Heavy rain poured down.
Vaughn walked out of the door, looked at the dark sky outside, and exhaled.
A white mist emerged from his mouth, spread, and disappeared. The man snorted coldly, pulled down the brim of his hat, and walked towards the exit of the alley.
As a well-known underworld leader on this street, Vaughn had long been used to this kind of life: money, women, killing, and death. This was the iron rule of this world, and he was no exception. For Vaughn, this was just a pastime, just like the corpse behind the door behind him.
They shouldn't have provoked him, but unfortunately, it was too late for them to regret it.
Thinking about how the man begged him, Vaughn revealed a cold smile. The man's wails and curses before his death were like the most stimulating wine, making his heart beat faster. Only at this moment could he feel a strong sense of pleasure, as if he was a god, an omnipotent god who held the lives of others in his hands.
"… Huh?"
However, just as Vaughn walked out of the alley, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
There was no one around.
Vaughn's subordinates, who were originally in charge of guarding this place, had disappeared without a trace. Only his car was still parked on the side of the road.
The heavy rain poured on the ground, making a dripping sound.
Vaughn took a step back, reached out for the gun in his arms, and stared around vigilantly. It was already late at night, and the street lamps on the street were dim because of the heavy rain. The whole street was dead silent, as if nothing could be heard other than the sound of the rain. He narrowed his eyes and slowly stepped back.
The moment Volgen retracted his foot, an ice-cold blade silently pierced his throat.
"Ugh … Pfft …!!!"
The burly man opened his mouth wide, and blood spurted out. He wanted to scream, but all he could make was a muffled groan. The next moment, Vaughn fell backward, quickly swallowed by the darkness, and disappeared without a trace.
A trace of white flashed in the dark night like a ghost.
The next day, the news of the death of Vaughn and his men quickly became a hot topic in the streets and alleys of this city.
Naturally, the tavern was even livelier.
Fangzheng pushed the door open and entered the tavern. The first thing he saw was the noisy crowd. He adjusted the brim of his hat and strode in. He sat down in a secluded corner at the edge of the bar, and not long after, the bartender came to him.
"Welcome, sir. What would you like to drink today?"
"Juice."
"Alright."
The bartender nodded and swiftly passed a glass of freshly squeezed juice to Fangzheng. At the same time, he lowered his voice.
"Well done, Black. You're still as agile as ever. Thirty thousand Mira has been transferred to your account. "
"I understand."
Without batting an eyelid, Fangzheng took the juice and the card under it from the bartender. He didn't even raise his head.
It had been a month since Fangzheng came to this world. He had more or less figured out the situation of this world.
Semlia Continent.
That was the name of this world.
In terms of civilization, this world's civilization was more developed than the main world. According to historical records, this world once had a very developed ancient Semlia civilization. However, this civilization was ultimately destroyed for unknown reasons. After that, this world fell into chaos.
Then, a religious organization called the Seven Luminaries Church was born. It led the people out of the chaotic era and rebuilt the civilization and country. Now, the Seven Luminaries Church was the only orthodox religion in the entire Semlia Continent.
This world had the seven attributes of wind, water, fire, earth, space, illusion, and time. The people of this world used this power as conductive force. Decades ago, people discovered the use of conductive force and made use of it, thus starting the industrial revolution of this continent.
The current Semlia Continent was considered an era where magic and technology were developing side by side. Trains, airships, and other machines that used conductive force had entered thousands of households. There were even landlines. People could also use a device called "conductive device" to cast conductive magic through the combination of Seven Luminaries Stones of different attributes.
After Fangzheng conducted a small test of this world through the system, he discovered the true situation of this world.
It was apparent that just as the Goddess of Order had speculated, this was a world that was once developed by the Order race. Then, it was similarly destroyed by the invasion of Chaos — which was also the "Great Collapse" era in this world's history.
And yet, the core system of the world itself had reacted. While the ancient Samuria civilization was utterly destroyed, the core of the world itself had sealed itself in time, cutting off its connection to the Order race. To put it bluntly, it was as if it had discovered that a hacker was attacking a computer through the network, and without a second thought, unplugged the network cable.
Although this resulted in the complete destruction of the Order race's civilization, it preserved this world. Now, this world was gradually developing its own Order and had become much more stable.
Frankly speaking, this situation left Fangzheng scratching his head. If this world was like Diablo where humans were on the brink of extinction and could only linger on with their last breaths, he could still gather a team and fight their way over. But now, the Order of the entire world had stabilized. Although there were occasional frictions and wars between countries, they were not out of line.
Under such circumstances, how was Fangzheng going to gain control of this world and activate the core system?
But for Fangzheng, this problem was not urgent. After all, everything seemed normal in this world, and it was even very prosperous. After coming to this world, the first problem Fangzheng faced was not the survival of humanity, but … .his identity.
As mentioned before, the core system of this world was locked and shut down. This caused Fangzheng to be unable to set up an identity for himself like in other worlds. He could only rely on his own hard work.
But fortunately, Fangzheng was no longer the little brat he was when he first came to this world, where he was on tenterhooks even when applying for an identity card. He quickly thought of a solution.
And that was to forge an identity card.
Every world had its dark side, and this world was no exception. Fangzheng was currently in a city on this continent known as the Calvard Republic. It was also known as Orient Street. Calvard was a country of immigrants. There were immigrants everywhere, and naturally, there were many unregistered residents among them. In private, there were also services to clear one's name.
Fangzheng quite liked this city called "Oriental Street" because there were many immigrants from the East here. Most of them had black hair and black eyes, and many of them knew martial arts. Well, to put it bluntly, this Oriental Street was similar to the Chinese Street in Fangzheng's world.
Right now, Fangzheng was working with a secret organization in the Oriental Street to help them complete some commissions. Most of the commissions were to assassinate some gangsters who threatened the Oriental Street, or some hardline anti-immigrant people. This was the case in all countries of immigrants. As the number of immigrants increased, there would naturally be disputes between the natives and the immigrants. Because the Easterners were easy to bully, the natives of the Calvard Republic would often come looking for trouble.
And Fangzheng was helping them solve those problems.
Of course, sometimes it was easier to get rid of the troublemakers.
Although there was an organization called guerrillas in this world and their role was similar to that of mercenaries, Fangzheng had no intention of joining them. With his strength, if he joined a guerrilla organization, even rising to the highest level would be as easy as eating and drinking. But the problem was that Fangzheng had no intention of conquering the world with his fists.
He had studied the world carefully. Thanks to the conduction revolution, the entire industry of this world had developed substantially, with prototypes of computers even appearing. What Fangzheng wanted to do was to learn from Microsoft, and sweep the world with its operating system. The computer system of this world was still primitive, similar to DOS. From Fangzheng's point of view, that was a business opportunity!
As for fighting and killing, he could leave it to the guerrillas. What he wanted to do was to develop brand-new control systems, brand-new technological chips, and brand-new conduction communication devices so that this world could enjoy the joy of pay-to-win in the shortest time possible!
That was the goal of the God of Games!!
The reason why Fangzheng had accepted these assassination missions was mainly to raise funds for himself. He did not want to learn from Bill Gates and start his business from a garage — this world would not do without the FBI.
At present, Fangzheng had quite a lot of money in his account. Once he had a little more, he could create a fake identity and leave this place to work on his' Windows System Research Project '… Hmm, the Kingdom of Libel was a good choice. He heard that the central workshop there was also unique in the field of conduction design. If he went there to conduct his research, it should be easy to turn the results into results.
Moreover, compared to the Calvard Republic and the Erebonian Empire, the Kingdom of Libel was relatively small and easy to deal with.
"If there's nothing else, I'm leaving."
After finishing his juice, Fangzheng put the empty glass on the bar counter and was about to leave. But at that moment, the bartender came over and handed Fangzheng another glass.
"Bloody Mary?"
Fangzheng raised his brow at the sight of the bright red wine.
"That's right.
It's for you, sir. "
Fangzheng took the glass and drank it in one gulp. Then, he pulled up his hood and walked out of the bar to a remote alley. Only then did Fangzheng take out a roll of paper from his pocket. He unfolded the paper against the sun. Soon, the words "Bonn Lumia, 50000" appeared on the originally blank paper.
"Bonn …. Hmm, if I remember correctly, he's a human smuggling suspect …."
Fangzheng narrowed his eyes at the name in front of him.
But fifty thousand Mila … It would be a waste not to earn it.
I'll just get rid of it on the way home.
With that thought in mind, Fangzheng burned the paper and disappeared into the alley.
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