The sun and moon shuttled as time flew.
The storm caused by the Unique Title, Blade of the Daybreaker, within the big city, was soon calmed down because of Kieran's absence.
There were even rumors that Kieran didn't even get the title of Blade of the Daybreaker.
There were also some who described the fact that Broker had a Double Unique Title as if it was the truth.
However, similar to Kieran.
Broker didn't show up after the Blade of the Daybreaker dungeon was completed, as if he vanished from the big city.
However, those who were familiar with Broker knew that this was just a short period of peace.
When that bastard appeared again, it would be an earth-shattering event.
All the organizations and forces were on high alert.
Therefore, the big city entered an unprecedented period of peace, which was a rare occurrence.
Other than the sporadic fights between individuals, all the organizations and forces were restraining their subordinates at the same time.
Including Rachel and the Guardians.
Both sides were restraining each other.
However, all the veterans and high-rankers could feel the uneasiness of the storm.
The Fisherman, J. Perelman, represented Freedom Alliance to invite Kieran to join them a few times.
In fact, it wasn't just Freedom Alliance.
There were several other organizations formed by high-rankers that invited Kieran.
Including Blazing City and the Vow Regiment that Rachel mentioned during their chats.
However, all of them were rejected by Kieran without exception.
Unfamiliar meant distrust.
Kieran didn't want to spend more time and experience to get in touch with those useless organizations and people.
What he had was enough for him.
He could sell the common items to Lawless or set up a stall in Harvest Inn. As for the valuable items, the small living room behind Harvest Inn was the ideal place to sell them.
Although there was a strange Wu in the living room, it was much better than a complete stranger.
More so, after the deal with Wu, Kieran had lost everything.
So, for the rest of the time, Kieran didn't step out of his house again, training his skills and familiarizing himself with his equipment in his room.
Until the dungeon cooldown reset.
After receiving the notification, Kieran immediately checked his backpack for the last time.
After buying enough potions, ammunition and other consumable items, Kieran still had 20,000 Points and 15 Skill Points left from the spoils of war that Lawless had sold.
Lacking the necessary Golden Skill Points, Kieran was unable to level up a few of his skills.
This made Kieran look forward to the new dungeon that was about to begin.
Amidst the familiar light, words began to appear before him.
[Entering single player dungeon!]
[Difficulty confirmed: 7th dungeon]
[Background: This is a strange world. There are heroes and villains that surpass normal people. They attack each other and fight for their own ideals. You, a greenhorn, barged into this world with an unrealistic fantasy, so 'you' have to pay the price …]
[Main Mission: Obtain the lowest level of recognition within six weeks (The higher the recognition, the higher the rating)]
[Temporary language pack, Disappears upon exiting the dungeon]
[Clothing, backpack, weapons, and other items remain unchanged. Temporary appearance change, Returns to normal upon exiting the dungeon]
[Hint: This is your seventh official dungeon. You can fail the main mission, but you will have to pay 700 Points as a penalty and your highest attributes will drop by 2 levels. When your points are insufficient, your equipment will be deducted. When your equipment is insufficient, you will fail the game!]
...
The light faded.
When Kieran's feet touched the ground, he was already standing in a slightly dilapidated alleyway.
The alleyway was very long and narrow, only wide enough for two people to pass through. The trash cans placed at the entrance completely blocked the entrance and exit.
At the same time, the trash cans also blocked the passersby's line of sight.
At the deepest part of the alleyway, in a shadowy spot, a body was lying in a puddle of blood.
The body's face was flushed down, but the outfit and the body's body shape made Kieran raise a brow.
The outfit was very similar to the items that Kieran had temporarily altered.
The body shape was very similar to his.
Huu!
After a deep breath, Kieran ignored the bloody stench that filled his nose and flipped the body over.
Even though the top of the head was blasted off, what was left of the face was enough for Kieran to tell that the face of the body was very similar to his.
"So this is the price he paid?
So real and cruel. "
Kieran exclaimed as he quickly checked the body.
After getting a wallet, a cigar box filled with four cigars and the necessary tools, Kieran touched the fatal wound on the body.
"The hair and flesh at the back of the head have burn marks. It should be a gun pointing at the back of the head and a fatal shot.
Blood and brain matter splattered everywhere, proving that the shot was fired here but there are no footprints on the ground, neither the body's nor the killer's!
"Heroes and villains that surpass ordinary people?"
Kieran muttered to himself as he looked at the background description.
It seemed like transcendence powers were quite common in this dungeon world.
The body before Kieran was a similar person.
The one who killed him was also a similar person.
If Kieran, who had the same face as the killer, appeared in front of the people, what would happen?
The answer was self-explanatory.
Ambushes after ambushes were enough to scare anyone away.
But Kieran was different.
He had no identity in this dungeon world, neither did he have any memories. Unless he wanted to cover his face in this dungeon world, the identity of the dead body before him would be the best choice.
If it was any other dungeon world, Kieran wouldn't mind choosing the former.
However, this dungeon world obviously had more common transcendence powers. If he covered his face, he would only attract more attention and attract a lot of unknown troubles.
He wasn't a superhero who could fool everyone with a set of tights, a change of hairstyle, and a pair of glasses.
If he chose to inherit, the identity of the dead body before him would attract a series of unpredictable troubles.
If he chose to attract attention, it would attract a series of unknown troubles.
Kieran chose the former as usual.
He opened the wallet.
Other than three hundred dollar bills and some other scattered notes, there was a key and a dozen name cards.
On the front of the name card, it was written in bold letters: 2567.
It was just a nickname, but it looked very simple. If it wasn't for the poor quality of the name card and the '7' and '1' in '2567', it would definitely be eye-catching.
It seemed like these name cards were made with rough craftsmanship, yet they tried their best to imitate the exquisite appearance.
However, in the end, all that was left was an unsightly sight.
Fortunately, there was an address on the back of the name card: 99 Smorewill Street.
After getting the information he wanted, Kieran raised his left hand and Devil Flame appeared.
Fuuu!
A moment later, the Devil Flame burned the body and the bloodstains around it to a crisp, leaving nothing behind.
After double checking to make sure he didn't miss anything, Kieran walked out of the alleyway.
However, before he could go around the trash can …
The trash can was sent flying.
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