Chapter 8

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Chapter 8: Resurrection Overture (VIII)

When Qi Leren arrived at Chen Baiqi’s store, it was 20 minutes earlier than the appointed time. Chen Baiqi was chatting with a woman with her back to him. They both looked at Qi Leren in the doorway, and Qi Leren also looked at the woman.

That person was a very gorgeous and charming beauty, wearing a gorgeous and complicated low-cut witch’s dress and a European top hat. Although her whole person was dressed in dark colours, it made her skin more white, and her bright red lipstick and smokey eye makeup were particularly attractive. When he noticed this, Qi Leren first reviewed why he noticed his sister’s makeup at first sight… Was it really a matter of sexual orientation?

“Since you have a guest, I’ll take a walk first. I’m tired from the task I just finished. Let’s talk about it another day.” The beautiful woman smiled at Qi Leren, picked up the women’s walking stick at the table, and walked out of Chen Baiqi’s shop gracefully.

“Who was that?” Qi Leren asked.

“The Illusionist,” Chen Baiqi said.

Qi Leren suddenly remembered that the Court’s Miao Li had mentioned during his dream lessons that the Illusionist had helped cover up his tombstones on the Undead Island in order to hide them from the Slaughter Secret Society. Was it that beautiful woman just now?

“Have you had breakfast?” Chen Baiqi asked him.

Qi Leren nodded: “I’m full.”

Chen Baiqi smiled meaningfully: “Don’t eat too much next time, lest you throw up.”

“…” Qi Leren felt that his future was grim.

“Although we’ve known each other for some time, I’ve never introduced myself properly. Since you will train with me from today, I will introduce myself again. Come with me. ” Chen Baiqi led Qi Leren inside. Qi Leren had never been to the back part of the store. When he found that there was a basement with several floors, he couldn’t help crying deeply for his future self.

“I used to be the executive officer of the Trial’s Heresy Court. I was mainly responsible for executing the Devil worshippers. Later, because of an injury, I could no longer continue such a high-intensity and dangerous job, so I retired early. Now I’m half an insider who does intelligence.” The elevator stopped on the third basement floor and Chen Baiqi led Qi Leren out. The third basement floor was as big as a basketball court. The ground was made of concrete, without any obstacles, and it was scary.

Qi Leren wasn’t very surprised. He had always felt that Chen Baiqi was familiar with the Trials Court. It was to be expected that all of the information she had was somehow related to them.

“In the Nightmare World, so many players have explored ‘playing methods’ about this 'game’ for more than 20 years. Today, I will briefly talk about the 'professions’,” Chen Baiqi said.

Qi Leren pricked up his ears and listened attentively.

“Players will receive a skill card when they are in the Novice Village. This skill card is not given randomly, and most players will eventually build their own fighting style around this skill card. That is to say, the original skill card has actually selected the appropriate profession for the player. Take your Novice Village as an example: Dr. Lu, who is with you, is obviously a healer, while Xue Yingying is obviously a berserker. As for you, because your basic skill card is very delicate, it’s the first time I’ve heard of such a skill card, so it’s hard to judge your basic profession. But it doesn’t matter. Most of the skill cards that players get in tasks will follow a certain rule. For example, a healer rarely draws a berserker-type skill card when drawing their card. That is to say, the skill cards obtained in the future are actually based on what you receive as your first skill card. They build around this 'profession’.”

Qi Leren suddenly realized: so the skill cards he got later, such as “Rain-Day Laundry”, “Primary Fighting Skills”, and “Devil Etiquette”, including the latest one, “Secretly Observing”, all emphasized his profession.

—Assassin.

“I only know some of your skill cards, but I can make a rough judgment about you. You’re an assassin.” Chen Baiqi folded her arms and looked at him laughingly. “So congratulations, I’m in the same profession. However, even amongst assassins, they will be subdivided into different categories because of their different personality traits and abilities. After all, everyone’s skill cards are different. If you trust me, you can tell me your existing skill cards, and I will not disclose it to others.”

Qi Leren vaguely felt that Chen Baiqi would sincerely teach him, and that his answer was the key. Of course, he couldn’t say it. Chen Baiqi would still train him, but she would not give everything to him. Chen Baiqi was… Qi Leren’s brain flashed. She was looking for a successor!

Yes, Chen Baiqi entered the game very early and she said it had been eight years, which meant that she was an old player with high strength and rich experience, but it also meant that her time wouldn’t be much longer.

Chen Baiqi was optimistic about him and willing to teach him, which was only too important for a newcomer who was still groping for his footing shortly after entering the game, and Qi Leren was very grateful. He didn’t think Chen Baiqi had any malice towards him. After all, the gap in strength between the two people was right in front of him. If Chen Baiqi wanted to, she could kill him.

After figuring this out, Qi Leren relayed his skill cards and even told her of his items.

Chen Baiqi said, “You are an assassin. You already have basic premonition skills, detection and latent skills, and even half a camouflage skill. Right now, you still lack a skill to escape and strengthen combat effectiveness—Primary Fighting Skills is too low, it takes too long to upgrade past the basic stage. You can sell it after you’ve been trained.”

Qi Leren nodded, “I’ve felt an obvious lack in combat effectiveness. I have no effective means of attack, and often I can only take the same route.”

This also led to his excessive dependence on S/L Data as his solution.

“Although skill cards are very good and greatly improve newcomers’ survival rate in this world, I don’t advocate relying too much on them. The Nightmare World is a surreal world. There are many things that we can’t do in the real world that can be done here. It also has its own power system. If you want to integrate into this power system, relying too much on skill cards will only hinder you. To put it simply, if you want to become a field-level master, you must quit your skill cards,” Chen Baiqi said seriously.

“When you say the power system, you mean the Devils and the Holy See?” Qi Leren asked.

“Yes. With our status as players, if you want to reach the field level, you’re bound to become close to one of them. Because you’ve been parasitized by Slaughter before, I originally thought that your attributes were more inclined to the Devils, but now it seems that maybe you’re more inclined to the side of divine power,” Chen Baiqi said.

“How do you see it?” Qi Leren was puzzled.

Chen Baiqi’s mouth crooked and she closed her eyes. When she opened them again, they were already a pair of red eyes: “The holiness of your body has exceeded the standard. Maria gave you an important gift before she sent you back.”

Qi Leren recalled the warm and comfortable feeling when the dotted light of endless faith had poured into his body, and nodded silently.

“In fact, in addition to these two power systems, there are many magical powers in the Nightmare World. For example, I seldom use investigation skill cards because I once learned the language of birds from an elder. Although I’m not very proficient, I have no problem with basic dialogue. You can imagine how desperate it is to meet me in a wild jungle. This is better than the ability of any reconnaissance skill card. After all, there is no cooldown.”

Qi Leren imagined that if he had met such an opponent in the forest during the Witchcraft Sacrifice mission… The birds in the whole forest were her eyes. She could observe every enemy 24/7 without cooldown, avoid any danger she wanted to bypass, and set traps to deal with anyone she wanted to deal with. This was simply terrible.

“Well, with this said, I’ll now begin to test your abilities, including your physical quality, judgment, intuition, and so on. I’ll test your intuition first. If you want to be a good assassin, you can’t do without phenomenal intuition. You stand there blindfolded, this won’t take more than a minute,” Chen Baiqi commanded.

Qi Leren obediently went to the place she indicated and took the red cloth she handed him, tying it over his eyes. Suddenly, there was only a suppressed scarlet: “How do we test it?”

Chen Baiqi’s voice floated from in front of him: “It’s very simple. I’ll throw some knives at you. You can dodge them with your intuition. I won’t tell you when I throw them.”

???

! ! !

This wasn’t a test, it was a threat on his life!

“Put away Rain-Day Laundry and only use S/L Data, or else you’ll really die,” Chen Baiqi said with ease and pleasure.

“The Prophet told me to use it less,” Qi Leren protested weakly.

“Oh, then you don’t have to. I’ll try not to aim at anything vital,” Chen Baiqi said.

“…Forget it, I’ll use it.” Qi Leren surrendered and thought he would use it just this once.

S/L Data was activated and the current position was set as the save point. Qi Leren looked at the red before his eyes and his heart beat fast with nervousness. He counted the seconds for S/L Data in his mind.

30, 29, 28…

Chen Baiqi didn’t throw, she was walking—Qi Leren couldn’t see her or hear her footsteps, but he had a strong feeling that Chen Baiqi was walking around him… She was on his left… Behind him…

Danger, danger, danger!

Clearly there was no warning, no noise, but Qi Leren’s mind had already sounded the alarm. He quickly squatted without thinking and a slight wind flew over his head, cutting off two floating hairs.

“Eh? The response was good.” Chen Baiqi’s voice came from behind him. It was behind him!

Qi Leren stood up and continued to count the seconds: seventeen, sixteen, fifteen…

Under your feet!

Qi Leren suddenly jumped up, and the throwing knife shot obliquely downward and struck the ground with a tang.

Even though he wasn’t hit, Qi Leren still felt a dull pain in his feet, probably from jumping too fast and cramping.

“You’re really good.” This time the voice came from above his head!

Qi Leren flung himself forward and rolled on the ground for three or four meters. There was a continuous sound of breathing behind him. Obviously, several throwing knives stabbed one after another—into the concrete ground, and he stopped breathing from nerves. In such a dark place, he directly evaded the ubiquitous fatal danger that made him feel on the verge of a breakdown.

When he stood up again, Qi Leren had forgotten to count the seconds and Chen Baiqi’s voice came from ahead of himt: “Well, let’s stop here for now.”

Qi Leren breathed a sigh of relief and his whole person relaxed from his panicked state, stretching out his hand to untie the cloth over his eyes. When the cloth strip was torn off, there was no figure of Chen Baiqi in front of him—only a parrot standing on the ground and talking with Chen Baiqi’s voice, which laughed at him: “Fool.”

Qi Leren stood stiffly and a cold wind struck into his torso from behind, the knife piercing his heart. After 30 seconds, S/L Data successfully read the file.

The real Chen Baiqi came from behind Qi Leren with a cheerful demeanor: “This is the first lesson for you: never let off your guard down too early in the face of danger.”

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