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Chapter 345: Chapter 300: “This way, teacher.” _3

It’s just an S-level map.

Is it really that serious?

You might as well call it the Reincarnation Map, for any player who enters this map will be forcibly reincarnated.

Forget it.

Although I don’t know what these people are up to, by the looks of the pedestrians on the street, I can guess it’s not anything good. Better to avoid them for now.

However, just as Chen Yi was about to turn around and find a place to hide, he suddenly noticed that those hiding pedestrians seemed to not only look at the approaching truck with fear in their eyes but also looked at him with fear and apprehension.

Hm?

Fear him?

You’re all wrapped in ammo belts, and he has nothing on him, not a single weapon in his hands; fear him?

Are you mistaken?

But almost instantly, he figured out why these people were afraid of him.

In this city, where everyone is clearly looking out for themselves with no sense of security, a person who dares to walk the streets alone without any weapons must not be thought of as a lamb unless they’re a fool.

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and remained silent. This might be something he could use?

And at that moment—

The modified armoured truck stopped right in front of him, the thick white smoke from the rear slowly dispersing. A steel plate in the middle of the vehicle suddenly opened, followed by the sliding door beneath it, and a middle-aged man with a gas mask, aided by his subordinates, came out in front of Chen Yi. After bowing with considerable respect, he stood up and began to speak in a harsh, hoarse voice.

“Teacher, hello.”

It must be some kind of voice changer; the sound was unpleasantly sharp.

It was like nails on a chalkboard, slightly unsettling.

“Please allow me the impertinence of introducing myself. I am the deputy leader of the E-grade local force ‘Red Skull’ from C-grade city ‘Macau’, commonly known as Mute.”

“We’ve encountered some difficulties recently and are seeking the help of a Professional. I wonder if you, teacher, may have some spare time.”

“As for the reward, you just name it. As long as it’s within our ability, we won’t bargain.”

His manner was extremely respectful; there was no fault to find.

“…”

Chen Yi kept his expression calm and silent. His mind was spinning fast, as he was beginning to understand the power system of this world.

The strength of most ordinary people still depends on firearms and melee weapons.

But above these common folk exist ‘Professionals,’ beings with abilities far beyond ordinary individuals, as he had witnessed upon his arrival in that battle.

Clearly, both this vice-leader of the ‘Red Skull’ and the pedestrians on the street had mistaken him for a Professional.

After all, in such a city fraught with danger.

A man who dares to walk the streets unarmed is either a Professional or a fool, and Chen Yi’s demeanor, coupled with his natural aura of a formidable person, didn’t seem foolish.

He was now weighing his options.

Perhaps he could pretend to be a Professional, but the risk of being exposed was substantial. According to the information he had just acquired, during combat, a Professional’s vocation and vocation grade would appear above their head, and even when using a skill, the Skill Name would manifest above them.

These were things he couldn’t fake.

That meant, should a combat situation arise, his cover would be blown instantly.

The consequences of that need no elaboration.

“…”

After a long silence, Chen Yi slowly pulled a cigarette from his bosom, brought it to his lips, lit it, and inhaled deeply. Through the blue smoke, he met the expectant and pleading gaze of the middle-aged man in the gas mask and spoke softly.

“Take me to your boss.”

The next second—

A thick murderous aura emanated from Chen Yi’s body, as if it were tangible, enveloping the entire city.

The middle-aged man in the gas mask turned deathly pale almost instantly, his mouth dry, his legs uncontrollably trembling. He sensed an extremely intense murderous intent emanating from this man before him.

Such murderous intent…

One must have taken at least tens of thousands of lives to build it up.

Those who have killed before are extremely sensitive to such an aura. With one look, they could tell the predator from the prey.

Even though his props, titles, and skills were all restricted.@@novelbin@@

The murderous aura formed from countless lives, like some sort of magnetic field, was something that couldn’t be erased.

“Gulurong.”

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva silently, struggling to control his mind before he spoke in a raspy yet respectful tone, “Very well.”

“Teacher, this way, please.”

He had noticed this man earlier while on the truck. The man’s stature and demeanor were starkly different from the people of this city.

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