The Secret Box in the Cupboard

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Looking back on his previous life, Seth had been just an ordinary person, working a nine-to-six job, overwhelmed by high housing prices, uncertain about the future, with minimal desires, and content to lie flat and be a "salted fish."

But now, in this world, he had broken free from the confines of ordinariness. Seth felt excited at his newfound power and wanted to test his strength.

Becoming an Extraordinary, however, was not a cause for frivolous celebration.

His mother's words poured down on him like cold water. "My teacher once said that Extraordinary people are like poor worms walking on the edge of the abyss. The abyss is always lurking."

"So, Seth, stay calm. It would be best if you controlled your emotions. Only by mastering your emotions can you combat madness and avoid losing control."

Her reminder brought Seth back to reality. He quickly restrained his excitement and nodded in agreement.

"I will remember your words."

Anilu smiled gently. "You don't need to be overly anxious. The risk of losing control at low sequences is relatively low. Just remain vigilant at all times."

She continued, "Even as an Extraordinary at Sequence 9, you are still vulnerable to threats from swords and guns. Don't be careless."

"In addition, you need to learn about the mysterious world. You must master advanced meditation and develop a spiritual vision. It would be best if you also learned the ancient Fusac language, the root of the languages in the Northern Continent. The Hermes language, which appears in ancient tombs and relates to rituals and prayers, is also important."

"I will teach you ritual magic and talisman creation. So, becoming an Extraordinary is just the first step into the mysterious world."

Seth, feeling overwhelmed by the extensive study ahead, furrowed his brow.

However, his mother reassured him, "You should rest for a day or two. After your body adapts to the changes from the potion, we'll start your occult studies."

Seth had no objections to this decision.

That night, he struggled to sleep. His heightened senses became a burden in the dead of night. He heard insects he couldn't usually detect and smelled complex aromas drifting through the window. Lying under the quilt, he analyzed these sensations to identify the materials and sources.

Eventually, Seth used meditation to calm his overstimulated senses and fell asleep.

The following day, after rising, he conducted the ritual:

"The All-Seeing Eye. The god who overlooks all. You are the master of knowledge, mocking fate and time. You are the true witness, the uncrowned king above the stars!"

An illusory tome appeared in his hand. Upon opening it, Seth saw that the information had been updated.

[Favorites: 100+]

[Record: Your adventure biography has received more than 100 favorites, granting you access to the 'message board.']

Seth read the latest messages and noted that replies had been added.

['White clouds stepping on snow and white gloves': All assassins were found.]

['I don't talk': Red Priest and Secret Peeper are my two favorite paths, and there is no **** on them.]

['Merry man': A real man should play an assassin.]

Seth's mouth twitched slightly. It seemed the watchers had a strong preference for the assassin path. Based on his previous life experiences, there might be issues with that route.

He glanced at the comments below for more insights.

[A specific JO-level creature who gave up thinking: If you take the hunter path, you might find Anderson. He should be recruiting for a sea adventure now .]

[Praise beholders!]

"Yesterday, I was worried there would be no clues for the hunter path. This watcher provided one. Anderson... I've got the name!" Seth has noted it.

['Strange knowledge grows again': What do you think? Uh uh uh uh uh. Good.]

An enigmatic watcher indeed.

['Number 20191117152521520': The book is quite interesting.]

["White clouds stepping on snow and white gloves: My friend believes in me, so go to the Gnosis Society and become an assassin."]

You again!

["Let fate bring us together here: since you want to follow the hunter's path, have you considered how to get close to the general? I remember his back like *************."]

Is it Klein, the protagonist of the original novel? Does he have clues about the Hunter Path? This observer knows a lot of information, but I need more authority to see what's behind the scenes.

Once permission is granted, it should be accessible.

["Number 20210517202131878: Well, if you really must choose, there is only one ***************** on Secret Peeper."]

Despite knowing a lot, the observer is uncertain about the specific name, which should be "Secret Peeper."

I just wanted to let you know that there are no further comments. Seeing this, Seth's head started to throb, and he was exhausted. With no more questions for now, he dismissed the summons.

It was still early, and the servant had not been called. Seth opened the window, looked at the garden, and thought deeply.

"Sure enough, the Book of Mystery can provide me with much helpful information. I now understand how to advance behind Hunter Sequence 8.

You could approach Anderson or consider getting in touch with the original protagonist.

"Additionally, I know about the method of Acting, which can help me digest the potion faster and advance."

"I understand that the key to Acting lies in the name of each potion, playing the role that the potion's name refers to. Just like Klein, who joined a club after becoming a fortuneteller and acted as a fortuneteller by providing services to guests."

"Through the process of acting, you summarize the rules of acting and digest the potion!"

Seth lightly slapped his cheek: If I want to digest the potion, I need to start playing a 'hunter'?

Speaking of hunters, Seth recalled something Matthew had said.

"Recently, wild wolves have been causing trouble, and my father Byson has asked Leon, a famous hunter in town, to organize a group of hunters to hunt in the mountains."

Seth, who had yet to experience being a hunter, immediately had an idea and inspiration.

I can visit these hunters and learn from them; I'll get some insights!

With this idea and direction, Seth immediately set about taking action. He opened his wardrobe to find an outfit suitable for field activities.

While pushing aside a few formal clothes, he suddenly noticed a wooden board deep in the closet that was a different color from the others.

Seth tapped the board, which echoed hollowly, indicating space behind it.

After several attempts, he finally pushed the board aside and discovered a hidden compartment in the closet.

Inside the dark recess were a few items: a dark brown, double-breasted, high-necked long trench coat; a black iron mask with only the eyes exposed; and a long-barreled, gold-colored revolver with a running wolf engraved on the handle.

Seth was momentarily stunned. The original owner had no memory of this hidden compartment.

But these items belonged to him.

So, this noble young master was playing a Grand Theft Auto game?

Seth took out the mask and tried it on; it fit perfectly.

He then examined the gold revolver, noting that it was not pure gold. He opened the cylinder, which was loaded with bullets.

As for the trench coat, a leaflet was found in the pocket.

lyer for 'Kraken Bar'.

Seth recognized the Kraken Bar from the flyer. It was located on Qingli Road, a district known for its rough characters and poverty. Dragons and snakes roamed the area, and the Kraken Bar was particularly notorious.

Rumors had it that the bar was involved in illegal activities.

The original owner had visited this bar before.

What would a noble young master be doing in such a place?

Seth frowned and pondered, but he couldn't recall any relevant information. There was a knock on the door, and Matthew's voice came from outside.

"Sir, are you awake?"

Seth quickly returned the items to the hidden compartment, closed it, and donned a hunting suit.

Matthew entered and helped Seth put on the suit. Seth checked the snake-scale revolver to ensure it was loaded.

Seeing this, the servant asked nervously, "Sir, what are you planning to do?"

Seth was straightforward: "I want to visit Hunter Leon. Do you know where he is?"

Matthew thought momentarily before responding, "I heard last night that they finished their first mountain patrol and spent the night at the Baron's lumberyard. Today, they will enter the Abury Mountains again, but only the fringes, not deep into the mountains. If there are indeed wolves in the mountains."

Seth nodded decisively and said, "Have breakfast, and then we'll head to the logging camp. Do you know how to use a shotgun?"

The servant replied, "Mr. Siri has taught me spear skills, but I'm not proficient."

"Very well," Seth said.

"You'll take a shotgun later. Today, we're going hunting."

After breakfast, Seth took the servants to the stables, where three thoroughbred horses, common in the Loen Kingdom, were kept. Known for their speed and endurance over short to medium distances, these horses were ideal for riding or pulling carts.

The family had two carriages: a convertible for sunny days, which allowed for visibility and displaying one's status, and a four-wheeled sedan car for windy and rainy weather. A single horse could pull the convertible, while the sedan car required two horses, and larger ones might need four.

"Good morning, young master. Are you going out?"

A middle-aged man in his early fifties emerged from the stable. He was dark-skinned, lean, and bright-eyed. Despite his age, he radiated vitality. This was one of the Disraeli family's grooms, known as Old Cook, who was well-regarded for his knowledge.