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Assassination System

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TheAdventurer · Oriental
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275 Chs

The Town of Merchants, Kalur

Several hours later, George mercilessly dumped Dan before the town's entrance, leaving him with nothing but ten gold coins. Approaching the entrance to the town. Dan saw numerous entourage of caravans filled with various merchandises, almost everyone around him hawked their items around with some even starting their sales talk without any warning.

Dan wryly smiled, in a town of bustling economy and prosperity, Dan knew that everything was not beautiful. After all, according to George, the branch headquarters of the Night Rangers Association. The only problem was, just how could he topple down such an enormous organization with his measly, Middle Stage of the Organ Tempering Realm cultivation?

Dan entered the city as a strong smell of spices and food assaulted his nostrils. This small town bustled with life, with everyone wearing joyful smiles as they dined around the displayed stalls of merchants. However, since the night was nearing, Dan had to find a suitable inn before he could eat.

Looking around, he found an Inn and entered the building. The insides of the building didn't look shabby nor luxurious, just enough for him to sleep comfortably. Raising his gold coin, Dan walked towards the reception desk where a burly man stood, waiting for customers.

He placed the gold coin on the table and said, "How many weeks can I stay using this gold coin?" A small smile lifted on his lips as the burly man who had an indifferent expression, darted his gaze at the gold coin for a moment before saying, "A single week, free breakfast, lunch, and dinner..."

Dan knitted his eyebrows, "Look at me bro, I am too tired right now so can you just tell me about how many days could I really stay with this gold coin?"

The burly man didn't reply. He disregarded what Dan said and continued on waiting for customers, "Man, can you just tell me just how many weeks I can stay?" Dan pressed on and the burly man finally replied, "Didn't I tell you that you can stay in here for a single week with that gold coin?"

Dan heaved a sigh, his eyes became cold and a frigid, intangible air surrounded his body, "If you're going to lie to me, make sure that you're keeping your light of sight and your body cues in check..."

When the burly man heard his words, instead of becoming angry, he lightly chuckled and said, "It looks like we're of the same species, a fine con man..."

"Oh, please..." Dan rolled his eyes and asked once again, "Just how many weeks can I stay with this gold coin?"

The burly man replied, "You can stay for about four weeks, with that..." He took a key from the drawers underneath and threw it at Dan, "You're at the Deluxe Room 404," Dan merely nodded his head and started walking towards his room.

After securing his residence, since he was now all alone. It was time for Dan to secure some clothing and a source of income that could sustain him through this three months. With the help of the System, Dan easily analyzed the structure of the city and marked several suspicious areas where the concentration of people was the lowest.

Walking outside, Dan enjoyed the noisiness of the crowd before he walked into a fabric store and after fiercely haggling with the owner. He now had a week's worth of clothes that he placed inside his room before walking out once again.

Clad in a jet-black robe that hid his expression, Dan walked towards the establishment where he could secure a foothold in this town, along with acquiring a good source of income. the Adventurer's Guild.

Apart from merchants, all sorts of mercenaries, rogue cultivators stayed inside this large-sized town of Kalur. And all of them only had a single goal in their mind. And that was to earn money using the Adventurer's Guild as the basis.

But before someone could become an Adventurer, their capabilities would be measured and only if they achieved the minimum requirement would they be signed and given jobs and missions. The ranking of Adventurers from the lowest to highest were as follows, Bronze, Silver, Gold, Platinum, and Diamond Ranked Adventures.

Those Diamond Ranked Adventurers supposedly had a cultivation of the Divine Soul Realm and should never be provoked. They could only be summoned when there's an upcoming calamity or there's a problem that needed their cooperation.

The minimum requirement to become an Adventurer was to have the cultivation of an Organ Tempering Practitioner, along with knowing several mechanical skills such as Archery, Swordsmanship and all sorts of survival skills, useful in the Wilderness.

Entering the establishment, a strong smell of alcohol assaulted his nose as he ignored the rowdy crowd and appeared before the application desk. Behind the desk was a young woman whose visual appearance looked like she was in her mid-twenties.

She sweetly smiled upon seeing Dan's figure as she took measurements of his power and bestowed upon him the title of a Bronze Ranked Adventurer.

Since the Adventurer's Guild was a guild unique only to the town of Kalur. His identity as an Adventure would only work in this town. But at least, he could gather all sorts of information that could help him trace the identity of his enemies and their base.

As long as Dan found their base, he could just sneak inside and plant thousands of Frag Grenades and blow them all up. Thinking about this, a small smile of anticipation crept on his lips.

Walking towards the mission board, Dan saw numerous parchment with requests, along with the minimum adventurer ranked requirement to take up this request. Dan took a parchment, the mission involved gathering some herbs for a famous medical practitioner in this City.

Presenting it at the front desk, Dan placed his Soul Signature inside his Bronze Adventurer's badge and engraved the information about his current mission. Without his badge, he wouldn't be able to claim his rewards even if he completed his task.

The badge also contained information about the holder's identity so its existence was akin to an Identification Card back at his previous life.

The herbs that he needed to gather could be found nearby and not even an hour passed and Dan already completed his task. Returning back to the Adventurer's Guild, Dan proceeded towards the residence of that famous doctor and after the guards saw his identification, they granted him entrance and Dan walked inside, unimpeded.

"Is this going to be your final decision, General?"

"Yeah, I am certain. I know my body, I don't think that I have that much time to live anymore, my friend..."

"Sigh...If only I had more knowledge about the medical field..."

"Don't beat up yourself about it, my friend, let's just say that everything that happened until today is fate..."

Two voices belonging to men echoed out from a nearby room. Their voices filled with melancholy and sorrow as Dan turned his body and walked towards that room. Knocking on the entrance, Dan presented the herbs as a man, clad in a pure white robe, holding a needle used for acupuncture, thanked him and infused his signature inside his badge.

Dan glanced at the emaciated old man and the latter gently smiled in response. The warmth of his smile shook Dan's figure as he sighed. Judging from the old man's sharp eyebrows and deep voice, along with the faint smell of blood that enveloped him.

He was definitely someone who used to walk atop a pile of corpses. But with just a single ailment, he collapsed and was now a cripple on the verge of death. Turning around, he walked outside. But before he could open the door. It suddenly opened and slammed his head as he staggered backward.

Dan held his nose in pain and stared at the blonde-haired young man that appeared before his vision. "Just who the hell is this brat?" He asked since the hood that covered Dan's expression came loose after he got struck by the door.

"Ricky, don't be so disrespectful, he's someone that I requested from the Adventurer's Guild..." The old man lifted an eyebrow and said, the young man referred to as Ricky momentarily glanced at Dan before sneering, "So he's just a poverty-stricken brute...' He didn't bother about Dan anymore as he said, "Father, are you still trying to heal your body? You do know that the poison inflicted on you is something that even the gods above the heavens couldn't possibly heal..."

The old man turned speechless, before quickly becoming despondent. Even his cherished son gave up on his treatment, just how could he continue in this hopeless mission?

Dan who observed at the sidelines focused his gaze on the young man's facial expressions and body language. There, he realized a grim fact. And that was instead of feeling sorrowful. The old man's unfilial son was instead excited as if he couldn't wait for his death.

Dan shook his head, he wasn't someone that would stick his head towards the matters of other people. Turning his figure away, the old man thanked him as he walked away from the room. Returning back to the Adventurer's Guild. He reported his success and the Guild granted him ten copper coins as his reward which made him bitterly chuckle.

Dan returned back to his temporary residence and slept his worries away.

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