Wandering the Multiverse: Becoming a Killer

The old man was extremely busy, but the old man was extremely busy.

Jack Weston got up from the main road, dusted himself off, and thought that the system's transportation method was quite inconvenient.

[Transmission completed, welcome to the urban world where the CEO falls in love with me. Please choose your identity!]

[1. A wealthy man who cheats on himself;]

[2. A charming man who is overly eager to please;]

[3. An ordinary unemployed drifter;]

[4. A handsome and wealthy man who cheats on himself;]

Did Jack have a choice? Of course, he chose the third option.

Just the thought of cheating on oneself was terrifying.

[You have chosen to be a drifter, and your ID card has been issued;]

[This world is a low-level martial arts world. Would you like to set it as your main world? You can return and stay after each journey through the heavens.]

"Why can't it be Earth?"

Jack asked curiously. He had to set up the main world in other realms.

[The Earth world is the ultimate true world. You cannot return after leaving; otherwise, you will be blocked by the powers that be.]

"I've lived on Earth for so long, how come I don't know about them?"

Jack was confused, but soon calmed down. Since he started university, his parents had divorced, each forming new families and having more children. He didn't have time to say goodbye to his old friends.

"Since this is a low-level martial arts world, it should be safer. At most, there will be some ancient martial arts masters. Set it as the main world."

Jack didn't want the main world to be a world full of experts. That wouldn't align with his original intention of taking it easy in the main world.

[This world has been set as the main world. You can start the lottery to randomly obtain an ability.]

Jack didn't hesitate and opened the lottery interface.

Various abilities were densely written on it.

Death Snap: Accumulate energy daily. Once a month, cause half the world's life to randomly perish.

Iron Body: Possess a body like steel with strong self-healing abilities.

Martial Arts Master: Master extraordinary martial arts, such as running on walls and crossing rivers with a single step.

Legend Block: Has a 50% chance of blocking all damage.

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"Wow, each ability is very strong, and the chances of drawing each ability are the same. It really depends on luck. I hope I can draw a powerful ability."

[The lottery begins!]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained the ability: The Killer!]

[The Killer: Specializes in dismembering corpses. Every time you kill a human or humanoid creature, there's a chance to collect an organ from them for your own collection.]

[You have obtained The Killer's collection list and a strange letter.]

[Collection list: Eyeball: Can see in the dark; Teeth: Increase physical damage and penetration; Ear: Enhance sensitivity; Heart: Increase strength; Brain: Increase intelligence; Liver: Enhance life recovery; Spleen: Boost mana recovery; Kidney: Improve resistance to ailments; Phalanx: Increase spell damage and range; Ribs: Improve physique; Leg bones: Enhance agility; Skin: Disguise.]

[Strange letter: This wrinkled letter, written in red ink, contains the following text:

"I keep hearing that the police are after me, but sadly, it's not true. When I heard they said the case was on the right track, I couldn't help but laugh... I love this work and will continue... Next time, I'll give an ear to the police. Isn't it fun? —Naughty Jack."]

[Upon use, receive ten free attribute points.]

Jack looked at The Killer's ability, wondering how he could have drawn such a skill. He was a law-abiding citizen.

Moreover, in this urban world similar to Earth, The Killer ability seemed hardly useful. He didn't want to become a murderer and live a life on the run.

Fortunately, The Killer wasn't without benefits. It wasn't bad to get ten free attribute points.

Jack distributed the ten attributes evenly.

[Host: Jack Weston;]

[First-level attributes: Strength 4; Agility 3; Intelligence 3; Constitution 4;] (Normal males have 1 point.)

[Second-level attributes:

Life 80 (Strength + Constitution) * 10; Energy 70 (Intelligence + Constitution) * 10;

Speed ​​21 (Agility + Constitution) * 3;

Physical Attack 24 (Strength + Constitution) * 3; Magic Attack 21 (Intelligence + Constitution) * 3;

Physical Resistance 16 (Strength + Constitution) * 2; Magic Resistance 14 (Intelligence + Constitution) * 2]

[Ability: The Killer]

"I feel like I could punch through a wall!"

Jack was surprised.

But his stomach growled, making him a bit embarrassed.

With just an ID card and no money, Jack wondered how to get by.

"System, when will the next travel through the heavens open?"

[Cooldown time is one day.]

"So, I have to wait another day."

Jack could only wander around, hoping to find some money, even just enough to buy a snack.

Unexpectedly, in a dark corner, he saw three large men surrounding a girl.

"Hey, girl, are you lost or something? Scared?"

One of the men taunted.

She was dressed in a super short skirt, a crop top, and her attire practically shouted "open for business."

"No, I'm just dressed like this for photos, I'm not a bad girl," the woman denied, feeling distressed. She only wanted to make money to save her mother.

Through some channels, she had met someone promising a lot of money for some photos that weren't too revealing. This was her first time wearing such little clothing, and if she took photos outside, she could earn $10,000.

Unexpectedly, she was followed by three perverts and cornered in this alley.

"We just want to play some adult games. We're not bad guys."

The three laughed loudly, not intending to let her go.

Jack didn't expect such a cliché situation in the real world, but then again, this was a world based on the CEO trope, so it made sense.

Jack pondered his newfound strength, unsure if he should intervene.

The woman shrank, looking despairingly at the sky. She had just collected her mother's medical expenses, only to be told her mother had passed away. Now she was facing harassment. Maybe it was better to join her mother.

The three men advanced on the woman, ready to grab her.

"Stop, let her go."

Jack decided to intervene. After all, he was no longer an ordinary person and didn't need to worry about getting involved.

The three men turned to face Jack.

Plaid shirt, dark jeans, an ordinary face, but with cold eyes, suggesting a lot of experience.

"Kid, trying to be a hero? You think you can take on the three of us?"

"If you're game, you can help us out. It's a rare opportunity."

One of the men sneered, not taking Jack seriously at all.

The woman, hearing someone offer to help, felt a glimmer of hope but then worried for Jack seeing he was alone.

Just as the three men surrounded Jack, he prepared to take them down.

Suddenly, a female police officer appeared, her pistol raised as she shouted, "Police! Hands on your heads, squat down!"

The three men immediately complied. Jack, thinking he was helping, hesitated.

"You too!" the officer barked at Jack.

Reluctantly, Jack squatted with his hands on his head.

The female officer approached, handcuffing Jack.

"Murderer! I've finally caught you!"