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Night.

The bustling city area was a sea of neon lights, the shadows of old buildings rising and falling in uneven waves.

Chen Feng stood in the bathroom, letting the warm spray from the shower beat down on his body.

Under the dim yellow light, water droplets slid off with a splash, the lines of his muscles growing ever more pronounced beneath his skin.

"So this is what it feels like to get stronger."

Chen Feng tilted his head back and wiped the water from his hair, the scene he'd encountered at the supermarket flashing through his mind.

If he had just been an ordinary person, today's outcome would have gone without saying.

But there weren't that many "ifs" in the world.

He was no longer the weakling he'd been at the start.

The meaning of training his fists had crystallized in that moment, giving him more insight and drive.

"Still, I can't let my guard down."

"That Zhao Jin might be connected to this, and he could try to get back at me privately."

The thought flickered past as Chen Feng grabbed a towel to dry his body and hair.

He didn't regret it, nor was he afraid.

He'd done what he'd done, and even if he had to do it again, he'd still act.

It was the cashier's duty, and also his own principle.

Besides—

Clenching his fists made his knuckles crack loudly, and Chen Feng's gaze grew deeper.

If he wanted revenge, fine. He'd just take them all out in one go.

With that thought, he stopped dwelling on it.

His stomach growled twice. After working a full night shift and fighting a fight, even though he'd eaten dinner, he still felt hungry.

Hunger kept him from sleeping—that had always been his habit.

Rip!

Soon, he took a bag of bread and an energy bar from the fridge, tore off the wrappers, and ate them one after another.

The feeling of fullness washed over him, and only then did he brush his teeth and lie heavily down on the bed.

Fatigue surged in. From downstairs, the cursing of a drunkard seemed to rise.

Chen Feng's consciousness sank, and soon the world spun, pulling him back into a dream.

Buzz!

Mist drifted through the streets, the greenery on both sides withered.

The single-story villa's dim yellow light shone through rotten brick pillars and potholes, still marked by dark stains.

"This time, I'm not inside the house?"

Chen Feng stood outside the iron gate, looking at the cobblestone courtyard and the stone-brick path leading to the villa's entrance, a little surprised.

He'd thought he would appear on the small room's bed like before, entering this place as usual.

But now, he had directly appeared where he'd left the dream last time.

"It's kind of like a save point in a game."

"As long as I leave a certain range, there's a new save point?"

Chen Feng used game logic to understand it, roughly grasping the principle.

Then, he looked at his hands and feet.

The knuckle duster was still gripped tightly, the white sneakers fitting his feet as they pressed against the ground.

He felt his waist—the cowhide-wrapped dagger was still in place, unmoved.

Everything was exactly as it had been when he left.

Lost in thought, Chen Feng didn't dwell further on the logic behind it.

Dream time was precious; he hadn't forgotten his purpose for entering this place.

"A new light orb."

Squinting, Chen Feng looked across the street.

There stood a six-story apartment building. The mist had mostly cleared now, and he could vaguely make out red brick cladding on its surface.

Several room windows still had lights on, open balconies facing the road.

On the ground floor was a small courtyard, the iron gate flanked by white-painted walls nearly two meters high.

"That's the place."

His gaze flickered as Chen Feng looked toward the third floor of the apartment.

Perception Talent not only allowed him to detect malice and sense his own changes more clearly.

It also let him perceive spiritual and psychic residue within a certain range.

Whether it was the moment he left the dream last time, or right now.

He had an intuition that there must be a light orb in that apartment building.

Especially now, with most of the mist dispersed, this intuition locked onto the third floor with clarity.

"Let's try."

"Even if there's a Faceless One monster like last time, I can still deal with it."

After a moment's thought, Chen Feng decided not to delay. He quickly gripped his knuckle duster tightly and stepped forward.

The ground-floor courtyard gate of the apartment was half-open, revealing his figure in a black short-sleeved shirt and shorts as he walked into the dim hallway.

Tap, tap!

Tap, tap!

In the dim environment, his light footsteps echoed softly.

The sound-activated lights on the stairwell lit up one by one, illuminating the figure holding a knuckle duster, dressed in black short sleeves and shorts.

"Third floor."

Chen Feng's goal was clear, his eyes alert as he headed straight for the sensed area on the third floor.

Soon, he stood at the stairwell landing.

This was the third-floor corridor, with a cement railing over a meter high beside it, topped with a layer of patterned tiles.

Six rooms were lined up in a row, with the far end resembling a public restroom, from which a faint unpleasant smell wafted.

Tap!

Chen Feng stepped forward, and the sound-activated light in the corridor lit up again.

He reached the first room, which had a dark brown security door.

The door was half-open, with no light inside.

Chen Feng breathed carefully and pushed it fully open.

The light from the corridor's sound-activated lamp shone in, and he roughly made out the room's layout.

Living room, sofa, coffee table, LCD TV.

An ordinary, mundane scene. Chen Feng felt around for the switch by the door and tried pressing it.

Click!

The light came on, somewhat glaring.

Chen Feng squinted instinctively and quickly saw that there was no one inside either.

He reached out and wiped the coffee table; a thin layer of dust stuck to his hand, clearly untouched for a long time.

Doubt arose in his heart, but he didn't linger.

He opened the other rooms in the unit one by one, only to find nothing.

"The light orb isn't here."

Chen Feng had his answer.

Perception Talent only gave him a direction and range, not an exact location.

"But."

Looking at the wall behind the bedroom, Chen Feng could feel his intuition growing stronger.

"Since it's not here, I'll follow this direction and search."

"It must be nearby."

Relying on this gut feeling, he quickly left the room and continued his search.

Finally, in the bedroom of the second house, his eyes lit up as he saw what he was looking for.

Three light orbs.

Two pale red, one pale white.

The former floated above the bed, while the latter drifted near the half-open window.

"Jackpot!"

His eyes gleamed with surprise. Chen Feng hadn't expected to find three light orbs.

Without delay, he quickly stepped forward and touched them one after another.

[You have picked up a (Limit Breaking Light Orb)!]

[Limit Breaking Light Orb: Residue of a Martial Artist's will]

[Quality: Basic]

[Effect: Can enhance martial arts skill proficiency to a certain extent]

[You have picked up an (Attribute Light Orb)!]

[Attribute Light Orb: Residual spiritual essence of a transcendent]

[Quality: Basic]

[Effect: Upon use, increases Four-Dimensional Attributes by 0.5 points, distribution random]

The information for the three light orbs appeared—two Limit Breaking Light Orbs and one Attribute Light Orb.

Without hesitation, Chen Feng used the Attribute Light Orb first.

Buzz!

In an instant, his body warmed, as if a gentle current had merged into his cells.

[Strength: 8.9→9.0]

[Agility: 8.7]

[Physique: 8.6→8.8]

[Will: 9.1→9.3]

"Agility didn't get any allocation."

"And strength is a bit of a shame—only increased by 0.1."

Glancing at the panel data, Chen Feng felt regret but was still satisfied.

No matter which attribute it was, any increase was a good thing.

Moreover, "The benefits of a stronger physique are plenty—it affects recovery, resistance, endurance, and so on."

"And willpower, which should be tied to mental strength. My thoughts feel a bit clearer, and I have more control over negative emotions."

Silently sensing his own changes, Chen Feng relied on his Perception Talent to detect every subtle enhancement.

He nodded to himself and quickly used one of the Limit Breaking Light Orbs.

"Rise!"