Can't Bear to See the Suffering of the World

Back in his own room, Yan Qing casually placed the mask on the table, letting gravity pull his body down onto the soft bed.

Even though he didn't do anything, he still felt tired.

The Thieves' Den meeting at noon gave him the feeling of going to work, but what was even more unbearable was that everyone else could return to their homes in the main world, while he could only return to the room provided by the Thieves' Den. Although there was no practical difference, and they would have to return to their rooms before entering the hall tomorrow, the environment of 'stepping out the door and being at the workplace' still gave Yan Qing a bit of post-traumatic stress disorder.

Lunch was still roasted lamb leg and vegetable buns, and Yan Qing could only heat them up a little. For some reason, he missed ice cream and cake a bit, even though he didn't like sweets before. But seeing the pastries that Red Snake ate today, seeing Red Snake licking the glutinous rice flour on her fingers, Yan Qing couldn't help but swallow.

Spirit Jade's purchasing power should be pretty good, right? As long as he reaches any main city safe zone, he can shop with peace of mind...

Yan Qing shook his head like a rattle drum, trying to throw the thoughts out of his mind.

As long as he doesn't take risks, there won't be danger. As long as he doesn't go out, there won't be accidents. Improving life is something only those who don't have to worry about living have the right to think about. He has to try his best just to stay alive now.

Not to mention, he's not even a first-rank The Herald yet. When discussing things with Black Wolf and the others, he always feels like he's a husky mixed in with a pack of wolves, afraid that they'll see through him.

Fortunately, Black Wolf suggested ending the meeting, otherwise Yan Qing would have been so nervous that he needed to pee.

After eating his fill and brushing his teeth, Yan Qing lay on the bed and turned on the Nesser Game Console.

The Herald, start!

In the character interface, only the character "Yan Qing" remained, 'Yan San' had disappeared without a trace.

Actually, Yan Qing regretted killing Uwan Ryu a little bit, after all, Le City County Princess had promised him that he could farm dungeons every day, which was at least a stable daily income of 2000 Spirit Jade + a keepsake + various foods. If Uwan Ryu had knelt down, kowtowed, and apologized, maybe Yan Qing would have pretended nothing happened, and they would still be good friends.

Who knew Uwan Ryu wouldn't give him face like that.

We single-player game players are like this, we kill the characters we hate if we can, and if we can't, we download a MOD online and set it so we can kill them.

In my game, there can't be a character I don't like.

However, Yan Qing quickly had a backup plan, because he heard Le City County Princess mention when talking to someone that the spoils from the Secret Realm were usually stored in the Ping City military camp, and would only be sent to Evernight Sky when they accumulated to a certain amount.

Therefore, Yan Qing could completely create a thief character and find a way to enter the military camp to steal the pills and Spirit Jade they had accumulated, which would at least bring in more than ten thousand Spirit Jade, right? Stealing it once would basically be enough to cover the fine for failing the thief mission.

As for how to enter the military camp and where the spoils are stored, Yan Qing wasn't worried at all. At worst, he would use dozens of new accounts to find a way, and he would definitely be able to collect specific information...

A flash of inspiration crossed Yan Qing's mind, and he vaguely connected something.

But at this moment, a new prompt popped up in the game, attracting all his attention.

"Detected that your other Reality Mode characters have max-level skills. Do you want to enable the 'Talent Inheritance' function? Note that after activating this function, you can only create new Reality Mode characters."

"Talent Inheritance: Only Reality Mode characters can activate. To commend players for their great achievements in Reality Mode, players are allowed to pass on the talents of existing characters to new characters when creating new characters."

"Specific analysis: The max-level skills of existing characters will become the 'Talent Skills' of new characters, gaining an additional 100% experience bonus and stacking Comprehension bonuses."

Yan Qing's eyes flickered. 'Max-level skills of existing characters' should refer to his max-level Basic Footwork.

In other words, the new character he creates can have a 100% experience bonus when learning Basic Footwork?

Of course, he has to enable such a good function! You must know that Basic Footwork is very difficult to practice, and you can only gain experience by dodging and moving at long distances. 'Yan San' failed to learn even level one before he died.

And it seems that in addition to basic skills, advanced skills can also be inherited, such as Swift Thunder Saber Technique. Most advanced skills only have introductory manuals, and the subsequent levels have to be slowly improved through combat. With the Talent Inheritance function, Yan Qing can easily train other alts to a very high level as long as he has one advanced character in the future.

Isn't this a bit overpowered?

Yan Qing thought for a moment and guessed that this was probably the company's way of attracting more people into the Reality Mode pit. With such an overpowered alt-raising mechanism like Talent Inheritance, perhaps many casual players who don't play Reality Mode will also come and try it out. Once they enter this pit, it will be easy for them to buy the next month's monthly card in order to raise alts...

However, when Yan Qing created a new character, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he cursed the game planners for being brain-dead.

Because in the character creation page, a new column of "Inheritable Talents" appeared, and naturally, there was only the Basic Footwork option inside.

And behind the Basic Footwork, there was also a price!

"Basic Footwork Talent: 12 hours of game time"

"Your current total game time: 21 hours, available game time: 21 hours"

The currency for purchasing talents was not in-game currency, nor was it real-world currency, but game time!

12 hours didn't seem expensive, and Yan Qing could afford it, but the problem was that even the Basic Footwork talent cost 12 hours. Wouldn't advanced skill talents cost at least a hundred hours? At the rate Yan Qing was dying with his alts, no amount of game time would be enough for him to squander.

So, should he change his playstyle and carefully nurture his alts?

Yan Qing rejected this idea. Even if he didn't go crazy and was more careful, his alts could still encounter unexpected deaths. Moreover, compared to the loss of virtual currency like 'game time,' Yan Qing's actual playtime was a greater loss—a character he had played for a long time died, which meant that most of the time Yan Qing had spent on that character was wasted.

Even his own life might be in vain, so the loss of virtual currency seemed insignificant.

After a brief thought, Yan Qing determined his playing strategy: invest in talents when necessary, don't be stingy with alts, but don't value them too much either.

If he valued a character too much and hesitated to let him take risks, it would be putting the cart before the horse for Yan Qing—he created alts precisely because he didn't want to take risks!

So, he quickly created a tall character with 13 points of Vitality and equipped him with the Basic Footwork talent.

While customizing the character's appearance, Yan Qing pondered for a moment, recalling the Uwan Ryu's discrimination against Central Plains People.

I'm going to steal something this time. If I use a Central Plains Person's face to mess with them, they might involve other innocent people to vent their anger.

Based on this idea, Yan Qing created a new character with the appearance of a Northern Border person, and named him 'Night Four'.

"Nevernight Subordinate Newbie Village", start the game!

As soon as he landed, he familiarly ran towards Ping City. On the way, Yan Qing felt something was different—the pedestrians on the road would actively avoid him, even stopping to let him pass first, even though 'Night Four' was wearing ordinary cloth clothes.

The Ping City gate was almost unchanged. The common people were still queuing on the left, waiting for the guards to slowly check them, while a few guards on the right were chatting idly. The only difference was that they were not the same guards as yesterday.

Yan Qing naturally didn't humor them and went straight through on the right.

The guards saw that the person who came was wearing coarse linen clothes and didn't even have shoes. They subconsciously wanted to scold him, but when they raised their heads and saw 'Night Four's' face, the words immediately choked in their throats.

"Do you have a pass?" another guard asked.

"No."

Yan Qing stood at the city gate and watched them, ready to beat them up at any moment. His original plan was to enter the city violently, then find a place to stay until dark before sneaking into the military camp.

However, the guards exchanged glances, seemingly unsure of the origin of this Northern Border strongman, and actually obediently made way.

There's such a benefit?

Just as Yan Qing was about to enter, he heard a noisy sound from the side. He turned his head and saw an old woman in the left-hand queue arguing with a guard.

"I, I only have five copper coins, and I only paid five copper coins before..."

"You're entering the city to do business, so of course you have to pay market tax." The guard pointed to the basket she was carrying: "If you don't pay, get out of the way!"

"I'm not doing business, I'm delivering things to my son who works as a waiter at Chen's Inn..." The old woman uncovered the cloth covering the basket, revealing the warm red eggs inside, and said in a rustling voice: "My son likes to eat eggs from home the most. I'm delivering eggs, not doing business, five copper coins is enough..."

The guard glanced at the basket of eggs and reached out to take the five copper coins the old woman offered.

"Alright, go in."

"Thank you, thank you, officer... Ah, give it back to me!"

"Didn't you say you weren't doing business? Then the eggs can't go in. Hurry up and leave, don't block the way!"

"Officer, please have a heart. My son is a waiter, he doesn't eat or sleep well. I want to give him these eggs to nourish his body—"

"Get out!"

In the scuffle, two eggs rolled out of the basket and smashed on the ground, the rich yellow yolk flowing onto the dirt. Annoyed, the guard flung his arm, causing the old woman to fall backward. Feeling he had lost face, he cursed and walked over, crushing the eggshells, and raised his foot to kick her: "Told you to get out, but you don't listen to reason—"

Thump!

'Night Four' punched the guard against the wall, the force of 13 Vitality points knocking out the latter's teeth. The guard, still dazed and not yet recovered, was grabbed by the back of the head by 'Night Four' and slammed hard against the ground!

"Didn't you want to eat eggs? Eat up, don't waste them, eat more."

Although the ground at the city gate had been leveled and had few stones, 'Night Four's' strength was immense. Before long, the eggshells on the ground were ground into sand, and the guard's face was already a bloody mess. Throughout the entire process, the other guards didn't dare to come forward to stop him. It seemed someone had run to notify the Bai Bao in the city, but Yan Qing didn't care.

This was perhaps the real reason why Yan Qing didn't dare to go out into the outside world—Master Yan had a kind heart and couldn't bear to see the suffering of the people.

He was the kind of person who would detour when he saw beggars on the road, because he didn't know if the beggars were genuine, and he didn't have much money himself. If he saw someone in a terrible state, he would feel empathy but couldn't help them, and he would feel very sad.

But the game was different.

It was precisely because he couldn't release these feelings in reality that he would entrust his desires to the game.

If he was framed, he would seek revenge from morning till night. If he felt anger in his heart, he would immediately take action. What was the point of playing a game if he was still cautious!

"If you continue like this, he will die."

'Night Four' turned his head and saw an old general riding an old horse slowly approaching. Behind him were several Evil Spirit Knights. When they appeared, the people inside and outside the city gate moved far away. The old woman who had fallen on the ground was even more terrified, scrambling and crawling away.

"Let go, and I will spare you," the old general said calmly.

Yan Qing remembered him, and the game system remembered him too. His name was displayed above his head—

"Bai Bao Supervisor Gai Lou Xian".

When Ying Ru Shi promoted Yan San, she arranged for Yan San to serve under this old general.

The Bai Bao had one commander, three supervisors, and eighteen battalion leaders, all of whom were first-rank Heralds.

And the supervisors were naturally second-rank Heralds.

Yan Qing glanced at the gradually disappearing figure of the old woman in the distance. Without hesitation, he crushed the guard's throat with one hand!