An Unexpected Accident Happened

The tailor shop's efficiency was surprisingly high, but the price was, as expected, expensive. When Feng Xue slipped on the brand-new, false leather boots adorned with the [Solid] and [Comfortable] tags, the last trace of incongruity in his attire finally vanished.

"Shoes worth 2000 Tower..." Feng Xue lightly tapped the ground with the tip of his boot, finding them unexpectedly comfortable, with no sensation of wearing two pairs of shoes.

However, Feng Xue didn't know that the Boots of Silence, a Phantom, were actually acting as a lubricant.

The tags on a False Thing usually don't take effect. Only when they encounter Phantoms, Supernatural Tales, or Omens do their own tags activate against them. In this case, Feng Xue was wearing a Phantom, which is why he felt such comfort. Simply put, it wasn't the [Comfortable] tag that was effective, but rather the Boots of Silence, the Phantom, "was made comfortable."

Although Feng Xue didn't understand the mechanism of how False Thing tags worked at the moment, it didn't stop him from enjoying his comfortable new shoes. He pulled up his hood, entering a state of low presence, and began practicing the knowledge granted by the [Assassin] tag.

The Corpse Collector tag not only gave Feng Xue skills for handling corpses and corpse-type Omens but also included knowledge related to dissection and autopsy. This portion of knowledge overlapped with that granted by the Assassin tag.

Relying on what he had learned as a starting point, Feng Xue quickly entered learning mode.

Perhaps because all the knowledge granted by the tags was already imprinted in his mind, Feng Xue encountered no significant obstacles in his learning. After all, the most tedious and boring "memorization" stage had been skipped. Understanding, with the ability to consult relevant information at any time, wasn't that difficult.

However, this was limited to theoretical knowledge.

Even though Feng Xue quickly learned about various vital points on the human body, how to quickly and easily take a life, and even how to ensure a target died quietly or experienced maximum pain, he found it difficult to strike the correct spot when transitioning from theory to practice.

The human body is an incredibly intricate structure; a millimeter off can lead to a mile of difference. If the position is correct, a gentle press can send someone into a deep coma. But deviate even slightly, and even breaking someone's neck won't cause them to faint.

Fortunately, as a Corpse Collector, Feng Xue didn't lack cadavers to practice on—at least, using them to familiarize himself with human anatomy before actual practice was sufficient.

Life, interwoven with study and work, continued slowly. Once again, following the guidance of his Work Card, he arrived in front of a warehouse. Seeing the corpses scattered everywhere, Feng Xue skillfully picked out a few relatively intact ones and loaded them onto the cart.

After this period of work, Feng Xue had collected most of the common tags found on corpses. Unless it was a particularly rare type, he would generally choose more complete bodies to facilitate his study and research before processing them.

"Want money or food?" the gang member asked routinely, looking at the corpses piled on the cart behind Feng Xue like a mille-feuille.

Long accustomed to this scene, Feng Xue didn't say much. He took the bricks handed to him, confirmed that each brick contained over 100 Tower's worth of resources, and then began absorbing them while dragging the cart away.

After more than half a month, he had a good understanding of the Landfill Area's terrain. Taking advantage of the night, he navigated through twists and turns, quickly reaching a deserted, dilapidated building with the corpses. A few days prior, he had converted it into a makeshift dissection room. As the shadowless lamp flickered on, Feng Xue placed a corpse on the dissection table and began wielding his instruments.

Although this was a data-like world, these "trash people" from other worlds were surprisingly flesh and blood. Their hearts, livers, lungs, and kidneys were all in their proper places, making Feng Xue wonder if this place was connected to the multiverse or simply a few parallel planes.

However, considering the young man wielding a sci-fi weapon he'd encountered earlier, Feng Xue felt perhaps he was being too simplistic...

After all, there were at least a thousand or eighteen hundred Landfill Areas in the Infinite City, and this number was still growing. Perhaps the worlds connected to each of these Landfill Areas were different?

"So, you can poke it open perfectly from this angle... Or maybe this person just had bigger kidneys... Note it down, note it down. I'll try someone else later."

Unnecessary thoughts were quickly cast aside amidst the practical study. Feng Xue soon immersed himself in learning again. Corpse after corpse was processed, dissolving into fine particles and merging with the world. Feng Xue could clearly feel the power flowing towards him from the tags.

Just as Old Li could gain the ability to expand space from the [Hermit] tag possessed by the [Hidden Rich], both [Corpse Collector] and [Assassin] had tags that could grant power to their holders. However, Feng Xue had only obtained the tags recently, and the feedback he received was meager.

But as he processed more and more corpses, the [Corpse Collector] tag finally granted him its first tag—

[Transport].

This tag could grant him better stamina and endurance, allowing him to transport corpses more efficiently. While it didn't seem like a significant improvement, the body is the foundation of everything. With better physical fitness, one could then consider other aspects; otherwise, no matter how monstrous the ability, it would ultimately be a glass cannon—powerful, yes, but shattered with a single touch.

"Should I consider this an increase in proficiency unlocking a new skill, or an ability enhancement from the Acting Method?" Feng Xue wanted to scratch his head, but looking at his gloves stained with blood, he abandoned the thought.

Moving another corpse onto the dissection table, Feng Xue felt significantly lighter than before. If it felt like carrying a bag of rice previously, it now felt like carrying a bottle of mineral water at most.

Of course, this might also be an illusion caused by a sudden increase in strength, but Feng Xue couldn't help but feel excited. As long as he continued this systematic training, he believed he would soon have the ability to protect himself in this Landfill Area!

He refocused his attention on the corpse just placed on the dissection table, starting by attempting the kidney-strike technique he'd discovered on the male corpse earlier. To ascertain any differences based on gender, he specifically chose a female corpse this time...

Assassin training was much faster than formal dissection. In just ten minutes, the corpse was riddled with holes. Wiping his hands with the deceased's clothes, he was about to proceed with the usual routine of melting down the corpse before him when he was stunned to find that the melt button had turned gray.

At the same time, the tags on the corpse in front of him suddenly began to spin wildly...

"Damn it! It's a corpse transformation!"