It's Over, We're All Finished!

A faint light flashed across his body.

Tang Luo expended some merit power to clean the blood off himself.

As for his hat, it had a hole in it now, so he decided to toss it.

It would be much easier to buy a new one later.

If being bald weren't so conspicuous, Tang Luo wouldn't have kept wearing a hat.

Without hurrying to press the elevator's up button, Tang Luo released his grip and dropped the two bullets he had caught.

There was one more. Because of the recoil, Thorndike had missed, and it had struck the wall.

He walked around to the other side of the table.

Tang Luo looked at the black revolver Thorndike had used just moments ago.

The gun had caught his attention.

He bent down, picked up the black revolver, and held it in his hand. Information naturally surfaced in his mind.

Just like the mission information that had appeared before—

Omen

A revolver of unknown origin. The golden patterns engraved on its frame symbolize "ill omen."

Its previous owners all seemed to have met untimely deaths.

Skills:

1. Blood Vitality Bullet.

Consumes the user's blood vitality to form temporary bullets, eliminating the need to reload.

2. Ending Storm.

Fires 6,000 bullets in one minute, enough to tear apart everything in sight.

Cooldown: 10 hours. No cost. No recoil.

----Hold it, and hold death.

"Interesting."

Tang Luo smiled, then searched Thorndike's corpse and removed the custom holster for the revolver called Omen.

He put Omen away, looked around the room, and returned to the elevator.

The elevator began to rise slowly. A few bullets and shell casings rolled across the floor with a clinking sound.

After a while, the underground room fell silent once more.

Tang Luo didn't choose to fight his way out.

He used the Merit Jade Lotus again to conceal himself, then left the estate.

The merit power he'd gained on this trip wasn't much.

But it far exceeded what he'd spent.

Tang Luo wasn't a miser.

Using merit power to heal his injuries wouldn't be something he could accomplish all at once.

In the meantime, he wasn't going to hoard his merit power and save it only for healing.

When it needed to be used, he certainly wouldn't be stingy.

"Slap!"

Li Liang smacked himself across the face, making a sharp sound that drew Zhou Zhenguo and Chu Chongtian's attention.

"There's a mosquito. Aren't you two getting bitten?" Li Liang asked.

Zhou Zhenguo and Chu Chongtian shook their heads at the same time.

Unlike the real world, the mission world was already in winter.

There wasn't heavy snowfall, but the weather was quite cold.

Where would mosquitoes come from?

"Maybe my blood tastes better. I've attracted mosquitoes since I was a kid."

Li Liang said dejectedly.

"Done."

A voice rang out, and Zhou Zhenguo and Chu Chongtian immediately raised their guns before lowering them again.

Master Xuanzang had returned.

"Master, did you kill Count Thorndike?" Chu Chongtian couldn't help asking as he looked at Tang Luo, who was spotless. The only difference from when he'd left was that he'd lost his hat.

"Mm."

Tang Luo nodded. "He happened to invite the other members of the organization, so I wiped them all out."

Zhou Zhenguo looked toward the estate.

It still appeared peaceful and lively, with music and dancing.

It didn't look like a massacre had just taken place.

"I also got something."

Tang Luo opened his coat, took out Omen, and casually handed it to Zhou Zhenguo.

Zhou Zhenguo instinctively caught it, then shuddered. Then shuddered again.

He nearly got struck out.

"This gun looks so cool." Chu Chongtian shone his flashlight on Omen, saw what it looked like, and sincerely exclaimed.

"It's not just cool. It's equipment," Zhou Zhenguo said.

"Equipment?" Chu Chongtian looked puzzled, then remembered. "Is this what you meant when you said that, apart from the reward for completing a mission, you could also gain benefits during the mission? Equipment?"

"No. There are all kinds of benefits to be gained in a mission world. Equipment is only one of them. The rewards for completing a mission aren't always skills, either. There's also a chance of getting equipment."

"What's different about it from an ordinary gun?" Chu Chongtian asked.

Zhou Zhenguo looked at Tang Luo. Seeing no objection from him, he handed Omen to Chu Chongtian.

He was quite confused.

He suspected Master Xuanzang was a veteran who was pretending to be inexperienced.

Given the other man's strength, that had to be the case.

And yet he really seemed to know nothing about the God and Demon Game.

Even if he was pretending, why would he casually hand someone an item he'd just obtained?

He looked as if he wanted the others to explain it to him.

It didn't make sense!

That wasn't how you pretended to be a novice.

Even if he was just showing off, he was showing off like an idiot.

Could there be extraordinary people in the real world who weren't God and Demon Walkers?

"So powerful!"

While Zhou Zhenguo pondered, Chu Chongtian, who was holding Omen, let out an amazed cry.

He turned the revolver over in his hands, looking as delighted as a little boy who'd found his favorite toy.

There was also an unmistakable hint of regret.

Because the toy wasn't his.

"This is what equipment is," Zhou Zhenguo explained. Whatever the case, it couldn't hurt to go along with Master Xuanzang's wishes. "Unlike the guns we got, it's genuinely special. It can be taken out of a mission world and brought into the next one."

Zhou Zhenguo had used a dagger as an example before.

But the dagger he'd used as an example couldn't actually be taken out of a mission world.

Just like weapons and other items from the real world couldn't be brought into a mission world.

There was little point in going in fully armed before a mission.

Everything would be stripped away, leaving only the most basic items.

Generally, all you'd have left was a complete set of clothes and a pair of shoes.

Last time, Zhou Zhenguo had even tucked a nail clipper into his pocket, but it hadn't made it in.

Likewise, when you left a mission world, even if you had a ton of gold on your head,

you'd still return to the real world empty-handed.

Only a small number of items, such as equipment, could be carried freely.

There was no way to buy and sell goods, become a trader, and get rich.

It was easy to tell whether an item was equipment.

After touching it for a while, or holding it in your hand if it was small, information about it would appear if it was equipment.

If no information appeared,

then no matter how impressive or useful it seemed—even if one swing could split an entire continent—it didn't count as equipment.

Zhou Zhenguo knew about equipment and had seen it with his own eyes.

But this was the first time he'd actually handled any.

Chu Chongtian took one last lingering look at the revolver, then reluctantly handed it back to Tang Luo.

"Does all equipment come with skills?" Tang Luo put Omen away again.

"Probably," Zhou Zhenguo said. "To be honest, I only knew about it and had seen it before. This is my first time actually handling any."

Since equipment revealed information, nobody would casually hand over something they owned.

"Mm." Tang Luo nodded.

"Don't worry, Master Xuanzang. We definitely won't leak any information," Zhou Zhenguo and Chu Chongtian assured him solemnly.

Maybe this was a test.

If they proved they could keep their mouths shut, they'd surely have a chance to keep following him.

"It's fine."

Tang Luo didn't mind at all that the two of them knew the details about Omen.

To Zhou Zhenguo and Chu Chongtian,

Omen was undoubtedly a piece of equipment they coveted.

But to Tang Luo, it wasn't all that important.

It was just something that added to what he already had.

If he looked at it in a more sinister way,

someday Tang Luo might encounter an enemy who'd learned Omen's skills from those two.

The enemy might be on guard against Omen in every possible way, only to be punched to death by Tang Luo.

That would be "interesting" too.

Li Liang didn't come over. He listened quietly from the side and took the chance to learn.

With the matter settled, the four of them slowly made their way toward Small City.

There was only one road, with rather thick grass and trees on either side.

But they didn't encroach on the road, since it was an important route connecting Small City to the outside world.

It was also the road connecting Count Thorndike's estate to Small City.

It was sure to be well maintained.

They walked for over half an hour.

The night wind carried the sound of commotion, seemingly from the direction of the estate.

"Only now have they discovered it?" Zhou Zhenguo wondered.

Since Master Xuanzang had said he'd wiped out the entire "organization,"

that meant at least five or six people had died tonight.

Only if all the important members had died along with Thorndike, leaving just a couple of insignificant stragglers, could they call it a clean sweep.

By the time they returned to the inn, the night had grown dark. It was nearly midnight.

It was the same inn they'd stayed at on their first night—the one where Bi Wanhui had disappeared.

Jack the Ripper could possess people.

Honestly, it didn't matter which inn they stayed at.

Old John's disappearance had made the innkeeper nervous, so he was eager to please Tang Luo and the others.

That made it easier for them to carry out their plans.

As for their original rooms,

Tang Luo had switched them to the inn's largest and most luxurious room.

It could fit all four of them and prevent Jack the Ripper from picking them off one by one.

The next day.

Zhou Zhenguo sat there with a furrowed brow, blowing smoke rings.

He looked just like a middle-aged, balding man having the worst time of his life: his supervisor at work, ten years younger than him, chewed him out; at home, his wife complained that Old Wang next door had taken his whole family to the Maldives.

Then his high-school-age daughter disappeared for half the night and came back saying she had a boyfriend who'd just gotten out of prison. Everyone called him Brother Long, and he was a real big shot.

Meanwhile, Chu Chongtian asked Zhou Zhenguo for a cigarette, then choked so badly he nearly died.

"If you can't smoke, don't. It's no good for you. I quit a long time ago," Zhou Zhenguo said.

"Secondhand smoke isn't as good as firsthand."

Chu Chongtian said, "Uncle Zhou, how did things end up like this?"

The two of them were in the inn's lobby.

The front door stood open, and they could see the crowd outside.

Come to think of it, this was the first time they'd seen so many people gathered in the street.

Ever since they left the tomb chamber, Small City had felt deserted.

Apart from last night's banquet, this was the liveliest moment Tang Luo and the others had seen in all this time.

Snippets of the crowd's conversation drifted into their ears now and then.

"They're all dead..."

"It was like a slaughterhouse. Nine out of ten Scotland Yard detectives who went there threw up."

"It's over. We're all finished!"

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