181. Return

"The [Shadow Warrior] job requires a high level of agility and physical strength..."

Having already been promoted, Sulu had no worries at this point and hoped to take up his post as soon as possible.

The third-tier [Shadow Warrior] requires Agility 4.0 and Constitution 3.0.

At this point, Sulu's agility was 1.0 points lower than his physique, while his constitution was 0.2 points lower.

"Even the Cat's Grace potion can't achieve this level; we must find another way... However, the Krav Maga Combat Arts has some attribute-enhancing effects, so we can give it a try."

With experience points at his disposal, Sulu could be considered extremely wealthy and could indulge in a little bit of recklessness.

[160 experience points consumed... Krav Maga Combat Arts level increased to LV6! Constitution +0.6, Strength +0.6, Agility +0.2!]

[Consumed 320 experience points... Krav Maga Combat Arts level increased to LV7! Constitution +0.7, Strength +0.7, Agility +0.3!]

[Consumed 640 experience points... Upgraded Krav Maga Combat Arts... Ding! Krav Maga Combat Arts has been upgraded to LV8. Requires the prerequisite class: Brawler! Insufficient requirements to upgrade!]

After a series of prompts, the upgrade was immediately halted.

It's not surprising that Sulu saw it.

"As expected... even non-specialized professions face bottlenecks at mid-to-high levels... It's a pity, I wanted to see what additional boosts regular skills would receive at level 8."

"This result is equivalent to expending nearly 500 experience points in exchange for a 0.6 attribute increase and a little bit of fighting skill. It's barely a break-even situation..."

Sulu closed his eyes, feeling that he had gained a new understanding of the four styles of ' Tiger-Crane-Python-Tortoise ' that he had summarized, and that he could fully integrate them into his own tactics.

"Unfortunately... I have a feeling that at LV8, my skills might undergo another qualitative change, but... martial arts will be out of the question, unless I take on the path of a [Brawler] as a side job..."

Sulu glanced at the Attribute Panel again and found that after all that was used up, he still had 3420 experience points left.

"How many professionals did I actually kill in the Demon Ancient Mansion? No! It should be Grede, along with a few other Tier 3 professionals, that's the majority!"

"However, even with a wealth of experience, we cannot squander it."

After all, opportunities to go on a killing spree, like in the previous "Demon Ancient Mansion" incident, are extremely rare.

Furthermore, doing it once was enough to attract the attention and concern of the Federation.

If this happens a few more times, even legendary professionals might be alerted. And if there are even those with divination abilities, Sulu might be in for a terrible situation.

"To counter abilities like prophecy and divination, the most fundamental solution is to improve one's own class rank... I'm currently at rank three, and I'm afraid only legendary-level diviners can find clues about me... The Federation may not possess such diviners, and they may not be willing to pay the price to get the other side to take action."

Divination and prophecy, which involve the most mysterious and unpredictable realm of 'fate,' naturally come at a price.

Furthermore, complete revelations are rarely obtained; most are fragmented clues.

"Rummage!"

Just then, several police officers walked down the aisle, checking each passenger's ticket and face in turn.

It's clear that although Charles City suppressed the spread of the Demon Ancient Mansion incident, or rather... it was originally a mysterious event, unrelated to ordinary people.

However, some search and security levels have been raised.

Sulu didn't care about this; his ability was already unmatched among ordinary people.

The second-generation Crow Mask, combined with the [Thaumaturge's ] ability to alter memories, allows him to blend into a city, just like a drop of water merging into the ocean, making him extremely difficult to find.

'Memory manipulation... if used properly, this ability could easily build a powerful force... of course, forget about getting involved in the upper echelons of the Federation. Even someone like Councilor Charles City would definitely have superhuman experts protecting him, let alone governors or members of the Federation Congress...'

There are many mysterious forces in this world, and Sulu doesn't think that [Thaumaturge] are invincible.

Perhaps there's some special and mysterious profession that happens to counter abilities like memory manipulation?

"Mr. Mete?"

A police officer walked over, took Sulu's ticket stub, glanced at his identification documents, said nothing, and returned the items: "Have a pleasant journey."

"Thanks!"

Sulu smiled and carefully put the documents away.

In reality, the identification he just presented was nothing more than a blank piece of paper.

But ordinary people think they've seen the information they want to see.

In a sense, this is also a kind of terror belonging to ghosts!

The Thaumaturge's Psychic Thaumaturgy!

'It seems... I'll have to discover the secrets of this skill myself.'

Sulu closed his eyes and began to doze off.

He was going to change trains in a state capital before heading to Nia City.

Then, he might go looking for Rhode and Sean, since he doesn't plan to go back to Green Tree Castle.

"My current plan is to embark on an adventure, solve paranormal events, and gather materials and experience... Of course, the most important thing is to find out about the profession of [Dream Master]... That will probably have to be done by those lunatics from the Ancient Serpent Society."

Sulu was highly wary of organizations that worshipped Demon.

Time flies when you're on a journey.

The journey was peaceful, and no extraordinary events occurred.

After all, given the population size of the mystical side, this is normal.

The reason Charles City was a special case was because the Black Market of the entire Kangni State was located there, which attracted many professionals.

On the train to Nia City.

Seating was sparse, indicating that few people went.

After all, according to Federation propaganda, a large-scale pollution leak and explosion occurred there, causing numerous casualties, and a chemical gas leak caused widespread mass hallucinations.

In short, it was extremely dangerous, and had been under traffic control and blocked off for some time.

Although things have returned to normal, more people are leaving than entering.

With a final whistle, the steam train pulled into Nia City Railway Station.

The surrounding buildings appeared to have been renovated, painted with bright paint, and looked very new.

Sulu, carrying a suitcase, adjusted his hat and stepped off the platform.

At this moment, he had changed his appearance again; he was a blue-haired Islander with some mixed-race features.

In the Federation, mixed-race people are rare and commonplace, and not at all conspicuous.

"This city..."

Stepping out of the train station, gazing at the vast ruins still not cleared in the distance, Sulu took a deep breath. "I'm back!"

Although the sun was shining brightly, most of the people around me were dressed in gray or black, which seemed to darken the sky and create a somber atmosphere.

This is the scar left by a previous catastrophe!