Is He a Nobody or Will He Become a Legend?

Xiao Miao headed toward the Continental Hotel. The two doormen respectfully pulled open the doors for him, and there was no cliché of them looking down on his clothes and giving him a chance to show them up.

The hotel's interior was quaint and clearly old-fashioned. Small groups of businesspeople sat scattered throughout the lobby, but they were actually assassins.

Xiao Miao walked up to the front desk.

Charon, the Black man responsible for receiving guests, greeted Xiao Miao in strangely accented English. "Hello, sir. Do you have a reservation?"

"Actually, I'm here to apply for a job," Xiao Miao answered honestly, his gaze clear and bright like that of a college student who had just entered society.

"Wow, a rookie fresh out of the nest!"

Before Charon could speak, a teasing voice came from behind him.

The crisp click of high heels against the floor drew closer, and the scent of perfume slipped into his nostrils. An elegant woman draped in black mink fur walked up beside Xiao Miao and looked him over from head to toe. She clicked her tongue in admiration. "Handsome, you belong on the runway at Milan Fashion Week, not here."

She was an exceptionally forceful and arrogant woman. Ordinary assassins would never dare spray perfume on themselves, since it could leave unnecessary clues.

That showed just how confident she was in her skills!

"You flatter me." Xiao Miao smiled. "Please don't overlook my other strengths just because of my looks."

"Oh?" The elegant woman arched a brow in surprise.

This handsome guy had something to him. He could actually stay calm and talk under the pressure of her presence. Looking closer, this little wolfdog was quite to her taste.

Ding~

The woman flicked out a gold coin, caught it with the back of her hand, and waved it before Xiao Miao. "You don't look rich. Rookies need startup funds. Spend one night with me, and if you satisfy me, this coin is yours."

Xiao Miao:?

He looked at his skill panel, then showed a sincere smile. "Of course. Just remember to hydrate beforehand."

The provocative words instantly stirred the woman's competitive spirit.

Smack!

She pressed the gold coin onto the counter. "Charon, register the assignment. I specifically want this—"

"Smith," Xiao Miao said.

"—this Mr. Smith."

Charon was long accustomed to such things and calmly accepted the gold coin.

Assassins who constantly walked the line between life and death had desires far beyond those of ordinary people. They needed regular release, or they would sooner or later suffer a mental breakdown.

In fact, the Continental Hotel received quite a few similar requests. Many rookie assassins with outstanding figures and appearances had earned their first pot of gold this way.

"Please wait a moment, Ms. Perkins. Mr. Smith must first complete identity registration before accepting your designated assignment."

Charon spoke unhurriedly, then turned to Xiao Miao. "Mr. Smith, if you are ready, please come with me."

The registration process was not complicated. After briefly verifying Xiao Miao's identity as a journalist, Charon submitted his information to the back end.

Electromagnetic signals traveled around the world at the speed of light. The procedures took a total of two minutes, and Xiao Miao officially became a registered assassin who could accept assignments at Continental Hotels worldwide.

At the same time, new information appeared on Xiao Miao's system panel.

[Traversal mission: Integrate into the world, completed!]

[Fate Points +200]

[Ding! Traveler of All Heavens has triggered a world mission!]

[World mission: Complete assassin commissions 0/5 (After five missions, will you remain a nobody or become a legend?)]

[Current title: Nobody]

[Current accumulated Fate Points: 0]

[Note: The greater the impact a commissioned mission has on the world, the more Fate Points will be awarded upon settlement!]

[Failure penalty: Connection severed]

"A nobody or a legend? Interesting." Xiao Miao committed the mission information to memory and closed the system panel with a thought.

Although his Physical Constitution far surpassed that of an ordinary person, he still feared firearms. Saeko Busujima's situation, however, was different.

As a construct of magical power, Saeko Busujima had no fatal wounds in the conventional sense. If she was injured, she could return to Xiao Miao's body and feed on his magical power. As long as his magical power supply was sufficient, she could keep fighting.

In other words, there was plenty to be done in this world!

Besides, Xiao Miao himself was no pushover. Anyone who truly mistook him for a rookie assassin would only step straight into a pit.

After registration was complete, Xiao Miao and Charon returned to the front desk. Charon asked again, "Then, Mr. Smith, are you sure you wish to accept Ms. Perkins's designated commission?"

The system panel displayed another prompt:

[Assassin commission detected: Provide assassin Perkins with sexual services for a period of eight hours. Accept?]

[Yes/No]

Xiao Miao: -_-*

"No! I'm not taking it!"

If it had not involved the world mission, Xiao Miao would have accepted without hesitation.

But this concerned the world mission, and he only had five chances. Xiao Miao would not waste such a precious opportunity on this bizarre commission.

However...

"Ms. Perkins, there's no need for us to go through the commission process at all."

Perkins raised a brow. "Interesting. You mean...?"

"I trust my skills. There's no need for the hotel to guarantee anything. I guarantee you'll willingly pay afterward."

Perkins sneered. "Kid, anyone can talk big. But assassins don't make a living with their mouths. Charon, the assignment hasn't been posted yet, right? Use that gold coin to open a room."

"Of course, as you wish." Charon lowered his head to make a record, then placed a room key card on the counter. "Room 918. I hope you both enjoy your stay."

Ms. Perkins pocketed the key card, grabbed Xiao Miao by the collar, and headed for the elevator. "Come on. Get in the room with me."

Smiling, Charon gave Xiao Miao a look that said, Good luck.

There were only exhausted oxen, never fields worn out by plowing. The young man was fresh out of the gate and knew nothing. Letting him suffer a little at a woman's hands was not necessarily a bad thing.

One hour later, Room 918.

"Wait, no, your first finger—how can it... Don't, let me rest!"

"This is nothing. Get on your knees!"

"Ugh... I'm dying... Help, I'm really going to die!!!"

Ring ring ring ring ring, ring ring ring ring ring~~~

Inside Room 918, the room phone rang urgently. Perkins seemed to have found a lifeline and hurriedly cried out, "The phone! It's the hotel phone! Answer it, hurry!"

Looking displeased, Xiao Miao tossed Perkins aside and got up to answer the phone.

Perkins lay sprawled across the bed like boneless mud, like a stranded fish, gasping for air.

"Hello?"

"I'm very sorry to disturb you at a time like this..." Charon's voice came through the receiver. "But we have received numerous noise complaints from your floor."

Perkins took the chance to climb out of bed, but her legs gave out and she collapsed onto the carpet.

She took a deep breath, bit down on her lip, and desperately crawled toward the door. Naked, she crawled out into the hotel corridor.

She knew it was humiliating, but she had no other choice.

That man was not human at all. If she stayed in the room, she would definitely die!

Xiao Miao noticed Perkins's movements but did not stop her. He continued speaking into the phone. "Sorry, it was our fault. Ms. Perkins got a little carried away. I'll remind her to keep her voice down."

After hanging up, Xiao Miao wrapped a towel around himself and stepped into the corridor. Perkins had only crawled three meters, leaving a trail along the floor.

Quite a few residents cracked their doors open and peered outside with guns in hand.

Xiao Miao slung Perkins over his shoulder and carried her back into the room. The Black assassin next door opened his door and gave Xiao Miao a thumbs-up.

Everything was understood without words.

(Three hours later)

[Skill level changes:]

[Riding lv6 → lv7]

[Agile First Finger lv6 → lv7]

Xiao Miao sat at the edge of the bed, overlooking the streets of New York. Seeing the system prompt, he nodded to himself.

As they said, heaven never fails those who work hard, and effort would eventually be rewarded. The ancients had not deceived him.

His diligence had earned the system's recognition. The increased skill levels were the best proof.

Snap!

After resting for half an hour, Perkins finally recovered enough to sit against the bed and light a cigarette, puffing out clouds of smoke.

Xiao Miao glanced at her. "Put it out. I don't like the smell of smoke."

His tone was calm, but Perkins instinctively shuddered and immediately stubbed out the cigarette.

Xiao Miao rummaged through Perkins's clothes and found several gold coins and bundles of U.S. dollars. He took one gold coin and ten thousand dollars.

"I'll take these as nutritional expenses."

Perkins rolled her eyes and grunted twice, not daring to say anything. That near-death feeling of being sent to heaven had been too terrifying. She had no desire to experience it again anytime soon.

Xiao Miao got dressed, took the elevator down to the first-floor front desk, and found Charon on duty. "Hello, do you have any commissions that could make big news... Wait, what kind of look is that?"