Entering the Chaos Town, Tinos!

"Jingle bell—"

A very rhythmic ringing sound came into Aeneas's mind.

It was precisely the Lottery System waking Aeneas up.

"Ooh—" Aeneas was exceptionally tired for some reason today, but the habit he had persisted in for so long also gave him extremely strong willpower; he could still overcome this bit of laziness, and after a hesitant crawl, Aeneas said to the Lottery System.

"Alright, alright, I'm already awake. Let's draw a prize first!"

"Congratulations to the host for drawing a Silver Reward, professional skill category: Beginner Cooking!"

Aeneas was still a bit drowsy at first, but upon suddenly hearing that he had actually won a silver reward, his mind instantly cleared up.

"It's actually a silver reward?" Aeneas was somewhat excited at first, but then he heard it was Beginner Cooking.

"Ah?" Aeneas was somewhat disappointed; he originally thought it would be a reward that could improve his strength, but it turned out to be merely a sub-profession skill. "Beginner Cooking, isn't that just cooking? Can this even be considered a silver reward?"

Aeneas's first silver reward was the Essence Breathing Technique, and its effect was self-evidently extremely prominent and useful!

Among the subsequent three silver rewards, the Fighting Technique was even stronger by a mile, letting Aeneas directly break away from the rookie tier and possess skilled combat abilities and techniques. The remaining two silver rewards were also very useful.

However, hitting the silver reward this fifth time did not seem very useful.

Aeneas was unimpressed, but he still honestly accepted all the inherited abilities of Beginner Cooking. Only after receiving all the memories did Aeneas gradually change his initial view.

So Beginner Cooking can also subtly improve one's physique through food, not through any precious ingredients, but purely through one's own culinary skills! Aeneas gasped. This can't be considered tasteless anymore; if this really works, then this Beginner Cooking is simply too useful!

Aeneas meant that the meals he cooked were not just for himself to eat—they could also be given to others to eat. In this way, not only himself, but even his partners could slowly become stronger.

"However, I surely won't be reduced to being a cook, right?" Aeneas harbored a tiny bit of dissatisfaction, which was that he didn't really want to honestly cook for others; he would much rather sit back and reap the benefits, letting someone else cook for him!

"Fine, fine. At least up until now, I still don't have a dedicated chef who can cook for me. I still have to rely on my own hands to be well-fed!" Aeneas sighed, then obediently went to the kitchen to prepare ingredients and make a big meal for himself.

While cooking, Aeneas would continue with his sword-swinging training.

Over the past year, he had gradually grown accustomed to this method of cultivation: waking up in the morning to prepare ingredients first and then starting his practice. Although his swordsmanship still lacked any specific moves and methods, all sorts of basic skills were already taking shape!

Once the basic skills took shape, the promise Obi-Wan had made to Aeneas back then could also be fulfilled.

"The sight of a single sword strike shattering the Immortal Vulture is still fresh in my eyes!" Aeneas swung his sword down, the sword wind sweeping out three to five meters. "I must learn that move; I can learn it when Uncle Obi-Wan comes back next time!"

Aeneas's recent actual combat training rarely used swordsmanship to fight; he mostly used his fists to resolve battles.

This was because Aeneas hadn't learned any swordsmanship moves yet, and trying to deal with either the Silverback Gorilla or the Terror Black Bear was still falling a bit short.

Aeneas finished his morning training, and also ate and drank his fill.

"Alright, this morning's cultivation can come to a temporary pause for now." Aeneas tidied up his gear, then stepped onto the old path he had walked countless times. "Time to set off for Tinos!"

Aeneas had long since looked out at the distant town of Tinos from the Hilrute Mountains, and all the routes in and out of the mountains were engraved in his heart.

Now, having finally completed the task assigned by Obi-Wan, Aeneas could walk into Tinos openly and aboveboard!

Tinos was the only town on this island and also a population hub, but the people who could live here were by no means soft targets; their backgrounds were either mountain bandits or pirates.

Currency transactions were also built on equal strength. If anyone weak dared to appear on the streets of Tinos, they would inevitably end up being looted of everything.

Wearing a hood, Aeneas tried his best not to draw others' attention. Coupled with his short stature, he was not easily noticed either—and just like that, Aeneas entered the "Chaos Town", Tinos.

Tinos truly lived up to its name as the "Chaos Town".

Everything here was completely different from Aeneas's memories in Dunkirk: there was no security defense guard force, no kind and friendly neighborhood residents, and no noisy, hawking marketplace vendors.

What existed were merely dim street corners, and the air was even suffused with a foul stench.

One could even sense rotting corpses amid the cracks of some streets; no one knew how long they had been dead, nor did anyone come to deal with the bodies.

These were the very first things Aeneas saw upon entering Tinos. The status of the people living on the periphery was extremely low, and they could be seen everywhere like worthless garbage.

Regarding the layout of Tinos, Obi-Wan had previously done some prep work for Aeneas so that he wouldn't be at a loss if he ever sneaked in one day.

However, Aeneas was not an easily excited child; his mindset was still that of an adult, so he didn't act too emotionally. Instead, he steadily improved his strength before entering Tinos.

Generally speaking, Tinos was divided into two parts: the core and the periphery. The core section consisted of some formidable families or factions—within the scope of Tinos, of course.

Together, they maintained the facade of peace and even specially hosted powerful pirates.

People would also come from afar by reputation, wanting to gather the outlaws here and then form a pirate crew to go out to sea together.

The ruffian factions of Tinos were countless, and people harboring the fantasy of going to sea were by no means few. Therefore, pirates frequently set sail from Tinos, among whom there was no lack of major pirates who became targets of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions in bounties.

Stephanie, the "Herbalist" whom Obi-Wan had met half a year ago, was one such example.

She came from a poor background, struggled at the very bottom of society relying on her own hands, and then rose to become a great pirate.

As for the periphery, it consisted of a large number of ordinary ruffians and thugs who were constantly hired and re-hired for small amounts of money or food, remaining perpetually stuck in the exploited class.

Most of the corpses Aeneas saw at the beginning also belonged to this status; no one would care whether they lived or died, since a continuous stream of people would still be born here or travel from afar from other islands.

It was precisely because Tinos lacked the management of a Marine branch, making it a pure lawless zone.

"Hey!" At this moment, a blunt and unceremonious voice suddenly rang out. "The shorty over there, stop!"

Aeneas stopped, his gaze narrowing.