Lord of the Mysteries

After borrowing an umbrella from CEO Huang, I decided to immediately leave the company and return to my rented apartment. I plan on testing out my new-found Assassin powers in what’s considered the safest environment.

I live in those old districts that haven’t been spruced up. I spend nearly an hour commuting via public transport. The place is filled with old and shabby houses. It’s completely different from the high-end buildings found in the new city districts. But living here is more convenient. Besides, the rent is quite cheap.

Since I’m clocked off on the dot today, and there wasn’t much of a delay during the journey back and forth, it’s still not yet six o’clock. Even if I settle my dinner near my neighborhood, I’ll arrive home before seven o’clock. It’s in line with the habits of a modern person. Therefore, I didn’t consider settling my dinner near the office. Instead, I rush to the bus stop with my umbrella.

This umbrella is colorful, and it has rabbit ears on it. It really isn’t suitable for a stealthy man like me… I look up and run out the door.

One has to bow when under the umbrella after all.

By now, the storm has gone on for about ten minutes, and the ground is beginning to pond. If it were in the past, I would’ve stepped into a puddle and stained my shoes and pants with dirt and mud. But now, my feet are deft, sharp, accurate, and each step is light—I manage to keep my pants and shoes clean in the rain.

As expected of an assassin… I glance at the bus stop that’s just a few feet away from me. Just as I’m about to cross the non-motor vehicle lane, I suddenly see a man walk past me without an umbrella or raincoat.

His hair is already wet under the heavy rain. His clothes cling to his body as they droop down, water streaming down continuously.

His image is so pathetic, yet his posture remains so relaxed. He isn’t running at all. All he does is keep his hands in his pockets as he strolls forward.

Impressive… Due to the rain and the dark sky, I’m unable to discern his face clearly. I only watch him walk past me.

Perhaps sensing my gaze, the man suddenly takes out a cigarette from his pocket and puts it in his mouth. He mutters softly, “Wimp.”

“…” I dig my ear with my empty right hand.

Who is he talking about?

Forget it, I won’t argue with a lunatic.

I’m in a good mood today.

I ignore the man, step up to the bus stop platform, and wait for my bus to arrive.

My luck isn’t bad. It takes about a minute before Bus 35 arrives.

out my travel card, I close

the beep, I suddenly

public buses can all be resolved through my cell phone… If I switch my door lock to a fingerprint one, I don’t even need to bring my keys with me. That’s what I call convenience…

after peak hour, there are still quite

lock is for me to have my own house… My fantasy is defeated

don’t know when I’ll be able to

to use the powers of an Assassin

it’s illegal. Although I’m a real, powerful assassin now, I can’t beat

against the law to break into houses and steal. Besides, other people don’t have their money dropping from trees, unless I can lock onto a

have agile footwork, nimble limbs, and eagle-like vision. How do I earn money with

Be a security guard?

a security guard earn

this kind of control over the body, my dancing will

through the possibilities, I suddenly feel

can’t

very least. It’s a medical miracle that can’t be bought even with millions… I exhale slowly and tell myself not

this moment, I

air-conditioning, but a coldness that

and look to the side, only to see that there’s no one

me that

a ghost? I can sense ghosts after becoming an assassin? I first widen my eyes and

I can see it,

abilities to

to act as if nothing had happened,

grows stronger, as if it’s getting closer and closer

look straight, but a

with a bluish-black face draws nearer and nearer to me. He leans to

nearly a minute before

the bus stops and the two doors open at

cold and terrifying aura

ghost reached its stop? Even ghosts use buses to travel? Amazing… I relax and have a better understanding of the

there are ghosts because I