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.

card, I close the umbrella

beep, I suddenly feel a little

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

due to the heavy rain and that it’s some time after peak hour, there

is for me to have my own house…

I don’t know when I’ll be able to afford a house if I don’t get

can’t help but wonder how to use the

assassin missions? No, it’s illegal. Although I’m a real, powerful assassin now, I can’t beat bullets.

houses and steal. Besides, other people don’t have their

nimble limbs, and eagle-like

Be a security guard?

how much can a security guard

dancing? With this kind of control over the body, my dancing will

possibilities,

miracle to fall from the sky, yet I can’t use

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

this moment, I suddenly feel a

the air-conditioning, but a coldness

the side, only to see that there’s

me that

I first widen my eyes and carefully observe.

ghost realizes that I can see

not have abilities to

try to act as if nothing had

chilly feeling grows stronger, as if

look straight, but a

bluish-black face draws nearer and nearer to me. He leans to my ear and blows his breath on my face to

a minute before it

the two doors open at the same

and terrifying aura

I relax and

not surprised that there are ghosts because I have become an Assassin. Everything is