I've Become the King of Villains in the Game

Chen Lun moved a wooden box and arrived at the fourth-floor attic of his small villa.

He placed the box in a corner of the attic and covered it with a black cloth.

Several similar boxes were already neatly arranged nearby, containing blunderbusses and some ammunition, all crafted by the team led by Connie.

There were already thirty to forty completed pieces. After the initial adjustments, along with Connie's guidance, the craftsmen had improved rapidly, and the team's efficiency had increased significantly.

Chen Lun had once handed a repeater flintlock gun to Connie for disassembly, but she had stated that she couldn't replicate it because it used some special materials and parts. Without blueprints, she couldn't manufacture it.

Chen Lun felt regret for a while, and finally, he could only sigh and comment that the Shelter's supernatural workshop was damn cunning with such a good security mechanism.

Then, he took out a pair of "Connie Number One", the first piece truly crafted. The previous prototypes had been taken back by Connie, as she had found several flaws and had improved them.

"These gloves, to a certain extent, are better suited to handle low Sequence Transcendents... Their lethal capacity is stronger than a regular firearm, comparable to a typical combat series [D-class Mysterious Object]."

"And I can mass produce these. This is indeed a great path to fortune," he mused.

Chen Lun stored them away as one of his trump cards.

After tidying up the attic, he planned to have his coachman take him to Pompey Manor to teach Rebecca.

Currently, it was almost certain that "Philip's Legacy" was not in the backyard, and Viscount Pompey seemed not to have got his hands on this "treasure", so Chen Lun decided to focus his efforts on rescuing Floey.

In this period, apart from Vigrey's probing, everything else had been calm, and he and Floey had moved back to his small villa.

With only a month left, time was of the essence.

He had pinpointed Vigrey, Viscount Pompey's adopted son, a [Sequence Eight - Gourmet] Transcendent, who was very likely Dolly himself.

However, the night after their encounter, Vigrey had left the Pompey Manor. According to the Viscount, it was because the military had urgently recalled him, interrupting his leave.

But Chen Lun silently doubted this explanation.

Clearly, Vigrey had decided not to stay at the manor after his probing attempt failed, avoiding conflict with Chen Lun. Now, this man was most likely hiding in the shadows, ready to strike a fatal blow at any time.

Baron Barnie, the Black Knife Brotherhood, now Vigrey and his so-called "Oil Paint Viscount", Chen Lun treated it as if being infested with lice, and overwhelmed in debt - one more problem didn't make a difference.

All these issues revolved around Pompey Manor, linked to that [Ominous] mission.

With the enemy hidden and him exposed, he was at a great disadvantage.

Chen Lun continued to build up his strength while awaiting the moment to counterattack.

"Recently, Connie has come up with some great stuff, and I've integrated two characteristics to develop a new skill... you'd better not let me catch you, or you'll have hell to pay!"

...

A few days later.

CLANG CLANG... WOO!

Polaris sat on the train, watching the scenery outside the window.

Their group had gone through struggles and hardships and had finally managed to board the train to the major city.

Leaving Emerald Town for the train station, they encountered four groups of bandits. The smaller groups had three to four robbers, while the larger ones had about a dozen.

If there were fewer enemies, they could fight desperately to kill one or two, but with more, they faced annihilation.

Lately, they had wisened up, fleeing immediately when the odds weren't in their favor. The bandits, encountering such prey, would chase them for a distance before giving up. Then, they would bypass that area and continue their journey.

On average, each person had died two or three times on the road; it was quite a challenging journey.

Fortunately, the Resurrection Point wasn't too far from where they died; otherwise, it would have been really nerve-wracking. This was the price of pioneering uncharted territories, but once they got through it, the future was bright.

DING DING DING!

"The next stop is Amber City platform! If you're getting off, hurry up! The stop will last only half an hour!"

A middle-aged man in a uniform and cap, ringing a small bell, reminded passengers along the aisle.

"We'll get off here in a moment. The next major city is even further, a five to six-day journey, and we don't have that much time,"

Horseman said, sitting across from Polaris.

Polaris and Su Keying nodded, indicating they understood.

The train soon arrived at the station, crowded with a throng of people carrying backpacks and suitcases.

After undergoing checks by police and Empire guards, Polaris and his companions were issued temporary identity cards, restricted to activities within the Outer City District.

Once out of the train station, Horseman asked about their next plan.

"We should split up to gather information more efficiently,"

Polaris, not used to taking orders, which was why he preferred to work alone than join any guild, agreed reluctantly.

"Then let's add each other as friends and stay in touch online if there's any news,"

The Horseman neither agreed nor disagreed, simply showing a face full of regret as he spoke.

After Polaris and Su Keying had added each other as friends with the group, both parties went their separate ways on the spot.

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"Those two fools really can be naive. By following us, they could have shared some internal information. Fighting alone in such a big city will definitely make it hard to move an inch."

The Horseman glanced at the two of them and laughed,

"Forget it, everyone has their own ambitions. When they regret it, they'll have to offer valuable information to exchange for our help."

He pondered for a moment, then tentatively asked,

"Speaking of which, what is the initial goal of your 'God's Love'?"

"What do you think, Brother Horseman? Our Three Major Guilds' think tanks all more or less have the same direction—first lay down an informational foundation to pave the way for the main forces to come."

Forget No Taboo chuckled lightly.

"Don't tell me your 'Hall of Valor' isn't doing this."

The Horseman laughed heartily, then patted Forget No Taboo on the shoulder.

"Of course, that's exactly it... So no need for me to say where we're headed next, right?"

"Let's go, find the big shots in the Outer City District, join them.

Although we can't get Supernatural Knowledge, it's a good place to establish a foothold."

Forget No Taboo said.

The three figures gradually disappeared into the distance.

Polaris and Su Keying stood outside the train station, discussing their next move. However, after a long while, neither of them had any clue.

"We can't possibly go back to manual labor, right? Isn't that the same as just switching places to work..."

Su Keying said, despondently.

"No choice, we don't have much money left. We might have to sleep on the streets tonight."

Polaris said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Su Keying suddenly became furious, her eyes widened.

"No way! I still want to find a place to take a bath... This game is too realistic, I feel like I stink!"

"That's great, you can record all these experiences to capture the harshness and realism of this world."

Su Keying rolled her eyes.

"Please, no one wants to watch the daily life of a beggar, okay?"

They chatted briefly, and seeing that it was gradually getting dark, decided to take a walk around first.

Unknowingly, the two arrived at Denton Street.

But they hadn't taken many steps before they encountered two patrolling guards.

"Hey! You two!"

The guards looked at their attire, a hint of contempt flashing in their eyes.

"Show your ID."

Polaris glanced at the guards' armor and shortswords, and obediently handed over the temporary identification they had gotten from the train station.

After the guards casually glanced at it, their eyebrows furrowed.

Clang!

One of them drew his shortsword on the spot, pointing it at Polaris and Su Keying.

"Your temporary ID has expired! Come with me to jail now!"

Su Keying was startled, and Polaris's heart sank.

He knew that these two guards saw them as newcomers and were planning to extort them.

Money could solve the problem, but the issue was they had no money!

If they were captured and kept in jail, this beta test would basically be blown.

"—What should we do?"

Su Keying sent a private message surreptitiously.

Polaris began to feel a slight headache.