Chapter 2
features a very humane cheat system.
Chapter 2 features a very humane cheat system.
Let's go back three minutes.
Allen easily found a power outlet and took out the nurse's cap and hair clip that he had taken from Catherine earlier.
"I fear not being crushed to pieces, but only wish to leave behind a pure reputation in the world."
Then, it was resolutely and decisively inserted into the empty slot.
Snapped!
A flash of lightning, and then everything went black.
Arkham Asylum experienced a power outage, and Allen successfully blew the fuse on the transformer.
"The host has activated the full-class system. Currently, the available classes are Warrior, Thief, and Archer. Once the first class reaches its maximum level, a second class can be created."
"Selection timed out, random assignment in progress."
"Congratulations, host, on choosing the rogue class."
The following timelines are available for selection.
"The forces of justice: S.H.I.E.L.D., the Eye of the Storm, and the All-Seeing Department."
The Evil Factions: Hydra, the Hand, and the League of Assassins.
"Selection timed out, random assignment in progress."
"Congratulations, host, on choosing the Assassin's Guild."
Allen accidentally activated his cheat ability, but he was completely unaware of it throughout.
At this moment, Arkham's backup power was restored, but Allen had already disappeared.
Hiding in the dean's office, Quixey Sharp went through the surveillance footage, carefully checking it over and over again, cold sweat involuntarily dripping from his temples onto his shirt.
Dean Quissie knew very well that the reopening of Arkham Asylum was not a decision initiated by Commissioner Gordon.
The so-called imprisonment of mentally ill criminals is just a blatant lie to cover up the truth; the real purpose is to monitor and record Allen at all times.
His trembling hand dialed a phone number.
"Frey, the target has disappeared."
After giving a brief report, Quixey dialed another number: "Amanda..."
……
Amidst the snow-capped peaks stands a quaint, oriental-style building.
This place is one of the many training bases of the Assassin's Guild, which recruits orphans from all over the world and trains them into cold-blooded killers.
This base is covered in ice and snow all year round and is used solely for training adult assassins and warriors in various physical and martial arts skills.
Ninja Master Lei Xiao Augu, dressed in a long robe, solemnly and seriously spoke to the crowd about his ideals of justice.
"Throughout history, wars have raged throughout the world, and you are all victims who have lost loved ones in these wars. The purpose of my Assassin's Guild is to end all forms of war and to establish a just nation where no one will lose loved ones to war. You will be the judges, personally bringing to justice the culprits who started these wars..."
Indeed, the Assassin's Guild specifically adopts war orphans to facilitate their ideological shaping and brainwashing from a young age, ensuring their unwavering execution of assigned tasks.
He always saw himself as the embodiment of justice and regarded the Ninja Master as his spiritual mentor and leader.
"The boss is right."
clap clap clap...
An untimely round of applause suddenly broke out.
In the first row, a man with a hole cut out of his mouth from his mask claps his hands up and down, imitating a gorilla clapping.
That's right, he is Eren who traveled through time.
"Boss, I will definitely become the man who silently supports you from behind."
As Allen spoke, he nudged Nisha and Talia with his elbows, signaling, "Give us a reaction. Boss was speaking so vividly that I almost believed him."
Talia glared at her fiercely, then gave Nisha a reproachful look.
Nisha looked helpless and was filled with regret.
The incident started three days ago; she shouldn't have picked up this madman from the snow. Then, the tone of the Assassin's Guild suddenly changed.
"Why cut a hole in the mask?" Lei Xiao Aug asked, frowning.
He had lived for hundreds of years, and his mind was already calm and undisturbed, but now he wanted to stick his sword into the other person's mouth and crush his tongue, so that he would never be able to speak again.
"Report, I can't breathe."
"Then you won't take off your mask."
"I want to maintain a bit of the mystique surrounding righteous people."
I'm so stupid, really.
Knowing that he is not normal, you shouldn't ask stupid questions, or even say another word to him.
"Nisa, you brought him back, so you're in charge of training him."
Lei Xiaoao emphasized the last three words.
No one knows a father better than his daughter, and Nisha understood immediately: "Father, I understand."
The meaning is simple: train Allen hard so that he will give up and choose to leave on his own.
Why not take matters into your own hands and resolve this quickly? Lei Xiao Augu has been brainwashing his members, portraying us as a righteous organization, and how could we do something that harms innocent people?
Moreover, he is a disabled person and should be given assistance.
"Come with me."
Nisha walked ahead with a sullen face, while Allen skipped and hopped behind.
"Sister, they won't be jealous if you train me alone, will they?"
"Sister, won't they be jealous?"
"Sister, they don't want to hit me, do they?"
"How scary! Unlike me, I only feel sorry for my sister."
Alan's smug and sleazy manner infuriated Nisa, who clenched her fists so tightly her nails dug into her flesh.
In the distance, Talia looked on with schadenfreude, and suddenly found Eren particularly pleasing to the eye.
The two sisters are the daughters of the Assassin Master. They grew up in the Assassin's Guild and underwent the same training. Their goal is to succeed the Assassin Master, which naturally creates a competitive mentality. They are happy whenever the other suffers a setback.
Martial arts training room.
Nisha tossed her a bamboo sword and said solemnly, "From today onwards, I will teach you various martial arts techniques until you become a true martial artist, or until you can't persevere and choose to give up."
Allen picked up the bamboo sword, placed it at his waist, and struck a pose. He looked up at the snow-capped mountains outside the window at a 45-degree angle, his eyes filled with loneliness and solitude, as if a solitary swordsman was reminiscing about his past life.
Nisha frowned, wondering what was going on this time.
The world of the mentally ill is unpredictable; one second they're acting all innocent and manipulative, the next they're aloof and arrogant—there's simply no pattern to it.
"Now that things have come to this, I can no longer hide it."
Allen sighed and said to himself, "I once cleaved through eternity with a single sword, blocking all enemies of the heavens. Since then, I have sheathed my sword for countless years. Do you really want me to make a move?"
Nisha's lips twitched involuntarily; she vaguely sensed that she was losing control of her emotions.
Your sword can cleave through eternity.
I'll break your ribs with one sword.
Nisha urged impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense and attack me."
"Since it cannot be avoided, I have no choice but to use my proudest ninjutsu."
"Ninjutsu?"
Allen explained in a serious tone, "I once traveled the world and passed through a place called the Hokage Village. I learned a powerful ninjutsu there, but I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."
"Heh... show me what you've got."
Ninjutsu is a type of martial art that actually exists, and the Assassin's Guild has collected quite a few so-called ninjutsu techniques.
When Nisa mentioned ninjutsu in front of her, she thought it was a joke.
"Be careful."
Allen gave a reminder, then took a deep breath, as if gathering his strength to unleash a full-force attack.
Seeing this, Nisa gripped the hilt of her sword tighter, her eyes revealing caution and seriousness, and she couldn't help but doubt the authenticity of the ninjutsu.
"I need to use the restroom first."
Ultimate Ninjutsu Technique: Shit Release - Can't Hold It Anymore.
Without a word, Allen turned and walked outside.
"Come back here, you bastard."
Nisha roared in anger, this guy was insulting her intelligence.
(End of this chapter)