Lincoln was crawling, struggling to get to his feet. He felt like his body had been broken into pieces. Although he had tried his hardest to put a long distance between him and the explosion, he had still been caught in the shockwave and sent flying.He felt like all his joints had been dislocated, and his HP had dropped by about 50 points.If it was not for his III Rank [Constitution] and his 200 HP, that shockwave alone may have gotten him into [Moderately Wounded] status.It had all been worth it, though. Lincoln took a deep breath and checked his mission bar.[Sub Mission: Crazy Marx (Completed)]Lincoln had never even seen the guy. The underground gangster boss had died in the explosion."Lincoln! Lincoln!"A series of cheers came from afar.Lincoln managed to get up on wobbly feet. He waved at Cooper, who was coming for him, signaling that he was okay."You crazy son of a bitch!" the Deputy said honestly before he sent two of his men to help Lincoln down from the roof.The men d
Lincoln believed that there were things that he foresee, and so did Johnny.Johnny might know better than him too.After all, Lincoln had just arrived at this place, and he was just a detective, while Johnny was a native. He was of a higher status and held a more important position among the citizens.Natives. That’s what Evilgenius had said that the other veterans had nicknamed the Locals of the system.Apparently, it was because of the realism of the characters.Lincoln was fine with that nickname. Although he was not quite used to it, but he believed that the realism would eventually grow on him."What should I do?" Johnny redirected the question at Lincoln, but Lincoln did not need an answer anymore.Johnny had been hiding his rage under that rugged look of his, but he was done doing that.Although the Chief Officer had kept silent before, that still did not mean that he was going to back down.He still had a sense of justice, and he would never allow such things to happen."Those
It was midnight at the St. PatrickSchool.Sister Mony had sent Lincoln outside the church and asked him to board her personal horse wagon. The wagoner was Security Captain Reed.Reed seemed very unwilling to serve Lincoln, but he could not disobey Sister Mony’s order.He just wanted the task to end quickly. As soon as Lincoln had gotten on the wagon, Reek swinged the whip in his hand.With a clear noise, the horse wagon started to move, slowly disappearing into the night fog.When it was out of sight, Sister Mony turned around and went back inside the church.Her Guardian Knight was hiding behind the shadows of the candles, remaining vigilant.After ten seconds, Guntherfield came out of the shadows."Just as Lincoln said, those scoundrels have been spying on the school the entire time. They might have used binoculars with extra long vision or night vision. Those scoundrels sure are bold!" Guntherfield shrugged coldly after he finished his words."Now their attention must be directed a
The possibility of acquiring a Skill Book had sparked Lincoln’s interest, but he had not forgotten his original goal.He used a rope to tie the invader onto a chair, and then got a mug of cold water from the bathroom and splashed it onto his face.The cold water woke the invader up in an instant. His mouth was stuffed with the cover he had been wearing, so he could not scream. He could only make awkward sounds.Considering they were not in the middle of nowhere, Lincoln did not want to attract the attention of the neighbours.The invader opened his eyes wide and looked at Lincoln blankly.Lincoln did not explain why he had knocked him out."Who else is with you? Where are the others?" he got straight to the point.Then he took the dagger and pressed it against the invader’s left pointing finger, cutting a line into it. He had left the invader’s hands purposely untied so he could use his interrogation method on him. After Lincoln had cut the finger, he removed the gag from the invader’
Lincoln left his place and rushed to the police station. He needed to know whether the place where Marx had been blasted to hell had a secret passage or not.If there really was a secret passage, it would confirm his wild theory. Of course, Marx might have had a different use for the secret passage, but Lincoln needed to verify this himself.The station was not far from his place. Although they were on the same block, one was on the north side and the other on the south side.Lincoln ran as fast as he could and within twenty minutes, he could already see the station.He did not enter it right away though. The existence of that Evan guy had made him more vigilant.Although his theory had yet to be confirmed, if he was right, Evan’s deliberate plan to get his hands on the millennium treasure must have been thorough. Whether that was Evan’s identity or his secret plans, it was not something someone like Lincoln, who had just entered the System world, could comprehend.His secret plan cou
The night flew by as Lincoln and Guntherfield went about their business.Before sunrise, Lincoln made a promise to Guntherfield and told him to return to the school.Lincoln went back to his apartment and cleaned up the place before picking up the Skill Book from the floor. It was the one that had dropped off Swarko. Locals were unable to see or touch Skill Books.[New Skill Book Discovered: Lockpicking][Do you wish to learn it?]"Yes!"[Skill Learned: Lockpicking][Name: Lockpicking (Basic)][Related Attributes: Agility, Intuition][Skill Type: Ancillary][Effects: Able to pick simple locks with a hair pin, steel wire and screw driver][Consumes: Stamina][Prerequisites: None][Remarks: Make sure there is no one around when you pick the lock!]...Once again, knowledge was transferred into Lincoln’s mind. Lincoln automatically grabbed one of the lockpicking tools. He felt the edge of the hairpin with his finger. It was so familiar, it made Lincoln smirk.Although he had been through
Guntherfield’s teaching was straightforward. There were no rituals or initiation involved like Lincoln had imagined.Guntherfield just demonstrated three simple stances.Sit, Lie, Walk.Sit was the way one held their lower body in a hollow sitting stance; Lie was lying down and relaxing your body and mind like a baby; and Walk was stepping onto the ground with the whole foot, including your toes.Guntherfield explained every stance and move deliberately. He even explained some details repeatedly."It’s only small details, but it is these small details that make the true quintessence of the body tempering art. During the hollow sitting stance, your spine must be straight and still. When you lie down, remember to relax your breathing and prolong it. Your body must relax like a baby’s. When you walk, your toes must touch the ground. Each time your toes touch the ground, there will be a small wave of vibration building up and spreading through your whole body!".....[Guntherfield wants t
A book half the height of a human being and as heavy as a ton was placed on a special book holder by Lincoln for reading purposes.From time to time, Lincoln would turn and take notes.Surrounding him were hundreds of copies of books.They were left on the ground by the book case, but they were not damaged. Lincoln was handling them delicately.He was not one to simply destroy books. Besides, he had made a deal with the librarian. He could access all the books in the underground library as long as he made sure not to damage them.Otherwise, despite the letter he had from the station, he would still be kicked out of the library and have to pay compensation for any damages he had caused.For the past week, Lincoln had been well-behaved. He might not have been returning the books to their original racks, but he was exhausted from reading, his eyes looking very red in contrast with his pale face. No one could blame him.Considering he had not gotten enough rest in a week, how could anyone