Lincoln Zane covered his chest and looked shocked at the many burly men. It had only been a few minutes since he had entered the room. He inwardly sighed that the security system of the Heavenly Inn was indeed powerful.
However, he really didn't regret it. Even if he had to relive the moment, he would still strike first.
A burly security guard emerged from the crowd in an imposing manner. He scanned his eyes across the private room and finally fixed them on Lincoln Zane. He said menacingly, "Kid, how dare you cause a ruckus here? How did you muster such bravery?"
Feeling the other party's sinister gaze, Lincoln Zane was petrified. The intense murderous intent the other party exuded was more terrifying than ever. He unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat as beads of sweat slowly trickled down his forehead.
Instead of speaking, he simply stared at the burly man and remained cautiously on guard. He knew the burly man wouldn't go easy on him, so he was prepared to strike at any moment.
Lincoln Zane knew he couldn't win, but he would fight with all his might. He would rather die in battle than compromise.
Roland was delighted to see his acquaintance. "You, how do you manage your business here? Are you still expecting me to spend my money here in the future? Since I was beaten in your place, I demand an explanation."
"You," whose full name was Xavier, was a veteran. He was the current head of security at the Heavenly Inn. He was so cruel that he mercilessly killed all troublemakers.
"Mr. Roland, rest assured. I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer. Since you are seriously injured, you'd better go to my office first to dress your wound."
Xavier had a scar on his face that ran from his left forehead to his eyebrows, which looked terrifying. Even though he seemed to be conversing with Roland, there was certainty in his tone.
"Xavier, I don't need to worry about how you handle things. But I must first vent my anger."
Roland was not someone to be trifled with. Since he had someone to bolster his courage, he would not go easy on Lincoln Zane. It was his motto to avenge the slightest grievance. He picked up two wine bottles and wanted to smash them against Lincoln Zane's head.
Lincoln Zane's heart tightened as he knew he must not get hit. Otherwise, he would be doomed. He turned his head and dodged. As he dodged another wine bottle, someone pressed on his shoulder with great force, making him unable to move.
Xavier snorted and acted in an instant. When he saw that Lincoln Zane dared to resist again, he became even more angry.
Pow!
The wine bottle landed on top of Lincoln Zane's head with precision and shattered into pieces. Blood dripped down Lincoln Zane's forehead and onto the snow-white carpet, making it eye-catching.
Lincoln Zane groaned, burning with anger. However, the hand on his shoulder was like an iron clamp. No matter how he struggled, it was futile.
"Haha... Aren't you arrogant and audacious for hitting me? You are oblivious to the consequences. I can make you disappear from this world in a minute."
Roland smirked sinisterly. He picked up another wine bottle and smashed it against Lincoln Zane's head. Then, he stabbed Lincoln Zane in the stomach with the broken wine bottle. The sharp glass pierced through Lincoln Zane's thin T-shirt and deeply into his flesh, causing blood to spurt out.
"It hurts! It hurts terribly!" thought Lincoln Zane.
Lincoln Zane trembled slightly, feeling his nerves quivering. Although the pain was unbearable, he gritted his teeth and endured it. He didn't even make a groan.
At that moment, his clothes were soaked with blood, and his chest was severely mutilated. He looked more horrific than ever. He glared at Roland with his bloodshot eyes.
"How dare you stare at me?" Roland was furious. He picked up the broken wine bottle again and was about to stab Lincoln Zane again. However, Xavier stopped him.
"Alright, Mr. Roland, you've vented your anger. Hurry and dress your wound. It would put your life in danger if you were to be infected with tetanus," Xavier said categorically.
When Roland heard that he could be in danger, he was so frightened that he almost peed himself. He quickly dragged the stunned Ariana away. Ariana didn't even look at Lincoln Zane. It could be seen that she was born to be heartless.
After they left, only Lincoln Zane and several security guards were left in the private room.
Xavier threw Lincoln Zane to the ground as if he were throwing out garbage. He sat on the sofa with a devilish smile and said, "I admire your courage. You even dare provoke Roland. He could have easily killed you."
Lincoln Zane became limp and fell to the ground. As he had lost a lot of blood, he passed out. It happened so quickly that he was caught off guard.
Xavier had actually put a lot of pressure on him. Now that things had come to this, there was nothing to fear anymore. Even if he were to die, he would die with dignity. Fearless, he sneered and said, "It was nothing. If it were you, I believe you would do the same."
Xavier narrowed his eyes. He was somewhat impressed by the handsome young man in front of him. He could vaguely see his young self in Lincoln Zane. However, Xavier's duty did not allow him to have selfish motives.
......
Johnson waited anxiously outside the Heavenly Inn. Seeing that Lincoln Zane hadn't come out after more than ten minutes, his heart clenched. He got out of the car and rushed inside like a madman.
When he saw the security guards at the door of the private room on the second floor, Johnson's heart skipped a beat. He thought, "Oh no, something went wrong."
His friendship with Lincoln Zane was as deep as the sea. No matter how scared Johnson was, he rushed in without hesitation. Leaning on his huge stature, he overturned two security guards and rushed into the private room.
The scene before him made his flesh crawl. Several security guards were beating Lincoln Zane with batons, while the severely injured Lincoln Zane lay in a pool of blood. In an instant, Johnson's eyes turned red, and he rushed toward Lincoln Zane with a roar.
Pow!
Before the security guards could react, Johnson had sent them flying. They felt so dizzy as if they had been hit by a tank.
"You lunatic, are you okay?" Johnson cried out and supported Lincoln Zane with trembling hands.
"Ahem... You should leave now." Lincoln Zane opened his eyes with difficulty. He felt he couldn't hold on any longer, so he urged his best friend to leave and didn't want him to be involved.
"Oh, another daredevil. Beat him." Xavier was indeed furious. In the past, no one would dare cause trouble in the Heavenly Inn, but they kept violating its limits today. If Xavier didn't punish them severely, he would lose face.
After receiving the order, the security guards beat Johnson and Lincoln Zane with their batons. Anger was in the air. They were so cruel that they seemed to be trying to kill them.
"Hmph, troublemakers will spend the rest of their lives in bed or be buried in the ground. Since you are ignorant enough to cause trouble here," Xavier shouted.
Johnson threw himself over Lincoln Zane and took all the blows for him. In an instant, his body was full of wounds. His nose was bruised, and his face was swollen. The advantage of being a fat person could be seen, as he had strong resilience against attacks. Although he looked terribly injured, all were just superficial wounds.
Lincoln Zane's injury was so severe that he was in a daze. However, no one noticed that his jade pearl necklace had absorbed all the blood he had shed. A golden light flashed for a moment.
"Tu, please let us go. If my friend is not treated, he will die!" The sight of the unconscious Lincoln Zane made Johnson's face pale with fear. He pleaded bitterly.
Upon hearing his words, Xavier's expression became somewhat complicated. The strong camaraderie moved him, making him feel like he was watching his sincere comrades on the battlefield.
"Allez-y!" Xavier closed his eyes. Anyway, he couldn't let his best friend be in danger. He would never forget the scene of Lincoln Zane ignoring his own safety just to take on over ten thugs for him. As a result, Lincoln Zane was hospitalized for half a month.
Today, Johnson was no longer a coward. He could do anything Lincoln Zane could. Faced with death, he did everything. "Go! I'm not afraid!"
Xavier sneered and thrust his dagger toward Johnson's chest like lightning.
Lincoln's heart shook as he watched the scene before him
[Bleeding!]
[Bleeding!!]
[Bleeding!!!]
[Enough Bleeding Detected Subject has been treated with Injustice]
[Congratulations, Subject has awoken The Almighty System]
Just as the dagger was two inches away from Johnson's chest, someone with a bloody hand suddenly firmly grasped Xavier's hand. Xavier couldn't move his hand at all.
What happened suddenly shocked everyone. They were stunned when they saw whose bloody hand it was. Even Johnson was stunned.
Everyone was shocked by the pair of eyes. The blood-red eyes seemed to be raging with anger. It was strange and terrifying, sending chills down everyone's spines.
Everyone had complicated expressions on their faces. Some were terrified, some were uncomfortable, and some were incredulous!
Roar!
A roar like a beast suddenly resounded, and it was deafening. All the glass
objects in the private room shattered at once. Everyone was so scared that they all sat on the ground with pale faces.
"The awakening of the Almighty System? How is that possible?" Xavier shouted, his voice trembling with fear.When Johnson and several security guards heard the unfamiliar words, they were puzzled and confused.However, Xavier was no ordinary man. He knew secrets that ordinary people did not.In the West Coast, random people are mysteriously awakening a system in them, in grants them unimaginable power and money. He himself had been hoping he would be chosen by this system but he's been unlucky so farThere were rumours that you could buy the system with money but you'll have to meet with someone that already awoken it; those people are hard to find cause you don't know who has or has not awaken the systemAs for Lincoln Zane, he's sure they are now sworn enemies.At that time, he was seriously injured. He could do nothing as his best friend was being beaten, making him feel deeply helpless. Endless rage surged within him as a violent aura hung over his mind.The anger rushed into his
“What the hell was that?” Johnson exclaimed. He doesn't know if he should be scared or happy, either way, his friend just did something impossible. Well, not entirely impossible“I think you've just awoken the system. It's been going around these days. I heard it in in a brothel not long ago. There was this guy also…”Johnson kept on rambling as he was driving but Lincoln gave no response, he was fully occupiedAll of his attention is placed of the words in his sight that only he could see[Welcome to The Almighty System][Authenticating Identity…][Authentication Success: Lincoln Zane, 18, Student, Orphan][Introduction: The Almighty System requires you to complete missions, in return, you'll get unexpected rewards][Mission: Serve Justice. The more you serve justice, the more you get rewarded][Successfully defeated Xavier, reward has been sent to gift storage, open gift storage to collect them]The words in Lincoln's sight were written on a big white led screen, it has an arrow t
The fifteen minutes ride started taking forever in Lincoln's sight. He wanted nothing more than to get out of this car. He opened the system again and checked his chat but the guy hasn't replied“Can I run faster than a car yet?” Lincoln wondered “maybe not yet” he responded to himself and waited for the long ride to end. Not long after, the car parked in front of his house “Take care if yourself Johnson, I'll see you later” Lincoln rushed into his room and sat on his bed “Now, let's check you out”Lincoln opened the system and click on [Go to Mission].[To go to Mission you need 1 Transportation scroll][You can only use Transportation Scroll once per week][You have 1 Transportation Scroll, you can get more by completing missions][Are you sure you want to use 1 Transportation Scroll? Yes/No]Transportation Scroll? Where will it take me to?Lincoln was puzzled. He decided to know more about the system before he was transported to somewhere he'll die.Lincoln message another perso
"Please, I’ll give you anything you want! I will fulfill any request within my power!" Bolton promised him."Sir, please calm down. I have to know what’s going before I can be of aid," Lincoln tried to speak in a manner that matched his identity.In real life, Lincoln had not come across the detective genre.The memories he had gained through the key did not include investigating skills either.Therefore, at the time Lincoln could only imitate books and movies inspired from Sherlock Holmes.He had to imitate almost everything. The way he spoke, the way he moved, everything. It seemed to work on the businessman though.The man calmed down and continued, "Oh my, excuse my manners. I’m too anxious over this! Please understand that my daughter is missing, and as a father, I’m extremely worried," he apologized before he elaborated on the incident, "It was just yesterday morning that we discovered that Arya was missing from this very manor. I was with my wife here, and we asked the maid to
The wagon was traveling very fast.The wheels kept crashing on the ground while Lincoln and Bolton were shaking helplessly inside the cabin. Neither of them talked much.Bolton was worried about his daughter, and Lincoln was thinking about the Mission Worlds."Mission Worldss are created randomly!"Lincoln had asked Evilgenius how the underground game Mission Worldss were created, and Evilgenius had given him a verified answer.Then another question had come up.What if the Inmates entered this Mission Worlds without a skill akin to [Tracking]?The answer was obvious.It was all arranged accordingly at the beginning of the Mission Worlds.When Lincoln had realized this, he had already been on his way to Bolton’s manor on the horse wagon.It was not a free condition. Instead, it was ingrained into the game’s story.No matter what kind of Inmate entered the game, and what strengths or skill sets they had, they would automatically be in that state at the beginning of the story.If the In
"I’ll need to hear all the details, from beginning to end!" Lincoln requested as he looked at the simple description of the Sub Mission."Aren’t you looking for Bolton’s daughter? That prick treated every one of our officers like his own servants!" Johnny expressed his dissatisfaction with Bolton.He looked at Lincoln in disdain for a second, but he still revealed everything he knew about the case to him."The body was discovered by a drunkard near the train station just this morning. It had been left there like trash, dumped into a corner. I’ve came across a lot of evil men, but none of them would have treated a dead body like that!"As he spoke about the murder case at hand, Johnny looked frustrated. He mechanically lit up a cigarette, offering Lincoln one as well.Lincoln refused.He told Johnny that he had brought his own smoking pipe.There was no tobacco in it and Lincoln had no matches on him, but he still managed to convince John."Pipes are too messy for me, cigarettes are mo
Before the hand could reach Lincoln’s coat pocket, Lincoln grabbed it hard and twisted it.The sound of bones dislocating was heard.[Grasping: Overpowered Target by 2 Levels, Inflicted 20 Damage to Target HP, Dislocated Target’s arm...]"Let go! Let go! MY HAND!" the thief screamed in agony.In the face of sheer pain, the thief did not remember to hide his face. He just shouted with all his might, his body kneeling down due to the immense pain, snot and tears covering his face in an instant.The sudden shouts and change of events attracted the crowd’s attention.They even attracted the killer with the hostage and Carl, who had been confronting him.The killer was quicker than Carl though.He pushed the hostage straight into Carl’s face, preventing him from moving forward, and then swung his dagger around madly, pushing through the crowd.The crowd saw the crazy killer with the swinging dagger, and quickly moved out of his way.In an instant, a safe path was carved out through the cro
"Sister Mony!" the middle-aged guard greeted the woman with respect.Lincoln could tell that she had not earned that kind of respect because of her age or status as a sister."Leave it to me, Reek," the elderly Sister replied with a kind, warm smile."Yes, Sister!" Reek took a bow and walked away.As he passed by Lincoln, his eyes were full of warning.He did not go far though. He stopped just beside the school gate and stood guard there.Lincoln was sure that if he behaved inappropriately towards the Sister in any way, Reek would rush over in a flash and pull out his gun without a second thought.His immense awareness said it all."Reek has no hostile intentions. He is a responsible man, it’s just that at times he can be a little... reckless," the Sister explained to Lincoln with a kind smile.She had the same expression she’d had when she’d talked to Reek, as if Lincoln and Reek were the same person to her.Her attitude made Lincoln feel a little uneasy.He could not have done it, s
It was Zywane.Although there was a blood-colored pattern on his face, the structure of his head and his clothes allowed Lincoln to quickly recognize his hostile teammate.The blood pattern on his face gave Lincoln a very familiar feeling. Somehow it even felt a little cordial.Lincoln unconsciously stared at the pattern, his gaze suddenly making it come alive.It was wriggling and crawling around like a blood-colored snake, and moving like one too.The bloody snake raised its head and started hissing at Lincoln with its tongue out.Lincoln’s eyes opened wide in shock . The snake’s head had appeared in front of him out of thin air, its tongue close to Lincoln’s lips. A strong repulsed sensation flooded Lincoln’s heart, as if he had eaten something utterly disgusting. It was actually even worse than that.Lincoln quickly grabbed the snake’s head, feeling how slippery it was between his palms.He wanted to toss the snake away or just crush the creature’s head.Contrary to Lincoln’s expe
The window had a wooden frame and glass embedded on it, and the sunlight shined through the transparent glass, shedding light inside.The warm sunlight expelled the cold and darkness all around it. Countless formless souls were swarming the third floor, but none of them went near the staircase window. It was like their nemesis was hiding there.There was nothing there but sunlight. Sunlight! They were afraid of sunlight. Lincoln realized it in an instant, and after rolling to dodge their attack, he used both his hands and legs to jump towards the window.The formless souls tangling with Lincoln had noticed his intention and they let out a screech, flying towards him once again.This time, the formless souls threw themselves at him faster. Lincoln was only two meters away from the window when the souls caught up with him. Not waiting for Lincoln to roll away again, they appeared before him one after the other from beneath the floor.They could pass through walls? Lincoln was shocked as
The hot sensation on his chest made Lincoln turn on his [Tracking].He knew why the [Knitted Talisman] was emitting heat.[Attributes: When a ghost type enemy appears within a 5-meter radius, it will give you a warning!]The description on the item window had stated as much clearly.Lincoln’s vision had turned to revealing mode following the activation of his [Tracking], but he could not see any white tracks, red blood or black gun residue. All he could see was a shadow.It was blurry and only partially visible, but it was heading straight for Lincoln.Lines of sparks appeared around Lincoln’s [Lightning Tiger’s Finger]. Without holding back, Lincoln punched the monster hard.Bang!Lincoln’s punch landed accurately on the black shadow. The feeling was like hitting a gunny sack, and the sound was similar too.The shadow that rushed towards Lincoln shivered with high speed after it was attacked .A scream of agony was heard before the shadow was shredded to pieces and disappeared into t
Jack looked at Lincoln incredulously. He could not believe his eyes.According to his calculations, Lincoln should have been fully occupied grieving for his friend’s death.Why would he be there?The questions on his mind were evident on his face and doubtful gaze."What are you saying, Mr. 2567? What do you mean it’s me? I don’t understand. I am here because I was worried Old Tom’s accomplices would take advantage of this chance and kill him!"Jack looked at Lincoln with a puzzled look, his tone even more doubtful than before.Lincoln slow-clapped. Even though he had confirmed his theory, he really had to give it to Jack. He was a remarkable actor. This was an Oscar-worthy performance."If you don’t understand, you can take a look at this."Lincoln took out the two pieces of paper."What’s this? The paper from the old master thief? That old f*g!"When Jack saw the two pieces of paper in Lincoln’s hand, his ordinary, kind face suddenly turned vicious.He did not try to explain any fur
The unexpected discovery had made Lincoln delighted in an instant.He could not wait to find a secluded place and see what was on the crumpled piece of paper in his pocket.The guard who had knocked down the old master thief came ranting towards Jack."Jack, if you have time to explain useless information, why don’t you come over here and give me a hand? The Warden took too many men from my team, I’m short on manpower!" the guard said as he signaled for Jack to help him."But the Warden has asked me to-""I think the Warden would not object to you helping me."Before Jack could finish, he was cut off by the guard, who was looking at Lincoln deliberately, as if he wanted to make things awkward."I suppose the good sir here would not mind as well?" he said."Of course not," Lincoln said, smiling under the stare of the two guards.He could not wait to see what was inside that paper, so he did not object."Very well. Then follow this corridor straight to the end. You can exit through the
Words...No. To be precise, there was a combination of symbols and pictures before Lincoln.The blood formed two big circles, one inside the other, an inner one and an outer one. In the middle, there was an abstract drawing that looked like a scorpion.Lincoln was not completely sure that it was a scorpion. As a matter of fact, he could not even tell if it was a real symbol or picture that was formed by the blood stain.As for the words?Lincoln had never seen any words like these before. At least not that he knew of."What are these?"Lincoln looked at the gap between the two big circles. There were even more symbols there.The line started with a pentagram and ended with an upside down pentagram. By Lincoln’s calculations, there were about 41 of them.It wasn’t that Lincoln couldn’t be bothered to count them precisely. It was just that the symbols were too alien and complicated, and he could not tell whether they were mixed together forming one meaning, or if they were combinations
Old Tom was unconscious in the infirmary on the third floor. The passageway that led to the cells was also on the third floor.These two reasons were enough for Lincoln to want to visit the third floor again and Jack accompanied him there.He would have preferred to go alone, but once he thought about the cameras in the corridors, he frowned.Even with his Pro Level [Undercover] Skill, he still would not have been able to move freely. He was not invisible after all.The arrangement of the guards had been changed as well, because the Warden wanted to catch Old Tom’s accomplices.Two guards were standing there without the slightest hint of a smile on their faces. They inspected everyone that set foot on the third floor, hoping to catch the culprits.Looking at the new arrangement, Lincoln shook his head in silent disagreement. He doubted that this method would lead to the arrest of Old Tom’s accomplices.Not the very men who had caused all that chaos back there and succeeded in luring t
"Welcome to Nithra, everyone. I’m Warden Sherko."When he entered the room, the Warden welcomed everyone like a host would their guests.Unlike the cold, arrogant Deputy Warden’s welcome, the Warden was smiling a lot. However, his smile did not look sincere. It felt like just a show that he had to put on.His tone became more official as he started telling them more."Nithra is not big, and I am responsible for a lot of things around there, so I could not receive you when you first arrived. I am really sorry about that.""Especially after this recent incident. My anxiousness really got the best of me."Warden Sherko opened his speech with an apology before he started to explain why he had hired Lincoln and his team and invited them to the island."Everything started a month ago. I believe Payne Prax is a familiar name to all of you. He was the leader of the infamous Hermetic Praxis Order, a sadistic psychopath with a personality disorder, who caused the suicide of over a hundred peopl
As the old doctor came out of his office, the Warden, who had been waiting for him on the third floor outside the infirmary, swarmed him questions."Dr. Fenkes, how is he?"After Lincoln had performed first aid to help Old Tom, they had rushed him to the infirmary and allowed Dr. Fenkes to perform emergency treatment on him."He’ll live, but he’s still out cold," the old doctor said, letting out a long breath.As the only doctor at the prison, Dr. Fenkes knew that the odds of Old Tom surviving were not particularly good.Death was Old Tom’s best option now, but that was not for him to decide. He was just a doctor after all. All he could do was carry out his duties to the fullest."Good, very good. As long as he’s alive, it’s all good. If he dies, I’ll have no way to locate his accomplices!" Warden Sherko said with a vicious expression. Warden Sherko was not an idiot. The fact that he had become the Warden of the facility was proof enough of his intelligence. He had been the fastest to