F-class thief? Sorry, I can steal anything.

Chapter 209 Preparations Before Departure: Let's Set a Small Goal First

Black Gold Chamber of Commerce.

Wang Fugui was completely dumbfounded after hearing Chen Yifan's arrangements for the next step.

"Watch a play? What play?"

He felt that his mind could no longer keep up with Chen Yifan's pace.

The situation is extremely urgent, everyone else is sharpening their knives and preparing for a major battle, and you, on the other hand, have already started your vacation mode?

Chen Yifan didn't explain, he just smiled.

"Don't rush."

For the next three days, Chen Yifan truly kept his word.

He seemed to have completely forgotten the life-or-death "game" that happened three days later, and his daily life was as regular as that of a retired cadre.

I slept in until I naturally woke up in the morning, then went to the Black Gold Merchant Guild's top restaurant, ordered a table full of the most expensive psionic food, and feasted to my heart's content.

In the afternoon, he took Wang Fugui and Lin Xiaoyu to the entertainment area inside the Chamber of Commerce to play games, watch movies, and even tried out a holographic simulated skydiving experience.

Their relaxed and carefree demeanor made Old K, who was in charge of receiving them, twitch his eyelids and start to have doubts.

Is this guy just incredibly carefree, or is he truly fearless?

At first, Wang Fugui was extremely anxious and restless.

But after two days, they were also swayed by Chen Yifan's "the emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is" attitude.

Never mind, if the sky falls, someone taller will hold it up.

If even ordinary people aren't afraid, why should I be?

So he completely let loose, eating greasy food and having a great time every day.

Only Lin Xiaoyu remained vigilant.

Although she accompanied the two of them, she spent most of her time silently studying the book, "The Forbidden Fragments of the Druids."

She could sense that Chen Yifan's calmness was not feigned.

That was a kind of confidence that came from having everything under control.

He is waiting.

He was waiting for a "surprise" that he had long anticipated and was sure to come.

Finally, on the last night before departure.

A "surprise" has arrived.

Old K knocked on Chen Yifan's door, his expression more solemn than ever before.

"Mr. Chen, something has happened."

His voice was very low, even carrying a hint of barely perceptible...excitement?

"Oh?"

Chen Yifan was leaning back on the sofa, leisurely watching an old movie. Upon hearing this, he didn't even turn his head, but simply responded with a faint "yes".

"Just half an hour ago," Old K said quickly, "our informant in the European branch sent word."

"Alice the Phantom is dead."

"What?!"

When Wang Fugui, who had followed along, heard this news, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Alice the Phantom!

That illusionist who was highlighted as extremely dangerous?

One of them is already gone before the fight even starts?

"How did he die?"

Chen Yifan finally pressed the pause button, turned his head, and looked surprised.

"Assassinated."

Old K's eyes gleamed with shrewdness.

"The person who did it was another successor candidate within the European branch. He bribed Alice's bodyguard and attacked her from behind while she was meditating, killing her instantly."

"The most exciting part is..."

A cold smile curled at the corner of Old K's mouth.

"The assassin committed suicide by poison immediately after succeeding in the attack. Now, the European branch is in complete chaos because of this. Everyone suspects that other branches were behind it, and there is mutual suspicion and tension."

Wang Fugui was stunned.

This is fucking more exciting than a movie!

Before even reaching the battlefield, their own people are already fighting each other?

"interesting."

Chen Yifan stroked his chin and nodded.

It seems...

The water was much deeper than he had imagined.

"That's not all."

Old K seemed to enjoy Chen Yifan's reaction and continued to drop bombshells.

"Just now, the Japan branch also sent a message."

"Onizuka Ryuichi had his right arm severed by a single sword strike while challenging a reclusive master swordsman. Although he survived, his strength was greatly diminished, and he has withdrawn from the game."

Wang Fugui: "..."

He no longer knew what expression to wear to face this series of fantastical events.

again!

Another top player who was highlighted left the stage before the game even started.

Is this a coincidence, or...?

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Chen Yifan.

Chen Yifan's face remained calm and composed.

He simply picked up the water glass on the table, took a sip, and then said calmly:

"It seems there are still some smart people out there."

Old K's pupils contracted slightly.

What does that mean?

Could it be that all of this was within his expectations?

But thinking about it carefully, is that true?

Since Mu Wanqing was able to obtain that list, the successors of the other branches could naturally obtain it as well.

Facing a monster like Thor whose strength is overwhelming, as well as several other tough nuts to crack.

The best approach is not to confront each other head-on in the game.

Instead, they use off-the-board methods to eliminate these biggest threats before the game even begins!

Assassination, sowing discord, conspiracy, trickery...

An invisible war had already begun the moment they received the list.

Chen Yifan had been waiting from the very beginning.

Just wait and see how cruel this so-called game really is.

If that so-called qualification is particularly important to those branch successors.

There will always be someone eager to clear away the obstacles.

"Now, the biggest threat on the list is only Thor."

Old K's voice already carried a hint of seeking advice.

"No."

Chen Yifan shook his head, stretched out his finger, and pointed in the air.

"The biggest threat has never been the people on the list."

"But those... who weren't on the list."

Old K's heart skipped a beat.

"You mean...?"

"Alright..." Chen Yifan stood up, stretched, and said, "Please tell Chairman Mu that we'll be leaving on time first thing tomorrow morning."

Tell her about this game...

He turned back, looked at the deep night sky outside the window, and said softly:

"We've got this in the bag."

After Old K left, Wang Fugui was still in a state of extreme shock and could not recover for a long time.

He looked at Chen Yifan, opened his mouth, but only managed to utter one sentence.

"Fanzi, how...how can you be so confident?"

"You've narrowed your perspective." Chen Yifan patted him on the shoulder. "This isn't confidence, it's a thorough understanding of my own abilities."

That's right!

He seemed to be playing around for those three days.

Actually it is not.

After entering the unorthodox path, his way of improving his strength was no longer simply by leveling up.

Although, it relies on the rules under the [World Engine].

He can quickly cultivate unorthodox methods.

But this does not mean that his unorthodox path has come to a standstill.

"By the way, make sure you complete all the necessary preparations before you set off."

"Fatty, your task is to find a way to get closer to this bone and see if you can cause some 'bloodline awakening'."

"Xiaoyu," he said, looking at Lin Xiaoyu, "understand as much of this book as you can. I don't expect you to master it immediately, but at least, you should be able to learn one or two new tricks."

Finally, he weighed the strangely shaped demonic knife in his hand.

"As for me..."

Let's set a small goal first.

"For example, teach these 100,000 talkative people how to sing 'Conquer'."