In Sumeru, pretend to be a scholar

“The school of thought doesn’t teach it, but the scholar must know it.” Erosham pursed her lips. “You don’t actually think Alheisen is a weak academic, do you?”

Wang Yan smirked.

When will I be able to hear "Erhesen is a weak academic" without laughing?

"As an epistemological scholar, unless you want to remain an introvert, you must have the ability to fight."

"Most of the younger generation nowadays prefer to hire gilded tour groups to go out for inspections. This method can only deal with general dangers. In case of an emergency, accidents are likely to happen."

"Therefore, in my view, whether they are scholars of the epistemological school or scholars of other schools, the most basic fighting ability is essential."

Estée Lushan said very seriously.

A hundred years ago, the scholars of the Academy of the Order in her time were all very capable fighters, even without the Eye of God.

To put it another way, even without the Eye of God, Erosanne dared to venture deep into the ruins alone.

That's why she thought of testing Wang Yan's combat abilities.

"Then, mentor, shall I go out now?" Wang Yan asked tentatively, feeling a little excited.

When he first transmigrated, he was terrified when he encountered a floating water mushroom beast, but now, facing a criminal gang, Wang Yan dares to step forward and give it a try.

All I can say is... the weight of knowledge brings peace of mind.

Of course, the most important thing is that Estée Lauder is by my side.

Erosan waved her hand, and the levitating He Yao multifaceted body flew to Wang Yan's side: "Wait a little longer, until it gets dark, then those people will probably make their move. You can go out then, and the He Yao multifaceted body will follow you."

"Aren't you coming along, mentor?" Wang Yan asked subconsciously.

Eros rolled her eyes at him: "I still have to organize the data of the ruins, I don't have time to play with you. He Yao is enough for me."

As soon as she finished speaking, He Yao flew around Wang Yan in a circle, then nudged her arm like a little pet, as if to tell her: I'm awesome.

(The one inside is the real thing)

The little thing is quite clever.

Wang Yan was not surprised by He Yao's multifaceted physical abilities and ability to understand human speech.

In fact, this is just a pseudo-intelligence, closer to the AI ​​before time travel, and not a true mechanical life form.

Erosan has a mechanical partner named Tamimi.

After Estelle disappeared without a trace, her family and friends firmly believed that she was still alive and searched for her continuously for more than 20 years until her death was imminent.

Later, they placed their hopes on Tamimi, who had not aged with time, giving it the ability to self-iterate and allowing it to continue searching for Falusan in their place.

In order to deliver their last letter to Erosson, who was lost in some unknown ruin, Tamimi used the parts he collected to constantly repair and modify himself. After decades of wandering, he eventually became the legend of the "Wanderer of Ruins".

After Falusan and Tamimi met, the mechanical companion finally gave out, completely lost its function, and entered eternal sleep.

In order to 'revive' Tamimi, Valusan conducted in-depth research on Abatui's Kakata.

The main focus is on researching the corresponding "regeneration mechanism," which is something that allows machines to self-renew and thus exist for a long time.

Of course, the reason why Valusan was able to study Kakata was because the parts that were replaced on Kakata's body were Tamimi's.

For Falusan, Kakata is also part of the continuation of Tamimi.

At the same time, Kakata's intelligence is also a major research target for Erosan.

Clearly, Erosson's research has yielded some results, and she has applied those results to her own illustrious multifaceted body.

Chapter 69 My and He Yao's multifaceted abilities are truly remarkable.

Wang Yan waited quietly in Falushan's room.

But if you look closely, you'll find that Wang Yan is not as calm as he appears.

His hand occasionally brushed over the crossbow he had made, inspecting the trigger mechanism and bolts, and occasionally glancing at the runes engraved on it.

It felt like a last-minute cramming session before an exam.

The sky outside the window had completely darkened, and the noise outside the inn gradually subsided, but this quiet made his heartbeat even clearer.

Erosian sat at the table, flipping through a stack of yellowed ruin sketches by candlelight, her expression focused and calm, as if all the disturbances of the outside world had nothing to do with her.

The multifaceted He Yao floated quietly between the two, its azure cube surface shimmering with a faint glow.

Time passed slowly in silence and waiting.

Wang Yan could almost hear the sound of his own blood flowing, and each breath seemed exceptionally long.

Just as he was secretly adjusting his mindset and trying to calm the turmoil in his heart—

"Fire!"

A piercing scream abruptly shattered the tranquility of the night, followed by more chaotic shouts.

"Attack! The inn is under attack!"

"Backyard! The backyard is on fire!"

"Quick, get some water! Stop them!"

The cacophony of voices, hurried footsteps, and the muffled thuds of collapsing wooden objects all blended together instantly, rushing in all at once.

The firelight shone through the window, casting flickering shadows on the room's walls, making the shadows appear menacing and leaping.

Wang Yan stiffened up almost reflexively and looked abruptly at Falushan.

Eros closed the documents in her hand, raised her eyes, her gaze calm and unwavering, and gave Wang Yan a very slight nod.

There was no hesitation, and no more words were needed.

Wang Yan took a deep breath, suppressing the last trace of unease in his heart, and whispered to He Yao, "Let's go!"

The azure cube turned gracefully, as if drawn by invisible threads, and swiftly flew to Wang Yan's side, maintaining a half-step distance. The light on its surface swirled faster, as if it too had entered a state of readiness.

Wang Yan flung open the door, revealing a corridor filled with smoke, where panicked travelers were pushing and shoving their way toward the main entrance.

He went against the flow of people, relying on his memory to rush towards the side door leading to the back of the inn.

The heat and the smell of burning grew stronger, and the shouts and clanging of metal became clearer.

Pushing open the slightly hot wooden door, the scene in the backyard instantly came into view!

Flames shot into the sky!

The hay and miscellaneous items piled in the corner had been set ablaze, and the raging flames greedily licked the roof of the nearby animal pen, with sparks rising along with thick smoke.

In the firelight, about a dozen guards were locked in a fierce battle with seven or eight burly bandits dressed in gilded turbans.

At first glance, the number of guards is superior, but the situation is not optimistic.

They were clearly divided into two groups: one group was desperately drawing water from the well in an attempt to control the fire; the other group was wielding knives and swords and fighting with the bandits.

It was this splitting of forces that left the guards struggling to cope.

The bandits were clearly well-trained and coordinated, using the chaos created by the flames to fight the guards, and for a time they even gained the upper hand.

Amidst the flashing swords and clashing blades, two guards were already wounded and lying on the ground, their screams drowned out by the even louder commotion.

Wang Yan's pupils contracted slightly, and his finger instantly pulled the trigger of the crossbow.

The multifaceted body leaned slightly forward to his side, emitting an even brighter blue light.

Without time to think, his gaze quickly locked onto a bandit who was brandishing a knife to force back two guards and was attempting to throw a torch to spread the fire.

With a single shot, the crossbow bolt, enhanced by wind element runes, transformed into a streak of azure light, instantly piercing the bandit's throat.

Fresh blood gushed from the wound, appearing particularly glaring in the flickering firelight.

The bandit's movements suddenly froze, and the long knife in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang." In disbelief, he clutched his neck and collapsed with a hoarse sound.

To Wang Yan's surprise, witnessing this bloody scene did not evoke the nausea or fear he had expected. Instead, a strange heat surged from his chest and quickly spread to his limbs and bones.

It wasn't a bloodthirsty excitement, but rather a sense of dread brought on by a surge of adrenaline, as if the body instinctively adapted to the bloody scene.

The intricate mechanism inside the crossbow emitted a subtle "click" as the crossbow string automatically reset under the power of the elemental fragments, and a new short arrow sprang out of the quiver and precisely locked into the slot.

Wang Yan barely paused; with a slight shift of his arm, he aimed the crossbow at another bandit whose back was turned to him.

However, the sudden death of his companion had alerted the remaining bandits.

Just as Wang Yan pulled the trigger, the bandit seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head and body to the side!

The crossbow bolt grazed his cheek, leaving a trail of blood before embedding itself deeply into the wooden post behind him.

The burning pain on the bandit's face filled him with both shock and rage, and his gaze instantly locked onto the direction from which the crossbow bolt had come!

"Over there! Someone's shooting arrows from the shadows! Take him out first!" The bandit who was almost hit shouted hoarsely, his voice sharp with shock and anger.

It must be admitted that this criminal gang is definitely a well-trained veteran.

Upon hearing the commotion, the bandit closest to Wang Yan immediately forced back the guard in front of him with a slash and then turned to pounce on Wang Yan.

He moved with lightning speed, rushing forward in a few strides. With the momentum of his charge, he swung his gleaming longsword fiercely at Wang Yan's head with the force of splitting a mountain!

The wind from the blade was chilling, carrying a heavy stench of blood and murderous intent.

Faced with this deadly attack, Wang Yan did not retreat or dodge. Instead, his heart sank, and he steadily raised his crossbow. The front of the crossbow was almost touching the bandit's chest. His eyes were calm as he pulled the trigger.

"Boom!"

The crossbow string vibrated, and the short arrow, enhanced by the [Swiftness] and [Penetrating] runes, transformed into a blur that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, shooting out and piercing the bandit's heart with unparalleled precision.

The bandit's charge came to an abrupt halt. He looked down at his chest, which was now stained crimson with blood. His pupils contracted sharply, his face a mixture of disbelief, despair, and near-death ferocity.

With his last ounce of strength, he continued the downward slash of his long sword, its trajectory unchanged, still carrying momentum as he viciously struck Wang Yan's head, attempting to take him down with him!

As the blade approached, Wang Yan could even feel its cold metallic aura, yet he felt no fear whatsoever.

At this critical moment, the multifaceted He Yao that had been quietly floating beside him suddenly shone with a bright blue light and trembled violently!

"Om-!"

A visible pale blue gale suddenly erupted from the center of the Heyao Multifaceted Sphere, rapidly spreading outward in a ring shape.

The fierce gust of wind not only struck the bandit's long knife with pinpoint accuracy, but also directly impacted the bandit's body.

With a sharp clang, the longsword was sent flying high into the air, while the bandit was struck as if by a heavy hammer. The sudden force sent him flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground several meters away. He twitched twice and then lay still.

Wang Yan watched this scene, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. Perhaps... he didn't need guards or himself; He Yao alone could handle these bandits on his own.

Seeing such a powerful elemental attack, the remaining six bandits who were fighting with the guards were also stunned and showed a hint of fear.

Although the commander's orders were to make a big scene and attract the warehouse guards to come back for reinforcements, but... in the current situation, continuing like this could lead to our deaths.

Doing bad things is okay, but you can't risk your life for them.

"That's enough, the fire's already started, let's retreat." One of the bandits shouted, forced back the inn's guards with a single blow, and turned to run.

The other bandits followed suit.

Some guards wanted to give chase, but seeing the surrounding fire, they could only grit their teeth and turn back to fight the fire.

Only Wang Yan glanced at the multifaceted He Yao still floating beside him, and then took off chasing after him.

If you don't chase after a max-level player carrying you through a dungeon, when will you?

Chapter 70 Six Kills and Two Assists

Wang Yan pursued relentlessly, his crossbow bolts firing continuously in the darkness.

Using the speed advantage enhanced by the runes, he successfully shot down two more bandits who were left behind.

The short arrow pierced precisely through one man's thigh and another's shoulder blade, the screams particularly piercing in the empty street.

Wang Yan wasn't worried about the ammunition. His crossbow was loaded with ten bolts, and he also carried three quivers with him, so he could switch them at any time. Therefore, he was very happy shooting.

The remaining four bandits, hearing their companion's cries of agony, were filled with shock and anger. One of them suddenly turned around, raised his knife to pounce, but in the firelight, he could clearly see the cube floating beside Wang Yan.

Just now in the backyard of the inn, it was this thing that unleashed that terrifying gale.

The thug with the knife hesitated, a flicker of fear crossing his face. He gritted his teeth and spat, "Don't turn back! Run! Meet the boss! The boss can definitely take care of him!"

The other three didn't answer, but simply lowered their heads even further and ran as fast as they could towards the warehouse area, their figures appearing and disappearing in the dim alleyway.

Wang Yan pursued relentlessly, firing his crossbow as he ran.