Courtyard House: Home Alone

"I'll put 3 of these 5 skill points into Agility and 2 into Strength!" Lin Yifan said without hesitation.

Having just dealt with that group of Japanese soldiers, he deeply understood the importance of speed and strength. Especially when it's necessary to quickly eliminate the enemy and avoid exposure, increased agility and strength can bring a huge advantage.

"Skill points -5, Agility +3, Strength +2. Current Agility is 16 points, Strength is 19 points."

A warm current, much stronger than before, instantly surged through Lin Yifan's entire body. This time, the sensation was no longer faint, but clearly identifiable!

He could feel his muscle fibers trembling slightly, becoming stronger and more powerful, and his body becoming lighter and more agile. His five senses seemed to have become much more acute, and he could perceive every rustle of wind and movement around him.

"Awesome!" Lin Yifan couldn't help but let out a low shout, clenching his fist and feeling the surging power within him, his heart filled with confidence.

He now felt that he could easily take down several ordinary Japanese soldiers even with his bare hands!

He did not linger in the fight and quickly collected all the Japanese soldiers' corpses and weapons and ammunition (rifles, bullets, sabers, etc.) into the warehouse.

Then he threw the Japanese soldiers' bodies on the roadside, carefully cleaned up the traces left at the scene, and after confirming that everything was correct, he disappeared quickly at the end of the street like a ghost in the dark, heading towards his home in Nanluoguxiang.

Just as he was about to get home, he suddenly remembered that the deaf old woman was no pushover. He was only seven years old, and he couldn't explain going back at this time, even if he sneaked back.

I'll wake up tomorrow morning and suddenly find myself at home. How am I going to explain this to them? Maybe I should stay out for a few more hours and go back around noon tomorrow; that would be more reasonable.

With that in mind, Lin Yifan changed direction and began searching for the Japanese patrol team.

The night was as dark as ink, and Beiping was shrouded in deathly silence. Only the occasional sporadic gunshots and the rhythmic clatter of the Japanese patrol's boots sounded like ghostly drumbeats, pounding on the city's nerves.

Lin Yifan, like a seasoned night owl, darted between rooftops and alleyways, his sharp gaze sweeping across the street below.

He knew that the more martial law was enforced, the more frequent the Japanese patrols would be. Although it was dangerous, it also meant more "contribution points".

He concealed his aura, maximizing the lightness brought by his increased agility, and his footsteps barely made a sound.

The 125 contribution points and 5 skill points brought by that group of eight Japanese soldiers had given him a taste of success, and it also made him more eager to improve his own strength.

With 16 points in Agility and 19 points in Strength, he is already considered an outstanding individual among ordinary people, but this is far from enough for his future goal—Suzuki Heitaro—and the deeper cause of resistance.

"I must accumulate contribution points as soon as possible to improve my strength," Lin Yifan thought to himself.

He carefully crept along Dongdan North Street, one of the key areas patrolled by the Japanese.

Sure enough, not long after, the sound of synchronized footsteps came from the street corner ahead.

Lin Yifan's eyes sharpened, and he quickly slipped behind a broken window of an abandoned shop next door, leaving only his eyes sticking out as he stared intently.

He tries not to enter the space casually now, because after two days of use, frequent entry and exit will consume a lot of his mental energy.

By the dim moonlight, he could see who it was—another group of Japanese soldiers, even more than the previous group, a total of twelve men!

The leader was a sergeant, wearing the rank of corporal on his shoulder and carrying a sword at his waist, his eyes scanning the surroundings fiercely.

"Twelve men, plus a sergeant..."

Lin Yifan pondered, "The sergeant's contribution points should be higher than the corporal's, right? If I can solve them all, then the contribution points..." He licked his slightly dry lips, a glint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

Although the enemy outnumbered him, Lin Yifan's confidence soared after the battle and with the improvement in his attributes.

He has space as his biggest trump card, and as long as he seizes the right opportunity, his success rate in dealing with these regular patrol teams is extremely high.

He waited patiently, watching the group of Japanese soldiers gradually approach. They seemed to be talking about something, their tone relaxed, clearly confident in the "safety" of the area.

"Now!"

When the Japanese patrol reached the entrance of the abandoned shop, and the middle of the patrol happened to pass under the window where Lin Yifan was hiding, he moved!

Like a raccoon dog, he silently leaped out of the broken window and quickly followed. Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Yifan began to collect the Japanese soldiers from back to front in the same manner.

The Japanese soldiers at the front of the column were completely unaware and continued to advance.

After succeeding, Lin Yifan didn't stop. His figure darted forward like a ghost. Taking advantage of the gaps between the Japanese soldiers, his right hand shot out like lightning, and he took two more Japanese soldiers into his spatial storage!

"Huh?" The Japanese sergeant in front seemed to sense something was amiss, abruptly stopped, turned around, and shouted, "Hey, you guys behind, what's wrong?"

The Japanese soldiers behind him also stopped and turned around to look at him in confusion.

As the sergeant spoke, Lin Yifan flashed into the space.

"Where are they? Where are Inoue and Ono?" a Japanese soldier shouted from behind. He had been walking in the middle, but when he turned around, he found that there was no one behind him. His five comrades who had been behind him just moments before had vanished!

Just as the Japanese soldiers were thrown into brief chaos by the sudden disappearance of their comrades, Lin Yifan seized this fleeting opportunity!

He reappeared behind the Japanese soldiers, charging into their midst like a tiger descending a mountain, his hands flashing out with lightning speed!

"Collect! Collect! Collect! Collect!"

Lin Yifan's movements were incredibly fast; with each wave of his hand, one or two Japanese soldiers would vanish into thin air.

He moved nimbly among the Japanese soldiers, using their chaotic formation as cover, and encountered almost no effective resistance.

"Baka! Who goes there?!" The Japanese sergeant was both shocked and furious. He finally realized that someone was attacking him. He suddenly drew his saber from his waist and slashed at Lin Yifan.

But his speed seemed so slow compared to Lin Yifan's 16 points of agility. Lin Yifan easily dodged the slash of the military knife by turning to the side, and with a swift movement of his right hand, he grabbed the sergeant's wrist holding the knife, and with a thought, directly put it into his spatial storage!

Having dealt with the biggest leader, the remaining three Japanese soldiers were completely panicked. Before they could even aim their rifles, Lin Yifan picked them up one by one and put them into his spatial storage.

The entire process, from Lin Yifan taking action to eliminating the last Japanese soldier, took only a dozen seconds!