Courtyard House: Home Alone

After eating and drinking his fill, he did not leave the space immediately, but began to sort through the "spoils of war" from the previous night.

He first arranged all kinds of weapons and ammunition in categories: rifles, submachine guns, sniper rifles, machine guns, grenades, shells... The mountain of weapons exuded a cold metallic luster, but it made Lin Yifan feel extremely at ease.

Next came the military supplies: uniforms, canned goods, medicine, radios, fuel… everything imaginable, enough to arm a small army. Finally, his gaze fell upon the two boxes of gold, six boxes of antique paintings and calligraphy, and two boxes of jewelry and jade.

The value of gold is self-evident; it is a hard currency that can be very useful in critical moments, but he is not short of money right now.

While those antique paintings, calligraphy, and jewelry might not be of much practical use to him at the moment, they were national treasures, and he absolutely couldn't let them fall into the hands of the Japanese and be taken back to China. Lin Yifan planned to keep them safe for himself.

After taking inventory of the supplies, Lin Yifan was in high spirits. This operation had yielded far more results than expected. Not only had it dealt a heavy blow to the arrogance of the Japanese, resulting in the capture of a large amount of supplies, but it had also unexpectedly eliminated Major General Yoshio Hatoyama, the brigade commander, which could be considered a small act of revenge for the fallen compatriots.

However, he also knew that the Japanese would not give up easily, especially since they had attacked the military police and the North China Garrison Command headquarters at the same time last night. The commotion was too great, and the situation in Beiping would probably become even more tense.

He must be more careful. It would be best if he stayed outside the city for a while. After all, he has his own personal space, so it doesn't matter where he goes.

Also, see if you can encounter any Red Party guerrillas and ask them for information about your parents.

However, walking is also a problem when going outdoors. Although I've captured several cars and motorcycles, the roads in China these days...

Right, let's see what good stuff is in the system shop. With that thought, Lin Yifan didn't delay any longer, opened the shop, and went straight to the skill bar.

I first looked at the exchange instructions and required contribution points for [Bajiquan (Grandmaster)], and found that it currently only costs 1000 contribution points to exchange for [Bajiquan (Intermediate)].

What's there to hesitate about? "Exchange"!

"Ding, 1000 contribution points deducted. [Bajiquan (Grandmaster Level)] successfully redeemed. Please use it."

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Yifan immediately selected "use".

In an instant, a massive flow of information flooded into his mind like a burst dam. Countless theories about Bajiquan, variations in moves, techniques for generating power, and the combat experience of masters throughout history were deeply engraved in his consciousness like a brand.

At the same time, a warm current spread throughout the body, instantly activating and optimizing the previously somewhat rusty muscle memory, and improving the body's coordination, explosiveness, and control over strength at a visible speed.

He could even clearly feel that he had gained an unprecedentedly profound understanding of the essence of Bajiquan, which is "fierce, violent, and close-quarters combat," as if he had been immersed in this art for decades.

After digesting the insights gained from the master-level Bajiquan, Lin Yifan clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within his body, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

With this master-level skill, he would be fully confident in close combat, even against a large number of Japanese soldiers.

He didn't stop, his eyes continuing to scan the skill bar, looking for any other skills that could improve his strength.

"Hey! This skill is pretty good, it suits me perfectly, and the contribution points required to exchange for it aren't too high." Lin Yifan's eyes lit up.

He had discovered the skill "Treading Snow Without a Trace," a movement technique. Mastering "Treading Snow Without a Trace" only requires 2,000 contribution points.

"exchange!"

"Ding! 2000 contribution points deducted. [Treading Snow Without a Trace] successfully redeemed. Please use it, host."

Lin Yifan chose "use" without hesitation.

This time, what flooded my mind was no longer the force of a punch, but a feeling of lightness, agility, as if I were one with the wind.

At the same time, a strange energy flowed between his legs and waist, making him feel as if his body had lost its weight and the wind was rising from his feet.

He subconsciously tapped his foot lightly on the spot, and his body involuntarily floated up a little bit. When he landed, he was completely silent, which was quite similar to the feeling of "leaving no trace in the snow".

He was overjoyed. With this lightness skill, he would be even more powerful, whether it was infiltrating, retreating, or evading pursuit!

A thought struck him: he now possessed the Grandmaster-level Bajiquan and the Snow-Treading Without a Trace Lightness Skill. If he could also acquire a ranged attack method, he would truly be adept at both close and long-range combat, combining offense and defense.

His eyes quickly searched the skill bar, and soon a skill called "Eagle Eye Sniping" caught his attention.

This skill not only greatly enhances dynamic vision and long-range locking ability, but also allows you to predict the target's movement trajectory, achieving the level of "point and shoot". The required contribution points for redemption are 3000.

Lin Yifan's eyes narrowed; this was exactly what he lacked! With this sniping skill, coupled with the sniper rifles he had captured in the space, he could take the enemy's head from a kilometer away.

To deliver a fatal blow to the Japanese in silence! "Exchange!" Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Yifan issued the exchange order again.

"Ding! 3000 contribution points deducted. [Eagle Eye Sniping Technique] successfully redeemed. Please use it, host."

As the system notification ended, Lin Yifan felt a cool sensation in his eyes, as if two thin streams were flowing into them.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that the whole world had changed—the previously blurry distant scenery was instantly clear, and there was a leaf on a tree 800 meters away, with the veins on the leaf faintly visible.

Previously, one could lock onto all targets within 400 meters using mental power. Now, with the [Eagle Eye Sniping Technique] skill, coupled with a scope, targets at 1,000 meters simply cannot escape.

A powerful sense of confidence welled up within him, and Lin Yifan clenched his fist. With these three unique skills by his side, he had gained even more confidence to navigate this chaotic world!

No, that's not enough. To wipe out the Japanese on a large scale, we still need weapons and military skills. Next, he planned to spend another 3,000 contribution points to exchange for a [Light Weapons Mastery] and a [Demolition Mastery] skill.

"exchange!"

"Ding! 3000 contribution points deducted. [Light Weapon Mastery] and [Demolition Mastery] successfully exchanged. Please use them, host."

As the system notification sound faded, Lin Yifan felt two completely different yet equally massive streams of information flood his brain.

One type of knowledge is about various light weapons, from the most basic rifles, submachine guns, pistols, and machine guns, including their structural principles, disassembly and assembly, and daily maintenance.

Shooting techniques, troubleshooting, ammunition identification, and even the ballistic characteristics, effective range, and lethality assessment of different firearms in various complex environments are all presented in his mind as clearly as a textbook.

He felt as if he had spent ten years in gun factories and shooting ranges, and he could disassemble and assemble any common light weapon with his eyes closed. His fingers had reached an instinctive level of control over the trigger and recoil.