A Comprehensive Network: An Endless Adventure Begins as a Wanderer

The half-elf turned around, his left hand outstretched, flames gathering in his palm.

Cheng Yi didn't give her a second chance to unleash Burning Hand. He vanished from the shadows behind the half-elf and teleported to the other end of the corridor.

The half-elf's flames shot out, burning nothing in the air.

Cheng Yi squatted on the ground, panting heavily. His chest and abdomen ached terribly; his ribs might be fractured.

【HP: 40%】

Cheng Yi took out the Kafton Elixir from his backpack and swallowed the last dose.

The medicine felt cool upon entering the mouth, the wound began to heal, and the dull pain in my chest gradually subsided.

The half-elf didn't give chase. She stood in the bedroom doorway, her silver-gray hair gleaming coldly in the twilight, her eyes fixed on Cheng Yi, shadows reflected in her pupils. Her right hand hung at her side, tiny flames still flickering at her fingertips.

"You've cut off our source of income," said the half-elf.

Her voice was young, with an unreal calmness, as if she were stating a fact that had nothing to do with her.

Cheng Yi did not answer. He took out two throwing knives from his scabbard and threw them at the same time.

Two throwing knives, one on the left and one on the right, drew two streaks of silver light, one aimed at the face and the other at the chest.

The half-elf's body was once again illuminated by a transparent shield.

The throwing knives hit the shield, bounced off, and stuck to the ceiling and walls.

The shield flickered, but did not shatter.

Cheng Yi frowned.

The Shield spell is a first-level spell that can block physical attacks, but its duration is short. Half-elves need to recast the spell each time to maintain the shield.

Cheng Yi had already used up one of her shields, and now she had cast another spell.

A level 3 warlock has a limited mana pool, so he can't last long.

Cheng Yi vanished from the shadows of the corridor and teleported to the left of the half-elf. Instead of drawing his sword, he charged straight at him.

His body slammed into the shield, which flickered but did not shatter.

The half-elf staggered to the right from the impact, instinctively raising his left hand, but flames shot out from his palm and burned nothing.

Cheng Yi vanished from the half-elf's left and teleported to his right. Another impact. The shield flickered again, dimmer than before.

The half-elf realized the problem.

She didn't cast a protective shield again. She opened her left hand, and a dazzling purple magical light enveloped Cheng Yi.

You are affected by the spell: Immobilize a humanoid. You are making a saving throw.

Based on your perception, you have successfully passed this test.

You have received a immunity to the spell: Immobilize a humanoid.

Cheng Yi felt his whole body stiffen, as if his muscles were locked from the inside by something, making it difficult to even breathe.

He could feel the magical power trying to control his body, like countless invisible threads wrapping around every joint.

But it only lasted for a moment.

The willpower granted by his sensory attributes came into play at this moment. That power seemed to be shattered from within by something; the threads broke, and his muscles regained control.

From stiffness to recovery, it takes less than a second.

The half-elf's pupils contracted slightly. She clearly hadn't expected the attempt to immobilize the humanoid to fail.

Cheng Yi didn't give her a second chance. He vanished from the shadows of the corridor and teleported behind the half-elf.

There's no shield spell this time.

The first drop of blood pierced her lower back with the dagger, the blade emerging from her abdomen.

The half-elf's body stiffened abruptly, and he looked down at the sword tip protruding from his abdomen, his silver-grey eyes wide open.

She raised her left hand, flames gathering in her palm, but they didn't burst forth. The flames flickered twice at her fingertips before going out.

Cheng Yi drew his short sword and took a step back. With a backhand motion, he slit the half-elf's throat.

The half-elf leaned forward, kneeling on the ground, then rolled over and lay on the carpet in the corridor. His silver-grey hair was disheveled and stained with blood.

You have killed an unknown half-elf mage and gained 100 universal experience points.

Cheng Yi stood beside her, panting heavily. The bruises on his chest and abdomen were still throbbing, and the magic missile wounds on his left shoulder and right chest had mostly healed thanks to the effects of the Kafton Elixir, but two dark red bruises remained on his skin.

He glanced down at his disheveled state and realized that wearing this coat today was pointless. Fortunately, the Shadow Cloak wasn't damaged too much.

Cheng Yi vanished from the shadows on the third floor and teleported to the shadows in the lobby on the first floor, less than two meters from the nearest guard.

The guards did not spot him.

A throwing knife was thrown, embedding itself in the back of the guard's neck. The guard fell silently to the ground.

The other three guards realized what was happening.

"Here it is!"

Some drew their swords, while others rushed toward Cheng Yi.

Cheng Yi teleported from the shadows at the stairwell to the shadows near the main entrance. Another throwing knife pierced the back of the second guard's neck.

The third guard rushed to the spot where Cheng Yi had just stood, his longsword missing its mark and striking the stair railing, sending wood chips flying.

Cheng Yi emerged from the shadows behind him, his short sword piercing the guard's lower back. The fourth guard turned and ran, heading towards the back door of the main building, shouting "Assassin! Assassin!" as he ran. Cheng Yi gave chase, and the moment the fourth guard disappeared through the back door, he threw his final throwing knife.

The throwing knife was driven into the back of his head.

The guard leaned forward and collapsed onto the garden lawn, motionless.

Cheng Yi walked over, pulled out the throwing knife, wiped away the blood, and put it back in its sheath.

He stood in the garden, looking around.

The lights in the main building were all on. Terrified screams and cries came from the servants' quarters. Some people looked out of the windows, saw his figure, and then shrank back inside.

He ignored them. He turned and walked back to the main building, went up to the third floor, and went back into Earl Hawke's bedroom.

The body was still lying on the bed, the blood had drained away, and the sheets were stained dark red.

Cheng Yi ignored him and began rummaging through the cabinets and drawers.

In the bedside table drawer were a key, a stack of letters, and a small cloth bag. The letters were stuffed into a backpack, and the cloth bag contained a few gemstones.

There was a hidden compartment in the wall behind the wardrobe. Cheng Yi sensed it with his Observation Haki, pried open the compartment door with a throwing knife, and found an iron box inside.

The iron box had no lock, but it was very heavy.

Cheng Yi moved the box out and placed it on the bed, then opened the lid.

The box was full of jewelry, gold bars, contracts, and several bottles of liquid in dark glass jars. Cheng Yi picked up a bottle and glanced at the label in the moonlight: "Pleasure Water - Concentrated." His expression darkened, and he put the bottle back.

In addition, there was a ring that radiated a magical glow.

Water Walking Ring

Type: Jewelry

Quality: Green

Description: While wearing this ring, you can cast third-circle spells from it: Waterwalking, but the target can only be yourself.

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After putting the ring and documents into his inventory, Cheng Yi left the bedroom and stepped over the corpses of the guards and half-elves.

He walked out of the main building and to the north wall. Cheng Yi used shadow teleportation to climb over the wall, stood on the dirt road, and glanced back at the manor.

The lights in the main building were still on, and the cries of servants drifted out from within, carried away by the night wind. On the garden lawn lay the body of a guard, the moonlight illuminating his simple armor with a cold sheen.

Cheng Yi turned around and walked into the woods.

He walked for about twenty minutes and stopped behind a big tree, leaning against the trunk and breathing slowly.

The elixir of Kafton healed most of the wounds. The coat had several holes, the left sleeve was scorched, the right sleeve was gone, and the clothes were covered in blood.

He closed his eyes, waited a few minutes to make sure no one was chasing him, and then chose to exit the instance.

A wave of dizziness washed over him, and when he opened his eyes again, Cheng Yi was back in his old house.