I maxed out the Scholar talent at the start, but I want to be a Warrior.

The moonlight was mostly obscured by clouds, and the mountains and fields were pitch black.

Three figures moved swiftly in the night.

The three split into two groups.

Guhe River flows westward, winding around to Mawei.

Gu Cheng and Gu Qingshan headed east, making their way towards the supply area.

Before parting, Gu Cheng grabbed Gu He's sleeve.

"Brother He, be careful, don't linger in the fight."

Gu He nodded, and with a flash, disappeared into the night.

"Brother Qingshan, let's go," Gu Cheng said to Gu Qingshan.

The two men bent over and made their way forward along the bushes on the east side of the camp.

When they were thirty paces from the camp, Gu Cheng stopped and scanned the area with his scouting device.

The patrol team had just passed by.

They walked in groups of three south, and returned from the north after about three minutes.

The perfect time difference.

"Now," Gu Cheng said in a low voice.

The two men emerged from the bushes, crouched low, and quickly crossed the open area outside the camp.

The supply depot is just ahead.

A row of low tents stood beside dozens of vehicles.

The fifteen guards were scattered around, some dozing off against the wheels of a cart, others sleeping in their tents.

Gu Cheng scanned the area with his probe.

The one with the highest strength: 28.

Gu Qingshan drew a short knife from his waist and gripped the blade with his other hand.

The two bent down and crept into the supply area.

Before they even got close to the first car—

The neighing of warhorses echoed from the west.

Then came the second and third sounds.

......

Gu Cheng heard a commotion coming from the west, along with several bow twangs.

Gu He began to take action.

The guards in the supply area tensed up immediately, and several of them stood up and looked westward.

"Go!" Gu Cheng shouted in a low voice.

The two sped up.

Gu Qingshan's short sword arrived first.

Before the first guard could react, the blade sliced ​​across his throat.

Silently.

Gu Cheng followed closely behind, covered the mouth of one of the guards, and slit his throat.

Feeling the warmth of the blood splattered on his body, Gu Cheng felt a momentary dizziness after wiping it off.

"Xiao Cheng, stop spacing out!" Gu Qingshan quickly took down the second guard and came to Gu Cheng's side.

Clean and neat.

Gu Cheng came to his senses. Although he had killed several barbarian soldiers before, he still hadn't gotten used to this kind of killing.

He hardened his heart and encouraged himself: This is the chaotic world.

The two continued to feel inside.

The supply depot's tents were quite scattered, so the two men split up to the left and right, agreeing to set fires separately and then evacuate on their own.

Gu Cheng noticed that one tent was larger than the others, and there were two flags standing next to it.

A quick scan with a probe revealed no one inside the tent.

He pulled back the tent flap and went inside.

It's much richer inside than I imagined.

Several boxes were piled up haphazardly.

One small box and two large boxes were neatly stacked in the corner of the tent.

Gu Cheng's heart skipped a beat. Wasn't this the classic unboxing segment? Could it be that I was about to strike it rich?

He walked over and pushed open the lid of the small box.

A ray of golden light shone through the box.

Gold!

A whole box! This trip was definitely worthwhile.

Gu Cheng rubbed his hands together excitedly, forgetting all the discomfort he had just felt from killing someone.

Wealth can be very tempting; that much is true.

He then opened two large chests, which were filled with silver, neatly stacked.

Gu Cheng's gaze fell on the table in the center of the tent.

On the table were several scrolls of documents and letters, with a red stamp bearing a complex design on the letter.

Gu Cheng glanced at it.

do not know.

He didn't look at it for long and turned his gaze back.

Now is not the time to study seals.

Gu Cheng looked at the gold and silver and hesitated for a moment.

He immediately made up his mind that since he couldn't run away with all this money, he might as well use it all to break the limit.

The gold in the box disappeared quickly. Gu Cheng discovered that as the limit points were exchanged for more than ten points, the amount of gold required for the eleventh point was even greater.

His heart ached so much—so much gold, just gone like that?

After the exchange was completed, the Limit Break Points on the attribute panel increased by seven.

[Maximum Strength: 58 → 65.]

Gu Cheng felt a strange sensation welling up inside him.

It feels like I've broken free from the shackles of my body once again. Although my strength hasn't increased much yet, I can clearly feel that my physical limits have been raised.

Strength is 35, 30 points away from 65.

"Not bad, not bad, young comrade, you still need to work harder." Gu Cheng was in a good mood and secretly encouraged himself.

At the same time, he also discovered a bug in the panel: silver could not be recharged, only gold could be recharged.

He used his knife to cut open a piece of cloth in the tent and tried to collect as much silver as possible.

They then took the torch from the lampstand and set the tent ablaze.

A dry tent will catch fire if exposed to fire.

The fire suddenly shot up from the tent.

"Cut the job off, let's run!"

Gu Cheng turned and ran.

Before he had run three steps, Gu Cheng noticed someone running towards him.

It was less than fifteen steps away.

[Barbarian Centurion]. Strength: 51.

Gu Cheng's heart sank.

Strength 51, awakened a Tier 1 combat skill.

A head-on confrontation would be quite difficult for him.

"Stop! Where did this little thief come from!"

The barbarian centurion spotted him, drew his sword, and charged.

Gu Cheng did not run away.

He raised his right hand and activated the scholar's technique—controlling flying knives.

Three throwing knives materialized out of thin air, transforming into three streaks of cold light that shot towards the barbarian centurion's face with a sharp whistling sound.

The barbarian centurion never expected that the one who raided the camp was a scholar.

He raised his knife to parry, deflecting two blows with a clang, but a third one grazed the back of his blade, tearing his collar and drawing a line of blood down his neck.

The barbarian centurion roared and slashed fiercely with his sword.

Gu Cheng stepped back, tripped over something, and almost fell.

The wind from the blade swept past three inches in front of his nose.

Gu Cheng felt a cool sensation on his face.

......

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared from the side, thrusting a spear towards the waist of the chosen one.

It was Gu Qingshan.

The barbarian centurion spun around, parried the spear with the back of his sword, and then kicked Gu Qingshan in the chest.

Gu Qingshan groaned and stumbled backward as he fell.

The barbarian centurion didn't give them a chance, chasing after them and raising his sword to strike again.

Gu Cheng raised his right hand again.

Condensing the skills of scholars—controlling flying knives.

The three throwing knives coalesced once more and shot towards the barbarian centurion.

However, the second triple attack consumed significantly more energy than the first—Gu Cheng felt a throbbing in his temples, and the speed and force of the throwing knives had noticeably decreased.

The barbarian centurion instinctively shrank back, the first two throwing knives were knocked away, but the third one landed right on his wrist.

"what!"

The barbarian centurion felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and his long sword slipped from his hand.

He quickly moved closer, intending to use his uninjured left hand to capture Gu Cheng.

"Watch out for the hidden weapon!"

Seeing that his body couldn't take it anymore from using the flying daggers continuously.

Gu Cheng hurriedly threw his backpack at the barbarian, and the scattered silver coins were thrown at the barbarian centurion like a shower of flowers.

The barbarian centurion instinctively shielded his eyes with his hand.

This gave Gu Qingshan an opportunity.

Taking advantage of the barbarian centurion's obstructed view,

Gu Qingshan clutched his chest and rolled up from the ground, thrusting his spear toward the abdomen of the Heavenly Favorite.

The barbarian centurion could only parry with his left hand, and the spear tip pierced his left arm.

He furiously threw a punch in retaliation, but Gu Qingshan had already dodged it.

Gu Cheng raised his right hand again.

The flying dagger shot out again.

My mental energy was almost completely depleted, and my temples throbbed as if they were on fire.

The throwing knife transformed into three streaks of cold light.

"ah--!"

It struck the barbarian centurion squarely in the chest.

Gu Cheng felt a wave of darkness wash over him, and his mental energy was completely depleted.

"Walk!"

Before he could finish off Gu Qingshan, Gu Cheng grabbed him and ran.

The two ran desperately toward the edge of the camp.

There were many shadowy figures behind me.

The barbarian soldiers have arrived.

The fire grew larger and larger, and the camp was in complete chaos.

When the two ran out of the camp's perimeter, Gu He was already waiting at the agreed-upon location.

He also had a barbarian scimitar at his waist.

"I killed a barbarian on the side and stole it," Gu He said.

The three continued running south.

Gu Cheng stopped after running for about five miles.

The three leaned against a large tree, panting heavily.

Gu Qingshan pressed his chest, a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"How badly are you hurt?" Gu Cheng asked.

"It's nothing." Gu Qingshan shook his head. "Luckily, I just changed into a set of leather armor, otherwise that kick could have broken several of my ribs."

"Where's Brother He?"

"It's nothing." Gu He's voice was as calm as usual.

Gu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the tree trunk, and began to do the accounting.

Gu Qingshan and Gu He, those two guys, got a set of leather armor and a scimitar respectively, a very good haul.

And what about himself?

All the gold was used to upgrade the limit points, and all the silver was used up to throw at people. The way I went was the same way I came back.

wrong--

The return trip was even worse than the departure trip.

My mental energy was completely depleted, and my temples throbbed as if they were on fire.

Gu Cheng glanced at his attribute panel, which showed that he had gained seven points in the Limit Break section.

Fortunately, he had already paid for the gold; otherwise, he would have been the second biggest loser after the barbarians in this raid.

Gu Cheng sighed and glanced at the firelight in the north.

Oh well, it's not a loss.

He recalled the ruins he had seen during the day.

Burnt houses, crippled people.

This fire served as revenge for them.

"Let's go," Gu Cheng said. "Let's go home."

The three turned around and headed south.

Behind them, the firelight grew brighter and brighter.