The shuttle in the second dimension

　Due to his sudden decrease in size, Lin Xuan's control over his strength had become less than ideal. Some of his techniques felt unnatural. Furthermore, Lin Xuan had no intention of using his full strength. After all, he still wanted to join an organization, and appearing too monstrous would be a bad idea. He was just a homeless child, after all. Displaying superior martial arts skills and strength that was disproportionate to his age would raise suspicions, which he didn't want. Furthermore, Lin Xuan was certain that the person opposite him wasn't using his full strength either.

　"Hey, uncle, let's decide the winner with the next move." Lin Xuan suggested with narrowed eyes, holding the hilt of the knife tightly with both hands.

　"That's exactly what I want." The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and smiled.

　The next moment, two formidable streams of magical energy surged within each of their bodies. The middle-aged man hefted the greatsword to his shoulder, seemingly determined to clash with Lin Xuan in a single blow. Lin Xuan was no less decisive, his dark energy continuously emanating from the blade, entwining with it.

　The next moment, the two of them waved their inherent spiritual equipment at the same time.

　"Mountain Slash!!"

　"Extermination Blade!!"

　boom--

　The aftermath of the two separate slashes collided, wrecking the already damaged building. The surrounding walls, unable to withstand the aftermath, crumbled and shattered. If Lin Xuan and the middle-aged man hadn't deliberately stayed away from the children's confinement during the fight, the children would likely have been harmed by the aftermath of the two strikes.

　Time passed minute by minute, and the smoke caused by the two slashes slowly dissipated, revealing the figures of Lin Xuan and the middle-aged man.

　I saw two people standing on the ruins, staring at each other.

　"Hey - uncle, you didn't use your full strength at all. Is it really okay for you to underestimate me like this?" Lin Xuan said complainingly with a pout.

　"Haha~~~ kid, don't act like you've used all your strength. Before you lecture others, take a look at yourself first." The middle-aged man sneered, seeming to find Lin Xuan's words funny.

　"Uncle, you are quite sensitive..." Lin Xuan replied with a shrug.

　"Hey - uncle, what can I get if I join the organization behind you?" Lin Xuan suddenly asked the middle-aged man.

　"Oh~~~~~Then what do you want, little kid?" The middle-aged man asked back, seemingly not too surprised by Lin Xuan's question.

　"Become stronger, I want to become stronger, can you give it to me?" Looking directly at the middle-aged man, Lin Xuan replied.

　"Hahahahahaha——" the middle-aged man laughed as if he heard something happy.

　"Becoming stronger? Don't worry. I can't guarantee anything else, but if you want to become stronger, the organization behind me will definitely be very suitable for you."

　"Is that so? Then let me ask again, uncle, who are you?"

　"We are called the [Liberation Corps], and our mission is to tear apart lies and bring truth to the world. I am one of the [Twelve Apostles], the [One-Armed Sword Saint] Wallenstein. So, kid, your choice." As he spoke, the middle-aged man, no, Wallenstein inserted the giant sword in his hand into the ground, raised his only left hand, and waited for Lin Xuan's reply.

　"Lin Xuan, this is my name. Don't keep calling me uncle. Otherwise, I will definitely beat you so hard that you can't get out of bed." Walking in front of Wallenstein, Lin Xuan grabbed his left hand that was stretched out to him.

　Faced with Lin Xuan's seemingly threatening words, Wallenstein did not care, but raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

　"Welcome to join us, Lin Xuan."

Chapter 7 Mission

　One month later

　Looking at the snow-covered city in front of him, Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows, looked at Wallenstein beside him, and muttered, "It's been a month, uncle, you still haven't taken me to the headquarters or base of the [Liberation Corps]? Or is this how you treat newcomers who have just joined the organization~~~~"

　"Just be content, Lin Xuan. I have helped you develop your own sword-cutting skills this month. If I had just thrown you directly to the organization's headquarters or stronghold," Wallenstein said calmly, glancing at the complaining Lin Xuan.

　"Tsk——" Lin Xuan curled his lips and stopped muttering. Instead, he followed Wallenstein quietly.

　A month ago, after Lin Xuan agreed to let Wallenstein join the [Liberation Corps], Wallenstein did not immediately bring Lin Xuan back to the [Liberation Corps] base or headquarters. Instead, he kept him by his side to carry out various tasks, and from time to time he would directly throw the tasks to Lin Xuan and ask him to complete them.

　Although Lin Xuan complained about this, he did not refuse because he knew that he had just become a swordsman for a few days and needed more battles to understand his inherent spiritual equipment. Although those tasks were simple, they could still play a certain role.

　Moreover, since he joined, Wallenstein had occasionally practiced with him, allowing him to better understand the abilities of his own innate spiritual equipment and become more proficient in using it. And just as Wallenstein had said, with his help, Lin Xuan had developed one or two unique sword-cutting skills, for which Lin Xuan was quite grateful.

　This time, their mission seemed to be to help a mayor's secretary take down a gang. It was a simple task, but Wallenstein was a man who would definitely help him complete it. But before that, they still had to meet with their employer.

　Not long after, Lin Xuan followed Wallenstein to a mansion. When they walked up to the guard, Wallenstein took out his ID, and then the guard let them both in.

　As soon as he entered the room, Lin Xuan saw a well-dressed, neatly combed old man in his sixties approaching him and Wallenstein. Judging from his appearance, he should be the housekeeper.

　As soon as he walked in front of the two people, the old man pointed the way for them with an expressionless face, "You two, the master has been waiting for a long time. Please come this way."

　With the old man leading the way, Lin Xuan and Wallenstein soon arrived at their destination. It was a room decorated in a very classical and luxurious style. There were many books in the room. It seemed to be a study. Opposite the door, an old man was leaning back in a chair with his eyes closed, resting.

　As if hearing the sound of a door opening, the old man opened his eyes. They were a pair of cloudy eyes, but within the cloudy eyes, there was a cruelty and wisdom, which could be seen as no ordinary old man. It seemed that he was the owner of this jar and the employer of this mission. Looking at the old man who opened his eyes, Lin Xuan muttered silently in his heart.

　"You came--"

　Looking at Wallenstein, the old man spoke. At the same time, he picked up a piece of paper from the table, handed it to the butler standing beside him, and said, "This is the task I entrust to you."

　After taking the paper from the old man, the butler walked up to Wallenstein and handed him the paper.

　Glancing at the contents of the paper, Wallenstein said, "I understand. I'll have someone notify you when it's finished." He then turned and left. Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow and followed Wallenstein out.

　For some reason, this mission made Lin Xuan feel as if he had seen it before. However, due to the passage of time, some of his memories of the original work had become very vague. He could not remember some details at all and could only remember some general ideas.

　"I feel like this mission will be interesting." Lin Xuan thought silently as he followed Wallenstein.

　-

　Standing outside a building, smelling the pungent smell coming from inside the building, Lin Xuan frowned slightly and muttered.

　"It's really pungent, this bloody smell. It seems that our mission has been beaten to the punch, uncle."

　"Isn't this interesting? Let's go in and take a look." Wallenstein said as he stepped into the building before Lin Xuan. As they entered the building, they were greeted by a scene resembling hell, and a boy wandering through it.

　"Oh~~~~Why do I feel that this scene is a little familiar~~~~" Glancing at Wallenstein beside him, Lin Xuan slightly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

　Wallenstein did not answer Lin Xuan's words, but looked carefully at the boy who was constantly reaping lives. Looking at the boy bathing in scarlet blood, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, outlining a satisfied smile.

　"If we talk about killing talent, he is better than you." After watching for a while, Wallenstein suddenly said.

　"Indeed, the ability of his inherent spiritual equipment makes him more suitable to be a killer than me, but - so what? I never planned to be a killer in the first place."

　"Lin Xuan, do you still remember the way we came just now?" Wallenstein did not say anything about Lin Xuan's evaluation. After thinking for a while, he asked Lin Xuan some irrelevant things.

　"I still remember, what happened?"

　"Bring me the mayor's head." Looking at the boy who was still reaping lives, Wallenstein said calmly, as if what he asked Lin Xuan to take was not a head, but a piece of bread.

　"Oh~~~~ I see." After answering, Lin Xuan turned and left. At this time, Lin Xuan remembered who the boy was.

　'So it's him, no wonder he feels so familiar.' Thinking this in his mind, Lin Xuan followed the original route and rushed to the mayor's house.

　Running at full speed, Lin Xuan quickly returned to the mayor's mansion. When he was about to go in, a big hand suddenly stretched out and stopped him.

　"Little ghost, why are you alone? Where's the other one?"

　The one who stopped Lin Xuan was the same guard from before. However, before he could get the answer he wanted, he felt his eyes go dark and he lost consciousness.

　It was seen that Lin Xuan had summoned out his inherent spiritual outfit - [Destruction] at some point, and the reason why the guard was unconscious was because he was hit in the fatal part by the "Illusion Form" of [Destruction].

　"Uncle security guard, I wish you a sweet dream~~~~" Saying this, Lin Xuan took a step and walked towards the depths of the mansion.

Chapter 8 Alice

　Of course, Lin Xuan's actions couldn't be hidden from the bodyguards within the mansion, but so what? He hadn't intended to conceal anything from the beginning. If he wasn't strong enough, he would have chosen to sneak in and assassinate the mayor. But with sufficient strength, there was no need for such trouble; he could simply push through.

　Although Lin Xuan's strength has been almost sealed by the system and he has only been a swordsman for a month, the strength of the mayor's bodyguards is not enough for Lin Xuan to take it seriously.

　One minute later.

　Looking at the mayor in front of him, Lin Xuan smiled and said, "Oh, Mr. Mayor, we meet again."

　Lin Xuan's sudden intrusion into his home truly shocked the mayor, who seemed puzzled as to why he had done such a thing. But upon seeing the [Slash] tightly grasped in Lin Xuan's hand, a flicker of fear crossed his cloudy eyes. Clearly, the mayor understood that Lin Xuan's forced entry wasn't meant to discuss a mission, but rather to have some other motive, one that would likely be of no benefit to him.

　"What exactly do you want to do? Do you think the salary is too low? I can choose to increase the price." Even facing such a situation, the mayor did not show any panic expression, but forced himself to calm down and asked Lin Xuan the purpose of his visit.

　"That mission you're talking about~~~~It's actually been completed, although it wasn't done by us." Shrugging his shoulders, Lin Xuan said casually.

　"Then what exactly do you want to do!?" Lin Xuan's casual attitude made the mayor feel humiliated. If the situation was not unfavorable to him, he would probably want to scold Lin Xuan and order his men to arrest Lin Xuan.

　In response to the mayor's doubts, Lin Xuan grinned slightly, revealing his white teeth, and said with a smile, "Actually, it's nothing. I just want to borrow something from you."

　"What?" Hearing Lin Xuan's answer, the mayor was stunned for a moment. However, for some reason, when he heard Lin Xuan's answer, he always felt a surge of extreme unease in his heart, as if something terrible was about to happen.

　"It's nothing important, just your head—" Lin Xuan had just finished speaking when the mayor saw a flash of dark blade light. The next moment, he saw a headless corpse. At this moment, he finally understood the reason for the uneasiness in his heart. He also understood what Lin Xuan wanted to borrow. But unfortunately, he understood all this too late.

　After putting away [Destroy], Lin Xuan took out a black plastic bag from his pocket, bent down, picked up the head that was still rolling on the ground, and put it into the plastic bag.

　At this moment, his pocket suddenly vibrated

　宀?

　"Hmm!" Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly after feeling the vibration in his pocket. The communication device he was carrying was given to him by Wallenstein. He was the only one who knew the contact information and would call him.

　"Hello~Uncle Quan, what's the matter?" Lin Xuan asked.

　"How's it going?" Wallenstein's voice came from the device. Obviously, he came to ask about the progress.

　"It's over. I was just about to rush over to you. By the way, where are you now, uncle?"

　"Really? Then come over. I'm at..." After hearing the location told by Wallenstein, Lin Xuan put away his equipment and rushed towards his destination.

　Wallenstein was not far from Lin Xuan. In more than two minutes, Lin Xuan arrived next to Wallenstein.

　At this moment, Lin Xuan saw Wallenstein talking to a boy. That boy was the same boy Lin Xuan had seen before, the one who had been constantly reaping the lives of gang members. He was now stained with scarlet blood. Of course, that blood was not his, but the blood of his enemies.

　"Here you go." Even without Wallenstein's prompting, Lin Xuan knew what to do. He simply turned the plastic bag over and poured out the head. The head rolled onto the ground, finally landing at the boy's feet. It was the mayor's head.

　At this time, Wallenstein said, "This is the salary we pay you for helping us complete the work."

　Looking down at the head that had rolled to his feet, the boy showed no sign of shock or hesitation. Instead, he said calmly, "What a thoughtful gift!" However, his composure didn't last long. He lifted his foot and, without hesitation, crushed the head. The next moment, a mournful and desolate laugh rang out from his lips.

　“Hehehe——Ahahaha——”

　Looking at the boy who was laughing wildly, Lin Xuan shrugged his shoulders and said nothing. Although he could not remember the description of this plot in the original book, from the information he had obtained until now, it was not difficult for Lin Xuan to infer what the laughing boy in front of him had experienced in this day.

　Lin Xuan wouldn't sympathize with anyone. After all, he had no right to sympathize with others. Furthermore, this world was inherently unfair. Faced with an unfair fate, the weak simply couldn't escape it. They could only watch helplessly as the people or things they cherished were plundered, while they could only wail in pain.

　"This world is full of hypocrisy, and all kinds of filth cover up the reality of this world. However, there is a law that cannot be concealed, that is, the strong will plunder everything, while the weak can only passively accept the plunder." Looking at the laughing boy, Wallenstein said.

　Listening to the words that had been spoken, Lin Xuan curled his lips and muttered in his heart, "Here it comes, it begins, the Wallenstein-style invitation~~~"

　Next, what Wallenstein said to the boy were almost exactly the same words that Lin Xuan had said at the beginning. However, unlike Lin Xuan, the boy did not choose to fight with Wallenstein directly. Instead, he put forward a condition to Wallenstein.

　"One hundred million - as long as you give them this much, they will be willing to work for you." That's right, the condition the boy proposed was money.

　"Hey, hey, hey—why do I feel like I agreed too casually back then~~~I feel like I'm getting a bit of a loss." Listening to the boy's proposed conditions, Lin Xuan silently complained in his heart.

　However, faced with such conditions, Wallenstein finally agreed. Although Lin Xuan knew that Wallenstein would agree based on the memories that still remained in his mind, it was only after he actually agreed that Lin Xuan realized how much Wallenstein liked the boy in front of him.