After get off work, I started speedrunning through the other world

"Hush, keep quiet." Ximu made a silent gesture, scaring the little boy at the door, who dared not move.

He nodded with satisfaction and spoke to the little boy.

"Now you have thirty minutes to find all the valuables in this house, which can be used as compensation for Diniken's violation of you, and can also be used as funds for your escape, so that you have the opportunity to live like a normal person."

"No... I don't want money, just don't kill me!" The little boy lowered his head, not daring to look at Ximu at all, and his body wrapped in a sheet trembled slightly.

In response, Ximu did not explain, took out a knife from his black robe, waved it at the corpse on the ground, and with the flash of the knife, the body on the ground was separated.

He picked up the head and put it into the bag skillfully, then turned and merged into the darkness, accompanied by the sound of footsteps going away and the sound of the door closing lightly.

The little boy understood one thing, this mysterious killer did not intend to kill him.

Now he really should find a way to plunder money to use for his escape, otherwise, he will be held accountable regardless of whether he participated in the assassination or not.

Even if he is not held accountable, he may fall into the hands of another pervert, and then it will be endless torture.

With this in mind, he acted quickly, found the valuables in the room, and left without hesitation with the box on his back before the arrival of thirty minutes.

Although he might get more wealth if he stayed longer, he still remembered the words of Mr. Killer.

There was only thirty minutes to plunder wealth.

Not long after he left, a gray-haired man appeared in the room without anyone noticing.

He lowered his head and looked at the dead Diniken.

"Being killed at this time is... really a headache." He said unhappily, and tapped the ground lightly with his cane.

As the shadows surged, dozens of scarlet eyes lit up on the walls on both sides, and as the shadows flowed, the blinking scarlet eyeballs drilled into every corner.

"Some property was lost, and it is speculated that it was stolen by the male servant." The man pondered for a moment, turned into a shadow and merged into the darkness.

At the same time.

On the other side.

Chronos crossed his slender legs, gently supported his chin with his slender hands, looked at Ximu, who was wearing a black robe opposite him, and chuckled:

"You came back so soon, have you really completed the assassination?"

"Of course." Ximu nodded, took out a black bag and put it on the table, revealing Diniken's head.

Chronos casually glanced at the head on the table, pointed to the savings card placed on the table, and saw Ximu picked it up without hesitation, stood up and prepared to leave.

"There is another assassination target, do you want to try it? The reward is ten times that of this time."

"Sorry, I am not short of money now." Ximu answered casually, and had no intention of continuing this side quest at all.

Although the subsequent task rewards given by Chronos are very generous for novice players, the difficulty of the task is also ridiculously high.

Since he has obtained ten kinds of shadow magic, it is enough for him to push the map, and there is no need to waste time on meaningless side plots.

Chronos did not stop him when he saw this, and smiled at Ximu's back as she left. Since the other party was unwilling to play with her, she would not force him.

After all, she has more important things to do now.

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Bulaer Street.

Ximu pulled down his cloak and walked towards the bank in the distance. The world set in this game is extremely developed, but also extremely backward.

There are cities hovering in the sky, and there are also slums where people can't even get enough food, and the reason for all this is the gods.

In this world, there are gods with different powers. Their influence has penetrated into all aspects, from the view of life and death, the moral code of human beings, and the social hierarchy system, all of which were born in the collision of the will of the gods.

And the setting of the bank card is a prop created by the god of wealth and contract in order to reflect his power.

Arrived at the door of the bank.

Under the watchful eyes of the guards, Ximu walked in calmly, and came to a separate room under the reception of the beautiful receptionist.

The room was not big, and there was no one except him.

There was only a stone statue of a three-headed dog, lying on the marble floor, with six cold eyes, staring at the visiting customers.

This is the pet of the God of Wealth, responsible for guarding the door of wealth, and no theft is allowed unless there is a certificate.

Ximu took out the bank card, and the three-headed dog stone statue, which was originally dead, suddenly came to life, with one head lowered, one head staring at the bank card, and one head looking at Ximu's face.

If the beast guarding wealth cannot recognize the face, it must say the corresponding password, otherwise it is impossible to withdraw money.

"The password is 234423, I want to transfer the money to this bank card." Ximu calmly read out a string of numbers, and then took out another bank card.

The stone three-headed dog looked at the newly taken out bank card, slightly confirmed it, nodded the dog head lightly, and spoke to the human in front of him.

"One hundred thousand gold coins have all been transferred to account 234023445234."

"..." Ximu said nothing more and turned to leave the room. He had no interest in paying attention to the three-headed dog. If it was the original body, he would still be interested in finding a way to kill it and get the achievement of killing the beast.

However, this is just a stone statue carrying the will of the beast, and there is nothing worth noting, unless you want to rob a bank.

After a while.

"Sir Akhtar, you are here." Anastasia sat elegantly on the sofa and handed a bank card to the man opposite.

"This is all the money I earned from betting on you today."

"Don't you keep it for yourself?" Ximu took the bank card, and saw Anastasia shook her head gently, looking at him with gentle eyes.

It was as if she had removed all her defenses against him.

If she took action at this time, she might be able to develop an interesting plot. Anyway, this game cannot be played with real guns and bullets. Even if Anastasia is set as a boy, it doesn't matter. Anyway, she looks beautiful.

However.

"Goodbye." Ximu put the bank card into his black robe, got up and left directly, without any intention of exploring Anastasia's thoughts.

"See you later if there is a chance." He waved his hand with his back to Anastasia and disappeared around the corner.

Anastasia blinked her eyes, seemed a little surprised, and then burst out laughing. How could he forget that Akhtar was an astrologer? He must have known what he wanted to say.

"The thank-you dinner must be a waste of time for Mr. Akhtar." He said softly.

"I really envy you for being able to act without confusion."