The Villain Doesn’t Want To Get Entangled With the Beautiful Girl After Rebirth

51: Last Hit, Loot Gathering

Guang Shen was blown away by a fierce explosion, crashing against a hard rock.

“How many more traps does he have, to go to such lengths against just me?”

He was panting, a minor explosion like this wouldn’t take his life, but it did deplete his vitality significantly.

As if facing a formidable enemy, he was, after all, an elite of the Dark Alliance, yet he was played like a puppet by someone he had never even met.

Looking at the chaotic and tragic scene before him, recalling the relentless attacks he had just suffered, all meticulously orchestrated, one after another, leaving no room to catch a breath.

But now, with no traps triggered, it was eerily quiet, so quiet that he found it terrifying.

There must be more, lurking in the shadows.

He proceeded cautiously, pausing with every step, not daring to move too quickly.

After about twenty steps, it was still very quiet.

His nerves were stretched to the limit, every rustle of the wind and grass seemed like a hidden trap, plunging him into a state of paranoia.

“Damn it!”

Suddenly, a loud shout came from ahead, and Guang Shen, startled, instinctively stepped back, only to be tripped by a vine and fall backward.

Thud! His head struck the hard rock.

The world seemed to spin around him, stars even twinkling before his eyes.

His consciousness began to blur, becoming groggy and disoriented.

That was…

With the last bit of his fuzzy consciousness, he saw a figure slowly approaching.

That must be the mastermind behind the setup, the one he ultimately couldn’t defeat.

It’s just a pity he couldn’t see his face.

He closed his eyes and passed out from the dizziness.

“Damn, where did all the traps go? Who the hell came in here?”

Lin Nuo, hearing the noise, quickly stopped what he was doing and came out, only to find that most of the traps had been triggered, even the buried spirit-absorbing explosives had detonated.

It didn’t make sense, if it were a wild beast, the first few beast pits and wooden spikes would have killed it, triggering so many traps surely meant a large group had invaded.

But when he came out to check, he found a person lying on the ground as if dead.

“Who is this guy? What’s he doing here? Damn, did he trigger all these traps by himself?”

Lin Nuo approached cautiously, wary of deceit, throwing a couple of stones first, noticing no reaction.

Still not reassured, he threw a small knife, which landed on the thigh of the person on the ground, still no movement.

“Is he dead?”

Lin Nuo quietly approached Guang Shen, squatting down to check his breathing and heartbeat.

“He’s not dead, just passed out.”

Lin Nuo thought to himself that this guy definitely came with ill intentions, and to have survived so many of his traps, his strength must be extraordinary.

“It seems he’s from the Dark Alliance.”

Lin Nuo discovered a fallen badge of the Dark Alliance on Guang Shen’s body, sensing trouble.

Surely, the Dark Alliance thought he was here to rescue the princess, so they sent a master to assassinate him.

After all, the enmity between the Dark Alliance and the Xuan Yun Sect wasn’t new; the Dark Alliance frequently killed disciples of the righteous sects.

Yes, they were here to kill him. Otherwise, who would be running around here, triggering traps and still venturing deeper if not to assassinate him?

Goodbye, you’re done.

Lin Nuo pulled out another dagger and stabbed it directly into Guang Shen.

Then he checked his heartbeat and breathing.

Not dead, another two stabs.

Stab!

Checking the heartbeat and breathing again.

Alright, completely gone, time to find a pit to bury him.

“Let’s see what equipment he has.”

As a distinguished villain, he should possess these qualities: finishing off and looting equipment.

He found some elixirs, spiritual weapons, and the Dark Alliance’s exclusive badge.

“What’s this?”

He pulled a ring from Guang Shen’s pocket, “Ah, I see, it’s a symbol of identity.”

He casually pocketed the ring, aware of the black market’s rules. Those people prey on the weak and fear the strong. Without any power or background, one would only get fleeced at the black market, forced to buy at high prices and at the seller’s mercy.

But with an identity, it’s different. If one is from the Dark Alliance, transactions at the black market are met with respect and discounts, at least the prices are fair.

This ring is a symbol of status within the Dark Alliance; the black market traders don’t need to ask, a glance at the ring tells them everything.

Recalling when Lin Nuo, posing as a newbie, bought a batch of goods at the black market, the seller’s attitude was extremely rude, and the prices were high. If not for his intelligence, he wouldn’t have had enough money to buy the goods.

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Just so, he had ordered a batch of goods, ready to pick them up and pay. If he went with the ring, posing as a member of the Dark Alliance, there would be no need to haggle, and he could expect service with a smile.

Very well, that’s the plan.

Lin Nuo scavenged everything from Guang Shen’s body, then dug a hole and buried him. Timing it right, he disguised himself as a commoner and headed to the black market’s small shops.

The black market shops on the surface were ordinary stores. To trade forbidden items, one needed to know the secret codes.

This time, the pickup location was different; he needed to exchange codes with a new seller.

A smiling shopkeeper came to serve him:

“Hello, dear customer, what would you like to order?”

Lin Nuo: “I’d like to buy a batch of soy sauce (black), and I’m also looking to buy some ink (black) to copy down some poetry.”

Shopkeeper: “Oh, may I ask which poet’s works you usually enjoy copying?”

Lin Nuo: “Li Bai (the opposite of white is black). My favorite line of poetry is ‘In front of the bed, death shines bright, suspecting there’s arsenic in sight.'”

Shopkeeper: “Ha, you’re quite the character, sir. We have many types of ink here; why not come in and take a look?”

The two naturally walked into the shop.

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