In the early hours of the morning, the fog was thick,

The sun hadn't risen yet, but the birds outside the window had been chirping for an unknown amount of time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info It's like you don't stop until you wake someone in the house.

On the bed in the room, a person was half-lying at the head of the bed, motionless like a statue.

After a while, a crisp cracking sound sounded from the "statue", and the cracks gradually spread to the whole body from small to large, and finally, with a bang, the statue shattered.

"Ding~ Congratulations on the successful transformation of the host, charm +1, and the talent - the body of the assassin!"

A mechanical voice suddenly woke up the sleeping Allen, and he shook his head and immediately straightened his upper body. Thinking back to the previous incident, I just wanted to see what happened to me, but I realized that something seemed to be wrong with my surroundings...

Looking down, some black inexplicable fragments came into view, densely packed, covering the entire quilt!

Alan looked stunned, and then thought of something, and couldn't help but feel a little sick to his stomach; These things can't be the skin that has fallen off their bodies, right?

Or is this not a layer of skin? It also includes in vivo... Something else?

In short, it's not something clean.

Thinking of this, Alan hurriedly got up and wanted to sweep these things to the ground first, but he was only halfway up before he had to return in embarrassment.

The nightgown he wore last night had turned into this unexpectedly hard shard, and he was wearing nothing on his body now.

But this did not bother him, he picked up the blanket covering his body, shook it, and all the fragments fell on the bed, and there was no adhesion at all.

Wrapping the blanket around his body, Alan began to sweep up, and finally, he emptied all the things into a bag - the one he had taken from prison last night, the bag containing the stolen money, not so big that it was still full after all the money had been emptied.

A set of old clothes was neatly stacked at the head of the bed, which the old butler had prepared for Alan last night after washing. He quickly put his clothes on, and then remembered the system beep he had heard earlier.

When I opened the attributes panel, I found that my charm really increased a little, becoming 18, and in addition, a talent called the Assassin's Body appeared in the talent column.

[Assassin's Body]: Agile, steady, and swift, which are the basic conditions for being an Assassin.

Nothing but this description.

What do you mean?

Alan had a feeling of uncertainty at this time. He looked back and forth at the passage, wondering what the Assassin's body was for.

"It looks amazing, but in fact, nothing has been sent...", halfway through speaking, Alan suddenly couldn't say any more, because he saw the change in himself!

It was true that he had seen it, and he had ignored it before, but at this time, he found that in the area of the attribute, his strength, physique and agility had all become 11!

How could it be 11?

It used to be 14, 8, and 11, but now... Was it averaged?

Alan was stunned for a long time when he suddenly discovered this astonishing fact, and then he suddenly hurried to a mirror in the room, looked up, and couldn't help but be shocked!

In the mirror is a tall young man dressed in a simple gray robe. The three-dimensional facial features are as conspicuous as carvings, the high bridge of the nose gives people a sense of perseverance, the thick sword eyebrows, the attractive black eyes that are now staring at the boss, and the long black hair that is as smooth as ink, and a few strands of hair draped over his chest, making him look extremely handsome and mysterious overall.

Alan is satisfied with his current appearance, but the problem is that he wasn't like this before!

His hair turned from blonde to black, his eyes changed from brown to black, and he didn't even recognize himself if it hadn't changed elsewhere.

The body has also changed, from a sense of strength to the current smooth and symmetrical appearance, which looks good, but it is exchanged for the average physical fitness.

"Being averaged means that none of them are outstanding." Looking at himself in the mirror, Alan muttered, thought for a while, and suddenly said to himself: "But isn't it outstanding in everything?" ”

With a calm mind, he no longer paid attention to the matter. Instead, he focused on the 3 skill points in the attribute bar, as well as a talent draw opportunity.

Pick the few first. Allen's mind moved, only to see that an extraction opportunity in the attribute bar was suddenly erased and faded by a strange color, and then, a mysterious gray vortex phantom appeared in front of him!

At the same time, a burst of system prompts remembers:

"Physical attribute testing - the test is successful, and the screening of eligible talents begins."

"The screening is successful, and the random talent is being drawn—"

"Lottery success! Ding~ Congratulations to the host for drawing the talent [Trading Master]! ”

[Buying and Selling Master]: A rare affinity charm that makes you feel comfortable when buying and selling items.

Effect: Even if the merchant is stingy, he will unconsciously give a price that is slightly in line with the actual situation of the item in front of you, rather than slaughtering too hard (depending on the merchant's stinginess).

The whirlpool is extinguished, and the talent column in the attribute version follows the body of the assassin, and another name appears - the master of buying and selling.

It's just that the vague description above made Alan not feel that this talent was of any use, he looked up in the mirror again, and found that he still looked like that, and he didn't see any affinity...

Shaking his head, he turned his gaze to the skill points column.

The vortex reappeared, basically the same system prompt sound, but as a result, it made Alan show a little joy.

"Congratulations to the host for extracting the skill [Concealment], and mastering the initial level of the skill!"

[Stealth]: Abundant stealth skills allow you to blend in with the crowd at will without being detected, unless you make any surprising moves or the enemy is searching too hard.

As the mechanical prompt fell, Allen's mind was immediately instilled into a mysterious flow of information, which was even larger than the unlocking he had mastered before, so much so that Allen felt a pain in his brain.

However, after reaching the peak, this feeling continued to diminish with the passage of time, and finally disappeared completely. In the wake of this, some amazing tricks have been etched into the mind forever.

"Looks like it's going to help this operation." The corners of his mouth hooked, and Alan once again focused on the remaining two skill points, but unfortunately, a system prompt sounded, but his fiery mood was ruthlessly extinguished on the spot: "Ding~ The skill system is cooling, and the knowledge grant cannot be opened, please wait patiently for 24 hours." ”

There's even a cooldown... Alan sighed regretfully; Two skills, if you can use them right away, will definitely be of great help in this operation...

Shaking his head, he took one last look at the properties panel:

Name: Allen

Race: Human/???

Status: Trainee Knight/Son of a Noble (Prison Escapee)

Level: 1

Experience Points: -410

Health: 110/110 (Normal)

Attributes: Strength 11, Agility 11, Constitution 11, Spirit 19, Perception 14, Charisma 18

Class: Assassin

Skills: [One-handed Sword Mastery], [Block Mastery], [Riding Mastery], [Stealth Mastery], [Battle Array Rush Kill], [Lockpicking Entry]

Remaining Skill Points: 2

Talents: [Assassin's Body], [Trader]

Special Ability: None

Daily Mission: Undrawn (1 chance remaining)

Achievement Mission: Inactive (Activation Level: 10)

Main Quest: [The Truth of Innocence]:

The conspiracy frames you clench your fists, break it, and prove that you are not a strong criminal!

Rewards: 500 XP points, a Hidden Blade forging blueprint!

Task Punishment: None

......

Daily tasks?

Eren suddenly noticed this, just thought about it, but gave up the plan to open it now.

Time was pressing, and he wasn't qualified to do anything about his daily routine right now.

Tomorrow is the day of his judgment, and if he doesn't find proof of his innocence, he'll be in even more trouble.

"Success or failure, today!"

After cleaning up his mood, Alan Lisso buttoned up the gray hood on the back of his robe, then glanced at the sky outside, and turned to walk downstairs. ......

The sound of footsteps on the stairs made the old butler, who was sitting in front of the fireplace add firewood, turn his head, and just wanted to say good morning, but suddenly sighed, pointed to a few strands of black hair falling from the hood on Alan's chest, and asked, "If I'm not dazzled, it should be black?" ”

Alan had already prepared his words, and replied without changing his face: "Dye your hair, it's good to act." ”

"Yes." The old butler nodded, didn't ask Alan when he dyed it, threw away the last dry wood in his hand, stood up, stepped forward, and asked with concern, "What are you going to do?" ”

Alan thought for a while and said, "There are two things that Kress has pointed to me, one is the ring that the female corpse is holding in her hand, which is exactly what I lost some time ago, with the Mark of the Orville family on it, and it is estimated that it is now in the hands of Kress. ”

After a pause, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered: "The other is a waiter at the hotel where I was staying at the time, he lied that he saw my crime, and I was ready to attack him. ”

The old butler patted Allen on the shoulder and reminded: "Judging from the cautious style of the Joseph family, there will definitely be someone around him to protect him secretly, so you have to be careful." ”

"I know." Alan nodded, and then said goodbye, but the old butler grabbed him and said something else: "I may not be at home lately, if you want to look for me, go to the cemetery on the east side, where an old friend of mine is a grave keeper, and recently he said that he always bumped into ghosts, and asked me to stay with him for a few days." ”

At the end, he couldn't help but laugh a few times: "That old thing, he used to be very bold, why has he been so timid recently." ”

The old butler shook his head with a smile, and seemed to have a good relationship with that friend.

And Allen's heart moved.

Cemetery? Grave keepers? Haunted?

It can't be the cemetery I went to last night, right?

I inquired about the address carefully, and it was really...

"Haunted, it can't be related to that person, right?" Touching his chin, Alan secretly underestimated it, but he didn't care too much. After bidding farewell to the old butler, he left the house and walked in the direction of the inn he remembered.