Chapter 12 (2/2)

Close to two o’clock in the afternoon, the three talents stepped out of Cotland Yard. All possible information about Hodge had been obtained from Cotland Yard.

Tang Luo and the rest had not informed Cotland Yard about their deductions on the Ripper organization. Unless things became impossible to handle, they would rather not rely extensively on the armed forces of Cotland Yard.

In The Game of Gods And Demons, there was a saying that had not been wholly verified. After completing the mission, the number of time-effects that were used had an impact on the quality of the reward.

Although it had never been confirmed or verified, according to common sense, those who contributed more to the mission would receive more rewards than those who contributed less.

It was not that they could not rely on external forces in the mission world, but when more help was used, it may affect the “mission evaluation.”

Among the Employees of Gods and Demons, this view was quite well accepted.

While walking on the road, Zhou Zhenguo made several glances at Tang Luo before asking, “Master Xuanzang, I suppose you are not deceiving me and pretending to be a newcomer?”

It was one thing stopping him from killing the killer. However, the Head Crusher was not something a newcomer could achieve with empty hands. Having a sledgehammer was still acceptable.

There was no fixed squad in the game. Every time one entered into a mission, the people they met were random.

Tang Luo and the rest’s performance betrayed they were new, so Zhou Zhenguo regarded them as newcomers.

Veterans acting as newcomers, pretending to be weak, and suddenly attacking you when your guard was down. Zhou Zhenguo had not seen that, but he had heard of that.

Could the monk be one of them?

“Monks do not lie.” Tang Luo smiled. “It is indeed my first time being exposed to this Game of Gods And Demons.”

“Then why can you fight so well?” asked Zhou Zhenguo. “This is not normal.”

“Training,” said Tang Luo.

“How do you train?”

“Daily exercise of 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and 10 kilometers of running.” Tang Luo was dead serious. “And defeat all kinds of demons and monsters while doing so. Then you can also be as good as me in combat.”

“Huh?”

Zhou Zhenguo was dumbfounded. What kind of training was this?

“Puff!” Little Chu suddenly laughed.

Zhou Zhenguo looked at him, revealing a questioning expression.

Little Chu looked at Tang Luo and saw that he had no intention of objecting. Little Chu then smiled and said, “Master is talking about the exercise methods in comics.”

“…”

Zhou Zhenguo was speechless for a while and realized that he had been impulsive just now. Thus, he did not continue to get to the bottom of the matter.

It did not matter whether this Master Xuanzang (Warrior Monk?) was a newcomer. The goodwill and strength shown so far were enough to prove that he was a strong and reliable partner.

‘Is it really not possible to form a team?’

Zhou Zhenguo sighed in his heart.

As a man who had been in the society for decades, he knew how powerful organizations were.

This was true even in a “world” like The Game of Gods And Demons, where one had tremendous power.

When two of the Employees of Gods and Demons of similar strength traveled together, it was certainly better than one—unity had strength!

“Uncle Zhou, I may have awakened my ability last night.” Little Chu’s words interrupted Zhou Zhenguo’s thoughts.

“What?” Zhou Zhenguo frowned.

Little Chu recounted to Tang Luo and Zhou Zhenguo what had happened to him when he was attacked by Hodge last night.

He also had no choice. No matter how hard he tried, he could not execute that thin screen of light after last night. There was nothing he could do even if he kept that to himself. Hence he turned to Zhou Zhenguo for help.

“I have never heard of such a thing,” said Zhou Zhenguo.

“Uncle, didn’t you mention before that one can also get benefits and rewards during the mission? Isn’t this the case?” asked Little Chu.

Zhou Zhenguo said, “The situation I mentioned is not the same as yours. The strength and benefits gained were not born out of thin air like that.”

After thinking a while and organizing what he wanted to say, Zhou Zhenguo took out the dagger. “For example, I got this dagger in the mission world, and I was able to bring it back. This reward is different from the reward given after the mission is completed, and is another way to become stronger. The mission world can be considered as a treasure trove. Those who are capable are able to discover more benefits besides completing missions, hence making themselves stronger.”

In short, the reward was not issued directly by the “game”, but one had to earn it himself.

“What about me?” asked Little Chu.

“I’ve never heard of your situation before,” said Zhou Zhenguo.

Little Chu quietly thought, ‘Could it be that I am unique?’ Since Zhou Zhenguo did not know, he could only figure it out himself.

In the evening, the sun had set, and it was night.

Little Chu looked at the building not far away from them and said, “I don’t like this place, it feels so gloomy.”

Not that he was timid. Daring to dress as a woman to serve as bait, showed that Little Chu was not a timid person. It was just that normal people did not like mental hospitals, especially one that was semi-abandoned.

Hodge, a former doctor, used to work there. The reason why he was no longer a doctor was also related to this hospital.

About a few years ago, Hodge had gotten drunk and accidentally caused a fire, destroying most of the hospital.

Hodge, who had a good future, lost his job and paid out a large sum of money as compensation. Since then, he had been living in poverty and became dispirited over time.

His parents had died early, and his relatives and friends no longer contacted him because of that matter.

Only a former colleague would occasionally visit Hodge. Especially in the past few days, many people had seen them drinking in the tavern.

That colleague was a doctor, regarded as the upper-middle class of society. He appeared relatively weak and did not fit Cotland Yard’s deduction that the murderer was a burly man.

They had only sent an agent to ask a question or two and did not treat him as a suspect.

In Little Chu’s eyes, this person had a probability of more than 90% to be a member of the Jack the Ripper organization!