Chapter 108 - Chapter 108: Chapter 104 Feigned Surrender (2/2)

As for the second situation, Chris had once, while disguising himself as a random passerby, found that his spirituality could likewise autonomously adjust itself.

Furthermore, he quickly discovered that the efficiency of adjustment in the second situation was higher than the first one and made it easier to approach a boiling state.

Byrne pondered for a moment, then confirmed with a nod and said,

“It seems that the second route would be easier after all. Your 3rd Rank abilities should be closer to ‘disguise’ rather than ‘assassination’.”

Chris also felt this made sense, predicting that he would be able to advance in a few months.

“Then, we’ll wait for your return.”

After listening to Byrne’s entrustment, Chris went to say goodbye to his sister, Irene, and then left the Fischer family manor.

He thought about it and decided not to go see Vanessa.

Afterward, Chris left Nasir Town alone by carriage.

He arrived at Fein City, which was seeing an increase in population every day due to the establishment of various factories.

It was said that several families in the city, at the suggestion of the Lion clan, had made a significant decision.

They wanted to expand the urban area of Fein City and establish several towns surrounding it to alleviate the various issues caused by the surging population within the city.

Chris was well aware that establishing new towns required a large sum of money and would involve many construction projects, which would inevitably lead to many intricate conflicts.

But none of that concerned the Fischer family; he had only one task to focus on now.

The route for the advancement ceremony was “disguise.”

Based on Byrne’s experience in advancing to a ‘Mysterious Scholar’, it seemed the more complex the ceremony steps were, the more significant the impact was, and the more apparent the boiling of spirituality.

For over a year, Chris had been pondering how to completely disguise himself as another person.

Time was pressing, and he had to step onto the 3rd Rank as soon as possible.

The young man took a deep breath. Although he hadn’t interacted much with others, it didn’t mean he didn’t value family and friends.

He recalled the worry in Theo’s eyes, the moment Archibald was nearly killed, and the dismembered bodies outside the factory, as well as Vanessa’s sorrowful and angry plea in the rain.

Chris knew very clearly that there was no more time.

If the Kesse family were not removed, Nasir Town would sooner or later be completely devoured, and Byrne, Irene, Vanessa, Archibald, and everyone in the Fischer family would lose their foothold.

His sister, would never tolerate the true arrival of that scene.

He had to completely abandon himself, change his appearance, and become a completely different person.

The young man shaved his silver-white hair, endured the pain of using a dagger to carve messy wounds on his face, and finally put on a set of tattered clothes.

He approached the foul-smelling muddy water; the youth in the water lost his originally beautiful appearance and turned into an extremely ugly “dwarf.” Chris jumped into the mud and took a long time to crawl out.

By now, Chris was dirty all over and reeked with a strong foul smell.

It was very uncomfortable.

Chris suppressed the discomfort in his body and closed his eyes.

He then headed to a mining area outside Fein City, intentionally hunching over, and found a man in charge of recruiting workers.

A few toughs surrounded the man in charge of recruitment, constantly patrolling around, and they all scowled at the smell of Chris.

“What kind of pig swill is this, a dwarf that stinks enough to make you vomit!”

Chris didn’t care; he acted as if he had been starving for a long time, slowly approaching, and suddenly burst out with a string of imploring words:

“I need a job, I’m willing to do anything! I need money!”

As he spoke these words, he could clearly feel his spirituality showing signs of boiling.

Although it didn’t last, that moment of boiling was very clear.

The man in charge of recruitment stared at the short, filthy, and ugly fellow for a while before he chuckled and said,

“Alright, stinky dwarf, but looking at your condition, you probably can’t work for long, so we can’t pay you money, only food. How about that?”

“No money, I, I…” Chris pretended to hesitate.

The man suddenly shouted in anger, “Getting food and still not satisfied, huh? If you don’t work, there are plenty of others who will. If you don’t agree, then scram!”

He was telling the truth; the influx of newcomers to Fein City had recently been so great that the mining area was not lacking workers, prompting mine owners to decide to reduce human costs as much as possible.

“I’ll do it! I’m dying, I’ll do anything!”

Chris shouted excitedly, his eyes bulging, his body trembling, and he even sprayed a few drops of saliva!

Killing was easy, but speaking…

Was so hard.