The rain came down in torrents.

Vaughn walked out the door, looked at the dark sky outside, and let out a breath.

White mist emerged from his mouth, then spread and disappeared. The man snorted coldly, then lowered the brim of his hat and walked towards the exit of the alley.

As a famous gangster on this street, Vaughn has long been accustomed to this kind of life, money, women, killing and death. This is the iron rule of this world, and he is no exception. For Vaughn, this is just a pastime, just like the body in the door behind him.

They shouldn't have provoked me, but unfortunately, there's no time to regret it.

Thinking of the man begging him desperately, Vaughn showed a cold smile. The man's wailing and cursing before his death were like the most stimulating wine, which made his heart beat faster. Only at this time could he feel an intense pleasure, as if he were a god, an omnipotent god who controlled the lives of others.

"……Um?"

However, just as Vaughn walked out of the alley, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

There was no one around.

Vaughn's men, who were originally responsible for guarding the place, disappeared at some point, leaving only his car parked on the side of the road.

The heavy rain fell on the ground, making a dripping sound.

Vaughn took a step back, stretched out his hand to hold the guided gun in his arms, and stared around vigilantly. It was already late at night, and the street lights on the street had become dim because of the heavy rain. The whole street was dead silent, as if nothing could be heard except the sound of rain. He narrowed his eyes and slowly backed away.

Just as Vaughn took back his steps, the cold sword blade quietly pierced his throat.

“Woo…Puff…!!!”

The burly man opened his mouth and blood foam spurted out of his mouth. He wanted to shout something, but only an indistinct groan came out. The next moment, Vaughn fell backwards and was quickly swallowed by the darkness and disappeared without a trace.

A flash of white flashed through the darkness of the night, like a ghost.

The next day, the news of Vaughan and his men's death quickly became a hot topic in the streets and alleys of the city.

And in the pub, it is naturally more lively.

Fang Zheng pushed open the door and walked into the pub. The first thing he saw was the noisy crowd. He pulled up the brim of his hat and strode in. He sat down in a secluded corner at the edge of the bar. Not long after, the bartender came to him.

"Welcome, sir, what would you like to drink today?"

"juice."

"OK."

The bartender nodded, then quickly handed Fang Zheng a glass of freshly squeezed juice while lowering his voice.

"Well done, Black. You are still as skillful as ever. Thirty thousand Mira has been credited."

"I see."

Fang Zheng calmly took the juice and the card underneath from the bartender without even raising his head.

A month has passed since Fang Zheng came to this world, and he has almost figured out the situation of this world.

The continent of Semlia.

This is the name of this world.

In terms of civilization, this world's civilization is more developed than the main world. According to historical records, this world once had a very developed ancient Semlia civilization. However, this civilization was eventually completely destroyed for unknown reasons. After that, the world fell into chaos.

Subsequently, a religious organization called the "Church of the Seven Stars" was born, leading the people out of the chaotic era and rebuilding civilization and the country. Now the Church of the Seven Stars is also the only orthodox religion in the entire continent of Semlia.

This world has seven attributes: wind, water, fire, earth, space, illusion, and time. People in this world call this power guidance. Decades ago, people discovered the role of guidance and used it, which started the industrial revolution of this continent.

The current continent of Semlia is an era where magic and technology develop side by side. Trains, airships and other machines driven by the power of the guide have entered thousands of households, and there are even landline telephones. People can also use a device called a "guided device" to perform guide magic by combining the seven stones with different properties.

After Fang Zheng made a small test of this world through the system, he discovered the true situation of this world.

Obviously, just as the Goddess of Order speculated, this was a world that was once developed by the Order Clan, and then destroyed by the invasion of Chaos - that is, the "Great Collapse" era in the history of this world.

However, the core system of this world itself also responded to this. Although the ancient Semlia civilization had been completely destroyed, the core of this world itself was locked in time, isolating itself from the communication channel with the Order Clan - to put it bluntly, it was like unplugging the network cable without saying a word after discovering that a hacker was attacking the computer through the Internet.

Although this resulted in the complete destruction of the Order civilization, it saved this world. Now this world is gradually developing its own order and has become much more stable.

To be honest, this situation made Fang Zheng a little confused. If this world was like Diablo, where humans were all going to perish and could only survive, then he could still gather a team and fight directly. But now, the order of the entire world has become stable. Although there are occasional frictions and wars between countries, they are not out of the ordinary.

In this case, how can Fang Zheng gain control of this world and activate the center?

However, for Fang Zheng, this problem is not urgent. After all, everything in this world seems to be normal and even prosperous. After coming to this world, the first problem Fang Zheng faced was not the survival of mankind, but...his identity.

As mentioned before, the core of this world is locked and shut down. This also means that Fang Zheng cannot use the "Whispering Banner" to set an identity for himself like in other worlds, and can only rely on his own efforts.

Fortunately, Fang Zheng is no longer the young boy who first came to the main world and was afraid to apply for an ID card. He quickly thought of a solution.

That's forgery.

Every world has a dark side, and this world is no exception. Fang Zheng is currently in a city called "Oriental Street" in a country called the Republic of Calvard on this continent. Calvard is an immigrant country with immigrants everywhere, and of course there are illegal immigrants among them, and there are naturally such whitewashing and legal services in private.

Fang Zheng quite likes this city called "Oriental Street" because there are many immigrants from the East here, most of whom have black hair and black eyes, and many of them know martial arts - well, to put it bluntly, this Oriental Street is similar to the Chinatown in Fang Zheng's world.

Now Fang Zheng is cooperating with a secret organization on Oriental Street, helping the other party to complete some commissions, most of which are assassinations of gangsters who pose a threat to Oriental Street, or some hard-line anti-immigrants - this is the case in all immigrant countries. With the increasing number of immigrants, disputes between locals and immigrants will naturally arise. And because Orientals are easy to bully, the local factions of the Republic of Calvard often come to trouble them.

Fangzheng helps them solve these problems.

Of course, sometimes it's easier to just deal with the troublemaker.

Although there is an organization called guerrillas in this world, and its role is similar to that of mercenaries, Fang Zheng has no intention of joining. With his strength, if he joins the guerrilla organization, even if he is promoted to the highest level, it will be as easy as eating and drinking. But the problem is that Fang Zheng does not plan to conquer the world with his fists.

He had carefully investigated that because of the Orbital Revolution, the entire industry in this world was developing significantly, and even the prototype of computers had appeared. What Fang Zheng wanted to do was to learn from Microsoft and start from the operating system to sweep the world. The computer system in this world was still very primitive, similar to the DOS system. In Fang Zheng's view, this was a business opportunity!

As for fighting and killing, just leave it to the guerrillas. What he has to do is to develop a new control system, a new technology chip, and a new force communication device, so that the world can enjoy the fun of krypton gold in the shortest time!

This is the goal of the God of Games!!

The main reason why Fang Zheng takes on these assassination missions is to raise funds for himself. He doesn't want to follow Bill Gates and start from a garage - the world would be useless without the FBI.

Fang Zheng already has quite a bit of money in his account. Once he has more, he can create a fake identity and leave to go somewhere else to carry out his "window system research and development plan"... Well, the Kingdom of Liberl is a good choice. I heard that the central workshop there is also unique in the design of guide force. If he goes there to conduct research, it should be easy to transform the results.

Moreover, compared to large countries like the Republic of Calvard and the Erebonian Empire, the Kingdom of Liberl is relatively small and easier to deal with.

"Nothing, I'm leaving."

After drinking the juice, Fang Zheng put the empty glass on the bar and prepared to leave. Then at this moment, the bartender came over again and handed Fang Zheng another glass attentively.

“Bloody Mary?”

Looking at the bright red wine in front of him, Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, sir, it's for you."

Fang Zheng took the glass and drank it all in one gulp. Then he pulled up his hood and walked out of the bar, and then came to a remote alley. It was not until this time that Fang Zheng took out a rolled-up piece of paper from his pocket. He unfolded the paper towards the sun, and soon, under the sunlight, the words "Bonn Lumia, 50,000" appeared on the originally blank piece of paper.

"Bohn... um, if I remember correctly, this guy seems to be a suspect of human smuggling..."

Fang Zheng looked at the name in front of him and narrowed his eyes.

But 50,000 Mira...it's really a waste not to make this money.

Just do it on the way home.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng burned the note with fire, then turned around and disappeared into the alley.