Under the moonlight, in what was now the ruins of Rogge Town occupied by various monsters, Wang Zhifan, who was wearing a Wind Concealing Conical Hat and in stealth, suddenly stopped.
At this moment, he originally intended to use his memory from yesterday to locate the treasure trove filled with rare-grade equipment, but he had an unexpected discovery before actually finding it.
Specifically, he found a somewhat familiar person in a dilapidated house, someone he had met a few times before, but who was now severely injured and unconscious on the ground.
"This should be the third time I’ve run into this guy, right? Fate really works in mysterious ways."
Slightly surprised in his heart, the invisible Wang Zhifan walked from the street to an unremarkable broken house nearby. This house appeared to have been violently damaged by some monsters today, turning it into a hazardous structure, but unlike usual, there were no active monsters inside. Instead, there were several ordinary monster corpses killed by sharp weapons, and a thin man dressed in bloodstained black clothes, with his face concealed, lying curled on his side among the pile of monster corpses.
Without a doubt, the unconscious man discovered purely by chance by the passing Wang Zhifan thanks to his strong perception, was the same Assassin player Wang Zhifan had first seen at the Lion’s Eye Camp, then saw fighting with a Gunner, and finally encountered for a second time yesterday in Rogge Town’s Wild Rose Tavern.
This person currently seemed to be in a dire state according to Wang Zhifan’s perception. He had multiple severe bite and scratch wounds and appeared to be slightly poisoned. It seemed unlikely he would last another hour. In fact, he might not even withstand an hour, as Wang Zhifan noticed a group of roaming monsters nearby approaching, likely to discover this incapacitated prey within ten minutes.
"No, wait... Isn’t this guy an Assassin class? How did he get so severely injured? Wouldn’t he have been fine if he just went invisible and ran away?"
Entering the broken street-side house, illuminated faintly by the moonlight filtering through, Wang Zhifan, under his Wind Concealing Conical Hat, watched the unconscious, thin Assassin man on the floor through the curtain, feeling quite puzzled.
There had always been a saying on player forums that, although the Assassin class belonged to the unfortunate melee category, its survival ability in instances was better than that of Warriors and even popular ranged classes like Gunners and Mages. This was because this class could unlock the divine skill of stealth at a very low level and had very high agility and speed, making its escape abilities ranked highest among all classes.
Therefore, seeing this scene now left Wang Zhifan somewhat perplexed. This unconscious man on the ground, as per his observations, was clearly an Assassin player. Why was he so grievously injured, nearly dying? Had he suddenly gone mad and tried to go rogue among the monsters?
"The gear on this guy doesn’t look too good... but I remember he once used some method at the entrance of the Lion’s Eye Camp to block that Gunner’s bullet."
Considering that the punishment mechanism of the instance was removed, Wang Zhifan continued to closely examine this unconscious Assassin player, who had effectively turned into a sitting duck, hoping to find any good equipment that might be borrowed.
But even after intensely using his exaggeratedly strong perception for over ten seconds, he couldn’t find any good gear on this person. He could only confirm that the black clothes worn were fine layer equipment and already damaged, and the mask on his face was ordinary grade, not worth mentioning.
"There’s really nothing valuable to take... So should I just leave?"
Then, Wang Zhifan contemplated whether he should immediately leave, letting this player die in unconsciousness or be eaten by the monsters coming up behind or do something else.
It wasn’t that he was fussy; primarily, he wasn’t a particularly cold-blooded person, and many times, he didn’t mind lending others a hand when it was convenient. However, in this instance, players were more like rivals, which made him hesitate about whether to help.
After pondering for a second or two, Wang Zhifan quickly made a decision.
"Well, I feel a kind of karma with this guy, having run into him three times in a row. Let’s just call it accumulating goodwill... Besides, the day is nearly over, and there’s no point in not using the three daily uses of George’s Magical Sound Device to their fullest."
With that decision made, Wang Zhifan immediately took out his excellent quality item, George’s Magical Sound Device, designated the unconscious, severely injured player on the ground as an ally, and then turned the BGM2 of the sound device to maximum volume.
His actions immediately revealed his position, drawing a significant number of surrounding monsters toward this suddenly emerging sound source, but he didn’t mind these minor disturbances. He effortlessly used a bit of the power of ice, turning the incoming group of monsters into ice sculptures, stuck standing in place.
Half a minute later, thanks to the healing skill attached to George’s Magical Sound Device’s BGM2, the wounds on the Assassin player before Wang Zhifan began to heal gradually, and his consciousness quickly returned.
When the man opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a tall figure in front of him wearing a conical hat—a mysterious man appearing grand and imposing against the moonlit backdrop.