Thriller Paradise

He opened the pane that led to the ventilation system, and there was nothing to be seen. The visibility was very bad, and it was hard to look further in. Obviously, when Clapton was conversing with the young officer, the person in the vent had already retreated into the system. If there was no explosion in the surveillance room and the young officer was good enough, then perhaps when he climbed onto the locker, he would have seen that the dust on top of the locker had been disturbed. Unfortunately, that was impossible to see after the explosion.

With Feng Bujue's cunning, he naturally would not leave the broken earpiece inside the vent, so that clue was ended. The officer leaned forward and climbed into the vent. Using his elbows, he slowly crawled forward. After his conversation with Clapton, his confidence of finding the criminal had dwindled. He was doing this merely to confirm his suspicion. He decided to look around the system and observe the system from the inside to see if he could find any trace.

By then, Feng Bujue had crawled up the vertical vent and headed to the roof. Actually… that was not Feng Bujue's original plan. His original plan was to lie to Clapton by saying that he had escaped and dropping hints that he was a psychic, shaking the man's confidence. Then, he created the explosion to anger the man. When their attention was elsewhere, he would take this opportunity to escape.

But at this point, things were easier. Inside the vent, Feng Bujue heard everything that Clapton said into the walkie talkie. Since the people at the rooftop had been called away, he could just run away from there. Feng Bujue soon reached the roof through the vent. There had been a sniper waiting there, but now it was abandoned. He jumped out from the vent, stayed in a crouching position, and leaped toward the roof of the adjacent building without saying anything.

A distance of almost four meters, even with the fence in the middle, was nothing for Feng Bujue. Even though without Body Enhancement Spell, he could make the jump easily. As mentioned earlier, after players reached level thirty, no matter what was their mastery condition, their physical ability was equal to the main characters in Assassin Creeds. Currently, Feng Bujue was level twenty-eight. As an all-rounded player, all of his ability was above average, so naturally, he could manage something like this.

Of course, in pure combat, the other five players were like Agent Smith while Feng Bujue would be like the small mob. In a real fight, he would be dead.

After several jumps, Feng Bujue came to the rooftop of a nearby residential building. He found the fire escape and looked down the alley. There was no one there. After all, most of the people were at the bank, getting the free money.

Feng Bujue slid down the stairs with ease. When he reached the second floor, with a tightening of his grip, he leaped over the railing and landed on the ground.

"Sigh… it is just my luck to run into something like this at the start of a scenario," Feng Bujue grumbled. "Thankfully, it was not that difficult to get myself extricated from that situation."

After looking left and right, he activated Kyaaa!

A magic circle made from red light appeared on the ground before Feng Bujue. Light gathered on the circle, and it floated in the air for a while before the light coagulated into a corporeal form.

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Name: Summoning—Hammerhead Stork

Skill Property: Active Skill, Permanent

Skill Type: Summoning

Effect: Summon a Hammerhead Stork to fight by your side (Cooldown: ten minutes, creature will be active for five minutes, maximum one summoned creature at one time)

Consumption: Stamina Points 50, Sorcery Points 10

Learning Requirement: Summoning F

Remark: Because its head is so heavy, it is unable to fly.

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"This looks rather unassuming…" Feng Bujue looked at the description of the skill. After the summoned creature appeared, he could see a new Life Points bar in his game menu, shown as a percentage and not an actual number. There was an 'unsummon' button next to it.

"Can you understand what I say?" Feng Bujue spoke to the summoned creature. The Hammerhead Stork showed no response…

"Hmm… Go to that side." Feng Bujue pointed at a spot that was left to him with his finger. The Hammerhead Stork walked over there.

"Jump once," Feng Bujue said again.

The Hammerhead Stork jumped where he was.

"Stay where you are and then jump once in ten seconds." Feng Bujue said that command and then walked away for about ten meters. He turned back to look. The Hammerhead Stork did not move to follow him, but it also did not jump after ten seconds.

"So, that's how this works…" Feng Bujue understood that he had just given a useless command, so he said, "Play dead."

No reaction…

"Stand on one leg."

The Hammerhead Stork did what it was told.

"Maintain this posture and turn around in circle."

There was no reaction, but it was still standing on one leg.

"It will ignore orders that are beyond its capability, huh?" Feng Bujue reached over to grab the Hammerhead Stork's neck and tried to give it a squeeze, but he realized that he was unable to translate that intention into action.

"So, this thing acts just like a teammate…" Feng Bujue tried to put the Hammerhead Stork into his inventory, and to his surprise, it worked.

"Okay… I think I get it now." Feng Bujue had completed his test, so he unsummoned this creature. After all, he was not going to need this thing to follow him while he strolled the street. "I wonder if all summoned creatures are like this. In any case, I'd better go get a newspaper and find out the current situation of Gotham City."

At the same time, on the other side of the city…

On a long bench at the park, there sat a man who was reading the newspaper. He wore a normal checkered shirt, jeans, and a jacket and had short, normal hair. He looked like a normal citizen who could not have been more unassuming. No one would pay attention to someone like this. If this was a movie, he would be one of the extras, part of the background. He would be blurred out, and his face would not be seen. But in this case, he was a player, King of Shadows.

Suddenly, a small voice rang out. "Someone has used the summoning skill."

This voice was strange, and it appeared to come out from underneath the bench where the man was seated. But there was nothing under there.

"The summoned creature is?" King of Shadows asked.

"Just a random creature. There's no need to mind it, and it has already been unsummoned," the voice replied.

"Can you give me its last known location?" The King of Shadows asked again.

"Of course I can."

King of Shadows folded the paper and slowly stood up. He said as if to himself, "Lead the way."