Important Note: From now on, there is a difference between the "System" and the "system". The "System" is the one who is turned into a mouse. The "system" refers to the automatic guidance prepared by the higher ups. The system is not the same as the System.
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Milton also explained the division of the Enigma Guild. There were two main groups in the Enigma Guild.
The first group was the one that dealt with the underworld. This group specialized in doing things and operating under the table, in the darkness. Businesses such as assassinating someone, spying on someone and obtaining intelligence was part of this group.
The second group was the one that operated in the light. Things like escorting clients (where the Enigma Guild would send skilled fighters to escort an important person or important goods), trading, and illegally selling salt and alcohol were part of this group.
Technically speaking, illegally selling salt and alcohol were things that were supposed to be part of the first group. After all, selling these items without a permit was illegal.
However, it was an open secret that many nobles actually bought, sold, and distributed these items illegally. Because of various reasons, the Imperial Family was also willing to turn a blind eye at these transactions.
Therefore, the selling and distributing of these items were considered as part of the second group.
After listening to Milton's explanation, Feng Yongrui was brought into the guild's headquarters in the city. In each main city, the Enigma Guild would have their headquarters, along with the leader of that particular branch.
In Leardale, considering the fact that this was the second largest city in the kingdom, the guild's headquarters was quite big. Milton led Feng Yongrui inside the building and he looked around in curiosity.
"There are three things that you need to do since you're going to become the successor," Milton explained.
"First, you have to train yourself to become a good assassin. The Enigma Guild does not and will not accept a weak person as the leader," Milton said sternly.
"Secondly, you have to study hard. I heard that you were a street rat before this, right? So I assume you can't read or write. If you're going to become the successor, you'll have to be able to handle business negotiations and understand contracts."
Milton looked at the kid's face in front of him and clicked his tongue.
"Of course, whether you'll really become the successor or not depends on the Boss' whims," he muttered under his breath.
"Last but not least, you have to listen to the Boss and do whatever he says..."
Feng Yongrui nodded his head quickly, and Milton gave an audible sigh. This poor kid... how long would he last before the Boss got tired of him?
Milton was a very efficient person, and within a day he had already shown Feng Yongrui the various rooms in the headquarters, he had assigned a room for Feng Yongrui, and even crafted a timetable for him.
When Feng Yongrui received the timetable, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This timetable... was even stricter than the ones he had at school. He had to wake up at four in the morning, take quick bath, and then have breakfast.
At five o'clock, he would have physical training with an instructor that Milton had assigned to him. The main purpose of this physical training was to build up his endurance and strength. This training was last for two and a half hours.
From 07.30 until 08.00, he had a short break, and he could do whatever he wanted at that time. Then, starting from eight o'clock until eleven o'clock, he would have training with Dobbin. This training would be focused on the handling and proper use of weapons.
After that, he would have an hour-long break, which was also his lunch time. After lunch, he had training again with another instructor, this time the focus was on stealth and spying on people.
This training lasted three hours, and afterwards, he would have lessons on reading and writing. He would spend two hours learning to read and write and another two hours learning about business negotiations.
By that time it should be seven o'clock, and he had to have dinner, take a bath, and be ready for bed by nine o'clock.
"Actually, there's no such thing as a curfew... If you want to sleep later than nine o'clock, it's fine. But you can't have excuses and come late to training the next day," Milton said.
Feng Yongrui nodded in understanding.
"If you want to go out or go shopping, you can tell Dobbin anytime. He'll be in charge of guarding you and paying for the items that you buy," Milton explained. "Of course, to ensure your safety, you are not allowed to go out without an escort or without informing someone beforehand."
Milton stopped in front of Feng Yongrui's room and said a few more words.
"Tomorrow you'll start your day, just like the timetable. Make sure not to be late to classes."
After assuring Milton that he understood, Milton finally left him alone, and Feng Yongrui looked at his room.
"I'm finally alone... System, how are you?" Feng Yongrui asked.
He waited for half a minute, but he received no reply. Of course, he had no idea that at this moment the System was in a life and death situation, running away from a cat that wanted to eat it...
Feng Yongrui sighed and shifted his attention at his room. The room was clean, but the furniture was really minimalist. There was only one bed, a table and two chairs. There was also a bathroom inside the bedroom, with a bucket of water for him to take a bath.
Feng Yongrui sat on one chair in silence, feeling rather lost. In the previous three worlds, he had the System Mall. It was his biggest advantage -- his gold finger.
In the first world, for example, even though he was in a cultivation world, he was still able to bathe normally because he bought necessities like soap and towels from the System Mall.
In the third world, he didn't need to buy anything from the System Mall because he could use his magical prowess to clean himself up. It was simple and effective. But here...
Feng Yongrui looked at the bathroom in front of him and wanted to cry. Why... did he end up in a world that was similar to medieval Europe? He missed his bathroom in the second world... At that time, he was really rich!
Feng Yongrui tried not to lament his situation too much. Anyway, he learned two things because of this.
First, he was too reliant on the System, especially the System Mall, and this wasn't good. He had to improve himself... what if one day he didn't have the System anymore?
Secondly... medieval toilets weren't nice!
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Feng Yongrui went to bed rather early and fell into a deep sleep. In his dreams, he found himself in a beautiful house filled with sparkling toilets, a wonderful drainage system, and air fresheners that smelled like lavenders... It was a blissful paradise of toilets and bathrooms and showers and bathtubs~~
"Ding~"
[It is 03.00 in the morning, and Milton expects you to get up at 04.00 -- today is also your first day of training, so it is important that you show Igino Wolf that you have a good attitude. What will you choose?]
[Wake up now.]
[Wake up at this moment.]
[Wake up. NOW.]
Feng Yongrui was still caught up in his dreams of bathrooms, so when he saw a green screen flashing in front of him, he did not understand what was going on and simply ignored it.
After 10 seconds of silence, during which Feng Yongrui ignored the system completely, there was another "ding~" and the system gave a warning.
"Warning! If the Host does not make a decision within five seconds, the system will make the decision for you-- beep!"
"Ten seconds have passed. The system has made the choice for you."
[Wake up. NOW.]
Feng Yongrui was in the middle of his dream when he felt a bold of electricity stinging his entire body. The sudden pain jolted him awake, and he sat up in shock. What happened?!
When Feng Yongrui saw the screen and the words in front of him, he slowly understand what had happened. The system forced him awake! Seeing the three choices in front of him, Feng Yongrui felt his lips twitching. What kind of choices were these? They were obviously the same, they just wanted him to wake up.
Feng Yongrui wanted to lie down again and sleep for a few more minutes. Anyway, he was supposed to wake up at four, not three... But... remembering the pain that woke him up, Feng Yongrui was reluctant to lie down again.
He gave a sad sigh and rubbed his sleepy eyes. Since he had to wake up, then he'd just wake up and get ready...
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