Translator: WuWang

Editor: Lightbubble

Chapter 1: Stealing

In Luo Yang City.

An unkempt young man curled up his body in the shade of the bridge and inanely gazed at his dirty hands.
No one knew what he was thinking about.

Many people had passed by him.
Most just took a glance at him, then ignored him and kept moving.

A middled-aged woman thought that the young man was too poor, so she threw a few coins at him.
However, she didn’t receive any gratitudes.
She complained a few words for the young man’s rudeness, then turned around to leave.

Maybe the coin’s crisp sound had woken him up, the young man’s eyes began to recover and gradually brightened up.

The young man looked up at the continuous streams of people in surprise.
He seemed to not believe what was in front of his eyes.

“This… place… Ten years ago? Interesting.
That ‘thing’.
They had thought it to be useless… but it actually had this function! Hehe, I really want to let those fools know this and see their expressions.”

The young man looked very optimistic.
He didn ’t look very surprised after having realized that he had leapt through time, but instead laughed like a crazy man.
The passers-by rolled their eyes, shook their heads and speed up their paces.
They were not even willing to stay one second longer around the young man.

After a while, the young man stopped laughing and gradually calmed down.
His eyes turned terribly somber, as if he had changed to a completely different person.

He quietly looked at the digital clock on the opposite wall, then whispered, “18:29.
So, there is still an hour and thirty-seven minutes before that ‘thing’ happens.”

The youth man quickly computed in his heart.
Suddenly, his eyes became ruthless and tyrannical, then whispered to himself in a cold tone, “That ‘thing’ should be a BUG of ‘Paradise’.
Otherwise, it can’t undermine the rules. ”

My power wasn’t enough to touch the world’s truth.
This time, I, Zhang Mu, will try my best to find out what a pitiful presence is hiding behind the rules!

Zhang Mu’s face was ferocious at this moment, but he knew that there wasn’t much time left.
It wasn’t the right time for resentment.

Regardless of other people’s surprised sights, Zhang Mu suddenly got up and looked around.

He was 1.83 meters tall.
His face was slightly gaunt and there were also a few scars on his arms and legs.
From his appearance, he looked really like a delinquent.

However, his body was straight, and his piercing eyes gave him an entirely new look.
Standing inside the zombie-like crowd, he looked like an alien more than a human.

His powerful computing power could help him make one safe alternative after another.
This was his most powerful ability that helped him survive as an ordinary person in the future.

In a few minutes, a simple schedule been formed in Zhang Mu’s mind after having calculated it dozens of times.

Gunpowder weapons would become wastes the very moment the new era comes.
By that time, only well-made cold weapons would help him survive.

Of course, knife wasn’t one of his options, and fire axe was also a bad choice.
As for where he could obtain well-made cold weapons… Zhang Mu recalled the location of a famous handmade sword shop and coincidently, its location wasn’t far away from where he currently was.

The first step of his plan was to find a good weapon to help him survive.

Even in the future, he didn’t have the guts and power to confront danger unarmed.
Now, he didn’t have too many choices.
A handmade sword was the best weapon he could obtain now.

However, even in the modern world, the expensive price of a handmade sword was already prohibitive to many people.

Although Zhang Mu knew that due to poor management and remote position, the goods in the handmade sword shop were very cheap, however, they were handmade swords, not some wholesale fruit knives.
The cost was still very high.

How could I get the money?

He didn’t even have a decent clothes now.

Oh, right！

Zhang Mu patted his forehead.
A strange smile made an appearance on the corner of his mouth.

Ten years ago, which also meant now, he had just left the Thieves Sect and drifted along aimlessly.
In other words, he was a thief.
There was a simple method for him to get money quickly.

However, Thieves Sect wasn’t a normal thieves guild.
It had hundreds of years of history, and had strict rules.

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