In the alley, the man's desperate counterattack turned out to be futile, because Wang Zhifan froze his hands before he could truly launch an attack. He even delightfully took the gun that the man drew out and inspected it closely in his own hands.

This move immediately made the man realize that he was no match for the young man in front of him, and he burst into tears, begging for mercy. Wang Zhifan, seemingly unconcerned, continued to "negotiate business" with him in a calm manner.

The negotiation process lasted around fifteen minutes, and after that, Wang Zhifan walked out of the alley alone. The five people who originally blocked him had completely disappeared, seemingly having been let go as promised.

However, if someone investigated carefully, they would find mysterious ice crystal dust in some corners of the area surrounding the alley, with the total weight suspiciously equaling the weight of the missing five people.

"What an unexpected gain, tonight wasn't a waste at all."

By this time, it was already ten o'clock at night. Wang Zhifan had long since left the area near the alley and the rundown factory, returning to the hotel room he rented in Jinlin City.

The reason he was satisfied with his gains was that his personal space was now filled with several pieces of gear, mostly of Fine Layer quality, but also a rare-grade firearm.

He speculated that this rare-grade weapon was likely obtained by the gang he dealt with an hour ago when they murdered a player. The player was probably lured by the gang's so-called coal boss offering a high price, only to be trapped and killed by them.

Wang Zhifan could only sigh at the wonders of the world, noting that many scams are actually far from clever, with obvious loopholes, yet some people still fall into them, hoping for a stroke of luck, leading to their downfall.

"Selling these pieces of equipment should net me at least six million. It seems like I'm really going to become Fu soon... However, I should offload these things through other methods after some time. Even though my power is strong enough, I can't be too ostentatious."

The two hours he spent outside that night brought considerable harvest. Although it didn't enhance Wang Zhifan's personal strength in any way, it pretty much solved his economic problems. He had been lamenting that the items he had prepped for sale wouldn't fetch a good price. Now it was as though someone handed him a pillow when he felt sleepy.

As for the risks associated with this gain, or any potential consequences of eliminating those five people in the real world, he didn't care or think much about it.

Because, as the man in his thirties, who with his four followers had turned to ice dust earlier, said—missing players won't raise any eyebrows. After all, players dying in dungeons are practically the same as going missing, and it's impossible for people in the real world to investigate. As the player base continues to grow, such missing cases will increase, and real-world institutions won't be able to handle them.

Additionally, Wang Zhifan had a vague premonition that with the Gray Realm appearing more frequently, and more Gray Realms becoming rooted in the real world, the world would become increasingly unstable. Humanity's survival will face great challenges in the future. By then, not just a few, but hundreds or thousands of missing people would hardly draw any attention or resources.

He didn't spend the rest of the night in pure sleep but used a special Meditation Skill from the Great Dream Saber Scripture to enter a dream state, where he began cultivating his current second dream self.

He was preparing for tomorrow's dungeon run. Despite his confidence in his current prowess, he dared not underestimate the dungeon's ability to challenge him and had to prepare for all possible confrontations.

During his last run in the Dragon Peak Trial Dungeon, he initially underestimated its difficulty, thinking overcoming two or even three dragons would be easy with his strength. But unexpectedly, the dungeon showcased unprecedented hostility, revealing a never-before-heard-of peak difficulty of four dragons.

Although he narrowly cleared that dungeon and earned his most potent gain yet, the Epic Ice Source Power, he disliked the feeling of having no retreat and being forced to fight desperately. He didn't want to dance on the blade edge repeatedly, but since he couldn't foresee the dungeon's next challenge, he could only prepare as thoroughly as possible.

The night at the Jinlin City hotel passed quickly, and when the morning sunlight shone through the window, Wang Zhifan opened his eyes on the soft bed of the hotel.

"I did it... I've cultivated the second dream self. That number is just about optimal for me to control at this stage."

Wang Zhifan didn't plan to specialize in the Clone Stream with the Great Dream Saber Scripture but intended to follow a streamlined path. Thus, he currently aimed to deftly control two dream selves to assist in combat and might eventually double that number to four as his skill improved.

Never underestimate the combat ability of the dream self from the Great Dream Saber Scripture. What seems like low combat prowess is merely due to Wang Zhifan's current low cultivation level. His skill with the Great Dream Saber Scripture is merely at the entry level. If he could achieve a minor success, this exceptional Cultivation Technique would vastly enhance his combat power and address one of his seemingly less obvious shortcomings.

Wang Zhifan, possessing the complete inheritance of the Great Dream Saber Scripture, clearly understood the power of this technique, which is why he had previously forfeited an exceptional-grade summoning creature and armor in favor of focusing on upgrading his fundamental saber skills with an exceptional Skill Upgrade Scroll. All of this was to expedite his mastery of the Great Dream Saber Scripture, transforming it into his own power, unlike the other exceptional-grade cultivation techniques he possessed, Pure Yang True Skill and Wind and Thunder Heaven-Treading Skill, which currently provided no enhancement to his strength, remaining nearly useless.

"A new day has dawned, should I immediately enter today's dungeon?"

After getting up from the hotel's bed, Wang Zhifan washed up and had breakfast, then pondered this question.

The hesitance came from his lingering fear of his last experience in the Dragon Peak Trial Dungeon. He weighed how the dungeon would adjust the difficulty given his now markedly increased power, possibly arranging formidable allies and enemies that would force him to exert maximum effort for survival.

It must be said that the restriction of at least one dungeon per week is quite humane, giving Wang Zhifan an excuse to skip today's dungeon opportunity, allowing him more time for introspection.

Yet after some contemplation, he felt he couldn't back down from the dungeon challenge and decisively chose to undertake today's attempt.

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