Chapter 129 Hawkson Village

A pair of X-ray Vision!!!

When he saw this reward information, Wang Xiuyuan's head buzzed and stalled, and his vision instantly fell into darkness.

As his consciousness gradually returned, only one thought remained in his mind: 'I'm so damn awesome'!

Wang Xiuyuan stared fixedly at the wall, his pupils constricting. The solid wall gradually became ethereal in his vision, and then the scene in the living room next door came into view.

Feeling the miraculous nature of the X-ray Vision, Wang Xiuyuan couldn't help but exclaim: "This is definitely a cheating artifact!"

Wang Xiuyuan quickly thought of a whole host of clever uses for the X-ray Vision, such as peeking at the poker card values in the dealing shoe while gambling at a casino, or taking the opportunity to check the contents of important documents while visiting a certain company...

However, for Wang Xiuyuan, the greatest use was to check whether people approaching him were carrying weapons; after all, life and safety were above all else.

Of course, an old pervert like Wang Xiuyuan would certainly not miss using the X-ray Vision to admire the figures of beautiful women. He personally believed this was the most legitimate use for them.

Although the visual range for X-ray vision was only a hundred meters, it was already enough for Wang Xiuyuan.

Subsequently, Wang Xiuyuan went for two more ten-draws, only pulling two language packs: German Proficiency (Price: 20,000 sin points) and Portuguese Proficiency (Price: 20,000 sin points).

Tonight, Wang Xiuyuan had seemingly raided a "nest" at the Foreign Languages Institute, drawing five foreign language rewards in a row.

Adding the previously drawn French Proficiency and Russian Language Mastery, along with the English and Chinese the original host already knew, Wang Xiuyuan had mastered as many as nine languages.

If nothing else, if Wang Xiuyuan ever had bad luck and went bankrupt, he could live very comfortably just by being a translator.

【heavenly dao system】

Character: Wang Xiuyuan

Strength: 34 points, Stamina: 30 points, Intelligence: 30 points, Willpower: 30 points

(Average for an ordinary person is 10 points; the human genetic limit is 100 points)

sin points: 177,300 points, merit points: 1,738 points

System Skills: [Master-level Futures Trading Experience], [Master-level Stock Trading Experience], [Master-level Currency Trading Experience]

[Master-level Baji Quan], [Master-level Black Dragon Eighteen Hands]

[CQB Close Quarters Battle Special Operations System Combat Experience]

[Master-level Rifle Marksmanship], [Mastery Level Pistol Marksmanship]

[French Proficiency], [Russian Language Mastery], [Japanese Proficiency], [Korean Proficiency], [Spanish Proficiency], [German Proficiency], [Portuguese Proficiency]

[Master-level Appraisal Experience for Oriental Porcelain], [Master-level Appraisal Experience for Oriental Calligraphy and Painting], [Master-level Appraisal Experience for Oriental Jade], [Master-level Appraisal Experience for Western Oil Painting], [Master-level Appraisal Experience for Western Sculpture], [Master-level Appraisal Skill Proficiency for Oriental Bronzeware]

With the conclusion of this system draw, Wang Xiuyuan's system skill entries numbered as many as twenty-one. He realized very clearly that the longer his list of system skills, the stronger his abilities became.

Hoxne, Suffolk County, was a small village with a permanent population of only a little over a hundred people. The people living here earned their living through farming, and their income levels were firmly in the middle class.

Because Hoxne village was in a remote location, outsiders rarely came here.

If Wang Xiuyuan and his group stayed here for a long time, they would definitely be very conspicuous, so they had to disguise themselves as passing backpackers.

Before Wang Xiuyuan was a classic country house. The walls of the house were built from stacked stones, and the roof was a steep pitch covered in thatch, looking very vintage.

In the early twentieth century, this kind of thatched cottage was a sign of poverty.

But with the rapid economic development in Europe after World War II, these houses with thatched roofs gradually became iconic structures that only wealthy individuals could afford to live in.

In the early days, the craftsmanship for poor people's thatched roofs was very crude. Generally, wheat straw or reeds were tied into rows with wooden sticks and then layered on the roof. In any case, it wasn't a problem for keeping out the wind and rain.

With technological progress, various building materials achieved industrial mass production. The British began using tiles, which were cheaper and easier to install, for their roofs. It was precisely for this reason that the advantages of thatched roofs quickly became apparent.

Tiled roofs only have a thin layer of tiles and a thin waterproof sheet, so their insulation is extremely poor.

However, traditional thatched roofs require a layer of thatch over thirty centimeters thick, so their insulation and soundproofing are exceptionally good.

The only drawback is that the thatch on the roof needs to be replaced every thirty years or so, and the price is quite expensive, generally measured in five-figure pound units.

If someone wasn't relatively wealthy, they really couldn't afford to live in a house with a thatched roof.

Especially after entering the twenty-first century, labor costs in the UK became outrageously high.

Coupled with the long construction cycle and increasingly tedious steps for thatched roofs, fewer and fewer people knew the technique.

Houses with thatched roofs became increasingly sought after in the housing market, becoming a symbol of wealth and nobility.

“Boss, the owner of this house is named Eric Rouse. He’s a born-and-bred Hoxne local. He was born and raised here, and then he inherited the family farm.

We’ve only found this much information for now.

This village is quite remote and few outsiders come here, so we didn't dare to do too much to avoid alerting the target.”

As an excellent manager, Wang Xiuyuan naturally knew that the problems they mentioned were objective realities, so he did not blame them.

If there was any deficiency in this group of Bodyguards' work, it was only that they hadn't reported the difficulties they faced to Wang Xiuyuan in advance and hadn't actively looked for a way to break the deadlock.

Considering that current communication conditions were in a relatively inconvenient stage, Wang Xiuyuan couldn't really blame them.

At the very least, this group hadn't acted rashly, which could have caused some irreparable negative impact.

“Don’t worry too much about it. This problem is indeed hard to solve. Let’s take a look first.”

Wang Xiuyuan stood by the roadside using his X-ray Vision to carefully check every corner of the house, but he came up empty-handed.

“Boss, someone’s coming.”

Following the warning from the subordinate Bodyguard, a white MG Car could be seen slowly approaching from a distance.

“Remember, we’re backpackers on a hiking trip. Everyone relax a bit. The more serious you are, the easier it is to give ourselves away.”

“Yes, Boss.”

According to Murphy's Law, sometimes the more one worries about something happening, the more certain it is that that very thing will occur.

The last thing they wanted was for this car to stop in front of them and for the person inside to ask who they were—and for that person to happen to be the owner of this house.

But as luck would have it, everything Wang Xiuyuan and his group were worried about came true; the vehicle eventually stopped right in front of them.

As the car window rolled down, an old man in his fifties asked them with a look of vigilance: “I am the owner of this house, Eric Rouse. Who are you?

I just saw you all staring at my house. Is there something you need from me?”