397: Chapter 397 Crossing Boundaries is the Way Out

"Something's not right!"

City Lord Xuan De let out a loud roar, his eyes fixed intently on Chen You.

Chen You was slightly taken aback, thinking, *Did this ox-brain suddenly see the light?*

With his hands behind his back, he circulated his True Qi, ready to strike again at any moment.

As long as this three-meter-tall Minotaur dared to show his health bar, he didn't mind giving him another beating.

"What's not right?" Chen You asked expressionlessly, his voice cold.

The players who were playing dead also pricked up their ears.

City Lord Xuan De lowered Xiangxiang from his shoulders, looked down at his fists the size of clay pots, and then at the Twin Swords beside him, which were as large as door panels.

His heavy breathing blasted against the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"My sister can find a new path and become a Mage Lord," City Lord Xuan De suddenly looked up, his ox-eyes staring intently at Chen You, "then what about me?"

Chen You's fingers, which were forming a seal behind his back, stiffened.

"At my age, I've actually long grown tired of hacking away!" City Lord Xuan De kicked aside the giant swords on the ground, the metal hitting the stone slabs with a dull thud.

"Every time I hack someone, I feel empty inside. I feel like my Berserk state is actually an accumulation of emotions."

"Can I also cross over, just like Xiangxiang?"

A deathly silence fell over the square.

The players were stunned for a full five seconds before an uproar erupted.

"Holy crap? The Berserker City Lord wants to change classes?"

"A Minotaur Mage? The image is too beautiful, I can't look."

"God You, you're creating a sin... no, you're too awesome!"

The corner of Chen You's eye twitched violently.

He looked at the Minotaur before him, whose pectoral muscles were larger than washbasins and whose body was covered in scars, as several options flashed through his mind.

Tell him the truth? Then this seal likely wouldn't be stamped.

Go along with his delusion? What could a body of this size even change into?

Chen You sighed inwardly, raised his chin slightly, and struck the pose of a compassionate, otherworldly master.

"You've finally realized it," Chen You said in a profound tone. "I thought you'd have to hack for another ten years before you could fully grasp this truth."

City Lord Xuan De trembled all over and said in ecstasy, "I really can? What can I become?"

"Actually, I've always thought stealth was cool. I want to be an Assassin!"

A three-meter-tall Minotaur Assassin who shook the earth with every step.

Chen You took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to curse.

"What is the ultimate secret of an Assassin?" Chen You asked back.

City Lord Xuan De scratched his head. "Hiding in the shadows and killing with one strike?"

"Superficial!" Chen You shouted coldly, stunning the entire audience.

"That's how low-tier Assassins play. True top-tier Assassins follow the 'Berserk Stealth Style'."

"Ber... Berserk Stealth?" City Lord Xuan De was stunned.

Correct." Chen You walked up to City Lord Xuan De and pointed at the giant swords on the ground.

"Why do you think such broad weapons are called Twin Swords?"

City Lord Xuan De thought for a moment and was suddenly struck by realization.

Dual swords were originally the standard equipment for an Assassin!

"You carry them and swagger into the enemy camp. As long as you hack to death every enemy who sees you, no one will know you were ever there."

"This is perfect stealth!"

City Lord Xuan De's mouth hung open.

The players had gone wild.

"What the hell, killing all the witnesses is stealth?!"

"A logical genius! God You, please take my knees!"

"Physics-based stealth, a path never before considered."

"Physics-based stealth..." City Lord Xuan De muttered to himself, his eyes bursting with an unprecedented radiance.

He understood.

The class bottleneck that had troubled him for decades shattered at this moment.

It turned out he wasn't untalented; it was just that his talent was too ahead of its time!

"Master!" City Lord Xuan De's knees buckled, and he knelt before Chen You with a "thud."

"I get it! I get it all now!" City Lord Xuan De trembled with excitement.

"I'm going to establish the 'Berserk Assassin Alliance' right now! I want all the Berserkers in Sanjing City to understand that muscles are just the surface; the soul's crossover is the truth!"

Xiangxiang clapped her hands excitedly on the side. "Brother is so great! Let's debut in the center position together!"

Looking at the fanatical siblings, Chen You had only one thought.

Hurry up and get the stamp, then run.

If he stayed any longer, Sanjing City would likely turn into a psychiatric hospital.

"Since you have attained enlightenment, let's talk business." Chen You pointed at the contract silk at City Lord Xuan De's waist.

City Lord Xuan De didn't hesitate for a moment.

His admiration for Chen You had reached an insurmountable height.

He stood up, pulled open the silk with one hand, and took out the City Lord's seal with the other.

He pressed it firmly onto a blank spot on the silk.

A wild bull-head totem appeared on the contract silk, its edges adorned with a strange pattern of musical notes and daggers.

A system notification sounded in Chen You's ear:

[Ding! You have obtained the Sanjing City Lord's mark. Current progress: 2/7.]

[Special Note: Due to your subversive guidance on Sanjing City's development path, the faction's characteristics have undergone a permanent shift.]

Chen You looked at the strange totem, the corner of his mouth twitching.

He really had bluffed him into oblivion.

Even the system's judgment had changed accordingly.

He quickly rolled up the contract silk and stuffed it into his backpack.

"Xuan De, you and Xiangxiang practice well. I have things to do, so I'll be going now." Chen You turned around and snapped his fingers.

As soon as the Nine Nether Heaven-Devouring Kun appeared, Chen You dived directly into the palace on its back.

"Farewell, Mentor!" City Lord Xuan De yelled at the top of his lungs.

Xiangxiang followed suit, waving her hands. "Goodbye, Brother God You! I'll work hard on my vocal exercises!"

Chen You didn't look back and quickly locked onto the coordinates for Zhao City.

If he didn't leave now, he was truly afraid he'd burst out laughing.

The giant Kun let out a cry that pierced the clouds, and the space ahead distorted violently.

Its massive body lunged forward, vanishing directly into a void rift.

On the Sanjing City square, the players looked up, unable to snap out of it for a long time.

Then, he locked onto the Zhao City coordinates and teleported directly.

...

Zhao City, the City Lord's Manor hall.

City Lord Gao De paced back and forth in the hall, holding a report.

"City Lord Gao De, I hope you've been well."

Chen You's voice arrived before he did.

City Lord Gao De was startled but immediately put on a warm smile.

He strode forward and grasped Chen You's hands with both of his.

"Brother Chen's arrival brings glory to Zhao City. I hope the garrison from White Jade Capital is serving you well?"

"Quite well." Chen You pulled his hand away, not intending to exchange pleasantries.

He pulled the contract silk directly from his backpack and unfurled it.

"I'm in a hurry, City Lord Gao, do me a favor."

City Lord Gao De's gaze fell upon the silk.

"Brother Chen's business is Zhao City's business."

City Lord Gao De didn't hesitate in the slightest and took out the City Lord's seal.

"Slap."

A heavy shield totem was stamped onto the silk.

[Ding! You have obtained the Zhao City Lord's mark. Current progress: 3/7.]

Chen You nodded with satisfaction.

"Thanks. I'll buy you a drink some other time."

"You're too kind. I'll be waiting anytime." City Lord Gao De smiled flawlessly.

Chen You turned around and walked straight out, then summoned the giant Kun once more.

A void rift swallowed Chen You's figure.

Thousand Light City, the City Lord's Manor back garden.

Meng De pushed a wheelchair, taking a leisurely stroll on a pebble path.

Sitting in the wheelchair was Du Chedi, whose legs were disabled.

Cai Wenjuan stood by with a fruit plate, occasionally feeding Du Chedi a piece of sliced apple.

"Brother Meng, push slower, you're jarring my legs." Du Chedi complained indistinctly while chewing an apple.

"Sure thing, Big Brother Du." Meng De, a dignified City Lord, was now all smiles.

He slowed his pace, his movements gentle.

Cai Wenjuan gave Meng De a reproachful look.

"Be gentler with your hands and feet; Chedi's constitution is weak."

Meng De nodded repeatedly.

Although these days were strange, he actually felt surprisingly at peace.

He no longer had to suffer the condemnation of his conscience, and he could see Cai Wenjuan every day.