Please ask the dream

[Life is like a journey, and the shortest shortcut may be to take a detour. ]

As the joking words flashed before his eyes, the mountain-like bookshelf appeared in front of Feng Xue again.

Although he had already sighed once, when he saw the countless books again, he would still sigh at the versatility of his cellmates.

With a thought, all the bookshelves below the master level were moved back, but even so, there were still four bookshelves with nearly a thousand books.

Considering that the total population of the Beehive Prison will be controlled within 5,000, on average, every five people have mastered a skill that can be called a master.

But think about it, anyone who can enter the Beehive Prison basically has a strong architect's attainment. Anyone with a lower level does not need to occupy the prison resources here.

However, compared with the number, these skills are highly homogeneous. For example, the largest proportion is "self-suggestion". Don't underestimate this skill that seems to be only a subsidiary discipline of psychology, because any architect will inevitably use self-suggestion to strengthen the accuracy and strength of his own architecture.

However, for Feng Xue, the self-suggestion technique is not very useful, not because he is too strong, but because... his architecture level does not need too strong suggestion at all.

If it is in a stable environment and there is enough time to prepare, then there is no need for architecture to complete it slowly. In the actual combat environment, with Feng Xue's architecture level, even with advanced suggestion technology, he cannot construct something too outrageous.

Therefore, his usual self-suggestion is just a deep enough breath.

Excluding this general skill, the remaining skills are suddenly reduced a lot, such as fighting, shooting, fighting, etc., which have considerable overlap with the assassination technique itself. Of course, there is a difference between pure technology and specialized technology for killing the enemy, but for Feng Xue, it is a bit of a waste of this rare opportunity to choose it specifically to make up for this difference.

After filtering out architecture and assassination, there are only 16 or 17 skills left, about a hundred copies.

"Cheating, tricks, anatomy, surgery... Damn, how come there is also masonry skills?" Feng Xue grinned, suddenly feeling shocked. After searching again, he found the female bedroom skills again. He didn't know how to evaluate it for a while.

But he obviously didn't need these skills now. Skipping those that required cooperation from multiple people and those that were temporarily unavailable, Feng Xue only had three types of "skill books" left in front of him.

Six [Stealing], two [Performing], and one [Conducting].

After hesitating for a while, Feng Xue crossed out [Conducting], which he didn't know whether it was for commanding the battlefield or the orchestra, and began to hesitate between [Performing] and [Stealing].

The significance of performing lies in the skill of the Death Troupe. Even if Feng Xue doesn't plan to build soldiers, the technology of multi-threaded manipulation through melody is very suitable for Feng Xue who fights alone.

And stealing is the same reason as choosing assassination before - it is a composite technology.

Many people think that stealing is just a thief who steals bags in cars, but there are many tricks involved, such as how to "sneak" without attracting attention, how to accurately determine the "valuation" of the target's worth, how to "skillfully" take away personal belongings without alarming the target, how to "act" to get rid of suspicion after the items are found to be lost, and even how to "sell stolen goods" and "bargain"...

Calculated in this way, the cost-effectiveness is not low.

However, this problem did not bother Feng Xue for too long, because he soon remembered the wise saying of the pigeon game -

[Beware of growth traps! Beware of the future! ]

Yes, pigeons are about timely cashing in. No matter how strong the collection is, if it cannot be put into use quickly, it means that it is difficult to live to the time when it is put to use!

At this point, Feng Xue stopped hesitating, closed his eyes, and casually opened a book [Stealing].

As the book was opened, Feng Xue's vision suddenly became hazy, and a cold feeling penetrated from his skin into his body, making him shudder. Then, his suddenly clear vision allowed him to see where he was at the moment.

Unlike the spacious and bright classroom of the Orchard Youth Training Camp before, this is a typical waste warehouse, with tires, old newspapers, corrugated boxes, and other things that are often seen around the homeless characters in TV dramas. But the same as before, Feng Xue is also surrounded by a group of friends.

However, most of them look about eleven or twelve years old, and they are not sitting, but tied up.

"Oh, it turns out that I am also tied up... That's okay!"

Feng Xue felt the strength on his wrist, and showed a trace of disdain in his heart. This thing can be easily untied, let alone the structure.

I don't know if the golden finger deliberately timed it right, or if it was just a coincidence. As Feng Xue woke up, the children around him opened their eyes one by one. Although their mouths were taped, they still showed the panic that children should have, and kept making humming sounds.

What's more terrible is that as the first one started to pupate, the children around him seemed to be infected and all began to twist.

Feng Xue sighed slightly, but in order not to be out of place, he still took a deep breath, pretended to twist a few times, and found the knot that tied his wrists.

How to say it, this method of tying people is quite amateurish. Feng Xue began to doubt whether he could learn anything from this dream.

"Why not just use this time to practice assassination techniques?"

Just when Feng Xue was thinking about whether to escape from this unprofessional place, the door of the warehouse was pushed open with a bang. The dim light from outside the house illuminated the dust in the air like a smoke screen, and a man with curly hair and ordinary appearance walked in casually.

However, the moment he saw this man, Feng Xue immediately stopped thinking about it. Although he didn't know this man at all, judging from his assassination skills, this guy actually had no flaws!

It's not that he couldn't kill this man, but it was difficult to get the upper hand on this man. No matter how to sneak attack, I'm afraid he must be prepared to take the opponent's attack first.

"What do you mean by first, you are a thief! Do you need such a high level of martial arts?"

Feng Xue silently complained in his heart, but he adjusted his mentality again. The previous sense of superiority of "King of Killers" was also suppressed by him at this moment.

Of course, this is also because close combat is not what he is best at. If it were a long-range sniper fight, he would lose if he used the second bullet!