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Inside the dimly lit room.

The television screen flickered incessantly, emitting screams.

Fang Cheng sat cross-legged with several foreign language textbooks in front of him.

A foreign film in its original language was playing on the television.

Of course, it belonged to the proper category.

Fang Cheng only glanced at the works of those teachers that Wu Datong had lent him, finding them uninteresting.

To quickly master a language, besides finding a good teacher and practicing speaking and listening,

watching original language films and television shows with subtitles is also a good choice.

Fang Cheng was currently concentrating on his studies.

His eyes followed the male and female leads in the movie, imitating their accents and the scenes they were in, softly reciting the lines.

The alarm clock on the table showed the time as 23:15.

Usually, at this quiet time of night, Fang Cheng would have already been in bed resting.

Today, to give himself a boost and accelerate his skill progress, he specifically added evening study time.

He was already very confident in his preparation for the postgraduate entrance exam knowledge points.

Now, he could say that he was putting all his study time into foreign languages.

Another ten minutes or so passed.

The male and female leads in the movie finally escaped the terrifying demon cave, ushering in a happy and relaxed ending.

At this moment, a comforting smile appeared on Fang Cheng's lips.

The panel flashed, and several prompts appeared before his eyes.

【You have reached a certain level of proficiency in learning foreign languages and have successfully mastered a language skill】

【Unlocked Skill: Latin lv0 (0/100)】

Fang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the newly added skill column.

【Japanese lv0 (75/100)】

【Malay lv0 (11/100)】

【Desert Language lv0 (3/100)】

【Latin lv0 (0/100)】

After many days of diligent study, he had finally unlocked four foreign language skills one after another.

After completing his task, Fang Cheng yawned and stretched.

Then he stood up, ready to wash up a bit before going to sleep.

Just then, he noticed a few extra lines of small print at the bottom of the panel.

So he paused and looked more closely.

【Reminder, the total number of skill slots unlocked on the panel is capped at 25】

【In order not to affect normal usage, please choose to synthesize some skills into corresponding talents. If any skill triggers special conditions, you can also choose to synthesize exclusive skills】

After understanding the meaning, Fang Cheng frowned slightly.

He counted the total number of skills on the panel, and with the newly unlocked Latin skill, it had reached 20, leaving only 5 skill slots until the limit.

According to the information given by the panel, all skills can be synthesized into talents, and a small number of skills with special properties can be synthesized into exclusive skills.

Fang Cheng did not know what exclusive skills were for the time being.

To clear the panel and free up effective skill slots, he had to make a reasonable choice.

If based on the principle of maximizing benefits,

the best choice would be to wait until a skill lost the space to continue upgrading before synthesizing it.

He just didn't know what the level cap was for the skills he had mastered?

After thinking about it, Fang Cheng still felt that synthesizing language talents was simpler and easier.

"With my current mental attributes and learning ability, I can completely upgrade the three foreign language skills to lv2 within a month with a little effort, so I can obtain a talent of excellent quality."

"If I can further upgrade to lv3, then synthesizing an epic talent is not impossible..."

With a plan decided, Fang Cheng no longer hesitated and looked up at the calendar on the wall.

"Next, I should properly digest the skills I have already mastered..."

Four days had passed since Goro Majima disappeared, and life had been very peaceful.

No police had come to question him, and no strangers had suddenly come to his door.

Even if he had visited Goro Majima in the hospital, he had done so openly under the guise of visiting a client on behalf of the club.

There was nothing to be suspicious about.

As for the man in black who sank into the Thai River, Fang Cheng had not left any clues that could be caught.

Pa la la!

The sound of raindrops hitting the window suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

It suddenly started raining heavily outside, and the wind instantly blew in.

Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling—

In front of the half-open window, a string of wind chimes turned.

Those were prayer bells that his mother had brought back from Lone Peak Temple two years ago to bless the family's peace.

Fang Cheng quickly walked over and closed the window.

Then he quickly washed his face, lay down on the bed, and snuggled into the warm quilt.

His eyes were slightly closed, and his breathing was long.

Unconsciously, he entered a dream.

Misty and hazy in the darkness, the sound of rain was noisy and quiet.

It seemed to cover everything.

Even the occasional engine sound of a car passing by and the light and shadow of neon lights shining on the wall became distant and blurred.

"Awoo—"

Suddenly, a faint voice floated over, as if a cold wind had entered his ear.

Fang Cheng lay on the bed, his brows slightly furrowed, and turned over in the quilt.

His nostrils continued to make slight snoring sounds, long and even.

"Awoo—"

After a while, the voice came again.

It became more piercing and miserable.

Fang Cheng was immediately awakened from his dream.

He opened his eyes and looked up at the alarm clock on the table.

3:45.

Then he propped himself up on his arms, sat halfway up, and listened carefully.

But besides the sound of the rain and the neon lights projected onto the wall from nearby buildings,

there was no other movement.

Fang Cheng frowned and couldn't help but yawn.

He strongly suspected that the sound he had just heard was actually a dream.

At this point, even night owls were asleep, and people who worked early hadn't gotten up yet.

It was the quietest moment.

Where could that strange sound have come from?

Could it be that the continuous rain and abnormal weather had caused even stray cats to be in heat in winter?

Amidst his doubts, the strange sound suddenly rang out again, and it was a continuous burst.

It was as if someone was being tortured.

Wailing, crying, heartbroken, and extremely miserable.

The sound echoed faintly in the rainy night, making people shudder.

Fang Cheng was also startled and immediately rolled out of bed, walked quickly to the window, and opened the curtains.

He didn't turn on the lights and watched the street scene through the glass blurred by mist and rain.

It was pitch black outside.

Although the screams were faint, they still intermittently passed through the rain and entered his ears.

Fang Cheng could finally distinguish them clearly this time.

The sounds were not coming from the throat of the same person, but rather a mixture of the cries of several people.

It could be roughly judged that the source was at least several hundred meters away from the tenement building.

He frowned and simply pushed open the window to look out carefully.

However, at this moment—

The screams stopped abruptly.

The rainy night was as dark as ink, almost submerging the entire Old Factory Street.

Only a few firefly-like streetlights and the red sign of a 24-hour hotel flickered in the darkness.

The raindrops constantly tapped on the windowsill, making a crisp sound, further adding to the cold atmosphere.

Looking at the silent early morning sky and feeling the bursts of cold air,

Fang Cheng shook his head and suppressed his curiosity.

He decided to mind his own business and lie down in bed again for a while.

Only with enough sleep could he ensure that his subsequent morning exercises would be more efficient.

Just as he reached out to close the window, he heard an unusual movement faintly coming from the distance.

Da, da, da, da—

In the heavy rain, a rapid and faint sound of footsteps suddenly rang out, quickly approaching from afar.