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Chapter 99: Beware of the Future
[Life is like a journey. The shortest shortcut may be 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 expressed his feelings once, when he saw the countless books again, he was still impressed by the versatility of his fellow inmates.

With this thought, all bookshelves below the Grandmaster level were moved back, but even so, there were still four full 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 will master a skill that can be called a master's skill.

But think about it, anyone who can enter the Hive Prison basically has strong architect attainments. Anyone with a lower level of skill would have no need to occupy the prison resources here.

However, compared with the quantity, 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 all architects cannot avoid using self-suggestion to enhance the accuracy and strength of their own architecture.

However, for Feng Xue, the technique of self-suggestion is not very useful. It’s not because he is too strong, but because... his architectural level does not require too strong suggestion.

If it is in a stable environment with enough time to prepare, then there is no need for architecture skills and it can be completed slowly. However, in an actual combat environment, with Feng Xue's architecture level, even with advanced suggestion techniques, he cannot construct anything too outrageous.

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

Excluding this general skill, the remaining skills are suddenly much smaller, such as weapon fighting, shooting, and combat, which overlap a lot with assassination itself. Of course, there is a difference between simple technology and specialized technology for killing the enemy, but for Feng Xue, it would be a waste of this rare opportunity to choose a special one just to make up for this difference.

After filtering out the art of construction and assassination, there are only about sixteen or seventeen skills left, about a hundred in total.

"Scams, tricks, anatomy, surgery... Damn, how come there are also masonry techniques?" Feng Xue grinned and was suddenly shocked. After searching again, he found the art of women's sex. For a moment, he didn't know how to evaluate it.

However, he obviously did not need these skills now. Skipping those that required cooperation of multiple people and those that were not temporarily needed, Feng Xue was left with only three types of "skill books".

Six books on [Stealing], two books on [Performing], and one book on [Conducting].

After hesitating for a while, Feng Xue crossed out the word "conducting", which did not know whether it was about commanding the battlefield or conducting the orchestra, and began to hesitate between "performing" and "stealing".

The significance of the performance lies in the skill of the Death Troupe. Even if Feng Xue does not intend to structure the soldiers, the technology of multi-threaded manipulation through melody is also very suitable for Feng Xue who fights alone.

The reason why stealing was chosen was the same as the reason why assassination was chosen before - it was a complex skill.

Many people think that stealing is just stealing bags in cars, but there are many tricks involved, such as how to sneak in unnoticed, how to accurately determine the target's worth, how to take away the target's personal belongings without alerting the target, how to get rid of suspicion after the items are found missing, and even how to sell the stolen goods and bargain...

Calculated in this way, the cost-effectiveness is very high.

But this problem didn't 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 require timely redemption. No matter how strong the collection is, if it cannot be put into use quickly, it means it will hardly live to the time when it comes in handy!
With this thought in mind, Feng Xue no longer hesitated. He closed his eyes and casually opened a book called [Theft].

As the book opened, Feng Xue's vision suddenly became blurry. A cold feeling seeped into his body from his skin, making him shiver. Then, his sudden clear vision allowed him to see clearly where he was at the moment.

Unlike the spacious and bright classroom of the Orchard Youth Training Camp, this is a typical abandoned warehouse, filled with tires, old newspapers, corrugated cardboard boxes, and other things that are often seen around homeless people in TV dramas. But just like before, Feng Xue is also surrounded by a group of friends at this time.

However, most of them looked to be around 11 or 12 years old, and they were not sitting but tied up.

"Oh, so I was tied up too... That's okay!"

Feng Xue felt the force on his wrist and showed a trace of disdain in his heart. He could easily solve this thing, let alone the structural skills.

I don’t know if it was the golden finger that deliberately calculated the time, or if it was just a coincidence, but as Feng Xue woke up, the children around him also 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 even more terrible is that as the first child began to pupate, the children around him seemed to be infected and all began to squirm.

Feng Xue sighed slightly, but in order not to stand out from the crowd, he took a deep breath, pretended to twist a few times, and found the knot that bound his wrists.

How to put it, this kidnapping technique is quite amateurish. Feng Xue even began to doubt for a moment whether he could learn anything from this dream.

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

Just when Feng Xue was pondering whether or not to escape from this unprofessional place, the door of the warehouse was pushed open with a bang. The dim light coming in from outside made the dust in the air look like a smoke screen, and a man with curly hair and an ordinary look walked in casually.

However, the moment he saw this man, Feng Xue immediately stopped his unnecessary thoughts. Although he didn't know this person at all, based on his level of assassination skills, there was actually no flaw in this guy!

It’s not that he can’t kill this man, but it’s very difficult to get the initiative against this man. No matter how he attacks, he must be prepared to be hit first.

"What do you mean by first? You are a thief! Do you need such advanced martial arts skills?"

Feng Xue complained silently in his heart, but he adjusted his mindset. The sense of superiority of being the "King of Killers" was suppressed 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!

(End of this chapter)