All Realms: Sharing Talents Starting from Chicken Island

A maniacal laugh echoed from the shadows, and then a burly man carrying a weapon that looked like a kitchen knife emerged.

This is……

Lin Yan's eyes narrowed, and he roughly guessed his identity.

Although he hadn't watched Sword Art Online in a long time, he still remembered this villain.

Dark brown skin, unusual facial features, and curly hair are definitely not physical characteristics that East Asians would have.

“Vassak Casals.” After Lin Yan uttered this name, the man holding the kitchen knife was silent for a moment, then an expression of great interest appeared on his face.

"You actually know this name? Have we met in the real world?"

"Are you from the Mitsubishi Group? Or are you the heir to some major trading company?"

"You don't need to guess my identity, and you'll never guess it anyway," Lin Yan said calmly, tapping the panel a few times to temporarily enhance the two-handed longsword in his hand using holy crystals.

This sword is the most durable weapon in Lin Yan's possession. Although it has been transformed into an alternate world style, its slender blade, shaped like a seedling, still shows that it is based on the Miao sword of a certain Eastern country.

Although it's a two-handed sword, it's not a big problem to hold it with one hand.

"Alright, what a mysterious Easterner you are. Since you only want to be a nameless ghost, I can grant your wish."

A sinister smile crept across Vasak's face. He waved his hand, and the members of the Smiling Coffin Guild instantly emerged from the bushes...

No, not all of them. Three more are still lurking in the shadows, waiting for their chance to ambush.

These gangsters, who come from the underworld and are involved in assassinations, have absolutely no sense of martial ethics.

Of course, all's fair in war, and the victor has the final say; any means are acceptable for the sake of victory.

Before the enemy's encirclement could be formed, Lin Yan took the lead and unleashed the speed he hadn't been able to display against Kayaba Akihiko!

Sharp eyes like cold stars in the night sky, two swords imbued with sharpness, in the instant they brushed past each other, a guy in a black cloak and wrapped in bandages was cleanly and neatly sliced ​​into pieces.

This player is clearly a low-level player, with a level difference of at least twenty levels compared to Lin Yan; otherwise, the slashing effect wouldn't have occurred.

After that sword strike, the others quickly distanced themselves from Lin Yan, forming an encirclement, attempting to use their numerical advantage to trap Lin Yan in a deadly trap.

This group of outlaws was very cautious.

Apart from……

Vasak!

His grin was sinister, revealing his chilling white teeth: "Heathcliff is indeed a shrewd fellow. Although we didn't get to fight, let's make up for that regret with you!"

The battle erupted in an instant, and Lin Yan's figure moved like a phantom through the grass.

Vasak truly lived up to his reputation as a top-tier player; his combat abilities were in no way inferior to Heathcliff's without the system's enhancements. In an instant, he actually withstood three of Lin Yan's slashes.

But that's all.

“Truly worthy of it…” Vasak retreated repeatedly, trying to distract Lin Yan with words, but to no avail.

After being parried and deflected by the system, Lin Yan's body flew back two steps before he quickly closed in.

But Vasak has already achieved his goal.

Judging from reaction speed and combat skills, he was no match for Lin Yanni.

In an instant, three slashes struck. If he hadn't been lucky, and if his Youzhan Paoding short sword hadn't been wide enough, like a small shield, he would have been decapitated just moments before.

"Want to leave?" Lin Yan snorted coldly, his opinion, delivered so quickly it was almost unreadable, piercing from an extremely cunning angle.

Vasak had no time to defend himself and grabbed a member of the Smiling Coffin next to him to withstand the stab.

Seeing the level 68 Smiling Coffin senior cadre's health bar emptied by a single sword strike, Vasak couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Level 68, one sword kill!

Even if it were me, that sword strike would have meant certain death.

"Fuck me!"

With a wave of his hand, the Butcher's Cleaver in his hand swiftly fell.

He is a genius short swordsman. In his hands, the short sword is like an extension of his arm, and its blade can cut through monsters without the system's assistance.

However, after the cleaver-like short sword fell, there was no feedback that it had hit anything.

This feeling made him very uneasy.

Instinctively wanting to turn his head, he found himself standing in front of himself amidst a dizzying spin.

One sword... decapitates?

His eyes widened, as if he wanted to struggle in defiance.

He's a top-tier assassin! How could he possibly die in a place like this! Damn it, that damned bastard, I'll kill his whole family after I leave the game world! (End of Chapter)

Chapter 315 Re:Zero -Starting Life in Another World-

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Out of the game world?

Oh right, this seems to be a death game...

The expression on his head became blank again.

As I watched my body crumble into specks of light, the world before me also vanished as if it had crashed.

……

The Dark Emperor's lieutenant, who later stirred up trouble in the Alice incident, has now died a glorious death at Lin Yan's hands. He sheathed his sword and glanced at the gradually dissipating and drifting specks of light around him, as if he were in a swarm of fireflies on a summer night.

"Life is such a fleeting thing."

He wanted to say a few words about romance and the pathos of things, like a Japanese bard reciting waka poems, but after opening his mouth, he realized what he meant.

I've forgotten everything I learned from my teacher. In this technologically advanced era, I'm practically illiterate.

Lin Yan felt disheartened and gave up.

Lin Yan could only play as an illiterate in the game, racking his brains for a solution while his name was shining bright red. On the other side, Lin Yan leaned against the wall, looking for the third time at the familiar ceiling with its faint musty smell, the cobweb-covered ceiling, the dilapidated walls, and the creaking bed. He felt like crying but had no tears in his heart.

Holy crap, how did my father end up in this world?

This is the third time, the third time I've been sent back. 486, are you even capable? Can you at least block me from using cheats?

Lin Yan couldn't remember the name of the world he was in, but the country where the story took place was called Lugnica, also known as the Dragon Kingdom.

Lin Yan has been in this world for almost two weeks now. Of course, according to the current timeline, he has only been in this world for two days. The other week or so has already been reversed with 486's desperate cry.

The current 486... is probably still standing in front of the Apple stand, lost in thought?

This is really a headache. Maybe we should just get rid of 486.

Even Lin Yan, a model young man born under the red flag and raised in the spring breeze, had such a wicked thought.

If we think about it from another angle, as long as 486 disappears, wouldn't it mean that the world returns to normal, everyone can go about their business as usual, and no one will suddenly be teleported back to the past at a critical moment?

Lin Yan jumped out of bed and was about to go to his desk to write and draw to help him think when he heard a knock on the door.

No, to be precise, it wasn't knocking, it was banging on the door.

"Guest, it's time to pay today's room fee."

Fortunately, the door was quite sturdy, and Lin Yan was relieved that he couldn't break it open despite the three attempts.

"Okay, just a moment, I'll open the door right away."

For the third time, Lin Yan took out money from his pocket and slowly moved towards the door. To avoid seeing that disgusting face, he took out all the money for the next ten days at once.

Open the door a crack, and through the crack, a greasy face comes into view.

Even though a narrow gap could make a face appear smaller due to the "trivial effect," it's utterly inadequate to enhance the dignity of the aunt at the door.

Lin Yan had never imagined in the real world that a person could be this fat. His face was as big as a millstone, full of bloated fat, and it faintly emitted a disgusting smell in the air.

Because of her obesity, her eyes were squeezed into narrow slits by the fat, and her eyelids, pulled down by the fat, made people wonder if she could see anything.

Her body was so fat it resembled a small mountain, and the wrinkles that originally covered her face were now filled with fat, giving her a surprisingly firm and soft appearance.

"You're so generous, sir. Would you mind inviting me in for a seat?" Upon seeing the money, she grinned, revealing a hideous grin. While other girls' laughter was mesmerizing, hers was more like a jiggle of fat, her short, messy hair shaking as well.

"No, thank you."

Lin Yan, with a blank expression, coldly closed the door.

If it weren't for the fact that the houses here are the cheapest and the location isn't too remote, he would have moved long ago.

There are indeed subhuman species in this world. This proprietress is probably not a pig-person, right?

Lin Yan had wanted to see more than once whether the woman's short, thick legs were supported by a pair of pig hooves covered in horny shells, and whether she had a curled, ugly tail behind her buttocks.

However, such a scene is too Cthulhu-esque, too indescribable, and beyond description.

Just thinking about it made Lin Yan feel like his sanity was about to skyrocket to its limit.

So the matter was dropped.

After paying the room fee, Lin Yan felt a sense of relief and sat back down on the bed.

Before I returned here last time, I was wandering around the streets... looking for an opportunity to change my fate when I saw a familiar face. He was dressed in white with purple stripes and wore a hood to hide his dark hair.