Uncle here isn't your average office worker!

And so, having made all the necessary arrangements, left his contact information, and promised to write to him once a week, Roy finally stepped out of the quarantine gates of the Grand Knights' territory.

The legend of the Ever Knight's abrupt retirement spread throughout Kazimierz. Choosing to disappear quietly at the height of his popularity seemed to confirm once again the truth of Roy's initial "three no's principle." His popularity did not decrease but increased after his departure, and the production line couldn't keep up with the sales of related products. It also boosted the popularity of the Radiant Knight's related products, which were almost fading from the market.

Roy had anticipated these things, but he didn't care.

He simply watched the dark-skinned bounty hunter in front of him with interest, grinned, revealing a sunny and cheerful smile, and punched the boulder that the burly hunter next to him was leaning against.

"boom."

The hard boulder exploded like a piece of cheap foam, and the flying rocks even hit the bounty hunter's legs, causing them to buckle.

"I can only shatter a mere rock. You, who punched through Lontinim, must be the strongest on Terra?"

"I, I..." The bounty hunter's eyes darted around, his face pale. Finally, as if he had made up his mind about something, he stiffened his neck and said, "What, you're not convinced?"

PS: It's time for a new mod.

Do you guys have any fun ideas? If not, I'll have to pull out my stash.

Volume 1: Chapter 121 Two New Modules

Yo ho?

Even Skadi was taken aback by A-ge's answer.

The bounty hunter before them was limp, weak-legged, with unfocused eyes and a pale face—he looked every bit the lowly fry. But along their journey, she and Roy had seen countless such lowly figures, none of whom had ever dared to be so defiant.

Steaming buns, don't you need a tool?

These words weren't just asking for a beating; they practically gave Skadi a small shock from Kazimierz.

Roy chuckled. If it were not long ago, given the precedent of [Bounty Hunter A Power], he might have hesitated, perhaps probing to see if this unassuming bounty hunter was truly a legendary Shadow-level powerhouse. But upon seeing him in person, Roy dismissed any doubts. After all, the fact that he hadn't even noticed his stealthy approach made it hard to believe this man truly possessed the power to punch through Lentinium.

By combining the two modules he obtained as rewards after completing the large-scale mission, "The 23rd Kazimierz Knights' Tournament Special Championship!", Roy had gained a preliminary understanding of the rating criteria of his module system.

The lowest module level Roy knows of is D, and at this level, Roy has only one module: [Stranger].

Rank D likely signifies incompleteness, meaning the module doesn't perfectly represent the original owner's abilities in all aspects and needs to be gradually supplemented. Before it's fully completed, the module's power is extremely limited. Consider this: while the Outsider's performance in the game is very much like a warlock, he's certainly not so weak that his electric attacks only cause a sting. He is, after all, the leader of Sargon's Sands, a behind-the-scenes controller of the black market; his true strength must be considerable.

Of course, since there's only one D-rank module, Roy can't be completely certain whether [Stranger] is a special case among D-rank modules. After all, according to the module description, the ultimate evolution of the Stranger module is to [God].

The next level up is the C-grade module, and Roy currently only has one newly acquired C-grade module, namely [Sonia's Roar].

Sonia, also known as Winter, is the leader of the Ursus Student Self-Government Group. Although the group has only a few members, it is considered a faction by PRTS in the game. However, that's not the point. The point is the effect of this module.

Module Effect: 【Shame on you, get out of the battlefield!】: Against enemies weaker than you, afraid of you, or in a mentally unstable state, you can roar at them, instilling fear and causing them to flee away from you. Success rate decreases with repeated use. Ineffective against deaf individuals.

The effect of this module is quite interesting. As a seasoned card player, Roy quickly discovered its blind spot. First, it is noble and indiscriminate in its target. As long as the opponent's strength is lower than his own, no matter what kind of spells they have, what kind of warlock they are, or what kind of defense they are taking, a shout will be effective. Of course, unless they are deaf, which makes sense, since a deaf person cannot hear what you shout and it is normal for them not to react.

Moreover, this effect is not limited to once per round; it can be used continuously. Although the success rate of continuous use will decrease, it is still an amazing skill.

If Roy had this skill, he felt he could paint a black face, find a bridge, and cosplay as Zhang Fei, trying to see if he could scare away 100,000 silver-speared celestial horses with a single shout. The scene would be quite something!

At the same time, he also roughly understood the level represented by the C-rank module, which was roughly "commensurate with the original owner's strength." After all, wasn't Winter still a powerful figure in the Autonomous Group, with her mind full of thoughts about replacing the Doctor?

As for the B-grade modules, Roy's is [Stella!].

Using weapons as material for fantasy collapse, sacrificing life to launch a powerful attack—this was Stella's original effect. The module system probably felt that this operation was too one-off for the host, so it was optimized, reducing the cost and power.

This spell is very useful in crucial moments, especially in close combat, easily catching enemies off guard. However, Roy doesn't use its original ranged effect much—he doesn't have a magical portable space to carry a bunch of weapons, and every one he blows up is one less he has.

However, in terms of power alone, B-grade modules are sometimes even comparable to A-grade modules. Roy thought about it for a long time before temporarily classifying B-grade modules as: [modules that surpass the original owner in some aspects].

As for Tier A modules, Roy currently has two.

One is the [Margaret Pantheon] mod that helped him step onto the competitive stage and achieve instant fame; the other is also Roy's second newly acquired mod recently—[Chongyue].

【Chongyue】 is a module with a very strange but also very practical effect, and even a somewhat familiar one.

This is what his module looks like.

【①: Furniture City God of War (Martial Artists Don't Die Bare-Handed): Anything your hands touch can become your weapon. Items used as weapons will be strengthened for a short time, but must be removed from your hands within ten seconds.】

【②: Ouch, ouch, ouch: When you are injured, you can shout "Ouch, ouch, ouch!" and shake your hand three times. The negative effects of your injury will be ignored for a short time (10 minutes for minor injuries, 5 minutes for serious injuries, and 1 minute for near-death experiences).】

【③: Age: A grand dream, now awakened, like Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly, I realize I am age, not age as me.】

This module has so many flaws that Roy couldn't find a starting point to complain for a long time.

He didn't know who Chongyue was, but judging from the effect of the third module, he seemed to have some connection with Sui's family, or perhaps he was one of the characters in the twelve-year-old film. Unfortunately, he couldn't tell, because the effect of the third module somehow started talking about riddles.

can not understand.

The first two points have even more flaws.

"Furniture City God of War, it hurts so much!" If Roy remembers correctly, this should be a classic scene and line from Jackie Chan Adventures, a childhood memory for him.

And their results proved this point. Anything that came into contact with both hands could be used as a weapon, but it needed to be released quickly. Wasn't that just like running and throwing furniture at the same time? As for "ouch, ouch, ouch," Roy remembered that scene very clearly. Uncle Long punched the demon with his bare hands, knocking it down. Then he shook his hand, grimaced, and said "ouch, ouch, ouch." Anyone who didn't know better would think he was injured. But as soon as he shook his hand off, he immediately went back to fighting as if nothing had happened.

Its effects are comparable to those of the hand sanitizer from Resident Evil.

This module might work with Stella, but Roy hasn't tried it yet. As for the criteria for judging an A-grade module, Roy thinks it should be that it completely surpasses the original owner.

Moving up to the S-rank module, Roy only possesses the [Bounty Hunter A Power], making it difficult to assess. After contacting the original owner, he can only temporarily use the guess of [basically separated from the original owner] as the standard. As for the higher-rank modules, such as the ?-rank and the growth-rank, Roy cannot make a judgment.

All in all, it's enough for now.

After completing the final categorization of the modules, Roy looked at Bounty Hunter A and smiled:

"Convinced? In all my years of wandering the martial world, no one has ever made me submit. May I ask your esteemed name?"

“Ann!” Seemingly convinced that his “intimidation” had worked, Bounty Hunter A continued, sticking his neck out, “I am the infamous Ann! And you, the notorious thieves, now famous throughout Kazimierz, dare to give your name?”

Roy smiled slightly, patted his chest, and said, "I remain true to my word. I am Marna!"

Volume 1: Chapter 122 You've captured them, haven't you?

Kazimir, Wilderness, Bounty Hunter "Fire Lung" Outpost.

"Fire Lung" was overjoyed today. Lately, due to the rampant activities of the notorious female bandits, his bounty hunters were almost afraid to take on any missions, and their previously comfortable lives had suddenly become incredibly difficult. But who would have thought that this morning, before he even had time to plan whether to have lunch or dinner, he received some incredibly good news!

The notorious thieves have been caught!

He was caught by his own people after all!

To be honest, Fire Lung had absolutely no idea who Ann, the bounty hunter who had captured the duo, was. He didn't even know when Ann joined the gang, which group of men he worked for, or what missions he had done. In the end, he had to ask the accountant in charge of the books to check the dates and amounts of the bounty he had paid before he could confirm that this man was indeed one of his ten-year-old thugs.

Incidentally, it was also discovered that he had missed three months of contribution payments.

However, Huofei was a magnanimous man. He was well aware of the situation of his men during this period. Even though everyone was struggling to make ends meet, he still adhered to the principle that if everyone was starving, he couldn't be starving, and if everyone was well-fed, he had to hold on. He generally wouldn't pursue those who hadn't paid their dues for three months. Anyway, if it wasn't in his account, it would have to go to the King of Hell.

But there are always exceptions, like dear Anne, who personally delivered the notorious thieves to his doorstep. If word gets out, his martial prowess will surely make Huang Yan and Toran's mercenaries surrender at the mere mention of his name, and he'll undoubtedly become the top bounty hunter in Kazimierz! This is a great achievement; three months' worth of wages can be discounted to offset the death penalty. He can just pay the remaining month's wages later, and the matter will be over.

Who dares say that I, Fire Lung, am not loyal? Hmm?

Sami could hear the beads of his abacus clicking in his head. Fire Lung, impatient, set up a large armchair in his tent, took the seat of honor, and ordered a small folding stool placed in front of him as a courtesy to An. Finally, he called out impatiently:

"Quickly, have him bring the person in!"

Not very useful, but not very impressive either – that was Roy's first impression when he walked into the tent.

Seeing the man at the head of the table, Huo Lung, his face contorted with grotesque features, put on a pleased smile and loudly praised:

"This must be Brother An. He certainly has an extraordinary bearing and is quite a handsome man. No wonder he was able to catch these two petty thieves who were causing trouble on our turf!"

Bounty hunter Ann froze, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. He just stared at Fire Lung sitting in the armchair, a pie chart appearing in his eyes.

Three parts sympathy, three parts pity, three parts helplessness, and one part schadenfreude.

Meanwhile, Roy and Skadi reacted behind him.

Roy grinned and grabbed a folding stool, while Skadi followed suit and picked up the crowbar by the door.

Huo Fei's expression changed slightly. He seemed not to understand the situation, or perhaps he did understand but still clung to a sliver of hope, forcing a smile as he said:

"You caught them, right?"

A somewhat broken, bright smile appeared on Ann's face.

Fire Lung's smile froze.

He didn't want to understand the meaning of that smile, but now that things had come to this, he had no choice but to.

Fortunately, although he was happy, he did not forget to ensure his own safety. He took a small precaution and had already arranged for his men to remove their weapons before Roy and Skadi entered the room.

The two cooperated readily, handing over their longbows, sabers, and the greatsword that would take four or five men to lift. This meant they were currently unarmed, whereas he, Huo Lung, always carried his weapons close to his body!

Seeing the folding stool in Roy's hand and the crowbar in Skadi's hand, Fire Lung suddenly felt a bit more confident, drew his scimitar from his waist, and shouted:

"Hmph, you two are far too arrogant. You try to assassinate me, Fire Lung, without even bringing any weapons. Why don't you go and ask around the underworld how I earned the name Fire Lung!"

Actually, it was because of excessive smoking that he had lung and throat problems, which caused his voice to sound hoarse. But at this moment, he needed to put on a show, intimidate the two of them, and buy some time!

He has dozens of brothers outside his door, while the two thieves, the male and female, only have one. As long as they can hold them off and wait for their men to launch an attack, everything will be fine!

Seemingly having grasped the formula for victory, Fire Lung triumphantly raised his scimitar and slashed at the folding chair in Roy's hands...

......

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, bro! At least that bench hit didn't crack my forehead open! I surrender, I surrender, you're the boss, you're the boss!"

With three large bumps on his head, and folding stools, lampposts, chairs, and even a fire poker pulled out from somewhere, his face was covered in snot and tears. He clung to Roy's leg and begged for mercy.

The reason he didn't dare to cling to Skadi was because he had just tried to be brave, but before he could even touch her, he saw Skadi accidentally crush his scimitar. Looking at the flying iron dust, he hesitated for a moment and resolutely chose Roy, who seemed less dangerous.

Although the weapons he used were bizarre and varied, at least he still looked like a human being. To crush a knife into iron powder with his bare hands without even a white mark—that's no longer human!

Seeing that Fire Lung had given up resisting, Skadi abandoned her plan to find another weapon and stepped forward to ask Roy: