Starting with the awakened Poison God: I choose the Master Thief.

[Obtained the Black Cloak.]

Chu Ci took it in his hand and touched the material; it seemed to be just an ordinary black cloak.

"Excuse me, does this thing have any special effects?"

The bartender smiled and shook his head.

"As you can see, this is just an ordinary black cloak."

???

No, then you'll charge me one gold coin?

Although he couldn't see Ci's expression clearly, the bartender could still guess what the other person was feeling.

"Please don't misunderstand, most chosen ones who choose to become thieves go through the same process you've gone through."

"We don't know why, but you always like to use a gold coin as an entrance fee to enter the Thieves' Capital. Normally, a silver coin would be enough."

"Those who do such things are usually newcomers, so please remember this lesson. I don't know where you got this information, but please keep this principle in mind in the days to come."

Reason? What reason?

"Sometimes, free things are the most expensive, aren't they? For example, with this message of yours, if you had spent some time doing some research, you might have been able to reduce that 99-fold price information gap. Of course, this one gold coin might not be of much value to you, and you can consider my words as a trivial matter."

"In short, it's an honor to be your guide on this trip. I wish you a safe journey ahead, and the Thief's Tavern always welcomes you."

The bartender left in a gentlemanly manner.

According to the rules, they can only guide "guests" into the city of thieves; they don't care about anything else.

"Heh, I thought I was being careful enough, but I got tricked right away."

Chu Ci gave a bitter smile.

Good heavens, are all the people of Earth so tight-lipped? They refused to reveal a single word, and even the documents he had seen all stated this, including the exam questions.

It's true that people inexplicably unite when they're doing bad things.

"Never mind, I'll remember this lesson. Now it's time to get down to business."

Donning the black cloak, Chu Ci blended seamlessly into the bustling crowd.

About half an hour later, he arrived at the city center.

The place was still crowded with people, but Chu Ci quickly locked onto his target.

On the side of the street, an old man dressed in tattered clothes sat on the ground begging and was extending his broken bowl to the people around him.

"Kind person, please give me some food."

Strangely, people didn't seem willing to have much contact with him, and even deliberately kept a distance of several meters from him, quickly leaving when passing by.

The Chu Ci (Songs of Chu) was not surprised by this.

He slowly broke away from the crowd and walked to the other person's side.

Other pedestrians immediately glanced at him, and some even stopped and stared at him.

"Oh? Another new person?"

"It's been a while since I've seen a newcomer. I wonder why this unlucky kid chose to become a thief."

"Sigh, if I had another chance, I would never become a thief. Spending all my time in this dreary underground place is driving me crazy."

"I wonder if this guy can get anything good from Professor Bors. I once drew a sock that hadn't been washed in 300 years. The pain was unbearable! It almost killed me on the spot."

The crowd spoke very softly, but Chu Ci heard them clearly.

The beggar in question is named Bors, and he is the Thief Class Mentor at the Thieves' Capital branch of Dawn City.

Its strength is at least at the fifth level or higher.

Logically speaking, under normal circumstances, what mentor-level figure would appear in such a place?

The answer is the Thieves Guild.

It is said that in the Thieves' Capital of each major city, there is a mentor who usually stays in the city center and gives a gift to newcomers.

This is why people avoid it.

Meanwhile, Bors had already noticed Chu Ci, and when the other party approached, he extended his bowl.

"Young man, give him some food."

Despite knowing that the other party was not short of money given his status, Chu Ci still took out a gold coin from his pocket and put it in his bowl.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Upon seeing this, Bolles' eyes widened immediately, and he kept expressing his gratitude, showing no signs of being a professional mentor.

"Hey! What's wrong with this kid? Even if you're going to start the lowest level of test, you have to reveal the other person's identity first!"

"Yes, what he did was a complete waste of a gold coin, which is worth ten thousand federal coins."

"Maybe they're rich and don't care?"

"Huh? Who with a family fortune would come to a place like this, and choose this profession? Wouldn't it be better to choose a mage? If you ask me, this kid is just putting on an act."

Chu Ci did not care about other people's opinions of him.

After he put down the gold coins, he finally revealed the other person's identity.

"Hello, respected Professor Bors, I have come here to receive my special gift."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bors' expression completely changed, his previously harmless eyes now revealing cunning and profundity.

"Haha, of course, every young man who becomes a thief deserves this gift. You are a generous person, so you deserve even more praise."

"However, there's no such thing as a free lunch in this world, and some things you have to earn yourself. Have you thought it through?"

Chu Ci remained silent, and everyone awaited his decision.

The so-called gift is actually to let the newcomer use the "Snatching Skill" on the mentor once. What they get depends entirely on their luck. You should know that this is an absolute taboo and disrespect among thieves, even more hated than stealing.

The prizes are tiered based on the amount of money spent.

Some of the gifts can be tried for just 1 gold coin, but the items that can be stolen are of the lowest quality, and most people end up empty-handed, getting nothing in the end.

The highest quality gift, however, costs a whopping 50 gold coins! It is said that even high-level professionals would covet the top prize.

Chu Ci glanced at his own panel.

Luck: 5 (+1)

With a luck value of 6, given his previous drop rates and luck, there was no reason for him not to gamble.

"I choose the highest level."

As he spoke, he took out a purse containing 50 gold coins and handed it to Bors with both hands. Bors gave him a complicated look.

"Wow! This guy must be rich!"

"Rich guy! Please help me out! I'll beg you!"

After all, 50 gold coins is still too much for ordinary players; most people might not earn that much even after ten years of hard work.

The fact that Chu Ci, as a novice, could produce it is like a rich kid suddenly wandering into a slum in the eyes of others.

Rich guy? Of course, our bag belongs to the rich guy!

You know instant noodles, right? Most people can't afford them! I always add sausage to my dinner, and last night I ate two packs of instant noodles, two sausages, and two eggs all at once.

This is life in high society; don't try to emulate it if you don't have the money. ╮(╯▽╰)╭