Seeing William’s cold chuckle, Walker couldn’t help but wave his hand dismissively, “Forget it, you’re better off not smiling.”
He could feel the chill emanating from William’s smile.
“So young and yet so odd, so icy. Anyone who didn’t know better might think you were an assassin.”
Walker grumbled, feeling that he had been quite decent to William, yet puzzled by William’s attitude towards him.
William replied seriously, “I used to be an assassin.”
“Hahaha! That’s a good deadpan joke,” Walker laughed. “Did you get that from a movie or a novel?”
“The favorite assassin of a wealthy heiress, huh?” Walker, who wasn’t a dull person, kept the conversation going as they walked.
William clarified, “The kind that works for bounties.”
Hmm, in the past, to blend into society, William had tried various professions and lived different lives.
He had been a bounty hunter and a vigilante like Zorro.
Robbing the rich to aid the poor!
He mostly killed those who were wealthy but unkind.
William had lived on Earth for a considerable time, and to a large extent, the religious thoughts of any country were influenced by him.
That is to say, the world’s standards of goodness and many social etiquettes were actually established based on what William favored.
The current global standards of right and wrong were also largely shaped by William’s influence.
The common perception of good and evil still aligned with William’s internal standards.
“So, how much did you charge to kill someone back then?” Walker wasn’t completely disbelieving William; considering William’s agile movements, it was indeed plausible that he could have been an assassin.
William thought for a moment and said, “It varied. I robbed from the rich to help the poor, and I killed those who harmed ordinary people.”
Walker gave William a thumbs up, “Nice!”
“By the way, how much stronger do you feel now? Why do I get the feeling that your energy still seems like that of a novice Soulmancer?” Walker scrutinized William.
Logically, after coming out of the Doors of Terror, William should have become much stronger, but his energy felt the same as before he went in.
William narrowed his eyes and said, “I’ve already told you, I put all my attribute points into agility.”
After the battle with the Cosmic Entity guardian, William knew that in terms of strength, he was probably truly invincible.
If he really wanted to, destroying the entire Earth with a single punch would be child’s play.
It was more interesting to use the right amount of force to precisely strike vital points.
“How fast are you now?” Walker asked. “At the base, resources are allocated based on strength level. I’m worried about your rating. The higher the rating, the more resources you get. Like me, I can lead a squad of five hundred people…”
He paused, then added, “Now, I should be able to lead a team of more than a thousand people.”
After coming out of the Doors of Terror, Walker’s strength had clearly increased, and he naturally felt he could lead more people.
William, however, said, “The number of subordinates one leads isn’t determined by strength alone. Those who are strong are generally more suited to be at the forefront, charging ahead.”
William thought Walker would scoff at this or even bluster something in response, but unexpectedly, Walker agreed, saying, “You make a good point! Like me, I’m good at fighting, but what use are those useless subordinates?”
“Five hundred people, not many are useful, and some don’t even follow orders. When I encounter such people, I just want to kick them,” Walker said. “I’ll talk to Steven later,I don’t want so many subordinates anymore.”
Walker’s attitude towards this matter was more surprising to William.
“Aren’t you the type who likes having many subordinates around?” William noticed that Walker’s values had changed a lot.
Walker chuckled, “What’s the use of having so many subordinates? None of them can fight. It’s better to pick a few who can fight and are sensible, let Steven allocate more resources, and form an elite squad of ten. Those ten could easily defeat an army of a thousand.”
William nodded in agreement.
The monsters outside were not easy to deal with. Just having a large number of people was akin to marching to their doom. Those who lacked combat ability or didn’t follow orders were just a burden.
A team of a thousand was far inferior to ten true elites.
Amy, who had been following behind William, didn’t say much. After Walker finished speaking, she finally asked, “Mr. Johnson, you’re not leaving again, are you?”
William nodded, “I’m not going anywhere for now.”
Amy said with a grin, “Mr. Johnson, do you want a woman to be your wife? If you need one, I can bring her to you.”
William tilted his head and stared at Amy, wondering what she was up to. Had the innocent kid he knew turned into a wingwoman?
“It’s Seraphina, of course!” Amy exclaimed. “She’s been single for a long time and has been missing you.”
William ruffled Amy’s hair and said, “I already have a wife, Miss Alice. If you try to set me up with someone else, she’ll kill you.”
“Oh!” Amy recoiled, looking genuinely scared.
This had nothing to do with her strength.
Mr. Johnson was already married, and here she was, trying to set him up with someone else. Wasn’t that just asking for trouble?
“Amy, why don’t you find a woman for me to marry?” Walker glared at Amy. He actually liked the little girl quite a bit,she was a very cute kid.
Amy stuck out her tongue and turned her head away from Walker, saying, “Seraphina wouldn’t like you. She likes Mr. Johnson.”
“I didn’t say I wanted Seraphina. What about the others?” Walker was frustrated. He considered himself a chosen one and thought that after arriving in New York, he wouldn’t be short of women.
Yet here he was, reduced to having a kid make introductions.
Of course, he was mostly joking.
The world was in a crisis,it wasn’t really the time to be thinking about romance.
Walker’s plan was, once everything settled down, to find a hundred women to marry on the same day, without even getting marriage certificates.
Ha!
A hundred common-law marriages, no legal ties, and perfectly legal.
It would drive all those single men who spent their days watching adult videos crazy!
Amy, however, didn’t think Walker was joking. As they walked, she counted on her fingers, “My friends Lila, Bella,they’re not married yet.” She looked up at Walker and then at William.
Then, her brow furrowed, and she said seriously, “It seems they also prefer someone more like Mr. Johnson.”
Walker looked at William and asked, “And why do you think that is?”
“Mr. Johnson is more handsome than you,” Amy declared confidently.
Walker was so annoyed he looked like steam might start coming out of his nostrils. He swore that one day, he would wipe out all the novelists who stopped updating their stories…
No, that’s not right.
He meant to wipe out everyone who was overly obsessed with looks!
As they talked, they had arrived at the entrance to the base in downtown New York City. Steven and Seraphina were already there, seemingly having anticipated their arrival.
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