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Chapter 166 - 166 131 Sufficient Pre-war preparation (3100) _1

Chapter 166: 131 Sufficient Pre-war preparation (3100) _1 Chapter 166: 131 Sufficient Pre-war preparation (3100) _1 “A slight increase? How slight is it?”

Casio immediately commenced the test, curious to see how this first level skin hardening functioned. A dull thudding noise soon resonated within the secret room, lasting for a few minutes.

He drew an approximate conclusion.

In a normal state, when Casio did not intentionally exert force, the Stone Armor would amplify his defensive power four times. In a burst state, the Stone Armor could amplify Casio’s defense by eighty percent, almost doubling it!

This was no trivial matter.

Knowing that, previously, an untrained Casio could withstand small firearms that only broke the skin, this boost of eighty percent meant that those small firearms may not even pierce his skin, and light machine guns and automatic rifles would likely pose no problem.

It was as if Casio wore a bulletproof vest anywhere and anytime.

Of course, skin hardening did not only offer bullet resistance.

Against hacks and stabs from cold weapons and heavy blunt force, it could provide effective defense. It was essentially like wearing a protective layer of versatile leather armor.

Moreover, this only described the effects once Light Armor Mastery was achieved.

If he took it a step further to achieve Heavy Armor Mastery, Casio’s bodily defense could potentially leap to another level.

Without a doubt, certain skills were very effective.

When one focused on becoming formidable in one aspect, their skill development naturally accelerated, demonstrating unique advantages.

On an open field,

Casio adopted a fighting stance and launched into a basic routine of Wind Elephant Fist. With the roll and shift of his fist and footwork, the slight discomfort caused by his body’s transformation was completely dispelled. The side effects associated with the rapid improvement according to Eerie Night Guests were negligible in Casio’s case, almost nonexistent.

One reason was that Casio had been re

Listening to the customer’s request, the Marker’s eyes lit up.

A large order had arrived.

Two days later, in the largest training room of Crossbow Tower,

There was a constant sound of weapon clashes.

A large curved knife sliced diagonally in mid-air.

A flash of silver.

Clang!

Two thick fingers caught the knife blade.

The man wielding the knife tugged back forcefully, but no matter what, he couldn’t retrieve his curved knife, so he had to unwillingly give up.

He released the hilt with a bitter smile shaking his head.

“Dusk, this is the entirety of the Koyu Wood Curved Knife Technique I’ve been practicing. As for more, sorry that my skills fall short…”

“No worries, thanks for your help, Mr. Tuss.”

Casio let go of his fingers and handed the curved knife back.

He then removed a small stack of bills from his chest: “This is the remaining one thousand Federal Coins, take them, Mr. Tuss.”

“Many thanks.”

Tuss sheathed the curved knife, nodding in thanks. Markers weren’t short of money, but it depended on the situation. A simple demonstration of martial arts for an hour could easily earn fifteen hundred federal coins, this was certainly a profitable deal.

He stuffed the money into his chest and exited the room.

Outside, four or five markers holding different weapons were sitting in chairs waiting, while chatting leisurely amongst themselves.

As soon as Tuss appeared, their gazes all shifted to him.

He smiled, patted his slightly bulging left chest, and nodded, before making his way to the corridors.

The few people sitting also chuckled and continued their conversation.

After a moment, a voice came from inside the training room.

“Next up Mr. Bartley, the weapon is Chain Shackles…”

“It’s my turn.”

A robust man stood up.

Two days later, in the suburbs of Nington City, Joachim Manor.

This place was situated in isolation, the closest settlement being a small town half a kilometer away. The city center was at least five or six kilometers from there.

At the manor gate.

Two figures in suits embraced.

“Mr. Dusk, Joachim Manor now belongs entirely to you. Use it however you like and moreover, thank you for your generosity, which has granted me a small profit. Goodbye, I shall take my leave.”

The middle-aged man took his stride towards the horse carriage parked by the side.

The black carriage began to move, the curtain at the carriage window was lifted towards the left. The man vigorously waved his right hand with a smile on his face.

The entrance of the manor.

A tall figure in a suit stood silently.

The man held a blueprint of Joachim Manor. Apart from the manor’s specific structure, there were various additional designs or rather traps inside the manor that didn’t exist in reality. Spikes, pits, wooden stakes, explosives, landmines, etc…

That night, in the village near the Manor.

Many young and strong farmers received news that a generous master had arrived at Joachim Manor.

He planned to hire a large number of workers to renovate Joachim Manor, with a high hourly wage. The quicker the work, the higher the wage.

Instantly, the entire village became agitated.

Several days passed.

Nington City, at night, in an abandoned warehouse.

Two vans parked on the decayed floor. In the dim moonlight, two groups were dealing with each other.

“Inspect the goods first?”

“Sure.”

One of the vans opened, revealing a large amount of smuggled weaponry. Landmines, grenades, submachine guns, heavy machine guns…

“Hmm, not bad.” The tall silhouette nodded.

“And the money?” The slightly shorter figure asked.

“Here it is.” The taller man handed the suitcase straight away.

Ten minutes later.

“Pleasure doing business.”

“Pleasure doing business!”

Both parties took their desired items, got into the vans, and went their separate ways under the dim moonlight.

Late at night, Joachim Manor.

A vehicle drove into the nearby warehouse.

Half an hour later, the second floor of the Villa.

Casio was sitting on the sofa, sipping freshly brewed black tea. He pondered for a moment and took off his cloak.

Under his cloak was a set of rigid silvery body armor that covered his entire body. The armor was not only strong in defense but also highly elastic. Even in Casio’s full effort, the muscle expansion barely caused it to burst open. He picked up the teacup and took another large sip of the hot tea.

Casio glanced at the handgun on the table, stood up, and walked over to a decorative stand behind him that housed a variety of brand-new cold weapons and a can armor suit.

He walked through the living room to the balcony.

Surveying the vast space inside the Manor.

On the surface, it seemed calm, but danger lurked within. Various traps were hidden inside. Right, there were a few landmines he had not yet buried.

Preparations had reached this point, but Casio was still somewhat dissatisfied. Due to time constraints, many of his plans had been left unimplemented.

However, it should be enough to deal with the first round of assassination attempts.

He planned to present a big surprise to his beloved Decayed Knight…