Mad Snail

The world’s largest VRMMO, Conviction, was almost like a second world for humanity. It had integrated itself into the real world’s economy, with both corporations and individuals seeking their fortunes through the game.

In this game, Nie Yan prided himself in his Level 180 Thief. He could barely be considered among the top experts in the game. Though, that was the only thing he could take pride in. He was penniless and unable to advance in life; a situation he was forced into by the enemy of his father. If it weren’t for the little money he made by selling off items in Conviction, he would’ve barely been able to eat. In the end, he chose to settle his matters once and for all. He assassinated his father’s enemy. He lay dying shortly after being shot in the pursuit.

However, that wasn’t the end of his story. Instead, he awoke moments later to find that he had reincarnated into his past-self. Armed with his experience and knowledge of future events, he sets out to live his life anew.

Rebirth of the Thief Who Roamed the World

LittleShanks

He cautiously walked, always ready to face unpredictable danger, and the Stone of Holy Light in his hand reacted more and more intensely.


Nie Yan noticed a bloodstain in front of a door, which was ajar. He walked over, took a deep breath, and prepared to use Tempest Step. He pushed forcefully, and, with a bang, the door swung to one side and hit the wall with a thud.


He looked inside; contrary to his expectations, no monsters appeared. It was just a sparsely furnished room, about 5 by 5 yards in size, with a small bed covered by several old blankets to the side. There were also several broken cabinets and various bottles and jars scattered around, covered in dust. A few books like trivial notes lay on the desk—mere common items.


The room was empty. Nie Yan breathed a sigh of relief, a false alarm, when suddenly, he felt something unusual. A dark aura seemed to be pulsating on the nearby desk. He walked over, rummaged through the desk, and found some fragments of a diary.


Chapter 389: Abak's Bloody Dagger