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A month later.
It was Mount Everest again.
Morin's vacation was a real vacation.
He traveled around, relaxed thoroughly, and even expanded his network a little.
Even though he was about to leave this world, just like with the Fast and the Furious world, Morin would eventually return.
The main events hadn't started yet.
Which meant there were still plenty of chances to harvest massive experience points.
As for when they would start-
Morin opened the system interface and focused on the star representing the Fast and the Furious world.
Five bright points were clearly visible on its surface.
Based on the fact that he had left after Fast Five, those points corresponded to Fast & Furious 6, Tokyo Drift, Furious 7, The Fate of the Furious, and Hobbs & Shaw.
By spending ten experience points, he could return to the Fast and the Furious world at any of those time nodes.
But Morin wasn't planning to go back yet.
Once a timeline was experienced, it was truly over.
There was no restarting.
He preferred to have people he considered friends-people who really were friends-waiting for his return.
A life with no attachments was like a weed without roots.
"As expected," Morin said softly, gazing at the sunrise over the sea of clouds. "No matter how many times I see it, it's still spectacular."
Most of what he had told Chris was made up.
But the part about cleansing his soul wasn't.
Morin wanted to keep himself grounded.
Clear-headed.
Aware of his limits.
Relying on self-suggestion alone wasn't enough-especially in a world full of ordinary people, where no one stood on the same level as him.
When people couldn't feel awe naturally, they needed to borrow it from nature.
Nature's power was beyond humanity.
Standing at the summit, staring at the endless sea of clouds, imagining the vast universe-
He felt smaller than dust.
And that feeling filled him with reverence.
"I still have to play it safe," Morin thought.
"Unless I'm one hundred percent certain, I won't act recklessly."
After forcefully suppressing the confidence that came with his nearly doubled physical fitness, Morin activated his one opportunity to open a new world.
The scenery shattered.
In the next instant, he stood within the familiar star sea.
"Come to think of it," Morin muttered, watching the stars rotate endlessly, "this scene is even more shocking."
"Who created this system?"
"Why does it have such terrifying power?"
"And why did it choose me?"
Thinking along those lines, arrogance became impossible.
Every effect had a cause.
Since the system existed, something must have created it.
There was no way such a thing came into being naturally.
"Every gift of fate has a price secretly marked," Morin thought.
"What will I have to pay?"
"What can I pay?"
He considered it briefly.
Then dropped the thought.
Speculating without evidence was meaningless and a waste of mental energy.
All he could do was seize every opportunity to grow stronger.
Strong enough to uncover the truth one day.
The star sea stopped spinning.
Just like before, one star separated and floated toward him.
Chapter [1]: [World Selected: Assassin Movie World
(Wanted · The Mechanic · John Wick · The Mechanic: Resurrection · Assassin's Creed · John Wick: Book 2 · John Wick: Book 3 - Parabellum)]
Chapter [1]:Â
(Note: The sequence follows story arrangement. If films do not specify an internal timeline, release dates are used.)
[Please select a travel location.]
[Please select a new profession.]
"It's another bundled world," Morin muttered. "An assassin series."
"Will all future worlds be like this?"
He shook his head slightly.
"Let's choose."
"I choose the alley closest to Wesley's home."
After confirming the location, Morin looked at the profession options.
"FBI Agent."
"CIA Operative."
He skimmed past them.
Then his eyes stopped.
"Templar... Knight?"
He didn't hesitate.
Less than a second later, Morin made his choice.
[Profession selected: Templar Knight.]
[Location confirmed. Travel begins.]
The world blurred.
Then solidified.
Morin found himself standing in an alley.
"...Mm."
He decisively shut off his sense of smell.
Then walked out while opening the [Templar Knight] profession panel.
At the level of physical mastery he had reached, this kind of control was trivial.
Perfect control meant exactly that.
There was no issue at all.
Speaking of Wanted, one had to mention its protagonist, Wesley.
At the start, his life was beyond miserable.
A cramped ten-square-meter apartment beside a railway.
Woken up every time a train passed.
Endless arguments with his girlfriend.
A so-called "best friend" who constantly came over to take care of that girlfriend when Wesley wasn't home-very thoroughly.
At work, he was bullied by his obese female boss.
Because of his assassin bloodline, he constantly suffered from symptoms resembling mental instability-actually extreme adrenaline secretion.
He took tranquilizers daily.
Yet even after years of medication, Wesley's bloodline was still strong enough for him to clash with a top-tier assassin almost immediately.
That alone proved his terrifying talent.
Of course, none of this had anything to do with Morin.
No matter how strong Wesley was, he was still just a slightly stronger ordinary person.
Compared to Morin-
One punch was enough.
What Morin needed to understand now was this new profession.
He hadn't chosen FBI or CIA because they felt too similar to the IRS.
And frankly, not as interesting.
If that was the case, why not pick something that sounded far more intriguing?
The opposite of an assassin.
A Templar Knight.
The moment Morin opened the profession panel, he fell silent.
[Profession: Templar Knight - Novice (0/10)]
(The Templars, an organization that has existed for countless years, have fought the bloodiest wars against the Fraternity of Assassins to preserve human order. Every Templar Knight is an elite among elites, capable of rivaling an Assassin Master.)
Title Bonuses:
1. [Novice Knight Bloodline]
(The Assassin Bloodline is similar to ours? Hmph. Absurd. Ours is obviously superior.)
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3. [Novice Stealth Technique]
(A knight must act like a knight. If you can't even sneak, how can you call yourself one?)
4.Â
5. [Novice Backstab Technique]
(This is a righteous backstab.)
6.Â
Morin stared at the panel.
Speechless.
What kind of Templar Knight was this?!
This was clearly a Templar Assassin.
And what exactly was this profession supposed to do?
Aren't special professions supposed to come with professional explanations?
Why didn't it explain anything about how to make money?!
Damn it.