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.

This Artisan God Brunic seemed a bit unkempt, and the hut was a chaotic mess. The space was cramped, and with so many people entering, it felt extremely crowded.


The minotaur Brunic lifted his head, his cloudy eyes scanning the people, and his gaze settled on Nie Yan. His eyes brightened, completely ignoring the players who were about to hand in their quests, and walked straight towards Nie Yan.


"That guy's in trouble, I'm guessing he'll be kicked out by Artisan God Brunic," the beastman warrior said with a bit of schadenfreude.


"I think so too, a level 179 player coming to a place like this, I wonder if his Influence is enough," the Shaman Priest whispered.


They were all waiting to see Nie Yan make a fool of himself. In their eyes, a player not even at level 180 usually wouldn't qualify to be in such a place.


Chapter 963 - Chapter 952: Upgrading Zenard's Sword!