Dominating the Pugilistic World With My Detective Skills

Chapter 1: I Want To Leave The Clan!

Translator: Henyee Translations

Editor: Henyee Translations

“I want to leave the clan!”

In Bian Liang City, which was on the west of the Capital City, a furious and miserable scream filled with helplessness, sorrow, discontent, and anger shot right into the air.

This was the heartfelt complaint a player, who completed a series of extremely difficult missions, had for the hidden clan, Divine Constable Bureau, who cheated him.

Was complaining useful?

Don’t forget what the other party would do!

This was Zhan Zhao’s reply to Ye Weiming’s application for resignation. “You can resign, but since you joined the Divine Constable Bureau before, you’re already labelled as a claw of the imperial court by the people from the pugilistic world. Almost none of the clans in the pugilistic world will be willing to accept you.”

Ye Weiming: …

“Even if you’re lucky and get accepted by a clan, all the NPCs will suspect you. Everyone will have a negative first impression of you. In the future, no matter what quests you do, the speed of the increase your NPC favorability towards you will slow down by half.”

Ye Weiming: …

“Of course, before that, you have to ensure that you’re able to get quests from these NPCs who have a negative impression of you.”

Ye Weiming: …

Zhan Zhao blinked and smiled like a lucky cat that was waving its right arm. “Are you sure you want to leave the Divine Constable Bureau?”

Ye Weiming: “… Not sure.”

What a sin!

If this was another game, the hot-tempered Ye Weiming would have definitely deleted his account and stopped playing this game, no matter how outstanding it was. If he couldn’t do anything about it, he could hide from it, right?

But, ‘Eternal Justice’ was a special kind of game.

Which part of it was special?

In the real world, human society had just started to enter the universe era. China was starting to move the first batch of youths between the age of 18 to 25 years old to outer space. These youths all applied voluntarily to be part of the pioneers for development of the universe era. 10 fleets of the most advanced space carriers took off at the same time. The first batch of migrants was estimated to be around one million people!

To lessen the energy consumption during the space journey that would last many years, as well as to decrease the amount of waste discharge, all the migrants had to enter preservation cabins. They would all be in semi-dormant mode and would spend their long journey in the game.

Why did they have to play the game?

This was to keep the minds of the passengers active and prevent them from becoming brain dead or a vegetable after many years of hibernation. If that happened, the purpose of this migration would be lost.

Thus, no one could leave this game and the account couldn’t be deleted!

One couldn’t do anything to the game, not even hide from it.

Before the people boarded the ship, the company was very secretive about the game. Nothing was released until they logged into the game. Before they started, there was finally a brief synopsis of the background of the game given to them. That was when Ye Weiming knew that this was an online game based in a pugilistic world. The Wuxia culture raged through the entire country in the past so Ye Weiming had heard about it before.

But, he only heard of it before.

In the Novice Village, Ye Weiming completed a series of difficult quests given by an NPC called ‘Soymilk Little White’. He looked for clues, guessed who the culprit was, and solved puzzles. He thought that he would be lavished with rewards but besides the fixed amount of EXP, cultivation, and money, he was only given a token of authority to enter a hidden clan.

Ye Weiming didn’t understand the Wuxia culture deeply, so he could only predict which choice was good or bad based on his past game experience.

Based on his judgement, secret roles were better than normal roles!

Unexpectedly…

This rubbish hidden clan didn’t have any martial arts scriptures of their own!

None at all!

The people who entered famous righteous clans would start from the basic level of martial arts and then move all the way to the high levels. As long as they were willing to pay and contribute to their clan, they would be able to learn the martial arts scriptures.

Ye Weiming made a friend in the Novice Village who later entered the Shaolin Temple. He revealed to Ye Weiming that the Shaolin Temple had 72 Ultimate Techniques!

In the face of Ye Weiming’s questionings, NPC Zhan Zhao, who was in charge of organizing the new players, just laughed and asked him back, “Those martial arts clans are like martial arts schools. If you want to learn their martial arts, you need to pay money. As for the Divine Constable Bureau, we’re the law-enforcing department of the imperial court. We can collect our salary each month. Have you seen any company taking care of the education of their employees?”

Without comparison, there wouldn’t be any harm caused…

Now, Ye Weiming just felt his life turning grey and dark. He couldn’t see any hope in his future.

Zhan Zhao noticed that Ye Weiming had already submitted to his fate. He was giving a helpless look, so Zhan Zhao started persuading him patiently and sincerely, “You don’t have to be so depressed. Actually, there are many ways of learning martial arts. Learning them from the clans is just the most convenient way. Also, this route won’t let you rise to the peak directly. Let’s take the Shaolin Temple you mentioned as an example. The ‘Yi Jin Manual’ is more powerful than the 72 Ultimate Techniques. But, it isn’t classified as one of their clan’s martial arts, right?”

Zhan Zhao changed the topic and continued, “In our Divine Constable Bureau, you might not be able to learn a clan’s martial arts, but you can learn things that the other clan disciples can’t.”

Ye Weiming raised his eyelids and asked casually without looking up. “For instance?”

Zhan Zhao took out four tokens from somewhere. There was a word written in gold on each of the tokens respectively: Sky, Earth, Human, and Ghost.

“Places like ours are not in charge of educating employees, but we still have necessary training for our employees before they start their jobs.” Zhan Zhao laughed and said, “Each of these four tokens represent a unique skill of the Divine Constable Bureau. I need to congratulate you because as the first player to become a constable, you have the right to choose first.”

There’s a unique skill I can learn?

Ye Weiming gathered his strength and asked hurriedly, “Can you tell me what unique technique each token represents?”

Zhan Zhao replied tactfully, “No.”

“Tsk!” Ye Weiming glared in contempt at the fellow who looked like a loyal and good person. Then, he decisively took the ‘Sky’ token.

Why did he choose this?

Because the word ‘Sky’ sounded coolest!

Ding! Congratulations, you have the chance to learn a unique skill of the Divine Constable Bureau. Please proceed to the autopsy room and look for Mr. Song to learn this skill.

The autopsy room?

Isn’t that the place where corpses are kept?

By right, the skill that was associated with this place should have been on the ‘Ghost’ token, right?

Ye Weiming saw that Zhan Zhao had already kept the other three tokens, so it was obvious that he didn’t have the chance to change his decision. Zhan Zhao showed no intention of explaining anything to him either. Ye Weiming didn’t want to waste his breath, so he took the token and rushed to the autopsy room.

…

The autopsy room was in a corner of the Divine Constable Bureau. Before he got close to the autopsy room, Ye Weiming could already faintly smell the odor of the corpses that made people uncomfortable. But, in order to learn the technique, he bore with his discomfort and walked in.

The moment he entered the main door of the autopsy room, he heard an old voice singing softly, “Flies wept blood and laughed at the sky. Ships get locked up by white chains.” (The title song of drama on Song Ci, the famous post-mortem examiner during the Southern Song Dynasty. This phrase was a lament of the political power at that time, when powerful officials covered up for each other and righteous officials had no way of fighting against them because there were too few of them.)

Ye Weiming looked over. He saw a skinny middle-aged man. His skin was slightly white and he looked unhealthy.

When Ye Weiming noticed the man, the middle-aged noticed him too. The middle-aged man put down the book in his hand and asked, “Are you the new constable player from the Divine Constable Bureau?”

“That’s right!” Ye Weiming gathered his senses. “Are you Mr. Song?”

The middle-aged man nodded lightly. “Yes, I’m Song Ci.”

Song Ci!

Ye Weiming didn’t know who Zhan Zhao was, but he knew about Song Ci. He just didn’t know if this Song Ci was the same one as the one in history, the pioneer of the forensic world.

“Pleased to meet you, Mr. Song. I’m Ye Weiming.” Although Ye Weiming was very unhappy, he still had his respect for this historical figure, who was one of the national pride of China’s history. As he spoke, he took out the ‘Sky’ token and passed it to the middle-aged man. “I came to learn the skill.”

Song Ci looked at the token. Then, he sized up Ye Weiming. After some time, he said, “If you want to learn my skills, you need to complete my assessment first.”

That meant that he needed to do a quest.

Ye Weiming was already mentally prepared, so he nodded instantly. “Tell me about it.”

The moment he finished speaking, Song Ci took out a test paper full of words and said sternly, “There’s 10 questions here. If you can get more than six questions correct, you’ll pass the test.”

Ye Weiming: (⊙_⊙)?

I have to take a test before I learn a skill?!