The Shelter Game: Me, Starting with a Tenfold Drop Rate

Looking at Wendy, curled up on the sofa with a face full of despair, the coldness in Irving's eyes gradually dissipated without him realizing it.

When Wendy first entered the villa, she appeared to be a seasoned player in the game of seduction, especially with her teasing glances and deliberate body movements. If it were anyone else, they would have already fallen into her trap.

However, through the skill [Soul Link], Irving had gleaned some of Wendy's past experiences and found himself somewhat surprised.

Wendy had been an orphan from a young age, later taken in by an international assassin organization called the Serpent, where she underwent brutal training. She became proficient in firearms, combat, and various assassination techniques.

There was a reason why she was ranked among the top international assassins.

The most intriguing part was that many had pursued her, yet she had rejected them all, never even having a relationship...

"A true professional assassin, her acting skills are better than those of an award-winning actor." Irving muttered to himself.

Acting and disguise are essential courses for every professional assassin, basic skills without which they would easily show flaws.

"Why haven't you made your move yet?" Wendy slowly opened her eyes, her once bright gaze now dull, and sighed, "From the day I became an assassin, I thought of many ways I might die... This time, I underestimated you too much!"

From the moment the villa door opened and she first saw Irving, she hadn't taken this young man seriously, thinking he was just a rich kid with some background.

But the outcome...

The series of subsequent events showed her the true strength of the young man before her, making her realize how laughable her initial plan had been.

Seduction?

From the moment she stepped into the villa, her fate was sealed.

In the face of absolute power, any scheme is doomed to fail!

"If I wanted to kill you, you'd already be like them." Irving said, glancing at the charred corpses not far away. His deep eyes fixed on Wendy as he slowly continued, "I'm giving you two choices."

"One, die like them. Two, choose to follow me."

The villa fell into a dead silence after he finished speaking.

Wendy's face showed a trace of surprise, and her beautiful eyes regained some light. Even as a professional assassin, she felt fear when truly facing death.

It's a natural reaction of the body, differing only in the degree of fear between individuals.

She looked at Irving, her mind replaying the recent battle...

The golden glow surrounding Irving that neither sharp knives nor bullets could harm, and that terrifyingly massive fireball – everything filled her with awe.

Especially when Irving accurately recited information about her, it felt as if she were completely exposed before this man, without a single secret left.

This level of shock was beyond measure!

"Does the Other World really exist?" Wendy asked instinctively.

She had heard about the game the Other World before, but had never taken it seriously. However, after witnessing the man's displayed power, she seemed to understand something.

Irving gave a slight nod as a form of response, his deep eyes always fixed on Wendy.

With the skill [Soul Link], Irving could clearly sense Wendy's psychological activities. Even though she was a professional assassin with excellent acting skills, it was impossible for her to lie in front of him.

After a moment.

Wendy seemed to make up her mind and nodded, "I am willing! I am willing to follow you!"

She knew that if the game the Other World truly existed, then the external news about the impending apocalypse must also be true. Following this man was the best choice at the moment.

"Good." A smile appeared on Irving's face.

The reason he was willing to give Wendy a chance was because of her background. Having an assassin ranked among the top hundred internationally by his side would not only save a lot of trouble but also serve as a capable assistant.

"Help me clean up this place." Irving said in a deep voice.

Although this villa in the suburbs was usually deserted, the bullet holes and bloodstains in the living room would still cause trouble if discovered.

It must be said, Wendy was very professional in this regard. In just half an hour, the traces of the battle were almost completely cleaned up.

During this time, Irving sat on a lounge chair by the pool, leisurely sipping whiskey and enjoying the afternoon sun. With a capable assistant like Wendy, many things no longer required his personal attention.

"Mr.Irving, the bloodstains are mostly cleaned up, but some bullet holes in the wall cannot be removed..." Wendy said.

Irving nodded, "You don't need to worry about that."

He then called James, briefly explaining the situation and asking him to send someone to clean up. He specifically requested the unfinished basement on the villa's lower floor to be expanded and completed.

Of course, Irving didn't mention anything about Dennis, just that there were some unidentified assassins.

In fact, even if Irving said nothing, James wouldn't ask. The domestic situation was turbulent, and incidents like this happened frequently. Moreover, the Night Blades' affair was far from over.

After hanging up, Irving glanced at Wendy, instructing her to take a shower and change her clothes upstairs. Then the two of them left the villa.

On the suburban highway, a Mercedes Maybach sped towards Starling City. Sitting in the back seat, Irving looked out the window, his brow furrowed as if deep in thought.

...

Inside Starling City.

In a grand mansion, the atmosphere was exceptionally oppressive.

Sophia was sitting in front of the coffee table, her usually cold face now clouded with worry, as if shrouded by a layer of dark clouds.

In just a few days, successive blows had caused the Green family to lose its former glory in Starling City.

First, they were enslaved by the Brotherhood of Night Blades, then betrayed by their affiliated family in the secret realm. Now, the head of the Green family, Sophia's father, had been kidnapped.

Sophia felt an unprecedented sense of helplessness. She glanced at the clock on the wall, watching the time pass by, growing increasingly anxious.

"Miss..." At this moment, an old butler from the family approached, carrying a plate of delicate snacks and gently placing it beside her. "Miss, you haven't eaten a bite since you came back last night. Why don't you have something to fill your stomach?"

"We're all worried about the Master, but if you collapse from exhaustion, the Green family will truly have no hope left." The old butler couldn't help but sigh as he said this.

Sophia glanced at the snacks on the table but had no appetite at all.

The sky outside was gradually darkening, and there was less than an hour left until the appointed time. The people who had kidnapped her father had made it clear on the phone that if they didn't get what they wanted on time, they would kill him immediately.

The Green family had suffered continuous heavy blows. Not only were their family members affected, but even their newly established guild had nearly all its players massacred in the secret realm.

"We can't delay any longer." Sophia suddenly stood up and started to head outside.

Seeing this, the old butler hurriedly stopped her, "Miss, you can't go! Since those people dared to kidnap the Master, they must be prepared. If you go there like this, not only will you fail to rescue the Master, but you might also..."

The old butler couldn't bear to continue.

Sophia understood the logic all too well. She smiled bitterly, "Is there any better option now? Should we just stand by and watch my father get killed by those people?"

The old butler fell silent.

The atmosphere in the mansion grew even more oppressive.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the mansion. The old butler was slightly startled, looking at the approaching figures, sensing something.

"Miss, could it be those people have come to us?" The old butler, who had worked for the Green family for over thirty years, had deep feelings for the family. He instinctively stood in front of Sophia.

"What did I tell you on the phone?" A stern voice rang out.

The old butler's face turned even more grim, his old eyes filled with a fearless look. But the next moment, he saw Sophia rushing toward the two figures like a madwoman.

"Miss, you..." The old butler was stunned.

"Irving! You finally came! I've been waiting so long, I was about to lose my mind!" Sophia instantly recognized the familiar voice and threw herself at Irving.

At this moment, she was like a drowning person grasping at a lifeline, clutching Irving's hand tightly.

"Some things took more time than expected, so I arrived a bit late." Irving said.

"Irving, who is this?" Sophia's gaze fell on the unfamiliar woman following closely behind Irving. A complex look flashed in her eyes as she asked curiously.