After Henry finished his bath, he took out two granite stones to block the door, then sat on the sofa and focused his consciousness on the release life progress bar.
This time, 19 new green beads, 161 white beads, and 195 gray beads were added.
Among them, only one green bead and two white beads had a glowing halo.
The release life progress bar reached Level 3, 35.13%.
Below the progress bar were 200 gray beads, 162 white beads, and 19 green beads.
There were also 418 empty gray bead shells, 285 empty white bead shells, and 30 empty green bead shells.
Now Henry possessed energy equivalent to 1200 gray beads, which could upgrade one Level 4 skill to Level 5, such as Pistol Shooting or skill Flying Dagger.
He could also upgrade two Level 1 talents to Level 2, such as Strength or Super Hearing.
However, Henry felt that these upgrades would not qualitatively improve his current combat power.
So he temporarily held back, waiting to upgrade when needed, or accumulating energy equivalent to 4000 gray beads to upgrade Constitution to Level 4.
Henry used the three release beads with the glowing halo.
Instantly, Henry was surrounded by a warm aura that appeared out of nowhere. He found that his sailing skills were superb, having single-handedly circumnavigated the globe multiple times on 30-60 foot sailboats. His swimming skills were equally masterful, and his Constitution was particularly Cold Resistance.
When he came to, he found that 4 minutes had passed—any time involving physical changes took a bit longer.
He gained a new skill, Sailing Level 4, overwriting the skill Swimming Level 4, and gained a new talent, Cold Resistance Level 1—normal person Cold Resistance ×2, which would require 400 gray bead energy to upgrade to Level 2.
These were quite practical skills and talents, and Henry was very satisfied.
After all, the winter in Fresco Town was still very long.
He wondered if Cold Resistance ×2 referred to extreme temperature ×2 or Cold Resistance duration ×2.
After Henry got dressed, he removed the granite stones from the doorway, opened the door, and went downstairs for breakfast.
Meanwhile, the news of the complete destruction of the Raven Brotherhood club in the New York Black Market Center continued to spread and ferment.
Mike, the leader of the Whist Gang, heard the news, and his usual cynical smile completely vanished. He pondered for a long time.
In fact, Mike had always been very wary of the Raven Brotherhood club because their strength was subtly greater than that of the Whist Gang, and they were far ahead of other black and gray forces in intelligence work.
However, such a powerful force was destroyed overnight, and most critically, no one knew who was behind it, which made Mike extremely vigilant.
Although he vaguely felt this might be related to Henry because of the previous Jesse Brothers bandit incident, Henry had just gotten off the train!
Henry had disappeared for a while after getting off the train, but he left alone. If he did it, he must have cooperated with other powerful forces, right?
Precisely because he couldn't figure it out, Mike would be even more cautious.
The reason the Whist Gang was able to grow on the corpse of the previous overlord, the Dead Rabbit Gang, and become the new boss of New York was precisely because of Mike's cautious leadership.
Mike issued a notice: those tracking Henry must not expose their whereabouts, and they must never privately act against Henry or his friends.
Auston, the head of the Pinkerton New York Detective Agency, also dispatched agents to the scene for investigation after receiving a telegram from the Chicago headquarters.
Other major forces and groups also sent reconnaissance personnel to investigate the matter.
A large number of personnel and forces who had taken or issued missions in the Black Market Center were also very concerned about the progress of the matter and the reaction of the Black Market Center headquarters.
Sergeant Alva, who was directly in charge of this area, was miserable.
In those days, an occasional fire burning down a few buildings was nothing, but if there were more than two hundred corpses outside the buildings, that was another matter.
The New York City Mayor's Office ordered him to investigate the matter as soon as possible, and it was said that even Governor John was closely monitoring the situation.
Alva couldn't even find a single witness now.
Perhaps there were witnesses, but who would take such a great risk for no reason to voluntarily provide information?
After Henry finished breakfast, he returned to his room, locked the door, and prepared to count the more than three hundred money bags he had collected during the four days since he took the train.
However, the doorbell rang, and when he opened it, he found the hotel's lobby manager and two men, one middle-aged and one young.
"Hello, Mr. Bruce, these two are Astor Family tailors arranged by Miss Cathy. They are here to take your measurements," the lobby manager said respectfully.
On the train, Henry had asked Cathy where the good ready-to-wear shops were, and she immediately offered to cover two custom-made suits for Henry.
Henry nodded, turned around, and walked back to the guest room lobby.
The two tailors busied themselves for over half an hour before finishing their work.
They told Henry it would take at least 10 days to make the two suits.
This meant he wouldn't have them in time for the nearly week-long series of balls starting tomorrow night.
However, this hotel offered dry cleaning, so Henry's only suit could still barely hold up.
After the tailors left, Henry locked the door, re-blocked it with the three granite stones, and began to count the gains in his storage space.
By the time he finished counting, nearly two hours had passed.
Two money bags each contained over 1000 us dollars—presumably belonging to the Younger Brothers. Three money bags contained about 500 us dollars, twelve money bags contained about 100 us dollars, and the other three hundred forty-eight money bags averaged about 10 us dollars.
Ultimately, Henry gained 8689.4 us dollars, of which over 1800 us dollars were coins.
Next were the two safes, one large and one small. Henry spent almost an hour opening them.
"I'm rich!"
Henry exclaimed sincerely after counting the contents of the two safes.
There were 15,460 ounces of gold, 253,800 us dollars, and 156,800 face value of bearer national bonds and railway bonds, totaling approximately 730,000 us dollars, equivalent to 87 million us dollars in purchasing power in later generations.
In addition, there were fourteen New York City land deeds.
Counting from his transmigration on July 12th, exactly two weeks later, Henry entered the ranks of millionaires.
Henry estimated that such a large sum of money should be deeply related to the black gladiator arena on the first basement floor of that club, and since today was Sunday, it might even be a settlement day for the club.
"It really had to be a major international metropolis like New York!"
Henry sighed contentedly.
New York's intelligence archives were more than ten times that of Denver, and only a quarter of Denver's intelligence archives had been reviewed.
Henry estimated that he wouldn't be able to finish reading these archives in less than one or two months.
It was almost 3 PM now, and Henry went downstairs for lunch.
While Henry was joyfully counting his gains, in the Vanderbilt Family mansion on Manhattan Fifth Avenue, William, the head of the Vanderbilt, and his granddaughter Consuelo were enjoying afternoon tea in the loggia leading to the outdoor garden on the third floor.
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