After the third probe, having heard no more gunshots...
Hunter finally tried to step out from his hiding place.
He was almost certain that the assassin who had tried to snipe him in the shadows had already left.
After all, from the moment the opponent targeted him and fired the first shot until now, almost ten minutes had passed.
Whether the opponent was a professional assassin or not, having failed for so long, they should have withdrawn.
After all, if someone really did call the police...
...if they delayed any longer, the police would be arriving.
"Who could it be?"
Hunter was still thinking hard about this question.
Without even glancing at that expensive ford mustang...
...Hunter walked quickly to the side and picked up the bulletproof helmet that had been hit by the bullet earlier.
After making sure no one was around, he quickly stored it into his private space.
That was a bulletproof helmet ordered by the Drug Enforcement Bureau, with the English acronym of the Drug Enforcement Bureau on it.
Hunter didn't want to be careless about such a small matter and bring trouble upon himself.
Not planning to drive anymore, he walked out on foot.
As he walked, Hunter analyzed the limited information he currently had, trying to extract something useful from it.
"The opponent didn't fire randomly. If they had used the sniper rifle to blow up the car's gas tank, I would have been in a more passive position."
"But if that were the case, the commotion caused would probably be very large."
"If the vehicle exploded and set off other cars in the parking lot, it might even affect other people."
"So, the opponent seems to have some principles."
The information Hunter had was far too little, to the point that he couldn't determine who the opponent was at all.
What grudge, what hatred, to start off with a sniper rifle bullet.
They were clearly aiming to kill him!
Because he couldn't be sure of the situation on the opponent's side...
...after thinking for a while, Hunter decided not to go to Slater's for the time being.
Even for Tali and Maggie's side, he wouldn't be going there for now either.
Not surprisingly, for the coming period, Hunter planned to live alone in his original apartment.
This way, even if the opponent came looking for him again, he would be able to respond calmly.
Incidentally, Hunter was also considering whether to set a separate trap for the opponent.
Judging by the opponent's marksmanship, even if they weren't a mercenary or a retired soldier, they were likely a professional assassin or something similar.
Although Hunter wasn't sure yet how he had crossed paths with the opponent or the person behind them...
...based on his experience, if the opponent had really targeted him, they probably wouldn't give up easily.
Thinking while walking, Hunter was also distracted by keeping an eye on his surroundings.
Ever since his physical fitness had become stronger and stronger, he noticed that not only had his strength and endurance become amazing...
...but even his logic for thinking through problems was clearer and faster, and his memory had increased significantly as well.
Setting aside the physical improvements for a moment...
...in terms of his brain, Hunter could now almost achieve photographic memory; whatever he had seen or experienced...
...with just a little recall, he could mostly remember it quickly.
Consequently, multitasking with two or even three things at once was no longer a big problem for him.
Being careful and wary along the way, Hunter knew his own situation.
Therefore, contrary to his usual behavior, he chose not to take streets with many people.
He chose secluded alleys instead, going further and further off the beaten path.
The reason for this was that Hunter's weapons and equipment were all in his private space.
If he encountered a dangerous situation, he could take them out of the private space at any time and launch a counterattack against suspicious targets.
In this case, crowded places would instead restrict Hunter's performance.
Whereas in sparsely populated alleys, even if Hunter were truly blocked by a group of people...
...he could quickly launch a counterattack!
After walking for several kilometers, Hunter hadn't encountered any attacks.
This made him surprised, while also bringing a bit of depression and irritability to his heart.
With his current overall physical fitness being three times that of an ordinary person, Hunter actually wasn't worried about being targeted.
On the contrary, it could be said that he was even faintly looking forward to it.
Instead, it was this kind of existence hidden in the dark, about which he had no information, that made Hunter more conflicted.
Because there was no way to start.
However, Hunter was now very good at handling his negative emotions.
Because of the existence of the proficiency system cheat, in his current view...
...all the trouble and problems he encountered were because his attribute points weren't high enough, and he needed to level up more skills to enhance his own strength.
So, when passing by a paid indoor Tennis court...
...thinking that he had also activated a Tennis skill before, though he hadn't played much since it reached lv2...
...he immediately applied for a membership card at that indoor Tennis court.
He also bought a set of Tennis equipment at the court and started playing right there.
Two days later, on a surfboard by the sea.
Having finally raised his newly activated Surfing skill to lv3, Hunter could already very skillfully control the surfboard under his feet.
Riding the waves, he could perform some pretty cool moves.
He was in a very good mood, relying on his excellent five-dimensional attributes.
Hunter's physical fitness was not only strong now, but his learning ability was also becoming more and more amazing.
He was truly feeling the benefits of high intelligence now.
Anything Hunter wanted to learn, if he started learning it with others, he could always be the first to learn it, master it, and become more proficient.
Over the past two or three days, because he felt the pressure...
...Hunter engaged in rapid, targeted training, during which he unexpectedly activated two new skills.
Thanks to this, in just three short days...
...he had once again raised several skills by six levels in total, gaining six free attribute points and six cubic meters of private space expansion.
As usual, the newly obtained free attribute points were once again evenly added to his five-dimensional attributes by Hunter.
Although the one or two point attribute increase was no longer as obvious as before...
...every little bit adds up, and his body was constantly being strengthened bit by bit.
Hunter could still feel this.
However, while the improvement in strength was certainly a very happy thing for him...
...Hunter still hadn't managed to catch the sniper who had nearly taken his life two mornings ago.
Over the past few days, the opponent seemed to have vanished into thin air.
Even though Hunter deliberately appeared multiple times during that period, he never saw the opponent show up again.
The feeling of being watched in secret without being able to catch the culprit made him very uncomfortable.
So much so that once he thought of this,
the good mood he had from his surfing skill reaching LV3 quickly vanished.
Thus, Hunter controlled his surfboard and stopped by the shore.
Holding the surfboard, he prepared to head to the rental shop where he had gotten it to return it.
Just as Hunter had returned to the beach and walked only a few steps,
suddenly, a charming and sexy woman's voice called out to him.
"Hi, handsome, can we get to know each other?"
Hunter subconsciously turned around, and when he saw the woman who had called him clearly, he was immediately stunned.
"Holy Mother Angelina?!"
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