As the bullets in the gun were all fired, Queen Maeve seized the opportunity, tore open the car door, and began to engage in close combat with the robbers.
Soon, amidst screams, the actors playing the robbers lay motionless on the ground, one by one.
Only Butters struggled to get up from the ground after taking a few punches. Queen Maeve, seeing this, looked in surprise at the hidden camera in the corner. Seeing that the director didn't yell 'Cut!', she had no choice but to increase her strength slightly.
Poof! Butters was sent flying by a punch and crashed heavily at Xia Shang's feet.
"Why risk your life when we're all just working for a living?" Looking at the silly grin on Butters' face, Xia Shang moved his foot in disgust. This guy was beyond saving.
At this moment, the only one standing in the carriage was Xia Shang.
"Brothers! I will definitely avenge you!" Xia Shang instantly became a drama king, pulled out the dagger from his waist, stepped on Butters' right hand, and charged towards Queen Maeve with a crazed look in his eyes, looking exactly like a desperate fugitive.
In front of the camera, the blond director nodded with satisfaction at this scene. After taking a puff of his cigarette, he pointed at Xia Shang on the screen and praised, "This young man's acting is good. Give him an extra steak later."
Facing Xia Shang's attack, Queen Maeve stood still, showing no intention of dodging.
Xia Shang used all his strength, but the dagger in his hand didn't even break Queen Maeve's skin. It felt like he was chopping at steel.
He looked up and met Queen Maeve's brown eyes. The next second, he was grabbed by the neck and thrown aside.
[Analysis conditions unlocked. Integrate Sword Skill Talent?]
For the sake of caution, Xia Shang didn't choose to integrate immediately, but obediently lay on the ground pretending to be dead.
Three minutes later, the director gave an order, and today's filming officially ended.
In the carriage, the "corpses" that had been motionless just now struggled to get up, baring their teeth and rubbing their injured areas while chatting.
"How was it? My acting was good, right?"
Hank raised his short, thick eyebrows at the others and said triumphantly.
"To be knocked unconscious by your own guy, you're definitely an inside agent among the robbers," said Freddie, who had been smashed into Hank, unhappily.
"Speaking of acting, look at Butters. That painful expression, he could practically win an Oscar."
"Sh*t, I was stepped on by that bastard Xia Shang."
Butters rubbed his red hand, sucking in air from the pain.
"I really don't know if he did it on purpose or accidentally."
Xia Shang, who was standing aside, looked innocent and raised his hands with a smile, "I was actually deliberately careless."
It was six o'clock in the afternoon, and Xia Shang clocked out on time, as that was a good virtue a worker should possess. He took his dinner back to his room and opened the panel again.
This time, he had a new discovery. It turned out that in the upper left corner of the panel, there was a golden ladder pattern.
When he opened the pattern with his mind, a line of small characters appeared before his eyes.
[Choose to consume 100 Fantasy Points to walk in a One-Star Fantasy World?]
"Is there a big difference between One-Star and Two-Star?" Xia Shang looked at the second glowing step. Currently, the ladder was divided into six steps, and only the first two steps were glowing. The remaining steps all showed that they could not be opened.
He guessed that this restriction should be related to the main world.
So he clicked the plus sign behind The Boys, and a reminder quickly popped up.
[Detected that the player's Fantasy Points are less than 10,000 points. Cannot upgrade to a higher-level world]
After some research, Xia Shang discovered that Fantasy Points only had these two functions and could only be obtained through the main world. However, with his current strength, it was basically difficult to influence the direction of events. After all, he was not the protagonist in this drama and could not fight against superheroes with the body of an ordinary person.
Especially after experiencing Queen Maeve's perverted strength.
This made Xia Shang even more convinced that he should never actively approach superheroes before he had a certain amount of strength. He had to know that this was a world where you could be hit and killed by a train while walking on the road.
After carefully finishing his dinner, Xia Shang wiped the steak sauce from the corner of his mouth with a piece of paper. After careful observation, he confirmed that there were no cameras installed in the room. After all, no one would be bored enough to observe the daily life of a male security guard.
"Confirm integration of Sword Skill Talent."
The integration process was not painful. Xia Shang only felt a little itchy all over his body, and his arms always had the urge to swing.
[Sword Skill Talent is being integrated. Current progress: 10% (The player cannot perform the next analysis until the integration is complete.)]
What Xia Shang didn't expect was that integration was not a simple copy and paste but required a certain amount of time to adapt to one's own changes. Of course, he guessed that a certain amount of training could speed up the progress of the integration until the sword skills reached Maeve's level.
After adapting to the changes in himself.
Xia Shang took out his phone and decisively ordered three steel swords of different weights on Amazon. This expense alone instantly emptied his only savings, but fortunately, his current job included room and board, otherwise, he would really have to end up on the streets.
In the following period.
The days were quite uneventful. As for the superheroes, he had already seen most of them, including Homelander, who always kept a smile on his face in front of the media and fans. If he hadn't read the original work, Xia Shang would have definitely thought he was a pretty perfect superhero.
"F*ck Squid, are you playing a superhero trading card game? The $1200 I lent you a while ago is already used up? That money was my fund for picking up girls." Facing Xia Shang, who had asked him for money again, Butters cursed and took out his phone, transferring two thousand to Xia Shang.
The main reason was that Xia Shang didn't expect it to be so expensive to hire a sword master for lessons. One lesson cost $300, and it wasn't even one-on-one.
It could only be said that this was a crazy world, and people were too admired by those with strength.
"Stop talking nonsense, you damned rich second-generation, evil capitalist. I'll pay you back when my salary comes in." Ever since Butters invited Xia Shang to a party in his room, he realized how terrifying a star-chasing otaku could be. There were no less than twenty statues of Queen Maeve in the room alone, and countless posters.
The most exaggerated thing was that one of the limited-edition statues was priced as high as $120,000 online.
"If you ask me, you should stop being a security guard and restore your identity as a young master. Maybe you can really pick up Queen Maeve."
Xia Shang joked.
"You don't understand the happiness of being a security guard by Queen Maeve's side, especially when I stop those Queen Maeve fans and watch them unable to approach Her Majesty. It's really a kind of unspeakable pleasure," Butters said with a perverted smile.
"Dude, you're completely hopeless," Xia Shang shook his head and left the building.
After a month of training, the progress on the panel had reached 97%. According to the previous speed, he should be able to completely integrate the mastery of swordsmanship after finishing the last lesson.