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ShareLane's strength experiment this time took place in the Tim Hortans grocery store, as it would save time. No matter how long he stayed inside, once an hour had passed, it would only feel like an hour when he exited.

He packed his things and began the experiment for the first time, according to the ability he remembered.

Of course, the goal this time was simple. The plan was to quickly run to the reception desk, jump onto it, and then fly to the back shelf. The idea was to crawl up to the top of the shelf. To be honest, many parkour athletes could do this without difficulty.

However, in this world, many things don't go as planned. Ryan made a mistake on his first attempt. He didn't jump to the intended height because his hands and feet were not well-coordinated, causing his calf to strike the edge of the reception desk. He then collapsed to the ground, clutching his calf with both hands, bending his body like a shrimp, letting out a sharp scream.

After a moment, the pain subsided. Ryan lifted his trouser leg and saw a bruise on his calf. He quickly retrieved Bai Xian from his space bag and rubbed it on the wound.

Ryan then began to reflect. He realized he had been dazzled by the sudden force. After all, the previous knowledge receptions had repeatedly shown that once you master the knowledge, it takes practice to transform that knowledge into power. How could this be any different?

Moreover, this inheritance had higher requirements for physical strength and other factors, clearly demanding more time for mastery.

Just as Ryan was feeling frustrated about not gaining power quickly, the system conveniently popped up a message.

"It feels like the time I've been in contact with the system is getting longer, and it seems more humanized. It feels like I'm getting along well with it," Ryan mused as he browsed the new information.

There was a set of methods to infuse power at Tim Hortans grocery store, but the cost was not low. Additionally, to avoid side effects, it was best to adjust the infusion method according to one's specific situation, as prompted by the system.

For example, the power inheritance of this assassin would help Ryan improve his physical and muscle memory, along with his body coordination, to a level comparable to five years of practice. As for the Hawkeye skill, it could be improved to the level of one year's practice.

The information provided an explanation for the derivation of these data. Strengthening the body and muscle memory involves simple physical changes, not extraordinary strength. As a result, the requirements for the strengthened individual were low, allowing Ryan's body to withstand five years of changes at once.

Hawkeye was different, as it required the intervention of extraordinary power. Tim Hortans grocery store could only infuse Ryan to the level of one year's practice at best.

Given the situation, Ryan decided to undergo the infusion process. He desperately needed strength now.

The infusion of five years' worth of strength cost one offset point per year, while the infusion of one year's Hawkeye cost three points.

Following the prompt, Ryan sat in the chair and confirmed the payment of 8 offset points. A beam of light descended from the ceiling, enveloping him.

Ryan felt his body begin to change. His muscles and bones gradually heated up, accompanied by bursts of tingling and pain.

The discomfort didn't last long. When Ryan felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, the sensation gradually faded. Finally, with the light beam's disappearance, the discomfort completely subsided, signaling the end of the power infusion.

Afterward, Ryan examined his body. He noticed no major changes in his appearance, but he could sense that his bones were stronger, his muscles more flexible, and his cardiopulmonary function was enhanced.

Ryan continued the previous experiment. This time, he easily jumped onto the reception desk and then swiftly climbed to the top of the shelf.

It seemed that there had indeed been a real boost in power, at least to the level of an average parkour athlete. However, this strength still required regular training, or else it would decline.

After packing up, Ryan chose to leave the Tim Hortans grocery store and return to his original location.

Five minutes later, Ryan was strolling along Saga Street, the famous magical commercial street in Iceland. He was eating dried cod with cream and browsing the surrounding shops.

Saga Street truly deserved its reputation as a magic commercial hub, serving as a transit point between tourist destinations and Europe and the United States (the international Floo network occasionally requires a transfer point for long-distance travel). Iceland is the trans-oceanic international Floo network between Europe and the United States.

The goods sold here came from various regions. Lane noticed that there were not only Nordic products but also trinkets from the Americas. He bought a few small stone pendants engraved with runes as gifts for some friends when he returned.

In addition to the vendors selling these knick-knacks, the street was filled with all kinds of people, especially scammers. In just a short walk down the street, he encountered several groups of fraudsters. Some were selling sable-furred trout that they claimed could make men pregnant (if it were true, Dumbledore would likely have one by now). Others tried to sell a small Native American totem that supposedly protected against vampires and werewolves. The most laughable was a copy of Merlin's treasure map — the one thing Ryan found most pitiful, as the parchment's corner bore the trademark of the scholar's residence.

However, Ryan wasn't bothered by this. From his past life, he knew that it was almost impossible to find genuine treasures in such tourist spots. Instead of wasting money on these scams, he preferred visiting a second-hand bookstore to find old books worth picking up.

Although the stories these scammers told were beautiful and sounded reasonable, Ryan knew better. If they were telling the truth, Merlin would have had no time for anything other than digging up treasures.

Besides, Ryan had already found a complete set of Durmstrang's black magic textbooks for grades 1 to 5 in the old bookstore (yes, Durmstrang focuses on black magic, not just Defense Against the Dark Arts). He also bought several boxes of candy from a fairy-tale candy store as gifts. A small pendant wouldn't suffice as a gift for his friends; at least a box of candy would do.

While Ryan was enjoying his shopping, a figure suddenly bumped into him.

Ryan instinctively touched the space bag on his waist and realized it had disappeared.

"Thief." The word flashed in Ryan's mind. He quickly chased after the man, realizing that the space bag not only contained money but also his completed summer homework, which would be a real hassle if lost.

The thief seemed familiar with the area, weaving through the crowd in an attempt to shake Ryan off.

Ryan activated his imitation Hawkeye mode to track the thief, then scaled the walls and ran quickly across the rooftops to follow him.

After running for more than 30 meters, the thief entered a hidden alley next to the commercial street and stopped to catch his breath. Perhaps due to past successes, the thief grew careless.

Seeing no one pursuing him, the thief took out the space bag to inspect his haul. Just as he was about to open it, he heard a gust of wind above and was knocked unconscious by a heavy object falling from the sky.

Before losing consciousness, the thief vaguely heard a voice say: "Everything is false, everything is permitted."

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