I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

Next, Shen Tian withdrew his strength and did not activate [Shaking Blade].

They slaughtered all the half-beasts.

Brother Xiong stood by the railing on the second floor.

"This is fucking..."

He swallowed, feeling his throat go dry.

The sight of the blood-soaked boy below sent a chill down his spine.

This isn't human.

This is clearly a ferocious beast in human skin.

Two days.

More than a hundred half-beasts.

This kid killed them all by himself.

Moreover, judging from his appearance, he not only didn't seem tired, but became more and more excited as he killed.

Those eyes.

Even from a great distance, Brother Xiong could sense the menacing glint emanating from within.

"fortunately."

Brother Xiong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and muttered to himself.

"Luckily, we didn't completely cut off the road with him."

Such people.

As long as I don't die, I'll fly to the sky sooner or later.

Going against him is like having a death wish.

sunset.

The setting sun, like blood, dyed the entire slaughterhouse a crimson red.

Shen Tian casually flicked away the blood droplets from the blade.

At his feet, corpses piled up like mountains.

The strong smell of blood attracted several crows that seemed oblivious to their own mortality, which circled in mid-air and made unpleasant caws.

He looked up and glanced at the second-floor window.

He met Xiong Ge's gaze, which was filled with a mixture of fear and apprehension.

Shen Tian grinned.

He revealed a set of gleaming white teeth.

His face, covered in blood, looked particularly ferocious.

"Brother Bear."

He didn't shout, he just moved his lips.

But Brother Xiong understood.

"All stock is sold out."

Shen Tian sheathed his sword.

Open the system panel.

The kill count, which had already been cleared, surged again.

[Kill Value: 42]

This efficiency is simply terrifying.

Shen Tian felt the restless power within his body, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

With my green talent, I feel much more confident going into the wilderness.

He turned and walked towards the locker room, his back straight as a spear.

When I came out after changing my clothes, Brother Xiong was already waiting at the door.

His fleshy face was plastered with a fawning smile, and he was holding a black file folder in his hand.

"Brother Shen, what you asked for is ready."

Brother Xiong handed over the file folder, his attitude even more respectful than before.

There was even a hint of caution in their actions.

Shen Tian's performance these past two days has completely stunned him.

Shen Tian took the file bag but didn't open it immediately.

I just weighed it in my hand.

It's quite heavy.

Thanks.

He uttered two words calmly.

"That old devil is waiting for you at the abandoned auto repair shop in the north of the city."

"Oh, by the way, if you don't have a weapon yet, I'll give you this boning knife."

North of the city.

An abandoned auto repair shop.

The roller shutter door was half-drawn, revealing a dim, yellow light inside.

The air was filled with the smells of engine oil and rust, mixed with an indescribable burnt odor.

This is the entrance to a lawless land.

Shen Tian tightened his shoulder bag, which contained only a boning knife.

He bent down and squeezed through the roller shutter door.

sizzle.

The piercing sound of welding drilled into my ears.

Sparks flew everywhere.

An old man wearing oil-stained overalls was standing with his back to the door, fiddling with a thick metal pipe in his hand.

That thing looked like an exhaust pipe, but Shen Tian could tell at a glance that it was a modified homemade cannon.

The kind that can blast a fully grown bull to smithereens.

"close the door."

The old man didn't turn his head, his voice hoarse, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing together.

"We don't do business with individual customers; go to the repair shop next door."

Shen Tian didn't move.

He stood still, his gaze calmly sweeping over his surroundings.

The walls were covered with various modification parts, as well as several wanted posters, riddled with holes from being stabbed by throwing knives.

"Brother Xiong sent me."

Shen Tian spoke.

The sound wasn't loud, but it had a very strong penetrating power in the noisy repair shop.

The welding noise stopped abruptly.

The old man stopped what he was doing.

He slowly turned around.

A gaunt face, a single-lens magnifying glass over the left eye, and a cloudy, yellowish right eye.

This is Lao Gui.

The most notorious shady broker in this area.

Old Gui took off his greasy glove and casually tossed it onto the worktable.

pat.

He looked Shen Tian up and down.

His gaze lingered on Shen Tian's slightly immature face for a full three seconds.

then.

His gaze swept over Shen Tian's cheap tracksuit, which he hadn't had time to change out of yet.

Finally, it landed on that bulging backpack.

"Oh."

Old Ghost laughed.

The laughter was full of absurdity and mockery.

He pulled a crumpled cigarette out of his pocket and put it in his mouth.

It didn't start.

He just glanced at Shen Tian sideways, looking at him with the kind of look one would give an idiot.

"Does that stupid bear have maggots in its brain?"

Old Ghost spat out a mouthful of saliva, precisely landing it at Shen Tian's feet.

"Is this a slaughterhouse?"

"Or a daycare center?"

"Why did you send me a baby who's still in diapers?"

Shen Tian ignored the spit at his feet.

He pulled the black file folder from his pocket.

A flick of the wrist.

The file bag flew in a straight line and landed steadily on the greasy table in front of Old Gui.

"I need to get a certificate."

"Hunter's License"

Old Gui didn't rush to grab the file bag.

His cloudy right eye narrowed into a slit as he re-examined the boy before him.

Too young.

So tender you could squeeze water out of it.

This kind of stuff wouldn't even be enough to fill the teeth of a wild beast if thrown into the wilderness.

"They're really getting worse as they get older."

Old Ghost sneered.

His greasy fingers tapped loudly on the table.

"Get a certificate? Do you even know what that is?"

"That's a cannibalistic place."

"I'm not letting students like you play house."

Shen Tian remained expressionless.

Those dark, deep eyes stared straight at the old ghost.

Without the slightest hesitation.

He didn't even blink.

That look in his eyes.

Old Ghost was stunned for a moment.

He doesn't seem like a greenhorn.

He looked more like an old butcher with blood on his hands.

interesting.

Old Ghost reached out and grabbed the file folder.

tear.

The seal was roughly torn open.

A thick stack of federal currency fell out and landed on the table.

That was the toll money that Brother Xiong gave me.

Looking at the stack of colorful banknotes, Old Gui's withered old face finally twitched.

An unsightly smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"The money was quite generous."

He casually stuffed the money into the drawer.

He lit the cigarette he'd been holding in his mouth for ages.

Take a deep breath.

The pungent smell of inferior tobacco instantly filled the air.

"Alright."

Old Gui slapped the stack of banknotes in his palm, making a loud clattering sound.

Those cloudy eyes darted around twice before finally settling on Shen Tian's excessively young face.

He shook his head.

It was like watching a fool about to jump into a fire pit.

"Fine, for the sake of the money."

Old Gui stuffed the money into his pocket with such speed it was like magic.

He turned around and rummaged through a pile of greasy waste paper.

"This job wasn't originally your turn."

"There's a hastily put-together random group called Hyenas. The name is so-so, and the people in it are awful too."

"Their designated executioner got drunk yesterday and harassed women, so he had his hands chopped off."

"We desperately need someone to fill the gap."

Old Gui pulled a crumpled map from the pile of waste paper and casually tossed it onto the table.

The map was stained with unidentified brown stains.

"Assemble at the North Outpost at 5:00 AM tomorrow."

They don't care who you are or how old you are.

"As long as you have a knife and dare to use it on the monster, they'll take you in."

Shen Tian reached out and pressed down on the map.

My fingertips touched the cool paper.

"remuneration?"

He asked very directly.

Old Ghost chuckled, revealing a set of uneven, yellow teeth.

"remuneration?"

"We'll talk about compensation if you come back alive."

"Those guys are all desperados, they'll eat you alive."

"A newbie like you going in will most likely be used as a scout or bait to lure out monsters."

Old Gui picked up the welding torch again.

Blue flames shot up.

The reflection made his old face appear to shift between light and shadow.

"Let's be clear from the start."

"I just act as a go-between and collect a commission."

"Whether you live or die after you leave this door, whether you get chewed up by a monster or betrayed by your teammates, it has absolutely nothing to do with me."

"Don't come knocking on my door in the middle of the night as a ghost."