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

Brother Xiong's face twitched.

He rubbed his ears, wondering if he had misheard.

"What did you say?"

The surrounding workers stopped laughing and looked at Shen Tian as if he were a fool.

"I said, I want to go and slaughter strange beasts."

Shen Tian repeated it, his voice not loud, but it clearly carried throughout the noisy factory.

This time, everyone heard it clearly.

After a brief silence, even more intense laughter erupted.

"Hahaha! This kid's gone mad!"

"Does he even know what he's saying?"

"His brain must have been ruined by the smoke. What a waste of that pretty boy."

Brother Xiong's expression turned somewhat impatient.

"Kid, are I kidding you?"

His voice turned somber, carrying a hint of warning.

Accidents happen every day in slaughterhouses.

Although the beasts here are all domesticated by humans, they are half-beasts specifically for slaughter.

But the wildness and bloodlust in their blood are hard to erase.

There were countless cases of monsters having their bellies pierced by a dying beast's counterattack, or their arms severed by bone saws.

He was already being kind by asking Shen Tian to drive the forklift.

"Brother Xiong, I graduated from Wu Gao."

Martial Arts Academy?

The moment those two words were uttered, the surrounding laughter abruptly ceased.

Everyone's gaze changed.

The mockery and contempt faded, replaced by scrutiny and astonishment.

Who in Jiangcheng doesn't know Wu Gao?

That's the cradle of martial arts geniuses. Even an ordinary graduate from there is far superior to those of us who sell our labor.

Brother Xiong was also stunned.

He looked Shen Tian up and down again, his eyes sharpening considerably.

"What are you doing here, students from Wugao High School?"

"He dropped out of school."

Shen Tian answered crisply and decisively, without the slightest embarrassment.

drop out?

The crowd stirred again.

Wugao is a place that countless people would do anything to get into, so how could someone drop out of school?

Brother Xiong remained silent for a while.

Everyone has their own past, including their own.

That must have been a sad story.

He didn't ask any more questions.

"OK."

A gurgling sound came from Brother Xiong's throat.

He casually shoved the boning knife back into its sheath at his waist with a clang.

He turned around, his heavy boots splattering blood everywhere as he strode towards another area of ​​the factory.

"Keep up."

Shen Tian didn't say anything, but stepped forward and followed.

The remaining workers exchanged glances.

They made way for Shen Tian, ​​but all eyes remained fixed on him.

Shen Tian changed into a waterproof latex suit.

Brother Bear stopped in front of a metal fence.

Inside the enclosure, a creature was lying on the ground convulsing.

Its entire body is covered with short, stiff black hair, and it has two thick, curved horns on its head that gleam with a metallic sheen.

Even when unconscious and convulsing, hot white breath continued to escape from his mouth and nose.

"This thing is called a savage bull, a half-monster."

Brother Xiong's voice rang out from the side.

"He was stunned by a 30,000-volt high-voltage electric shock, but he's not completely dead and could wake up at any time."

He gestured with his chin towards the bull's thick neck.

"Your job is to bleed it, then skin it, and finally decompose it."

"Remember, make the incision between the third and fourth cervical vertebrae, where the throat is most vulnerable. One cut and it's over."

"If the blood isn't drained properly, the flesh will be ruined. If you're too slow, once it wakes up, you'll be the one who's ruined."

Brother Xiong's tone was very calm.

He took a peculiarly shaped short knife from a row of tools hanging on the wall. The blade was thick, but the edge was very thin.

"then!"

He turned and flung himself backward without looking back.

The dagger drew an arc in the air.

He wanted to test how much real skill this young man who had passed the martial arts exam actually possessed.

The workers nearby gasped softly.

Shen Tian didn't even lift his eyelids, he just casually stretched out his hand.

"Smack."

He gripped the knife handle firmly, and with a flick of his wrist, he dissipated the force.

The entire movement was fluid and seamless, without the slightest hesitation.

Shen Tianwu comes from a prestigious background, although he has not yet become a first-tier martial artist.

However, his knife skills and physique are unmatched by ordinary people.

Catching Brother Xiong's knife was a piece of cake.

Brother Xiong turned his head, his pupils contracting slightly.

He saw Shen Tian's gesture of holding the knife.

That's the standard posture only someone who uses a knife regularly would have: the tiger's mouth is tightly clenched, the index finger rests on the back of the blade, steady and powerful.

"This kid from Wugao High School is interesting."

"Go."

Shen Tian did not reply.

He carried the knife, walked over, and opened the bolt on the metal fence.

"Holy crap, he actually dared to do it?"

"Are you crazy? This is a raging bull! When it goes berserk, it can smash through walls!"

The workers in the distance began to whisper among themselves again, all their eyes focused on Shen Tian.

Shen Tian ignored these discussions.

He walked into the fence and closed the gate behind him.

A pungent smell, a mixture of burnt and strong fishy odor, wafted over, even more acrid than the bloody smell outside.

He walked to the side of the bull and squatted down.

He reached out and placed his hand on the bull's thick neck, feeling the burning heat beneath the skin and the slight trembling of the muscles.

He closed his eyes, and the words Xiong Ge had just said echoed in his mind.

The gap between the third and fourth cervical vertebrae.

right here.

With a flick of his wrist, the blade pointed downwards.

puff!

The heavy blade made no hindrance and precisely pierced the gap in the cervical vertebrae.

fast!

quasi!

ruthless!

Without pausing, Shen Tian suddenly pulled the knife handle horizontally!

A deep wound, exposing the bone, formed instantly!

"Moo—!"

The bull let out its final, mournful cry.

The scalding blood didn't just splatter; it gushed out like a flood from a burst dam, instantly staining the ground red.

The bull's massive body convulsed violently a few times, its beastly eyes quickly losing their luster and finally becoming completely dull.

【Ding! 】

[Successfully defeated the half-monster bull!]

[Kill Points Gained: 0.5.]

A system notification sounded in my mind.

Shen Tian slowly stood up and pulled the short knife from the bull's neck.

Fresh blood dripped from the tip of the knife, splattering into tiny blood flowers on the ground.

The entire factory was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the boy standing beside the bull's carcass, covered in blood.

A deathly silence.

Apart from the slight hissing sound from the high-voltage power grid, there was no other noise in the entire factory.

Gudong.

Someone swallowed hard.

The sound was exceptionally clear in the empty factory.

Everyone seemed to be frozen in place, their eyes fixed on the blood-soaked boy.

The boy they had just mocked as a pretty boy.

"Am I seeing things?"

A worker rubbed his eyes.

"This technique is even more skillful than Brother Xiong's! It's like he's killed countless people before!"

"Could it be that he killed a strange beast... or that he killed a person?"

The discussions exploded like a lit fuse.

But this time, there was no more mockery or contempt.

Instead, there was an overwhelming sense of shock.

Shen Tian seemed oblivious to everything around him.

He had never killed any strange beasts.

It's even more impossible that he's killed anyone.

He practiced swordsmanship countless times at the martial arts academy.

He slowly turned around.

A pale blue, semi-transparent attribute panel was quietly floating in his consciousness.

[Host: Shen Tian]

【Mental Power: 10】

[Martial Arts Realm: Mortal Fetus]

[Kill Value: 0.5]

[Martial Arts: Basic Swordsmanship 5/5; Basic Body Tempering Technique 3/8]

[Talent: Swordsmanship Proficiency - White]