Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

After slaughtering all the bandits of the Mountain Fang Gang, Luo Kunlun did not linger for a moment and went straight to the deepest part of the mountain stronghold, to the residence of the gang leader, Demon Mountain.

This wooden house was much taller and sturdier than the other bandit dens, and dried human heads hung on the beams, exuding a chilling ferocity.

Normally, most of the wealth of the Asan Gang is in the hands of its leader.

"Zero, begin scanning. Check for any traps or hidden compartments."

Relying on Zero's scanning capabilities, Luo Kunlun soon found a hidden mechanism in the corner of the bedroom.

After pressing it, the ground slowly cracked open, revealing a staircase leading underground.

Descending the stairs, a sealed chamber comes into view, with a huge iron box, about half a person's height, placed in the center, securely locked with iron chains and other means.

Upon seeing this, Luo Kunlun raised his hand and struck, instantly shattering the iron chain.

Lifting the heavy lid of the box, the sight inside made Luo Kunlun's eyes light up.

More than 800 game cards were neatly stacked, and five finger-sized magic stones lay quietly in the center, radiating pure energy fluctuations.

In addition, there are some monster materials, such as scales covered with frost patterns and beast teeth that flash with electricity.

In addition, there were more than a dozen unopened bottles of potions, labeled with words such as "healing" and "physical enhancement".

Without any hesitation, Luo Kunlun stored all the magic stones into his mental space.

He planned to keep the magic stone for himself. This thing could not only be exchanged for high-value game cards, but it was also an important resource for improving his strength. Although he didn't know how to use it yet, there was absolutely no reason for him to hand it over.

After tidying up the secret room, he turned and walked towards the prison at the back of the mountain stronghold.

The heavy wooden door was locked with a thick iron chain, and faint sobbing could be heard coming from inside.

Luo Kunlun swung his sword and severed the iron chains, then smashed open the wooden door with a clang, shouting inside, "It's safe here now, you can leave."

Inside the prison, dozens of men, women, and children huddled in a corner. There were women in tattered clothes, children who were pale and emaciated, and several men who had been tortured to the point of near death.

They stared at the corpses scattered on the ground and Luo Kunlun covered in blood, their eyes filled with fear, yet also with the relief of surviving a catastrophe.

"There are gold coins and grain in the warehouse over there. Go and get them yourselves." Luo Kunlun pointed to the west side of the stronghold. "This stronghold is easy to defend and difficult to attack. As long as you guard the entrance to the canyon, even a few children with wooden spears can stop ordinary raiders. You'd better watch yourselves."

"Thank you, Black-Clad Swordsman!" someone stammered, bowing deeply in gratitude.

Luo Kunlun didn't linger. He turned and walked out of the prison, heading towards the edge of Black Wind Canyon.

His figure quickly disappeared into the depths of the dense forest, leaving behind only a desolate bandit stronghold and a group of survivors.

This massacre not only brought Luo Kunlun great gains, but also allowed him to understand the extent of the bandit gang's wealth.

Killing monsters to sell materials is not only dangerous, but you also get a cut from the Four Elements Tower.

Killing bandits and robbing them is not only highly profitable but also carries little risk.

Although these bandits were ruthless, they were no match for him.

Why go through all that trouble when there's such a shortcut?

Luo Kunlun already had a plan in mind: first, he would focus on killing the bandits near the Dark Tree Sea to raise the debt, then head to the recruitment office and venture into the Secret Martial World to seek even greater power.

So, over the next two weeks, a bloody storm swept across the edge of the Dark Forest.

There are many bandit gangs near the Dark Forest, but only a few are as wealthy as the Asan Gang, who are considered the "leaders of the outlaws" in the area.

But that doesn't matter, Luo Kunlun can just kill more.

The Iron Mountain Bandits are based at the foot of Iron Ridge Mountain. Their leader is a great knight who has undergone organ modification and has two hearts and three lungs.

kill!

The Blood Robe Assassins' Guild specializes in accepting assassination commissions and operates in secrecy.

kill!

The Silver Wolf Mercenary Group, ostensibly a mercenary group, is actually a notorious criminal organization that commits arson, murder, robbery, and other atrocities, and has been plundering merchants and villages for years.

kill

kill!

...

In just half a month, no fewer than a thousand bandits had died by Luo Kunlun's sword.

His fighting spirit even faintly turned crimson amidst the continuous slaughter.

Such a large-scale massacre quickly caused a huge shock in the edge of the Dark Tree Sea, and a terrifying rumor began to circulate.

There was a swordsman in black who specialized in killing bandits.

He was entirely black; his weapons, clothes, and even his blood were all black. Those he killed almost never had intact corpses; each one died a gruesome death, hence the name "Black Corpse-Shattering Demon."

The rumors spread far and wide, eventually reaching the vicinity of Camp Rogue, striking fear into the hearts of all the bandits entrenched in the area. Many small bandit gangs even disbanded and fled to the ends of the earth.

......

An abandoned village.

Amidst the ruins of the village, several seemingly idle teenagers, their hands tucked into tattered pockets, chatted in hushed tones, their fingers constantly resting on the hilts of short knives hidden inside, their eyes wary and sinister.

"Have you heard? There's a 'Corpse-Splitting Demon' out in the Dark Tree Sea. He kills people like chopping vegetables! It's said that Demon Mountain of the Mountain Fang Gang, who's that big, was cleaved in two by him!" a tall, thin boy said, his tone tinged with fear.

"Tch, you believe that?" Another short, chubby boy scoffed, his face full of disdain. "He's just a big, dumb brute with all his strength. If you're agile enough, you can outrun him! That 'Corpse-Shattering Demon' is probably just lucky; he's run into a bunch of idiots."

Before he could finish speaking, a cold, large hand, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, suddenly pressed down on the top of his head.

Click!

A crisp cracking sound rang out as the short, chubby boy's skull was crushed, and red and white fluid gushed out instantly, splattering all over the people around him.

The other teenagers' expressions changed drastically, and they all drew their short swords and retreated, but they were so frightened by the killing intent in Luo Kunlun's eyes that they froze.

This group is known locally as the "Little Ghost Thieves," and its members are mostly homeless orphans and idle teenagers.

It sounds pitiful, living in this world as a weak person without parents.

But in terms of viciousness and methods, they are not much less vicious than adult gangs.

They specialize in burglary, and if they encounter a household where only the elderly, weak, women, and children are present, they will kill and rob them.

If there were young women, they would either abduct and play with them, or sell them to slave traders for profit.

Innocence and youthful passion have nothing to do with them; their bones are full of plunder and cruelty, essentially no different from the adult bandits that Luo Kunlun had previously slaughtered.

This abandoned village was their base, not far from their camp.

Luo Kunlun was killing with a purpose, approaching the camp while searching for his target.

I only intended to rest here for one night, but I keenly sensed that there were people hiding in the village.

In this world, whose children don't stay home to help their parents with chores? Besides, Luo Kunlun saw their eyes and heard their conversation.

They're a bunch of damn guys too, the only difference is that they're younger.

But it doesn't matter, there's no such thing as a law protecting minors in this world.

I happened to run into them, so I just tidied them up.

Screams rose and fell, but quickly subsided. In a short while, the entire band of thieves lay dead in pools of blood, none surviving.

Luo Kunlun sheathed his greatsword and wiped away the bloodstains splattered on it.

After half a month of relentless killing, he had accumulated 6,300 points and seven magic stones, all of which he stored in his spatial storage.

The debt can be paid off, and the road to the world of Secret Martial Arts is about to begin.

The wind still howls through the abandoned village, yet it cannot dispel the pervasive stench of blood.

After finding a place in the village to spend the night, Lokunlun's figure disappeared into the twilight once again, speeding towards the Rogue Encampment.