Card maker? No, I'm a mechanic!

Silence, a deathly silence.

The entire treatment plant was completely silent; everyone stared wide-eyed at the center of the smog.

There, Jiang Zhe remained in his punching stance, the arm armor on his right arm emitting black smoke.

A moment later, Jiang Zhe slowly withdrew his fist and shook his right arm, which was almost numb.

Looking at the troll's corpse that had been smashed to pieces with a single punch, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"The recoil is really proportional to the power..."

With just one punch, Jiang Zhe understood that the power of this punch was definitely at the level of a top-tier level one attack card in the original owner's memories.

But similarly, he could only throw one punch.

Given his current physical strength, forcibly unleashing a second punch would completely destroy his arm.

But that punch was worth it.

He turned his head and glanced at his coworkers around him, who were completely dumbfounded.

Jiang Zhe glanced again at the old queen on the distant high platform, who was staring blankly as if she had eaten shit, before slowly withdrawing his fist.

With a slight thought, the arm armor, after emitting its last puff of black smoke from the exhaust pipe, transformed into a streak of light and dissipated into the air.

"What the hell is that...?"

Old Li was deeply shocked when he witnessed all of this up close, but then he saw the shocked looks on the faces of his fellow workers.

And the old queen, who was peeking out from the high platform, seemed to suddenly understand something.

Then, disregarding the black smoke covering his face, he rushed to the troll's corpse.

He slapped hard on the blown-open head with his calloused hand.

"Hahaha! Dead! That beast is really dead!"

Old Li let out a maniacal laugh, then turned around and pointed at the troll's corpse.

He shouted to his fellow workers who were still in shock:

"Are you all stunned? This is my power!"

"I trapped that beast with a rock shield, then let Jiang Zhe finish him off with a blow, which is how I blew him up!"

He was breathing heavily, and his wrinkled old face was flushed.

"Jiang Zhe is usually unassuming, but he's reliable when it really matters!"

"One fireball spell blew half of that beast's head off."

Old Li's voice was loud and clear, as if he was emphasizing something.

The surrounding workers looked at each other in bewilderment upon hearing this, even though they had clearly seen Jiang Zhe punch the troll to pieces.

But seeing Lao Li's confident demeanor, and recalling his past status as a level-two card maker, he was momentarily shaken.

After all, the highest-level card maker they usually see is the resident Level 1 card maker.

As for how strong the level 1 and above are, and what moves they have, they have absolutely no idea.

At this moment, Old Wang on the high platform finally regained consciousness.

He first let out a long breath and touched his forehead, which was covered in cold sweat.

Then, his eyes lit up, and he immediately understood the key point in Old Li's words.

This is a perfect opportunity that's been handed to you.

Old Li, as a level-two card maker, is the main force, while Jiang Zhe is responsible for finishing off enemies and creating distractions.

And all of this was a perfectly scripted operation carried out under his direction.

"Good! Good for you, Old Li! You're still going strong for your age!"

Old Wang shouted loudly through the loudspeaker, his voice filled with surprise and relief.

"I knew you were still got it! You're the one we need in this crucial moment."

"Jiang Zhe is not bad either; he provided excellent teamwork for you!"

He shouted as he tumbled down from the platform like a washing machine.

"Quickly, dispose of the troll's corpse and clean up the scene. The resident card master will be here soon."

Looking at Lao Li's "I was once a level two card master" attitude, and then glancing at Lao Wang's fat face, Jiang Zhe instantly understood everything.

Old Li was protecting him, or rather, covering for him.

His current identity is that of a roadside worker who has failed the Level 1 Card Master exam three times in a row.

Even though the troll wasn't at his peak, it was still too eye-catching that he killed it with a single punch.

It can easily lead to unnecessary trouble.

As for Old Li, the former level-two card master, although his foundation was destroyed, his mental energy could not be restored naturally.

But given his reputation, it's logically understandable that he would pull out one or two trump cards to lead the kill.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhe did not choose to expose him, but instead went along with it.

He covered his right arm, pretending to be still shaken.

"Uncle Li, your Rock Shield move just now was perfectly timed."

"If you hadn't trapped the troll, I wouldn't have been able to land this last hit."

Old Li smiled smugly, patted Jiang Zhe on the shoulder, and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

Old Wang seized the opportunity to rush over and grab the two of them, his sharp eyes sweeping over the surrounding workers.

"What are you all standing there for! Hurry up and deal with this. Anyone who dares to say anything out of line, don't blame me for being impolite."

The workers were intimidated by Lao Wang's imposing manner and forgot their shock. They quickly picked up their tools and began cleaning up the site.

They knew that it was best for insignificant people like them to keep quiet about such a battle of titans.

It's good enough that we're alive.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from not far away.

Chen Ming, the on-site card handler at the processing station, rushed over with two fully armed security personnel.

He was a young man in his early thirties, and his face was flushed with the effects of alcohol.

He had obviously just been urgently called back from a drinking party; he even buttoned one of his shirt buttons wrong.

He immediately spotted the chaotic scene and the troll lying in the rubble.

"What... what's going on here! A troll!?"

Chen Ming's gaze swept across the scene, finally settling on Lao Wang and Lao Li, his eyes filled with shock and confusion.

He certainly knew the troll's strength, and he also knew that Old Wang's offer to pay for drinks at midday was ill-intentioned.

But can anyone tell him who killed this second-tier troll?

Moreover, what method exactly?

Old Wang, with his sharp eyes, quickly moved closer, grabbed Chen Ming's sleeve with snot and tears streaming down his face, and started acting while pointing at Old Li.

"Chen Card Master, you've finally arrived! Look at this, look at this, the Energy Resonance Troll has gone berserk!"

"If it weren't for my prior consultation with Lao Li, an experienced level-two card dealer..."

"Then he'll lead the way by using a Fireball card to detonate useless cards, and we'll be in big trouble."

Old Wang's words distorted the truth, exaggerating Old Li's role to an extreme degree, while also taking credit for his own effective command.

But more importantly, the matter was resolved without any fatalities.

Chen Ming looked at the group with a mixture of belief and doubt upon hearing this.

Although Old Li was in a sorry state, his eyes held the confidence of a strong man.

Jiang Zhe, meanwhile, clutched his shoulder, looking like a weakling who hadn't recovered from the shock.

His arm hung limply, as if he had injured it while trying to avoid something.

"Will the Fireball card detonate a useless card and kill the troll?"

Chen Ming frowned. Although the power was a bit ridiculous, it wasn't impossible for it to be a pile of discarded cards exploding.

But more importantly, he himself was also a little guilty.

As the resident card dealer, he should have stayed at his post, but instead he left to go drinking.

If this matter blows up, he'll be in deep trouble if the higher-ups investigate.

Knowing how to slack off, he understood that it's better to do less than more.

Instead of digging deeper and causing trouble for yourself, it's better to stop here so that everyone can be better off.

"Cough cough..."

Thinking about it, Chen Ming coughed twice and stepped forward to pretend to examine the troll's corpse.

"Yes, judging from the appearance of this wound, it was indeed caused by a high-intensity energy explosion."

"Old Li, you did a great job! You're a true veteran, still got it."

He found no evidence to refute it, nor did he want to.

Having a way out is always the best option.

"Now that the crisis has been resolved, we can consider this a close call." Chen Ming waved his hand, setting the tone.

"Old Wang, you need to arrange for someone to dispose of all this newly brought-in waste material as soon as possible, so that there won't be any more trouble."

"As for this report..."