We offered you a summer job, but you went and became a mercenary?

Inside a cheap hotel on the outskirts of Arkham, the house number was almost peeling off.

Lin Ye woke up on a bed as hard as an iron plate, stretched, and a series of crackling sounds came from his bones.

Outside the window, the sky was just beginning to lighten.

He got out of bed barefoot, walked to the corner of the wall, picked up the red, white and blue striped snakeskin bag, and dumped all its contents onto the bed like he was taking out garbage.

slam-la-

A pile of green US dollars, gleaming gold bars, and several watches stolen from the Blood Fox boss's office were stacked on the bed, forming a small mountain that reeked of money.

Lin Ye's eyes lit up instantly.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, like a hamster guarding a pile of pine nuts, and began counting the banknotes one by one, a silly grin typical of a money-grubber on his face.

"Three hundred and forty-seven thousand US dollars..."

"At market price, the gold bars are worth roughly a hundred thousand..."

"And these watches, if I put them on a secondhand website, I should be able to sell them for at least 30,000 to 50,000 yuan, right?"

As Lin Ye counted, he frantically calculated on his mental abacus, his mouth practically watering.

Last night, he was still a high school graduate worrying about the 30,000 yuan cost of a computer.

This morning, he was already a near-millionaire with assets of $500,000.

"This job is awesome!"

Lin Ye stuffed the money and gold bars back into the snakeskin bag, zipped it up, and patted it with satisfaction.

But soon, a deeper kind of worker anxiety welled up in my heart.

This is only the first day back at work; there are still more than two months of summer vacation ahead.

We can't just sit here doing nothing!

I feel restless if I don't work for a day!

Lin Ye immediately brought up the system interface in his mind and skillfully opened the blood-red dark web entrance.

He planned to find some new tasks for his "work" today.

The screen lit up, displaying a large number of local part-time jobs in the Arkham region.

[Mission: Escort a caravan across the desert. Daily wage: $800.]

[Task: Serve as a wealthy businessman's private bodyguard, daily wage $1500.]

[Mission: Assist an organization in intelligence gathering; daily wage: $3000 USD.]

Lin Ye looked at these tasks, his brows furrowing into a deep frown.

"What the hell?" he mentally ranted. "A few hundred or a thousand dollars a day? Are they trying to feed a beggar?"

There was a time when a daily wage of ten thousand US dollars was an astronomical figure for him.

But now, after last night's "passionate overtime" and "violent demand for unpaid wages," his horizons, or rather his appetite, have been completely broadened.

With this little money, when will I ever achieve financial freedom and return to China to enjoy a top-tier university life?

Lin Ye pursed his lips and without hesitation, dragged the daily wage requirement to the highest level in the salary filter!

More than one million US dollars!

Press the Enter key.

The previously densely packed task list was instantly cleared, leaving only one bounty task, highlighted in bold blood-red font and pinned to the top, hanging forlornly at the very top of the screen.

[S-Rank Limited-Time Bounty: Eliminate the core stronghold of the 'Fang' organization in the East Arkham district.]

[Mission Description: 'Fang' is a branch of a medium-sized terrorist organization entrenched in the Arkham region. It is notorious for its crimes and boasts 300 formally trained armed personnel, equipped with heavy firepower such as armored vehicles and rocket launchers.]

[Mission Requirements: Within 8 hours, completely eliminate all personnel within this stronghold.]

[Mission Bounty: One million US dollars!]

Lin Ye stared at the tempting string of numbers, his eyes practically glued to the screen.

As for the three hundred men's weaponry and heavy firepower, he automatically ignored them.

In his peculiar way of thinking, none of these things mattered.

The key point is...

"One million US dollars, for eight hours?"

Lin Ye's breathing became rapid as he stretched out his fingers and quickly calculated in the air.

"That's $125,000 per hour!"

"That's over two thousand dollars per minute!"

"Holy crap! This is making money faster than printing money!"

This is hardly a mission to die.

This is clearly a super perk delivered right to my door by the system!

In Lin Ye's eyes, those three hundred armed men had transformed into a million US dollars beckoning to him.

Without any further hesitation, he raised his hand and pressed the "Accept" button, which was flashing with blood-red light, hard!

【Ding! 】

[S-Rank Limited-Time Bounty Mission Successfully Accepted!]

The system will automatically generate a temporary identity credential for the host.

[Temporary codename generated: Shura.]

At the very same second that Lin Ye accepted the mission.

The entire underground dark web forums in the Arkham region instantly erupted in chaos.

A death bounty that had been hanging for half a year, and which even countless veteran mercenary groups shook their heads at, suddenly lit up with its gray tag indicating "in progress"!

"Holy crap! Who the hell's gone mad? Someone actually took the 'Fang' job?"

"Is there a bug in the system? This mission is a trap. Three hundred regular troops with heavy firepower—whoever goes in is guaranteed to die!"

"Quickly find out who recklessly took this job! Code name... Shura? Who's that? Never heard of him!"

"I guess he's some greenhorn who just arrived in Arkham, doesn't know his place, and is obsessed with money."

The forum was instantly flooded with countless taunts and speculations.

Lin Ye, the one who started all of this, was completely unaware of it.

He stretched and got out of bed.

"start!"

He skillfully put on the T-shirt that read "Hope of the Whole Village," slipped on some baggy shorts, and put on flip-flops.

Then, he hoisted the red, white, and blue snakeskin bag filled with US dollars and weapons, whistled, and swaggered out of the hotel room.

Before going to work, I go to buy some 'commuting tools'.