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

Upon hearing this, the old principal's eyes twitched violently.

A big rat?

What kind of rats can devour dozens of camphor trees, each as thick as a person's embrace, leaving not a trace?

"Lin, getting rid of the rats is a good thing." The old principal clutched his chest, his tone full of grievance, "But this camphor tree grove is the feng shui center of our school. Now that all the trees are gone, I feel so empty inside."

Lin Ye hates it when people beat around the bush with him.

He put down his chopsticks and took out his folding phone from his pajama pocket.

"How much do the saplings cost?"

Lin Ye unlocked the screen and opened Alipay.

"Is three million enough?" Lin Ye looked up and asked.

The old principal was stunned.

The head of the teaching department also gaped open.

"Not enough?" Lin Ye frowned, his fingers rapidly tapping on the screen. "Five million should be enough, right? Consider the extra as my contribution to the school's landscaping project. Please provide your Alipay account."

The old principal stood frozen in place.

five million.

Jiangcheng College of Arts and Sciences' annual greening budget doesn't even add up to five million!

The head of teaching reacted quickly and immediately provided the Alipay number for the school's official bank account.

Ding!

The old principal's cell phone rang.

He frantically pulled out his phone and glanced at the payment notification on the screen.

"Five million yuan has been deposited into Alipay."

A crisp electronic female voice echoed through the campus in the early morning.

The sadness on the old principal's face vanished instantly.

All those deep wrinkles smoothed out at that moment, and he smiled so hard that even his back teeth were showing.

"Lin, my classmate!"

The old principal grabbed Lin Ye's arm, so excited he was incoherent.

"You are truly the pride of Jiangcheng College of Arts and Sciences! You are a pillar of the nation!"

The old principal pointed to the yellow earth and announced loudly.

"This lousy forest should have been cut down long ago! It's teeming with mosquitoes in the summer and blocks out the sunlight! Lin, you did a great job pulling it out, a brilliant move, absolutely fantastic!"

The old principal turned to look at the head of academic affairs.

"Contact the construction team immediately! Lay marble tiles on this area and build a fountain in the middle! I've even thought of a name: 'Forest Night Plaza'!"

Lin Ye quickly pulled his arm back, his face full of disgust.

"Forget all that fancy stuff. Just buy a few thick trees and plant them, and while you're at it, buy some extra insecticide. That way, we won't have mosquitoes buzzing around when we sleep."

After saying that, Lin Ye picked up the stainless steel basin, continued slurping his hot dry noodles, and walked towards the No. 3 boys' dormitory.

The old principal watched Lin Ye's retreating figure, grinning from ear to ear.

"Five million! Now I can not only plant trees, but also get a new leather sofa for my office!"

Behind the camphor tree not far away.

The eagle, dressed in casual clothes, emerged from behind the tree trunk.

He glanced at the smiling old principal, then at Lin Ye carrying a bowl of dry rice, and shook his head helplessly.

The eagle quickly caught up with Lin Ye and reported in a low voice.

"Mr. Lin."

Lin Ye stopped, swallowed the last bite of the meat bun, and tucked the stainless steel basin under his arm.

"Has the money been transferred?" Lin Ye asked.

"The money has arrived! Director Zhao approved the order overnight. The 30 million yuan for overtime pay and compensation for emotional distress has been transferred to your Swiss black card."

The eagle nodded quickly.

"I've come to you to report on the situation of the Blood Slaughter Sect."

Lin Ye picked at his ear, looking completely unconcerned.

"Weren't those old geezers all smashed to pieces? What else happened?"

The eagle swallowed hard, its voice filled with undisguised shock.

"After we finished cleaning up the scene last night, we took photos of the severed limbs and sent them directly to Nie Wushuang, the leader of the Blood Killing Sect, through the special channels of the National Security Bureau."

Eagle recalled the news from the intelligence department and found it somewhat amusing.

"After seeing the photo, Nie Wushuang fainted on the spot. The first thing she did after waking up was to have the pure iron gate of the Blood Killing Sect headquarters welded shut with electric welding."

"He disbanded all the outer disciples overnight and announced that the Blood Slaughter Sect would be sealed off for ten years. Any disciple who dared to step out of Cloud Mist Mountain would have their martial arts abolished and be expelled from the sect."

A reclusive ancient martial arts sect that has been entrenched in Jiangnan Province for decades.

A few photos from the scene were so shocking that the mountain was closed off.

After hearing this, Lin Ye curled his lip in utter disgust.

"Poor wretch."

Lin Ye gave a two-word evaluation.

"They're not even willing to pay a hundred thousand or twenty thousand to buy their lives back. We're lucky they ran away quickly enough by welding the door shut. Otherwise, I'd have to go to their headquarters and collect some compensation for emotional distress."

The eagle wiped the cold sweat from its forehead.

The Blood Slaughter Sect has been given a second chance at life.

"Alright, I'm not interested in these petty domestic issues anymore."

Lin Ye wiped his mouth with a tissue.

"Right now, I only care about one thing."

Lin Ye turned to look at the eagle.

"Is that main force of the Western Extraordinary Alliance coming or not? And Old Zhao, has my appearance fee been prepared yet?"

The eagle immediately stood up straight, its expression becoming extremely serious.

"Mr. Lin, they've arrived."

The eagle took out an encrypted tablet, opened a video, and handed it to Lin Ye.

"Just an hour ago, the international dark web was in complete uproar..."

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three days later.

Jiangcheng International Airport Terminal 3 was completely cleared out today.

A heavy special plane bearing the logo of the Western Extraordinary Alliance taxied on the runway, its engine roaring deafeningly.

The hatch opened.

Six people came down the gangway.

The man leading the group was over two meters tall and wore an extremely exaggerated set of specially made tactical armor, his entire body wreathed in raging blue electric arcs.

Taylor.

Codenamed "Thunderstorm".

One of the highest executives of the Divine Punishment Organization, a peak S-class superhuman.

This is a ruthless character who truly fought his way out of the bloodbath of overseas battlefields, and has killed tens of thousands of people under his command.

Following behind him were five S-class early-stage ability users.

This lineup, on a global scale, could completely breach the defenses of a small country's regular army within half a day.

Outside the airport, hundreds of Western media outlets had already set up their cameras and microphones.

The international dark web's public channels simultaneously launched the world's highest-definition live streaming line.

Multinational conglomerates joined forces to set up an underground betting platform on the dark web, and the funds in the betting pool exceeded 100 billion US dollars in just half an hour.

"Commander Taylor!" A blonde, blue-eyed female reporter handed over the microphone. "What are your expectations for this trip to China?"

Taylor didn't even look at the reporter.

He raised his right hand, which was wearing an alloy glove, and casually squeezed it.

Crack!

A blinding blue burst of lightning exploded in the air.

An airport security patrol car ten meters away was instantly melted into a pool of molten iron by high-voltage electricity, leaving not even a tire behind.

"I'll only say this once," Taylor said in broken Chinese, looking directly at the camera.

"Noon today, Jiangcheng College of Arts and Sciences Gymnasium with a capacity of 10,000 people."

"That Chinese man named Lin Ye, either kneel on the stage and cut off your own hands and feet."

"Or I'll wipe that school, along with him, off the map completely."

The live stream chat exploded instantly.

Western netizens went into a complete frenzy.

"Commander Taylor is invincible! Tear that Chinese monkey who only knows how to use firearms to shreds!"

"This is the true essence of our Western alliance!"

"Six S-rank powerhouses! What can the Dragon Kingdom use to stop them? Their laughable calisthenics?"

In contrast, many martial arts practitioners in domestic live-streaming rooms looked at their screens with a mixture of anger and helplessness.

"This is outrageous! Six S-rank characters! How are we supposed to fight this?"

"No matter how tough Lin Ye's bulletproof suit is, it can't withstand this level of bombardment!"

"Where are the authorities? Why hasn't the National Security Bureau intervened yet? Are they really going to send a freshman to take the blame?"