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

Black Hawk threw away his binoculars, grabbed the communicator, and roared furiously into all the channels in a near-hysterical voice: "See that! This is what happens when you provoke the 'Destroyer Alliance'!"

"What kind of Asura is this! What kind of monster is this! In the face of the overwhelming firepower of tanks, they're nothing but a pile of minced meat!"

"Keep firing! Wipe that dune off the map! I'll make sure he doesn't even have a single intact ashes left!"

However, his laughter abruptly stopped the next second, as if someone had grabbed his neck with pliers.

Inside the command vehicle, several communications soldiers responsible for monitoring the battlefield stared wide-eyed as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight. Their fingers stiffly pointed at the screen in front of them, their mouths agape, unable to utter a sound.

Black Hawk followed their gaze.

On the battlefield, the thick smoke and dust from the explosions are slowly dissipating.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a tall figure remained standing in the same spot.

Not a single thing was touched.

Black Hawk's pupils instantly contracted to the size of a pinhead.

As the smoke and dust completely dissipated, the figure was fully exposed to everyone's view.

Lin Ye was still standing there.

The pink children's helmet on his head was intact.

His precious blue flip-flops were still firmly in place.

However, the T-shirt he was wearing had been torn into several tattered strips by the shockwave of the explosion, barely hanging on his body, revealing his well-defined, powerful muscles underneath.

On his skin, there were no wounds from shrapnel, not even a red mark from a high-temperature burn.

[Indestructible Body (Beginner)] automatically protected his body the instant the shell approached.

The explosive force, enough to pulverize a half-meter-thick reinforced concrete wall, merely tore a cheap T-shirt off him.

Lin Ye looked down at the clothes he was wearing, which could now be described as "performance art," and then reached out to touch his smooth, pristine chest.

His heart was bleeding.

A surge of grief and indignation, even stronger than when the helicopter had just blown up his laptop, rushed straight to the top of his head.

"My clothes..."

Lin Ye's voice trembled. He raised his head, and in his clear eyes burned the raging fury of a thrifty and hardworking man who discovered that his newly bought clothes had been ruined by his naughty child.

"I just bought this on Pinduoduo last week! It cost 29.9 yuan!"

This powerful, aggrieved roar was clearly transmitted to the ears of every alliance member through the highly sensitive microphone.

Everyone was stunned.

Is this...is that his main focus?

"He's not dead?! Open fire! Open fire! Kill this monster!!!"

On the front row of infantry fighting vehicles, the gunners responsible for operating the machine guns finally snapped out of their extreme shock. As if trying to dispel their fear, they frantically pulled the triggers.

"Da da da da da—!"

"Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat—!"

More than a dozen fire chains, composed of large-caliber machine gun bullets, swept wildly towards Lin Ye from all directions.

A hail of bullets, like a torrential downpour, rained down on his bare upper body.

Then, something happened that completely shattered everyone's worldview.

"Ding ding ding ding— ding ding ding—!"

A series of sharp, metallic clanging sounds, like raindrops pattering on banana leaves, echoed throughout the battlefield.

Those armor-piercing bullets, capable of easily penetrating light armor, scattered sparks the moment they touched Lin Ye's chest skin, and then...

It was as if they had crashed into a wall of sighs made of ultra-high-strength alloy, and they were all bounced back and fell helplessly onto the sand.

The bullet was deflected by his body!

……

Dragon Kingdom, underground command center.

Chief Li stared intently at the bizarre scene of sparks flying across the screen, his hand holding the teacup trembling violently.

"Snap!"

He squeezed the military enamel teacup he had used for over a decade, the one with "Serve the People" printed on it, until it was deformed. The scalding tea spilled all over his hand, but he didn't even notice.

"His flesh...his flesh withstood the artillery fire...and...it could even deflect machine gun bullets?"

Chief Li's Adam's apple bobbed violently. He turned his head, looked at the equally dumbfounded staff officers around him, and asked in a dreamlike tone:

"Can anyone explain this to me... is this a Super Saiyan from an anime?!"

……

On the battlefield.

Lin Ye looked down at his chest.

Several bullets, deformed by the immense impact, hung precariously from his muscular chest.

He stretched out two fingers and, as if plucking a leaf stuck to his body, pinched off the several scalding hot bullets and casually threw them on the ground.

He patted the dust kicked up by the bullets off his chest, raised his head, and his eyes, burning with rage, slowly swept across the torrent of steel before him.

His eyes turned extremely dangerous.

"They ruined my clothes and froze my salary."

"You bunch of sons of bitches..."

Lin Ye's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Are you ready to face the wrath of a working-class person?"

The words fell.

He slowly raised the six-barreled Gatling gun, which he was holding in one hand and which exuded an aura of destruction.

With his other hand, he gripped the trigger of the gun.

Buzz—buzz—buzz—!!

The heavy six gun barrels began to slowly rotate.

The spinning speed increased faster and faster, until it almost became a blurry afterimage.

Strands of pale blue electric sparks began to flicker and jump at the muzzle of the gun.

Lin Ye spread his legs slightly apart, lowered his body, and assumed an extremely stable shooting posture.

Then he pulled the trigger.

"Buzz—putt- ...

In that instant, it was as if the whole world had been muted.

The roar of tanks, the shouts of soldiers, the screams of commanders—everything was completely drowned out by a purer, more primal, and more destructive sound!

That wasn't the sound of gunfire.

That was the roar of Death as he cleaved the world with his chainsaw!

Six dark, menacing gun barrels transformed into an afterimage in Lin Ye's hands, too blurry to be seen with the naked eye. The terrifying rate of fire of six thousand rounds per minute turned the infinitely supplied depleted uranium armor-piercing rounds in the system space into an incredibly thick, scorching whip made of metal and fire, which lashed fiercely at the crowd in front of him!

The hundreds of ruthless bandits at the forefront hadn't even had time to fully display their terror.

The blue fire whip swept across them.

There were no screams, no wails, and not even scenes of blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Those bodies made of flesh and blood, upon contact with this long whip made of death, were like ice blocks thrown into a furnace, directly and completely decomposed, vaporized, and evaporated into puffs of scarlet, scalding blood mist.

A swift sweep brings peace to the world.

"Holy crap..."

Lin Ye himself couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

He looked down at the massive machine in his hand, still roaring merrily, then at the fan-shaped area in front of him that had been cleared out in an instant, and a look of extreme satisfaction appeared on his face.

"This thing...it's really efficient at cleaning up trash!"

Without pausing, he lifted the heavy Gatling gun with one hand, strode forward, and faced the still-firing hail of bullets ahead.

"Jingle bells!"

Countless bullets struck his body, scattering dazzling sparks, before bouncing off helplessly.

The blue fire whip in his hand, like a merciless scythe of death, steadily advanced forward with a constant, emotionless rhythm.