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

[Detected that the host, single-handedly, carried out a devastating attack on seven major criminal organizations within 24 hours, perfectly demonstrating the ultimate meaning of "labor law" and having a profound and irreversible impact on labor relations throughout the underworld!]

[Achievement rewards are being distributed...]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained a god-level passive skill: Grandmaster-level combat skills!]

[Skill Description: Every inch of your flesh and blood has reached a state of perfection. Your body is the most terrifying weapon. When unleashed at full power, your physical body can break the sound barrier. In your hands, grass, trees, bamboo, and stones can all become weapons!]

The words fell.

A warm current, more powerful and purer than any previous initiation, instantly swept through Lin Ye's limbs and bones!

He could clearly feel that every muscle, every bone, and even every cell in his body was undergoing an incredible transformation.

If the previous "Indestructible Body" was like giving him a top-tier physical armor, then...

Now, this [Grandmaster-level Fighting Technique] has completely forged him, inside and out, into a humanoid weapon!

Lin Ye slowly raised his hand and gently clenched it.

The air between his fingers crackled with an unbearable strain.

He felt he was in the best possible condition, with boundless energy surging through his body.

He looked down at a fist-sized ordinary stone at his feet, and a thought struck him.

I didn't think much of it; it was like casually kicking away a soda can on the side of the road while walking.

He lifted his right foot, which was wearing flip-flops, and casually kicked it at the rock.

However, just a second before his toes touched the stone, he suddenly remembered something.

After returning to China, I will still have to interact with ordinary people.

If you use too much force and accidentally break someone's bone, the medical expenses can be quite high.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously reduced his strength by 99%.

"Bang."

A soft sound.

He gently kicked the stone away.

But the next second, something unexpected happened!

The stone that flew away seemed to be infused with some kind of mysterious and terrifying energy the moment it left his toes!

Its speed broke through a certain critical point in an instant!

"Buzz—!!!"

A sharp, piercing sonic boom, like a fighter jet skimming low overhead, suddenly exploded!

A visible white cone of airflow even appeared around the stone!

It transformed into a gray afterimage that was impossible to capture visually, leaving a straight white line in its wake, instantly traversing a distance of over a hundred meters.

In the distance, there is a remaining wall, half a meter thick.

"BOOM—!!!"

A loud bang!

The wall looked as if it had been hit head-on by a small-caliber armor-piercing bullet, with a huge hole the size of a washbasin blasted open in the middle, sending debris flying and dust billowing everywhere!

Lin Ye remained in the kicking position, staring blankly at the hole in the distance that was still emitting blue smoke.

A cool morning breeze blew across the desert, and he felt a chill run down his back.

He gasped.

"Holy crap..."

"I'll have to be careful when I go back to China now, what if I get into an argument and slap someone?"

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Meanwhile, dark web forums.

This underground network, which brings together the world's top assassins, mercenaries, and intelligence brokers, experienced its longest five minutes since its inception.

The server crashed.

It wasn't a hacker attack, but rather because the sudden surge in traffic exceeded the server's capacity by ten times!

Five minutes later, as the technicians frantically restarted the backup server, the entire forum homepage was completely engulfed in a blood-red color.

A bolded, pinned post that keeps flashing has a single word in its title: "Miracle".

There wasn't a single word in the post.

There are only images taken at great risk by high-altitude reconnaissance satellites and lurking drones from various countries, with an astonishingly high resolution.

The first picture is of the graveyard outside the "Iron Fortress," which consists of the wreckage of more than a dozen T-72 main battle tanks. The armor of each tank is covered with a dense, honeycomb-like array of terrifying bullet holes.

The second picture shows a young man wearing a tattered T-shirt amidst a hail of machine gun fire, sparks flying everywhere, yet he himself remains unharmed.

The third picture shows him carrying a huge six-barreled Gatling gun in one hand, the muzzle spitting blue flames, strolling leisurely amidst explosions and flames, his back view like a demon god descending to earth.

The last picture shows him carrying a huge red, white, and blue snakeskin bag, standing in front of thousands of kneeling bandits, as if giving a speech.

Below the photo, the comment section refreshes at a rate of tens of thousands of messages per second, yet the content is remarkably consistent.

"..."

"..."

"..."

A series of ellipses filled hundreds of pages.

Those top assassins who usually pride themselves on killing without blinking an eye, those mercenary kings who roam freely in the jungles of Africa and South America, were collectively silenced in the face of these photos.

Their prized fighting skills and their experience in killing, which they relied on for survival, seemed as fragile as a joke in the face of the power displayed by the man in the photograph.

Finally, someone broke the silence.

[Anonymous User]: I take back what I said yesterday. This isn't a ghost story; it's a divine intervention.

【Siberian Wolf】: Tearing apart tanks with bare hands... Enduring artillery shells with his bare body... Am I watching a Hollywood special effects movie?!

[Snake Eyes]: Don't say anymore. I've already melted down my Barrett and am going back to my hometown to farm. This industry is too dangerous.

Panic and awe spread like a plague.

Immediately afterwards, the official Dark Web organization issued an emergency notice.

Final Announcement Regarding Adjustments to the "Shura" Danger Level and Mercenary Ranking

The announcement was simple and direct.

All bounties for "Shura" on the assassination list were forcibly withdrawn, and the "Shura Extermination Alliance," which issued the bounties, was fined the highest level of penalties by the platform.

The name "Shura" on the world mercenary rankings skipped all the review process and was permanently nailed to the number one position in the most eye-catching, blood-dripping font.

On the list of the world's most dangerous people, "Shura" has also suddenly appeared at number one.

This was followed by a note personally written by the founder of the dark web: "[Forbidden Zone, invincible to mortals.]"

For a time, the code name "Shura" became an absolute taboo that no one in the entire underworld dared to mention.

From New York's Mafia families to Moscow's underground oligarchs and Tokyo's yakuza organizations, all the well-known dark forces issued the most severe death order at the same time:

"All members, memorize this face immediately! Anytime you encounter an Asian youth carrying a red, white, and blue snakeskin bag, you must disappear from his sight within three seconds! If a conflict occurs, don't wait for my order; find a place to settle things yourselves!"