I Don't Dare Use Weapons

Ha... ha... yawn...

Wang Ji smacked his lips helplessly. He had finally wanted to get some sleep, only to hear a summons aimed straight at his soul.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, propped up his chin, and looked around. Something about the atmosphere felt off.

A group of people watched the rough-looking man sitting sloppily in the back, some nervous, some fearful—of course Wang Ji recognized this Liu Chuang.

He closed his eyes, then opened them again and looked toward Zhao Xin nearby. A faint golden glimmer flashed through his eyes...

"You mean the kind in movies, where people fight with guns?" Qi Lin stood as she spoke, her chair scraping against the floor.

She wore a female police officer's uniform, though she had not put on her cap. Her glossy black hair was tied in a ponytail, her delicate brows slightly furrowed. With a stern expression, she turned and walked toward Liu Chuang. "Or the kind from the news, the petty thief type?"

After a few steps, she stopped before Liu Chuang. Her beautiful yet slender body stood upright with righteous resolve, her gaze severe and unwavering.

Perhaps among everyone present, she alone held a profession sacredly devoted to protecting the people. She was a police officer; everyone else appeared to be ordinary people or students.

In her eyes, when scum like Liu Chuang wanted to cause trouble and commit evil again, when he tried to intimidate others and had already frightened Rui Mengmeng, it was only natural for her to step forward, oppose him, and bring him down.

It was her duty.

"Whoa... you again, Qi Lin?"

Liu Chuang had been sitting there carelessly. When he saw Qi Lin approach, he rose with a shameless look, craning his neck without the slightest fear. "What, then? A bunch of girls hanging around us men now? Ha..."

The atmosphere grew tense. Rui Mengmeng stood up fearfully, while the others looked worried as they watched Liu Chuang act completely unafraid of the police.

Wang Ji shifted his gaze away from Zhao Xin. From Zhao Xin's information, he had seen what had happened while he was asleep.

"Huh? What does that mean? Men and women working together, work never gets tiring, right?"

He turned and heard Liu Chuang start spewing filthy remarks.

Qi Lin's lovely face remained stern and upright. Her sharp eyes fixed on him. "Liu Chuang, I'm telling you, don't think I can't deal with you just because we're here!"

"Ha? Deal with me? I've been a gang boss for so many years—why would I be afraid of you? In my eyes, you aren't a cop anymore. You're just a chick!"

Wang Ji rose slightly, shaking his head inwardly. Honestly, perhaps because he did not know enough, he was unclear about the principles behind the state's distribution of Super Genes, or whether there were any restraints in place.

The rest was fine; there was no need to criticize too harshly. But he found it difficult to understand why someone like Liu Chuang had been given one.

Still, he was not particularly interested in that. He only knew that he ought to put this troublemaker in his place.

Hm?

Just as he was about to stand, a boot pressed down on his shoulder from behind. He frowned slightly and looked back to see one of Leina's legs resting on him, seemingly signaling him not to move.

As for whether she had nearly exposed herself beneath her skirt, or what color her white safety shorts were, Wang Ji kept his eyes straight ahead and paid no attention.

Her expression was cool and indifferent, like a truly aloof goddess.

In fact, Wang Ji had noticed when he entered the classroom earlier that she was putting on an icy act in front of the others. Even when greeting him, she had merely given a faint nod.

She had her arms folded, one leg resting atop the desk.

Now, with her leg pressing against his shoulder, she gave him another look.

Wang Ji understood. Leina's meaning was probably: Don't move. Let me handle this show-off.

But why would he care about that?

A man who did not show off was no gentleman.

Besides, Qi Lin was standing up front. Could he really stay a salted fish that never turned over?

No.

He pushed hard with both legs and stood up... but failed to rise.

This goddess's long legs were seriously strong.

Wang Ji bent at the waist, slipped free of the goddess's restraint, got up, and walked to Qi Lin's side. He looked at Liu Chuang.

"Ha ha ha, those black stockings and long legs..." Liu Chuang pointed at Leina with a lecherous grin, only for his expression to suddenly freeze when he met Wang Ji's calm, still-water gaze.

"Ah ha, you..." He laughed awkwardly twice, clearly under considerable pressure from Wang Ji's placid eyes.

It was not because of any imposing aura. Liu Chuang had simply gathered from what others said that this guy seemed to have superpowers—and seemed pretty powerful.

Everyone in the classroom was tense. Du Qiangwei watched with interest, while Leina looked somewhat annoyed. Qi Lin glanced at Wang Ji with concern. "Wang Ji..."

"Did you just call me Big Brother?" Wang Ji asked Liu Chuang calmly.

Liu Chuang blinked. "Huh? No, I didn't! Hey, little bro, I—"

"Fine. Then I understand." Wang Ji nodded knowingly, cutting him off.

He stood quietly there, tall in stature, though not as heavily built as Liu Chuang.

He lightly tilted his head toward Qi Lin beside him and Leina, who was about to come over. Then he looked calmly at Liu Chuang. "These two are my friends. Apologize to them, and we'll let this go."

"Little bro, we're all superheroes. Give me some face—"

"Apologize."

Seeing that Wang Ji would not give him any face, Liu Chuang finally snapped. He glared, craned his neck, and snarled, "Who the hell do you think you are? You fucking—"

Bang!!!!!

His words caught in his throat because he never had another chance to speak.

A tremendous force he had never experienced before suddenly struck his abdomen. He felt as though a train had sent him flying!

It was as though he had been run over again, his back suffering a violent impact as pain tore through his organs!

He seemed to be hurled far away before crashing to the ground.

After the thunderous boom came a crashing sound. A hole had been blasted through the thick wall, and chunks of reinforced concrete of all sizes fell to the ground.

Dust billowed everywhere.

The classroom fell silent. Zhao Xin's eyes widened, and he did not dare breathe. It seemed he had seen something, yet also nothing at all.

It was like a black shadow had flashed past. Liu Chuang had flown backward, smashed through the wall, and landed on the field outside, his fate unknown.

The culprit needed no guessing. Wang Ji seemed not to have moved at all, hands in his pockets as he slowly walked outside.

Du Qiangwei and Leina had seen it clearly, but they were equally astonished and did not know what to say...

He had not used anything. With a phantom-like kick, he had sent Liu Chuang flying and shattered the thick wall.

Once the others recovered their senses, they cautiously exited the classroom through the hole.

"Over the past two days, I'd thought this place was pretty decent. But after seeing you, I'm a little disappointed."

Wang Ji wore only a clean, elegant casual outfit. With both hands in his pockets, he stood leisurely on the field and looked calmly at Liu Chuang lying on the ground.

His clothes were spotless, apart from a black mark on one shoulder.

"You should be glad you're human. That's why I don't dare use weapons. I'm afraid I'd accidentally kill you, and that would be troublesome."

PS: Let me recommend a new book of the same type, "Dimensional Reduction Strike: Super God Universe." It's an invincible power fantasy and very good!

It tells the unknown story of a dimensional reducer who falls into the Super God Universe and the various Super God female characters.