Class Profiling, Absolute Slaughter

The image on the screen was paused.

The frame froze on the back of a figure wearing a black shirt, hands tucked into his pockets.

Wan Changzheng and Zhao Yan exchanged glances, their expressions unprecedentedly grave.

"Xiao Zhao, you've led troops before. You can see it too, right?"

Wan Changzheng asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, Chief."

Zhao Yan pointed at the humanoid figure on the screen, his tone resolute.

"From the aura in this kid's stance! And that calmness when facing an S-class monster... I'd bet my head on it!"

"He cannot possibly be a student! Absolutely impossible!"

"Even through the screen and the internet cables, I can smell that stench on him!"

"This guy's hands are definitely stained with a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood! He might have even killed more people than I've seen dead bodies!"

"How could a student from an ivory tower possess such a composed personality, treating human life like blades of grass?"

Beside them, Shen Lian was building a psychological profile model in her mind.

"Agreed."

"Based on his body language and psychological analysis, I have reached a few high-probability conclusions."

Shen Lian turned her tablet around, displaying a list of professions.

"These are likely the true identities of 'no need to say more' before he arrived in the barbaric realm."

1. Criminal police (deep cover undercover for over ten years, and possibly blackened).

2. Special forces soldier (an overseas mercenary king who spent years in war-torn regions like the Middle East or Africa).

3. Killer (a chief assassin ranked in the world's top three).

4. Forensic doctor (an autopsy master who is extremely famous and perhaps harbors some kind of psychological fetish).

After reading the list, Wan Changzheng and Zhao Yan nodded repeatedly.

"Makes sense."

Zhao Yan rubbed his chin. "These professions all deal with dead people year-round."

"And when you add those specific suffixes in your parentheses, it really fits his level of composure."

"Anything else?" Zhao Yan asked.

"There are quite a few more, but the probabilities based on big data are very low."

Shen Lian said indifferently, "These four have the highest probabilities, adding up to over 90%."

"As for the rest... I don't think you want to know."

Hearing this, Zhao Yan's "contrarian personality" immediately flared up.

He glared, "What do you mean I don't want to know? I want to hear what the lowest probability one is! Just this one!"

Shen Lian sighed and shot him a look like he was an idiot. Without further ado, she spat out a single term.

"A psychiatric patient."

"And a severe schizophrenia case with multiple personalities, where those personalities simultaneously encompass all the aforementioned professions."

"..."

The corner of Zhao Yan's mouth twitched uncontrollably: "Der~"

"Forget I said anything."

"How could such an abstract person exist? Is this even human?"

"Alright, alright."

Wan Changzheng waved his hand, cutting off Zhao Yan's complaints.

"Stop obsessing over his identity. Regardless of who he is, as long as he is a Huaxia person, that's enough."

"Let's continue watching the video."

Click to play.

The video continued.

Immediately following was the hoarse, desperate shouting of the boy lying on the ground.

But because it involved intelligence leaks, the sky curtain had blurred the audio.

"Its weakness is B-! It doesn't have a B-! Don't B-!!"

It was all censored.

"It seems this kid is the companion of Yang Wei."

Wan Changzheng sighed, "Although he's a bit weak, he was still able to report the intel at a critical moment. He's a loyal friend."

"Mm, that makes much more sense." Zhao Yan nodded.

However, the next second.

The scarecrow in the footage launched a charge.

And that man, without any flashy movements, raised his hand and fired three shots!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Mozambique drill!

Two shots to the chest, one to the head!

The S-class boss was dismantled into pieces by the invisible bullets on the spot, scattering all over the ground.

The most crucial part was!

No need to say more did not even have a gun!

"Huh?"

The three people in the office opened their mouths in unison, wearing expressions of utter disbelief.

"Wait... is it over already?"

Zhao Yan was stunned. "Is that all an S-class boss has?"

Shen Lian glanced calmly at the timestamp in the bottom right corner. "Only nine seconds have passed; it's not over yet."

Sure enough.

In the footage, countless wheat stalks surged, and that terrifying scarecrow actually reconstructed and revived behind Jiangnan, raising its scythe to prepare for a sneak attack!

"An immortal body..."

Wan Changzheng's expression changed. "This is the true terror of an S-class monster! This wheat field is its true form!"

"As long as the wheat field exists, it is immortal!"

"Watch out!"

Zhao Yan shouted instinctively.

But an even more shocking scene unfolded.

The man did not turn around; he simply held his index finger to his lips and made a "shh" gesture.

In an instant.

The rampaging scarecrow seemed as if it had been hit with a pause button, freezing in mid-air.

It swung its scythe frantically, but like a headless fly, it had lost its target.

Immediately after, the man didn't even turn his head; with a backhanded shot, he landed another headshot on the boss!

"Pause!" Shen Lian whispered sharply.

The video froze once again.

"This marksmanship... it's divine."

Wan Changzheng's tone was hurried.

"Is he relying purely on sound to locate it? No... it doesn't even look like he's listening."

"He's watching the shadow cast by the moonlight! He's actually able to determine the scarecrow's position based solely on its shadow!"

"And that bullet—the trajectory is invisible, yet the power is absurdly high, easily piercing the defense of an s-class monster."

"Is it a vacuum bullet? Or compressed air?"

Zhao Yan spoke up at this moment: "This is even stronger than that soldier king from our military region decades ago who used the 'reverse trigger installation'!"

"Chief, do you remember? You were a company commander back then. You saw him install his rifle trigger backward and criticized him for it!"

"The kid actually retorted, saying he did it to prevent the enemy from firing immediately if the gun fell into their hands!"

"You scolded him on the spot! You said, 'Your gun is your life! Do you think this is the era of bayonet charges from decades ago?'"

"'Once they've killed you, who would care about your broken gun?'"

"'In modern warfare, as a special forces soldier, how could your opponent possibly be someone lacking a gun?! Would they even bother with melee combat against you?'"

"Let me think, what was that guy's name again..."

"Oh! It was me! Never mind then, hahaha!"

Zhao Yan laughed and scratched his head.

"Ahem!"

Wan Changzheng interrupted him, speechless. "Alright, Xiao Zhao! Stop talking about your glorious history! We are here to discuss no need to say more!"

"Chief Engineer Shen, what do you think?"

Shen Lian had remained silent the entire time, her brows tightly locked as if she were contemplating an incredibly difficult problem.

After a long while, she raised her head, her tone grave.

"Chiefs, I find myself unable to see through this Wuxu Duoyan."

"Because in the short span of just over ten seconds, he displayed two completely different supernatural abilities."

"What?"

Wan Changzheng and Zhao Yan were stunned simultaneously. "Completely different? Dual supernatural ability?"

"According to the records of the Barbaric Realm over these many years, there has never been anyone with a dual supernatural ability!"

Zhao Yan retorted, "That defies the rules!"

"That is what I thought as well."

Shen Lian dragged the video progress bar back to the moment Jiangnan made the "shh" gesture, then slowed the playback speed.

She pointed at Guo Shuai, who was lying on the ground.

"Look, this boy's Adam's apple is vibrating violently, his mouth is wide open, and his face and neck are even flushed red."

"Clearly, he is desperately shouting to warn his teammate."

"But..."

Shen Lian tapped the screen. "The Sky Curtain System did not display the 'B-' sound-cancellation symbol, and there are no sound waves at the scene."

"Coupled with the scarecrow's sudden stagnation and confusion."

"There is only one possibility..."

Shen Lian took a deep breath. "Wuxu Duoyan used his second supernatural ability!"

"The power of this ability is very likely the creation of a soundless zone!"

"First air bullets, then a rule-based silence domain..."

"One offensive, one control—a dual supernatural ability?!"

Hearing the analysis, the two men felt their heads buzzing.

"What a damn freak..."

Zhao Yan cursed, but his tone was full of excitement. "Forget it! Let's finish watching first!"

"We can analyze it after it ends. I don't want to pause again! I want to see how he completely finishes off this monster!"

"Agreed."

The three of them stopped speaking, holding their breath and staring intently.

The video continued.

The ensuing scene left the three big shots, who had seen their fair share of storms, completely speechless.

Facing the scarecrow legion that could resurrect infinitely and summon thousands of troops, that man still did not move a single step.

He bit his finger.

As his lips moved, that drop of blood turned into a crimson black fire lotus.

Then...

BOOM!!!

Even through the screen, the three of them could feel that terrifying aura that froze the soul.

The crimson black calamity flame swept across the entire wheat field.

That was not burning.

That was withering.

They watched with their own eyes as those S-class monsters, which had been standing perfectly fine just a moment ago, were not charred by the flames!

Instead, they grew old, decayed, and weathered at a speed visible to the naked eye...

It was as if someone had pressed the fast-forward button on time, forcing this wheat field to experience ten thousand years of vicissitude in a matter of seconds.

There were no screams.

Because even the screams had been worn away in the river of time.

In just a few short seconds.

The death wheat field vanished into nothingness.

Only that man remained, standing amidst the sky full of flying dust, gently blowing out the lingering flames on his fingertips.

The video ended.

The office fell into a long silence; one could not even hear the sound of breathing.

Pat.

The recording pen in Shen Lian's hand dropped to the floor.

This genius chief engineer, who had always been known for her composure and arrogance, was now dumbfounded, her eyes filled with a shock that defied comprehension.

"This... this is the third one..."

Shen Lian's voice was dry, like sandpaper rubbing together.

"And it's a sequence supernatural ability too..."

"Too strong... this person is truly too strong..."