The Necessity of Killing the Chicken to Scare the Monkey

This opening line was not spoken by Wang Zhen!

Although Wang Zhen is an eighteen-year-old assassin with nine years of work experience—and a special case of someone who slipped through the cracks of the nine-year compulsory education system—the industry he was about to enter required such intense professionalism that the education he received far exceeded that standard.

Therefore, Wang Zhen's level of professionalism is extremely high. If his professional standards weren't high enough, he wouldn't have survived until now. Thus, facing a group of completely unfamiliar people with varying identities, professions, and social classes, he would not expose his true intentions, just like Zhang Jie, the "big brother" who previously pretended to be crude and manic and is now starting to act like a chuunibyou.

"Zheng Zha, Zhan Lan, Wang Zhen, we're in trouble this time! Seriously, big trouble! Fifteen newcomers! Fif... teen... newcomers! Do you know what that means?" After finishing his signature opening line, Zhang Jie saw the number of newcomers clearly, and his expression turned incredibly ugly. "Fifteen-person difficulty! A fifteen-person difficulty plot world! I've never encountered this before! We're screwed this time!"

"It's not a big deal, don't worry, Brother Zhang! We have Zheng Zha here, with his C-rank Vampire Baron bloodline and Intermediate Internal Energy Enhancement! A fifteen-person difficulty is just a piece of cake." Watching Zhang Jie put on a cringeworthy performance, Wang Zhen understood exactly what he was doing and played along to support his act.

Compared to the knowing Zhang Jie and the ignorant Zheng Zha and Zhan Lan, Wang Zhen felt particularly confident.

Unlike those who could only rely on the Main God and exchange for "dog meat sold under a sheep's head" from this integrity-deprived peddler of fakes, Wang Zhen was a cheater with a cheat code. Compared to the Main God, he trusted the cheat that had been with him for eighteen years far more!

It was this "Good Luck" cheat that allowed him to draw the Alchemist profession. After performing Human Transmutation four times—meaning he had successfully communicated with the "Gate of Truth" four times and "fleeced the sheep" four times—he could now instantly manifest a Transmutation Circle at will. He was no different from those superpowered individuals who could toss energy waves around with a flick of their wrists.

"It's just that the reward points are too few; I've only completed four Human Transmutations, which feels a bit lacking!" Wang Zhen subconsciously touched his waist, muttering to himself with no small amount of regret. "The loss of pain sensation is truly a double-edged sword! Back then, if it weren't for the cheat that kept waiting for 'Good Luck' to block the ravages of those drugs, I wouldn't have known how severe it was, since I couldn't feel pain at all. Now, because I can't feel pain, I can endure having my internal organs missing and then use the Main God to repair them!"

"I need to earn more reward points this time to fix this defect of pain insensitivity; the negative impact of this thing is just too much." While pondering how to earn more points, Wang Zhen observed the newcomers.

Because of his Vampire Baron bloodline and Intermediate Internal Energy Enhancement, coupled with the flattery from that old fox Zhang Jie, Zheng Zha felt he was the strongest member of the Zhongzhou Team and naturally the leader of the group.

Now that the club was recruiting, he, the leader, had to step up to let everyone know who was in charge!

However, Zheng Zha clearly thought too highly of the Main God! Did he think that by shaking his tiger-like torso once, twice, or three times, the newcomers would shout, "Come out and pay respects to the leader," and then everyone would chop off a chicken head, burn yellow paper, kowtow, and become brothers of different fathers and mothers who love brothers more than gold?

Wang Zhen, who had spent years lurking in the shadows, knew the true colors of certain people all too well!

Take those three who had cut their hair into "shamate" styles and dyed it a defiant shade of sh*t-yellow—not the yellow of gold, nor the pale yellow of flax, but the genuine color of human excrement! Honestly, even the well-traveled Wang Zhen secretly admired the powerful mental fortitude of these three big shots, as this color of shamate hair was not something an ordinary person could pull off. Furthermore, the unique clothes they wore couldn't be found anywhere; in Wang Zhen's view, only someone with a missing brain stem would buy such clothes and dare to wear them out! Finally, there were the loach-like dragon tattoos on their shoulders, the mantis shrimp-like carp, and a Guan Yu that looked exactly like Old Man Wu from the village entrance.

Seeing these three maverick big shots, Wang Zhen was one hundred percent certain that these were thugs even the organized crime syndicates wouldn't dare to recruit. Thus, he knew the opportunity... had arrived!

The best way to hide a leaf is to throw it into a forest!

Wang Zhen wanted to temporarily deceive the old fox Zhang Jie; after all, as a cheater, his strength was increasing too quickly, which didn't match the reward points he had earned. Of course, Wang Zhen couldn't be too low-key either; he had to jump and make noise when necessary, as long as he didn't steal Zheng Zha's title as the first to open the Gene Lock! If he did that, Zhang Jie, who only sought to survive, wouldn't pay him any mind.

Wang Zhen pretended to be very casual and clapped his hands lightly, causing a Taran Tactical 1911 Combat Master to appear in his hand. This remake, based on the 1911A1, had a cool, flashy design that fit the cosplay style Wang Zhen was currently sporting.

He was waiting for these three big shots to lose their tempers!

If the big shots didn't lose their tempers, how could he kill the chicken to scare the monkeys?

"You bunch of bastards! I know you're from that trash Little Scoundrel's crew! I've seen you before! Don't you dare look for trouble, let me go right now! Otherwise, I'll hack your whole family to death!"

"That's right! You idiots, hurry up and do what my big brother says! Don't make my brother angry! If my brother loses his temper, your wives, children, and parents will all suffer for it!"

"Did you hear that? Did you all hear that? Why are you standing there like idiots? Waiting for my brother to get mad? F*ck your mother, you bunch of morons, my brother is Sha Qiang! Brother Sha Qiang, you know? The top lieutenant of Fourth Master Pu... the top lieutenant of Brother Cow Dung!"

"Are you all deaf? Tell that little girl over there to come over and help us blow off some steam! Yeah, you! You dare give my brother a look? Believe it or not, we'll strip you naked, gang-rape you, and film a little movie to sell to your parents?"

The three scrawny big shots stood up unsteadily, pointing at Zheng Zha and Zhan Lan, who were busy recruiting, and unleashed a torrent of filthy, disgusting language.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three crisp gunshots rang out in succession, directly interrupting the big shots' string of profanities.

"Sorry! I really couldn't help it! Your mouths are just too foul!" Wang Zhen fired three shots, blowing a hole in the stomachs of the three big shots. "Although I can understand that you've suddenly appeared in a strange environment, seeing strange people, and hearing information you completely cannot accept, that is no reason for you to wantonly curse and vent your inner fear and anxiety!"

"Even if you don't understand, don't believe, or don't obey Captain Zheng Zha, please wait patiently and quietly for the mission to begin. Once the mission officially starts, you can go wherever you want; we won't stop you!"

Just as Wang Zhen finished speaking, the door behind the newcomers quietly opened...