Who?

Blazing flames surged from Yu Wuyi's body, encircling him layer by layer.

Clang!

Accompanied by a peculiar synthesized mechanical sound, the flames suddenly dispersed.

When he reappeared, Yu Wuyi's small figure had vanished, replaced by a massive white humanoid mech over two meters tall!

Molten Knight Sam!

Fortunately, the Odd Jobs House had a three-meter-high ceiling. Otherwise, this transformation would probably have blasted straight through the roof.

Yu Wuyi felt the powerful force surging through his body, an indescribable delight filling his heart.

Looking again at that technological mechanical body, only one word remained in his mind.

Awesome!

I never thought that one day I'd get to pilot a real mech. Looking back on my previous life now, it all feels so dreamlike.

The people on the other side were nowhere near as happy. This sudden turn of events left them completely at a loss.

"B-Boss, what the hell is that thing?"

The underling beside him was trembling. After all, he had never seen anything like this before.

"You're asking me? Who the hell am I supposed to ask?!"

Scarface wore a grave expression as well. He had never expected that little brat from before to become something like this.

From one meter sixty-five to two meters thirty? What kind of insane contrast was that?!

As he carefully examined Sam's magnificent body, Scarface grew uncertain.

This thing should be a soul tool, right? But I've never heard of humanoid soul tools!

Something this groundbreaking should have at least had rumors circulating about it, yet he had never heard of such a thing anywhere.

"So what do we do now, Boss? It feels like we can't beat him..."

The underling spoke again.

Scarface also wanted to retreat, but when he thought of what he would face if he returned empty-handed, he gritted his teeth and said viciously, "Don't be afraid. I checked earlier—this little brat doesn't have any soul power. This thing is probably just for show, nothing to fear!"

"And don't forget what happens if we fail to catch the target!"

Scarface's words made the three underlings behind him shudder, as if they had recalled something terrifying.

Fierce expressions appeared on every one of their faces.

Scarface's grating voice pulled Yu Wuyi out of his delight. Seeing the four of them looking as though they wanted to eat him alive, he gave a cold smile.

I almost forgot about these guys. I'll deal with them first.

But before that, let me try that!

"Leave now, and no one will be hurt."

"Otherwise, you will all die!"

The cold, merciless synthesized mechanical voice reached the ears of Scarface and his four men, as though pronouncing that the end of their lives had arrived.

So cool! That's the voice! I absolutely love Sam's badass voice!

Yu Wuyi's grin nearly reached his ears.

However, Scarface and his men did not seem frightened by the voice. Instead, they spread out, preparing to surround Yu Wuyi.

"It seems you have made your decision."

The cold synthesized mechanical voice sounded again.

Mm-hm, just as I thought, they wouldn't give up that easily. But I'm quite happy about it.

After all, I never intended to let you leave.

Yu Wuyi gave a grim smile.

"Attack!"

At Scarface's command, all four of them sprang into action.

Scarface himself charged directly at him with his broadsword raised. As he rushed forward, his body changed as well—his arms suddenly thickened greatly, his muscles swelling. It was clearly a strength-type martial soul.

The other three, meanwhile, possessed control-type martial souls. Three different restraining effects immediately appeared on Sam's body.

"Got him!"

Scarface's face lit up with wild joy as he brought his broadsword down with all his strength, aiming straight for the neck, one of the human body's vulnerable spots!

Brat! Remember not to act so cocky in your next life. This is what you get!

Crack!

The crisp sound of shattering echoed through the Odd Jobs House for a long time, and Scarface's smile froze into a blank stare.

His broadsword had snapped in two, while the web between his thumb and forefinger had been mangled bloody by the immense recoil.

"Had enough?"

The synthesized mechanical voice rang out once more, but this time, it made Scarface feel as though he had fallen into an abyss.

Yu Wuyi grabbed Scarface by the collar and lifted him up, then casually tossed him out the door like a piece of trash.

Boom!

"AAAAARGH!"

A tremendous crash and agonized screams came from outside.

"You're next."

Yu Wuyi looked toward the people in three different directions, then walked toward them as if on level ground despite being hit by three different control effects!

Accompanied by two distinct screams, they followed in Scarface's footsteps.

"Y-You... what exactly are you?!"

Just as Yu Wuyi was about to throw out the last one as well, he spoke up.

This person was also the underling whose eyes had been especially bright at the very beginning.

But Yu Wuyi had no interest in answering his question. The moment he had used his talent in the wrong direction, his ending had already been decided.

"The dead have no right to ask questions."

Yu Wuyi carried him out of the Odd Jobs House. The rain was still pouring, showing no sign of letting up.

Before him lay Scarface and the other three who had been thrown out, though they were already barely breathing.

After tossing this underling among them, Yu Wuyi raised his right hand and aimed it at them.

If you get a talent like that in your next life, at least don't use it in a place like this.

"Protocol approved. Executing command: Heavenly Fire."

Under the underling's despairing gaze, an immense blaze engulfed them, taking everything away from them.

Boom!

In an instant, the temperature in the area surged. The surrounding rainwater evaporated immediately, raising a cloud of pale steam.

Amid the torrential rain, a dry patch briefly appeared, but the rain soon restored the area to its original state.

Scarface and the other three had vanished completely, not even leaving behind a trace of ash.

Honestly, this was Yu Wuyi's first time killing someone, yet his heart was strangely calm, without the slightest ripple.

Maybe I'm just cold-blooded by nature?

Pushing aside those stray thoughts, Yu Wuyi returned to the little shop and released his transformed state.

Another burst of flame rose up, and when it faded, he had taken on the appearance of a girl.

Long gray hair adorned with two petal-shaped hair clips, iridescent eyes, and an outfit featuring firefly motifs.

This was Sam's true identity: Firefly.

Though that was not entirely accurate. It would be more precise to say that both Sam and Firefly were her, merely different identities.

Yu Wuyi thought to himself. To be honest, he had quite a favorable impression of this girl. Her unyielding will drove her frail body to accomplish things ordinary people could never imagine.

But this was not the time to think about that.

He released the role-playing state and returned to his white-haired, heterochromatic-eyed appearance.

With a wave of his small hand, he erased all traces of the battle just now—if it could even be called a battle.

After returning to the front counter, he made a cup of brown sugar water with hot water, then called toward the back room.

"Those people are gone now. You can come out."

The little girl timidly walked out, making sure to check that there was indeed no one around.

"Come, sit."

Yu Wuyi gently pointed to the chair in front of him.

Once she sat down, he pushed the prepared brown sugar water toward her.

"You must be freezing after being out in the rain for so long. Drink this—it'll make you feel much better."

"Thank you..."

Only after politely thanking him did the little girl carefully pick up the bowl and take a sip.

The perfectly warm brown sugar water slid over her tongue and into her stomach, warming her entire body.

"It's so good..."

Yu Wuyi smiled gladly and said, "I'm glad you like it."

So this is what doing a good deed feels like. Not bad at all.

Watching the little girl's healing expression, Yu Wuyi felt a trace of satisfaction rise in his heart.

"May I know your name?"

The little girl took another sip, seeming to have completely let down her guard. Her voice no longer trembled as she said weakly, "My name is Ning Tian."

"That's a lovely name."

Yu Wuyi praised her reassuringly, but then immediately felt that something was off.

Wait—who?