A wise man knew when to bow to circumstances.
Faced with a freak like Qin Siyang who could hunt down medium gods, any smart person would show absolute respect.
Qin Siyang couldn't be bothered to argue with him, either.
He just felt it was a shame he hadn't gotten that God-Hunting Artifact. A hundred million, gone.
Qin Siyang handed the Doom Octopus's disc carapace to the Inspector.
"Help me calculate the points. I killed it as a one-man team this time."
The Inspector looked at the disc carapace, the size of two palms, without a ripple of emotion on his face or in his heart.
He was used to it.
He had already grown accustomed to Qin Siyang's astonishing feats.
In just a few days, each disc carapace Qin Siyang brought back had been more shocking than the last.
His progress was like a carp leaping through the Dragon Gate, a hawk soaring through the heavens.
If he had brought back a few hundred ordinary disc carapaces this time, that would have surprised him instead.
"You're improving so quickly, Mister Qin. Just a couple of days ago, you were killing medium gods with Mr. Li. Today, you killed one yourself."
"What? He killed a medium god himself? Without an Insurance Provider?!"
Guo Yunqiang, Steve, and Folett crowded over, their eyes almost blurring as they stared at all the triangles on the disc carapace.
A moment later, the three of them began showering him with praise.
"You're incredible, Mister Qin!"
"It's such an honor for our area to have a god hunter as powerful as you, Mister Qin!"
"I knew my Brother Qin was extraordinary! Hunting a medium god is nothing to him! Anyone who gets to be Brother Qin's dog will be happy for the rest of his life!"
Qin