"Ding-dong—Mercenary physique is being activated."
"The system has automatically activated the [Mercenary] class."
At this moment, a warm current surged into Yang Feng's body, and his power began to surge continuously. His aura began to change, becoming cold and filled with killing intent, making him feel like a mercenary.
Their combat power is off the charts!
"Ding, the Mercenary Physique, as the name suggests, grants the host the extraordinary abilities of a mercenary. Not only that, but also combat experience and reaction speed. Please reactivate the firearms-related profession to better complement the Mercenary Physique, meow." The system's voice began to become more human, less cold and mechanical.
As this sound rang out, Yang Feng's eyes widened slightly. He clenched his fist, feeling a surge of power, as if he could punch a television and shatter it. His heart was filled with turmoil. Could this all be real?!
Then, his mind was filled with various mercenary combat experiences, and his brain cells started working quickly and reacting quickly. Now, even if a big truck were to crash into him, he could easily dodge it.
Yang Feng couldn't wait to stand up and try to punch the white wall with his fist.
"Bang!!"
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Chapter 4 Finding Fault
With a loud bang echoing against the white wall, Yang Feng let out a painful howl, repeatedly touching his swollen, red fist, and said with tears welling up in his eyes:
"System...didn't you say I had the strength of a mercenary? Why is it still hurting so much?"
He thought he had gained immense power, enough to smash a dog's head in, but he never expected this...
Fairy tales are all lies; I'm now a terminally ill mental patient.
"Ding-dong~ Host, can you please stop doing such low-IQ things? Have you ever seen anyone punch a wall hard without feeling pain?" the system said idiotically.
Yang Feng loosened his swollen left fist, nodded, and murmured, "That seems to be true, but I feel like my power is about to explode?"
Just then, the bedroom door opened, and Yang Lianqing walked in, her pretty face full of confusion. She gently patted her prominent chest and said:
"Yang Feng, what happened? Why was there such a loud noise? It scared me to death! I thought you had exploded inside."
"Uh..." Yang Feng's lips twitched violently. Was I going to explode on the spot? He really didn't know what this little girl was thinking.
When Yang Lianqing saw the dark fist-shaped mark on the wall, her small mouth opened slightly, and she pointed with her slender, white fingers, saying, "Yang Feng...this..."
Yang Feng turned his head to look, couldn't help but swear, and then said, "Holy crap—"
I never imagined that my punch could create a black hole in the wall.
"It's real...it's real...I never thought this system was actually real."
Yang Feng's eyes flashed with horror as he muttered to himself.
Yang Feng couldn't believe that this all-around system had given him such immense power; wouldn't that mean he was about to reach the pinnacle of life?!
Afterwards, he made up an excuse to keep it from his sister, lay down on the bed, stared at the white ceiling, and felt extremely excited.
"System, could you tell me what functions you have so I can understand them?"
"Ding-dong—Beginner's Guide begins."
The system's voice, now mechanical, appeared in Yang Feng's mind, saying, "This system possesses the most advanced technology in the entire universe..."
Yang Feng, lying on the bed, began to droop his eyelids as he listened to the incessant mechanical voice in his mind.
He continued, "The host can convert the career scroll into a lottery scroll to participate in the lottery. The lottery is divided into five types: career type, special type, skill type, lifestyle type, and technology type."
Yang Feng suddenly became engrossed, blinking rapidly as he murmured, "So there's a lottery type too."
The system continued, "Scrolls can be obtained upon completing tasks. In other words, the system will set tasks according to the host's situation. The higher the difficulty of the task, the greater the reward will be."
Yang Feng suddenly understood completely. It turned out that he could only obtain the scroll by completing the task. The scroll could then be used to activate expertise in various industries, and it could also be used to exchange for lottery scrolls. He had thought that he could get it just by talking casually.
It seems there really is no such thing as a free lunch...
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The next morning, the first rays of sunlight streamed in through the window.
Yang Feng opened his eyes and got out of bed. He found that his strength had become terrifyingly powerful. When he saw the black hole in the wall, he was overjoyed. He hadn't expected that everything that happened yesterday was real.
Yang Feng suppressed his joy and began brushing his teeth, washing his face and hair. He went to the small living room, where his sister Yang Lianqing had left him breakfast on the table: a cup of soy milk and fried dough sticks, costing less than three yuan.
The two siblings never spend more than eight yuan on breakfast every day.
Yang Lianqing naturally carried her schoolbag to school. She would stay in the classroom to study early every morning, spending more time than the average person. Otherwise, how could she become a top student?
After having breakfast, Yang Feng walked with light steps to the school gate, feeling slightly excited. He had obtained the Full-Time System and wondered what would happen next.
Just then, a dozen or so thugs walked over from not far away. The leader was none other than the rich young master he had beaten up a few days ago, named Chen Xu.
His face appeared pale and bloodless, clearly the face of a rich young master whose life had been drained by wine and women.
Behind him, a dozen or so thugs, with squinting eyes and raised eyebrows, swayed their shoulders and slowly followed with their hands in their pockets.
Yang Feng's heart tightened. This rich young master was very powerful. It was said that he had done many bad things in the past, but his father had suppressed them all. After all, power and influence can crush people.
"Ding-dong—Received a live mission, profession: [Mercenary]. Eliminate these low-level extras within one minute. Mission reward: One lottery scroll. Mission failure: The system will unleash 100,000 volts to cripple the host (failure condition expires after timeout)."
Yang Feng was taken aback and said blankly, "System, what kind of mission is this? I have to take care of them within a minute or I'll be crippled? You can't do this to me."
However, a cold, mechanical voice echoed in my mind.
Time remaining: 58 seconds