The towering steel mech hunter roamed the area, regardless of the opponents it faced, trampling them effortlessly.
The steel, tempered at thousands of degrees, and the flesh derived from the constant temperature environment, always ended up with the former prevailing.
The initial greedy expressions of the bandits, “discovering treasures,” had long twisted and distorted into faces full of fear and horror.
“It’s a monster!”
“Run!”
“We’re doomed! This must be the punishment from the gods!”
“Sob, sob, sob! I repent for my actions over the years! I’ve killed, robbed, and even done things to women that went too far. But initially, I just wanted to be a simple farmer! Work at sunrise, rest at sunset, drink coarse tea, enjoy… sob!”
Wang Yan made a kicking motion, and the mech synchronously replicated the action, thereby cutting off the dying man’s last words.
Looking at the bandits turned into a bloody mess on the ground, he smirked ambiguously, “I think, rather than a farmer, you’re more suitable to be a wandering poet. Oh no, this isn’t the Fairyland or DND world. Perhaps you had the chance to become a novelist?”
Shaking his head and organizing his chaotic thoughts, Wang Yan took a deep breath.
Although his forged identity profile portrayed him as an experienced elite Chunin, even many Jonin weren’t his match, it was just falsified data for the Hokage and the Elder Council. In reality, this was indeed his first battle.
To exterminate bandits, he wasn’t killing one or two people.
Nineteen people, men, women, old, and young.
Compared to Wang Yan now, those movie protagonists who were killing maniacs were nothing.
“Am I inherently a cold-blooded person? I’ve killed so many people, yet there’s no sign of nausea or vomiting…”
The only consolation for Wang Yan was that the nineteen he killed were steeped in strong malice and karma – the basic passive ability of the main god template, “Real Sight.”
Wang Yan could see many things others couldn’t.
Such as ghosts, goodwill, malice, merits, karma, and even the once thought ethereal “fortune.”
These bandits harbored thoughts of killing for treasure the moment they saw him summon the mech hunter, so Wang Yan had no psychological burden killing them, neither in sentiment nor logic.
“Assistant program, tally up the gains from this operation.” After confirming there were no living beings within hundreds of meters, Wang Yan summoned a virtual screen and tapped a few times on it, bringing up the mech.
“Under the main god’s crown, the comprehensive gains of this operation are as follows: 100,000 units of the Fire Country’s universal currency and 3,504 resource points.”
Wang Yan nodded slightly.
The so-called C-rank missions involved auxiliary participation in wars, close protection, behavior investigation, capturing fierce beasts, and extermination. The rewards usually ranged from 30,000 to 100,000 units.
This task he took, even among C-ranks, was considered the most difficult.
The fierce bandits he slaughtered, whether old or young, had the lives of many innocent passersby on their hands.
Compared to these little rascals in the bandit’s nest, the recent graduates of the Leaf Ninja Academy were mere fledglings.
“3,504 resource points?”
Wang Yan raised an eyebrow, pondering seriously.
These resource points didn’t just represent nineteen lives but also their souls, flesh, fortune, karma…
It was a comprehensive representation of one’s existence.
Each person could contribute different amounts of resource points.
Wang Yan was sure that if he recruited Naruto Uzumaki as a reincarnator, even without doing anything, just the act of signing the contract would yield over 10,000 resource points.
“Each reincarnation slot requires one thousand resource points. Under the main god’s crown, you initially possess three slots. Please choose carefully.” The mechanical reminder of the assistant program sounded again.
Wang Yan smiled, “Is the so-called slot the upper limit of reincarnations? The denominator is more important than the numerator, so whether a reincarnation lives or dies doesn’t need to concern me. Is my understanding wrong?”
“No, but please be cautious in your arrangements.”
“I know, I’m not like that brainless glowing ball from ‘Infinite Horror,’ always mentioning obliteration at every turn. I’m quite humane.”
Wang Yan smiled, his lips curling.
He would try his best to be a humane…
Capitalist.
…
After completing the extermination mission, Wang Yan didn’t immediately return to Konoha.
He didn’t take the mission for the pitiful 100,000 units of Fire Country’s currency!
With the omnipotence of the main god, one resource point could exchange for one million counterfeit bills, ensuring no one could distinguish between real and fake!
He came out this time to recruit reincarnators!
With reincarnators executing tasks, there was no need for him to do everything himself.
“3,504 points earned, and they’re already gone… Making money is like moving mountains, and spending it is like water flowing!”
Wang Yan glanced at the virtual display he just made, looking at the remaining resource points, and couldn’t help but sigh.
But these points weren’t wasted in vain.
Firstly, Wang Yan spent 500 points to exchange for technological data for use in the Naruto world, primarily focusing on bio-technology, to use as bait for Orochimaru.
Secondly, the remaining three thousand points were exchanged for pure spiritual power, directly used for self-enhancement.
The initial main god template he possessed lacked many things. Before exchanging for the “Recruitment Plugin,” the range for recruiting reincarnators was limited to Wang Yan’s spiritual sweep range.
“Recruitment Plugin, worth one million resource points, can ignore time and distance, recruiting reincarnators from any plane, any timeline… Hiss… truly amazing! Too bad I’m still a poor devil who can’t afford it!”
Wang Yan sighed deeply, calming his mood and quietly feeling the changes within himself.
Pure spiritual strengthening wasn’t about consuming any genius treasures or using devices like electric proton enhancers; it was exactly what it meant – pure, unparalleled spiritual growth.
This required extremely high exchange permissions, which other reincarnators weren’t qualified to enjoy.
“My spiritual power has grown about tenfold! My, my, I feel like my thinking speed is so fast now! I can even remember clearly what snacks I ate and what mischief I did as a child! Interesting! Interesting!”
“More importantly! The range for recruiting reincarnators has increased from a safe distance of a hundred meters to a kilometer.”
From a hundred meters of safety to a kilometer, it was the first line of defense Wang Yan arranged for himself.
He already had an idea for the three initial slots for reincarnators.
The Three Ninjas of Konoha – Jiraiya, Orochimaru, and Tsunade!
These three ninjas had been famous for many years, were powerful, and either had fatal psychological flaws or had extremely firm ideals to uphold.
So, these three were currently the best candidates.
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