, The Figure Beneath the Mountain of Corpses

Not far from the closed-off town, inside a large building, numerous surveillance screens display everything happening in various areas of the town.

At this moment, a screen was displaying footage of Jiang Ming's battle.

"Look at the surveillance footage for this number B-739."

A major-ranking officer pointed at the screen and said with some surprise.

"Master-level marksmanship! This is absolutely master-level marksmanship!"

"Quick! Activate all the cameras along the route and pinpoint his location!"

"Information Department! I need all the information about this candidate!"

The officer shouted to the soldiers beside him.

The commotion attracted the attention of others in the monitoring room, and everyone's eyes turned to the large screen where Jiang Ming was located.

At this moment, the scene that had just occurred was being reflected on the large screen in 30x slow motion.

"Found it. The candidate's name is Jiang Ming, and he is nineteen years old."

A soldier reported to the commander.

Nineteen years old!

"A nineteen-year-old martial arts prodigy who has mastered expert-level marksmanship!"

The people in the monitoring room were immediately stunned by the data.

"Wait, look, what is this person doing?"

.......

Inside the town, Jiang Ming was surprised by the sudden notification, but he quickly figured out why.

"Legendary status... looks like a great opportunity to accumulate legendary status."

Jiang Ming's eyes lit up immediately. For Jiang Ming, legendary status meant greater power.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ming stomped his foot heavily, the sound carrying hundreds of meters through the quiet town.

Hearing this noise, all the monsters nearby were immediately alerted.

With a slight tap of his spear, Jiang Ming sliced ​​open the abdominal cavities of the three iron-haired wild boars on the ground, their internal organs mixed with blood spreading outwards.

The intense stench of blood immediately drew the roars of countless monsters.

The beasts roared and charged in from all directions! A foul stench filled the air, and sharp claws and fangs gleamed coldly in the dim light.

In just a short while, more than twenty monsters attracted Jiang Ming's attention.

And this number is still increasing.

But Jiang Ming didn't even glance at the monsters that kept attacking him.

They simply stayed quietly in place.

Swish!

A shadowy cat, its form as elusive as a ghost, tore through the air with its sharp claws, aiming straight for Jiang Ming's throat.

puff!

The spear emerged like a venomous dragon from its lair, its tip precisely aimed at the shadow cat's brow.

Almost simultaneously, two iron-haired wild boars roared and charged from the left, while a tiger mastiff pounced and bit from the right, and several beast-soldier level monsters surrounded them from behind.

The spear in his hand transformed into a silver storm!

Point, strike, flick, stab, sweep!

The simplest basic marksmanship techniques, in his hands, unleash unimaginable power.

With each tremor of the spear tip, a monster's vital organs would be pierced; with each sweep of the spear shaft, several monsters would suffer broken bones and severed tendons.

Blood splattered in the air, and the roars of beasts and cries of agony mingled together.

Jiang Ming, however, was performing an art form.

His movements were fluid and efficient, with no unnecessary actions; every strike was precise, effective, and deadly.

In the blink of an eye, the more than twenty beast-soldier level monsters that had surrounded and killed Jiang Ming turned into corpses lying on the ground, blood covering the ground, and limbs and torsos everywhere.

It was like a living hell.

However, the area three feet beneath Jiang Ming's feet remained strangely clean.

[The Martial Arts Proficiency effect has been activated. Your mastery of marksmanship has improved in actual combat...]

......

Glancing at the prompt that appeared before his eyes, Jiang Ming used his spear to pick up the corpses of monsters one by one, ripped open their chests and abdomens, and piled them up to the side of the street. In the blink of an eye, a five-meter-high mountain of corpses was built up beside him.

The thick, pungent stench of blood wafted through the night wind atop the mountain of corpses, and even monsters within a kilometer radius of the mountain could smell it.

"roar!!!"

The roars of monsters echoed from afar, and the ground trembled slightly.

........

"What is he doing?"

"Provoking a monster?"

In the monitoring room, everyone was puzzled by Jiang Ming's actions.

Monsters have a far superior sense of smell than martial artists, and Jiang Ming also dissected the monsters' internal organs one by one, allowing the smell of blood to spread. Over time, it is likely that all the monsters in the entire monster town will be able to smell that blood.

"Notify the third, fourth, and fifth detachments to keep a close eye on Jiang Ming, and bring him out if he is in danger."

Suddenly, a middle-aged military officer with general's stars on his shoulders entered the monitoring room and gave the order.

"yes!"

........

"roar!"

The three shadow cats pounced almost simultaneously from different angles, their sharp claws tearing through the air with a hissing shriek.

Jiang Ming didn't even turn his gaze.

With a slight twist of his wrist, the spear moved like a serpent spitting its tongue, a single point of cold light instantly splitting into three afterimages.

puff!puff!puff!

The three shadow cats' brows simultaneously exploded with bloody holes, their forward momentum abruptly halted. The corpses, propelled by inertia, tumbled and crashed at Jiang Ming's feet, where he deftly kicked them up and accurately flung them into the ever-growing pile of corpses beside him.

Next came herds of iron-haired wild boars.

They were thick-skinned and had incredible impact force, rumbling through the streets like miniature tanks, their fangs still covered in bits of flesh and filth.

Five heads, eight heads, ten heads... a dense, dark mass.

Jiang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and the flow of his genetic energy accelerated, pouring into his arms.

He is no longer limited to point-killing.

The gun's momentum suddenly changed, from precise and deadly thrusts to wide-ranging sweeps and smashes!

Ugh!!

The heavy gun barrel tore through the air, producing a dull whistling sound.

With a single sweeping shot, the two foremost iron-haired wild boars were sent flying, crashing into the herd behind them and causing chaos.

The spear tip slashed downwards, delivering a powerful "crushing" blow to the skull of a wild boar that was trying to charge forward with its head down.

Click!

The hard skull shattered with a crack, and the wild boar collapsed to the ground without even uttering a sound.

Jiang Ming's movements weren't incredibly fast, but they carried an indescribable sense of rhythm.

Every shot was as if it had been meticulously calculated, appearing precisely at the point where the monster's attack was weakest and its own weaknesses were greatest.

[The Martial Arts Proficiency effect has been activated. Your mastery of marksmanship has improved in actual combat...]

[The Martial Arts Proficiency effect has been activated. Your mastery of marksmanship has improved in actual combat...]

..........

The text prompts kept flashing across his screen, but Jiang Ming had no time to pay them any attention.

His spear never stopped moving.

Pick, stab, sweep, smash, drop, block, grab...

He could effortlessly master basic gun techniques, combining and transforming them to create endless ingenious applications.

As he wielded his spear, an invisible 'absolute domain' was subtly drawn out within a three-foot radius around him.

No matter how frantically the monsters outside attacked, their claws, fangs, and charges could not penetrate this three-foot area.

Blood gushed forth like a waterfall, and severed limbs flew everywhere.

It turned the human world into a hellish realm.

Jiang Ming was like a god in hell, and the three feet of ground beneath his feet was his divine kingdom.

The mountain of corpses rose higher and higher.

.......

The monitoring room was deathly silent.

The eyes of all the officers and staff were fixed on the largest screen. The screen was divided into several images, showing the street, now a scene of carnage, from different angles.

The pile of corpses had increased from five meters to ten meters, fifteen meters, twenty meters...

Against the backdrop of the mountain of corpses, Jiang Ming appeared even smaller, yet all the more chilling.

"A monster, a real monster!"

A school officer's voice was dry.

Everyone in the monitoring room shared the same thought at that moment.

Everyone was shocked by the figure beneath the mountain of corpses.