45: Chapter 45 Reveals Secondary Job Certificate: Mechanical Peeler

The dark brown ground of the Flesh Wasteland receded frantically outside the windshield.

Five hundred meters ahead, the behemoth that had burst from the earth fully revealed its true form.

Red system text flickered on his retina: [Flesh Reaper (Peak Aberration Level)].

It was a giant arthropod creature over six meters long.

Its dark green carapace was covered in barbs, and two blade-like legs, resembling heavy guillotines, were raised high, with highly corrosive slime dripping from their edges.

It stood right in the middle of the highway, its compound eyes locked onto the speeding RV, letting out an ear-piercing screech.

Chen Chen didn't have the slightest intention of slowing down.

The thirteen-and-a-half-ton mobile heavy fortress was traveling at a hundred and forty yards per hour.

The accelerator pedal was floored, and the C-class turbocharged engine erupted in a hysterical roar.

And his hand, resting on Shen Wanbing's black silk-clad thigh, didn't move even a fraction.

His fingertips were still pressed against the ultra-thin silk fabric, feeling the stiffness and tremors of the tight muscle beneath.

“Five hundred meters,” Shen Wanbing called out the distance.

“Three hundred meters.”

“One hundred meters. Impact warning.”

The Flesh Reaper's two giant blade-legs whistled through the air, one from the left and one from the right, slashing straight toward the RV's windshield.

The destructive power of this charged strike was enough to split an ordinary light armored vehicle in two.

Chen Chen held the steering wheel with his left hand, raised his index finger, and tapped very lightly on the leather rim.

Skill activated.

[Absolute Control: Gravity Field].

With Chen Chen as the center, the laws of physics within a ten-meter radius were forcibly rewritten.

Ten times the gravity slammed down onto the Flesh Reaper's high-rearing upper body.

The massive arthropod monster simply couldn't withstand this sudden, rule-level crushing force.

Its forelimb joints let out a series of explosions, and its carapace shattered instantly.

Its entire upper body lost balance, and its lower body slammed into the dark brown Flesh Wasteland.

It smashed out a crater two meters in diameter.

The next second, physical destruction descended.

A deafening sound of metal colliding drowned out the wind.

The Lv.10 RV's reinforced heavy sawtooth bumper, with unmatched kinetic energy, sliced head-on into the monster's chest carapace that had been crushed by gravity.

Dark green corrosive bodily fluids mixed with fragments of internal organs splashed onto the one-way bulletproof glass like rain, emitting hissing white smoke.

The Flesh Reaper's multi-ton body was shoveled flying by the thirteen-and-a-half-ton steel beast!

It tumbled dozens of meters through the air and slammed heavily into a deep pit in the flesh zone!

Chen Chen slammed on the brakes and turned the steering wheel to full lock.

The B-class all-terrain self-healing tires dragged four deep ruts into the ground.

The RV performed a beautiful 180-degree drift and came to a steady stop.

Only then did Chen Chen slowly and methodically withdraw his hand from the passenger seat.

Shen Wanbing's crossed legs finally relaxed. On the silk stocking on the outside of her thigh, the hot, domineering temperature of the man's palm still lingered.

Her usually ice-cold logic completely collapsed at this moment, her heart beating so fast it almost burst through her chest.

Not slowing down at a hundred and forty yards, controlling the vehicle with one hand, and insta-killing a peak Aberration Level creature.

This man played with the survival laws of the wasteland in the palm of his hand.

Chen Chen pulled out his Armor-Piercing Military Dagger from his outer thigh and pushed open the armored door.

The Flesh Reaper that had been knocked flying wasn't completely dead yet.

Its vitality was ridiculously tenacious; its remaining limbs were still twitching frantically, trying to flip its body over to launch a counterattack.

Military boots stepped onto the slimy ground.

Chen Chen's movement was extremely fast; with the terrifying physical capabilities of sixty points in Constitution fully unleashed, he became a blur.

He closed in directly on the monster's visual blind spot.

The high-carbon steel dagger turned into a streak of black light.

With the first strike, he pried open the gap in the shattered carapace at the back of the neck.

With the second strike, he severed the main ligament connecting to the central nervous system.

With the third strike, the entire dagger sank into the monster's brain, and with a forceful twist of his wrist, he shredded it.

Green brain matter gushed out.

The Flesh Reaper's six-meter-long body slumped to the ground, dead.

“Come out and get to work,” Chen Chen said, flicking the grime off his dagger.

The armored door pushed open, and Shen Wanxing couldn't wait to run down the vehicle in her Stealth Walker Boots.

This girl had a near-obsessive passion for critical hits.

Her fair hands pressed against the broken carapace.

Her exclusive talent, [Lucky Critical], triggered.

A dazzling pillar of gold and purple light shot into the sky, instantly dispersing the surrounding bloody stench.

[Class Manual—Reward Tier Upgrade Triggered! Obtained Sub-Class Job Certificate *1]

A scroll shimmering with silver light, along with a pile of high-level mutant cartilage, emerged from the light.

[Sub-Class Job Certificate: Mechanical Stripper]

[Effect: After taking the job, special components, core organs, or hidden blueprints can be stripped from monster corpses or discarded machinery without damage. Stripping success rate is tied to the Perception attribute.]

Chen Chen glanced at the stats, grabbed the scroll, turned, and threw it into the back row of the cabin.

The scroll landed in Jiang Yanxue's arms.

“Found a new job for you.”

Chen Chen walked back to the vehicle. “Don't just spend all day wiping your blade. From now on, when we encounter big guys like this, you're responsible for the butchering.”

Jiang Yanxue held the scroll, her dark red pupils staring at Chen Chen for two seconds.

If this thing were placed in the Trading Hall, it would cause those large guilds to fight tooth and nail for it.

Sub-class certificates were already extremely scarce, let alone a top-tier one that directly interfered with loot acquisition.

She didn't refuse, her fingers exerting force to crush the scroll.

Silver light drilled into her body through her arms, and a vast amount of knowledge regarding anatomy, mechanical structures, and weakness stripping poured into her brain.

It perfectly complemented her wild and violent combat style.

“Thanks,” Jiang Yanxue said, sliding her Shadow Instant-Kill Blade back into its strap.

“From now on, the first piece of good meat I strip will be saved for you.”

This Black Dragon Society young miss's way of giving thanks carried a lingering air of underworld roughness.

Chen Chen stepped back into the driver's seat, closed the door, and started the engine.

The RV continued on its way.

In the passenger seat, Shen Wanbing leaned back in her chair, her head turned to look at the monotonous scenery outside.

The scene from just now replayed repeatedly in her mind.

Chen Chen's profile, that hand with distinct knuckles, the light tap on the steering wheel, and the wretched state of the monster being crushed.

Her usual logical analysis ability had turned into a tangled mess.

Reason told her to stay calm.

But that inexplicable throb, that heat burning from the outside of her thigh all the way to her ears, defied logic entirely.

The weather in the Flesh Wasteland could change in an instant.

The sickly reddish-brown cloud layer above suddenly lowered.

Gales rose, and the smell of rust in the air became so thick it was nauseating.

“Splatter.”

A drop of dark red liquid hit the windshield, followed by a second, then a third.

It began to rain.

But it wasn't water falling; it was highly corrosive blood.

A system warning popped up immediately.

[Encountered Extreme Environment: Sanguine Storm.]

[Vehicle armor is under continuous corrosion; durability is decreasing.]

The durability value on the dashboard began to drop.

Although the Lv.10 composite armor was holding up and it was dropping slowly, this kind of war of attrition was a major taboo in the wasteland.