1: An infinite assassin system? But I'm in the city!

In a small rental room in H City.

Qin Yang was staring blankly at two burly men, a look of panic on his face.

After a long while, Qin Yang coughed and asked, "Are you really my subordinates?"

"Yes, Master. Tie Niu and Hummer greet Master," the two burly men replied in muffled voices, bowing to Qin Yang after speaking.

Qin Yang quickly waved his hands, signaling them not to do that. Although he had received an affirmative answer from the two burly men, that supernatural power from just now still left him in disbelief.

It all started when Qin Yang was lying in bed playing with his phone. While browsing videos of pretty girls dancing on Chinese TikTok, an advertisement suddenly popped up. It asked: What would you do if you had infinite Death Warrior subordinates?

Qin Yang was quite interested in the idea, so he clicked on it.

However, in the next second, a voice suddenly rang in Qin Yang's ear: "infinite death warrior system bound. Today's Death Warrior subordinates are in place." Then, these two burly men abruptly popped up in front of him, nearly scaring him unconscious. This led to the scene at the beginning.

After a few more seconds of recovery, Qin Yang accepted reality. Moreover, he was extremely excited. Who would have thought that after being mediocre for over twenty years, he would finally be favored by Brother System? This was a system—the standard equipment for a web novel protagonist.

Qin Yang had the two burly subordinates sit on his small bed first, then tentatively called out, "System, are you there?"

The system didn't reply, but a virtual panel appeared before Qin Yang's eyes, like a projection. It was quite magical.

Qin Yang looked at the panel.

infinite death warrior system

Host: Qin Yang

Age: 22

Occupation: Food Delivery Rider

Level: 0 (Refreshes two First-level Death Warriors daily)

Death Warrior Level: 1 (First-level Death Warriors have no skills, but their physical fitness is 10 times that of an average person)

Experience: 0/100,000 (Economic value created by Death Warriors counts as experience; every 1 RMB is 1 experience point)

Note: The host must provide for all basic needs (food, clothing, housing, and transportation) of the Death Warriors.

The explanation provided by the system was very clear, and Qin Yang understood it at a glance.

However, Qin Yang still had one question: did the Death Warriors provided by the system have China identification? If not, things would be tricky. China has strict controls over national identification. The Death Warrior System requires the economic value created by the Death Warriors to level up, but without ID, they couldn't even get into an electronics factory, let alone work to earn money.

So Qin Yang quickly consulted the system, but it was a bit cold and didn't respond. Qin Yang had no choice but to ask Tie Niu and Hummer.

Hearing this, Tie Niu and Hummer quickly pulled out ID cards from the pockets of their coarse cloth clothes. Qin Yang took them and looked, finally breathing a sigh of relief. Otherwise, as an ordinary citizen, he really wouldn't have the capability to solve identification issues for these Death Warriors.

Regarding the sudden arrival of the Death Warrior System, Qin Yang didn't have any dangerous thoughts. This was mostly because he didn't have many complaints about his current life; if there were any, it was probably that he earned too little money.

Qin Yang's home was in a small county under the jurisdiction of H Province. There were three people in his family; his father had died young due to a work injury, so his mother raised him and his sister. His mother was very kind, and Qin Yang grew up surrounded by love, so his character was sound. After graduating from college, because his major was very niche, he found a temporary job as a delivery rider to lighten the family's burden. The economic development of H City was average, and Qin Yang's monthly salary was around five to six thousand yuan. It wasn't much and only offered limited help to his family, so he always hoped to earn more. Now with the Death Warrior System, this wish was about to come true. Therefore, Qin Yang only wanted to use the system to earn a lot of money and didn't have any improper thoughts.

Since the house Qin Yang rented was quite small, Tie Niu and the other had to sleep on the floor for the night. Qin Yang stayed up late into the night, planning for his and the Death Warriors' future.

At five o'clock the next morning, Qin Yang woke up because two more Death Warriors had appeared by his bed.

Looking at the four burly Death Warriors over 1.85 meters tall in front of him, Qin Yang couldn't help but feel a bit of a headache. The system said it would issue two Death Warriors a day, and it was indeed punctual. If the Death Warriors didn't earn money, just the ones appearing every day could eat Qin Yang into bankruptcy.

Shaking his head, Qin Yang became much more alert.

Opening his phone, he saw that the message he had stayed up late to send finally had a reply, and a smile finally appeared on Qin Yang's face.

"Xiao Qin, there are two jobs at Joyful Mansion Home today. Don't say I'm not looking out for you. You said you have floor-carrying laborers; these two are big jobs, each worth over several thousand yuan, and they're both urgent. Are you sure you can finish them with just your people? Or should I find another team? I won't be able to explain if there's a delay."

"Brother Xie, don't worry. These workers of mine are veterans at this kind of work and are definitely skilled. I won't make things difficult for you. Rest assured, if anything goes wrong, I'll compensate for it," Qin Yang replied after reading the message.

The other party replied immediately.

"Alright, I'll trust you this once. I'll send you the address in a bit, and you can just take your people there. But let me be clear: these two jobs must be finished in two days. If not, 1,000 yuan will be deducted per day. If you ask me, you should still work with others; it's safer that way," Brother Xie advised slightly over WeChat, though he had agreed.

"It's fine, Brother Xie. I'll start first. If there's not enough time, I'll find more people. But let's agree: once the work is done, the payment must be correct. Otherwise, I won't be able to explain to them either—they're all my relatives."

"Don't worry, I'll settle the payment for each job as you complete it. There won't be any mistakes."

"Okay, I'll bring the people over right away."

Ending the call, a smile appeared on Qin Yang's face.

After careful consideration last night, Qin Yang realized that to support the Death Warriors who refreshed daily, he couldn't do a monthly-paying job for now. The reason was simple: although he had worked for nearly half a year, he didn't have much savings—only about two or three thousand yuan in total, as the rest had been sent home. With over sixty Death Warriors refreshing in a month, that small amount of money couldn't possibly support them. Therefore, daily-paid work was the best choice. To earn high wages in daily-paid work, one had to sell physical labor. Fortunately, while First-level Death Warriors had no skills, their physical fitness was ten times that of a normal person—this included strength and endurance. Floor-carrying labor was exactly the kind of work that tested strength and endurance, and the pay was quite considerable.

As for Brother Xie on WeChat, he was a former client of Qin Yang's named Xie Yu. He usually introduced jobs to people, acting as an intermediary. Qin Yang had met him by chance and had even tried floor-carrying labor once through his introduction. However, Qin Yang gave up after only a few hours because it was too exhausting, but the two had stayed in touch.

Then, Qin Yang headed out with the four strong Death Warriors.

Once outside, Qin Yang clearly felt the strange looks from people around him; basically, everyone avoided his group. It made sense, as the Death Warriors' powerful physiques were quite intimidating.

After leaving the residential complex, Qin Yang first took Tie Niu and the other three to a breakfast stall for a bite. After the meal, Qin Yang painfully paid over a hundred yuan. Sure enough, that 10-fold physical fitness didn't come for free; these Death Warriors' appetites were also astonishingly large.

Next, they took a bus to the Joyful Mansion Home residential complex.

Joyful Mansion Home was a high-end residential complex in H City. Although H City was only a third-tier city, the housing prices in high-end complexes were quite expensive. Joyful Mansion Home was one of the more famous ones, with an average price of nearly 45,000 yuan per square meter. This was a figure Qin Yang could hardly have dreamed of before, but with the system, he now dared to think about it. So, after entering the complex, he kept looking around.

Soon, Qin Yang reached the worksite, where the owner was already waiting. This job involved carrying renovation materials up to the 18th floor—180 items in total.

After learning the details, Qin Yang understood why the middleman, Brother Xie, said there was good money in this. Damn, the 18th floor, and they weren't allowed to use the elevator or a stair-climbing machine. Carrying a bag of cement for one trip would be exhausting. If it were Qin Yang himself, he wouldn't do it even if it killed him—of course, he simply didn't have the ability.

Although the job was a bit of a trap, fortunately, the price was good. All materials had a flat rate, and the owner had even increased the price to 65 yuan per item. The middleman took 2 yuan, leaving Qin Yang with 63 yuan per item. Qin Yang calculated that 180 items would be over 10,000 yuan. This made him incredibly excited; earning over 10,000 yuan a day was no longer a dream.

Immediately, Qin Yang and the Death Warriors got to work.

Once they started, it was incredible. These materials varied in weight, with even the lightest tiles weighing dozens of catties. However, Tie Niu and the other Death Warriors each took six items at once and ran off with them on their backs. The owner watching on the side was stunned, then suspiciously tried to lift a single tile and found it very heavy.

He then said to Qin Yang, "Brother, your workers are amazing! One tile is 70 catties, so six items is over 400 catties. They can still run while carrying that! I've really seen something new today!!"

Qin Yang smiled slightly and said, "Brother, I told you my workers are professionals. Don't worry, we'll definitely finish on time." In truth, if the tiles hadn't been so bulky and difficult to carry, even ten items wouldn't have been a problem for them. Ten times the physical fitness was no joke.

The owner nodded, then added, "I believe you. But tell the workers to be careful. This is the 18th floor; there's no need to rush too much. Finishing by tomorrow is fine."

Qin Yang nodded.

While the two were talking, the owner looked toward the stairwell with an incredulous gaze, only to see that Tie Niu and the others had already finished their first trip.

The owner asked, "Hey, you didn't go to the wrong floor, did you? My place is on the 18th floor. You carried over 400 catties and finished a trip in just two or three minutes??"

Tie Niu said in his muffled voice, "That's right! It's the 18th floor. There are workers already inside."

The owner still didn't believe it, so he called the renovation worker at his home. The worker gave an affirmative answer, and the owner hung up the phone with an expression like he had seen a ghost.

In this way, in less than two hours, Tie Niu and the others finished moving all one hundred and eighty items up, while the owner's expression went from shock to numbness.

Once the work was done, the owner transferred the payment directly without saying a word. These Death Warriors were simply too beastly, and they had truly terrified the man.

Looking at the transfer of over 11,300 RMB on WeChat, Qin Yang was naturally all smiles. This was the first time he had earned so much money in a single day; in one word: awesome.

At noon, to reward the Death Warriors, Qin Yang took them to a bone marrow buffet that cost 78 yuan per person.

It was past twelve when Qin Yang and the others finally left under the boss's resentful gaze. Actually, Qin Yang felt quite embarrassed; the Death Warriors could eat way too much. This time, they had definitely taught the boss a lesson.

In the afternoon, another job continued. This time it was maintenance on the roof of a shopping mall, requiring two thousand bags of cement to be carried to the seventh floor. The unit price was seven yuan, for a total of fourteen thousand, with the agent taking a two thousand yuan cut.

It was impossible for Qin Yang to do the physical labor himself, but he didn't stay idle either. He bought fruit and ice water for the Death Warriors and handled the logistics. The Death Warriors were as efficient as ever; in one afternoon, all two thousand bags of cement were moved up.

However, a problem arose with the wages this time.

Ding! WeChat payment of six thousand yuan received.

Qin Yang frowned at the transfer amount on his phone and asked, "Boss, this isn't right? Two thousand bags of cement at seven yuan each should be fourteen thousand total. After deducting the agent's two thousand, it should be twelve thousand. You've given me exactly half of what's owed."

The person settling the bill with Qin Yang was a manager from the mall with a 'Mediterranean' balding hairstyle and an arrogant look.

Hearing Qin Yang's words, the manager said with a half-smile, "Little brother, I saw how fast you guys worked. Your brothers don't even look tired. Six thousand is plenty. Now, head on back."

Hearing this, Qin Yang's face instantly darkened. This bastard clearly wanted to embezzle the money for himself!

Qin Yang had just entered society. Although he had learned about the world's wickedness online, this was the first time he had personally encountered such bullying.

So Qin Yang said, "Manager Zhao, if you wanted a little tip for tea, I wouldn't have said anything. But deducting half all at once—don't you think that's a bit inappropriate?"

“Heh.” The manager surnamed Zhao gave a contemptuous laugh and turned to leave.

How could Qin Yang let him? He immediately blocked the man and said, "Manager Zhao, leave a way out for others so we can meet again later. Don't make things difficult for me. The discrepancy is too large; I can't explain this to my brothers. How about this: you keep a thousand as a tip, and give me the rest."

"I said, are you done yet? This is all there is. If you've got the guts, go ahead and try something," the manager surnamed Zhao replied impatiently, seeing Qin Yang blocking him.

"Zhao, did I give you too much face? If you don't give me the money today, I'm telling you right now, you aren't leaving!" Qin Yang was also suppressing his anger. He didn't want to make a scene at first, but seeing the other's 'dead pig unafraid of boiling water' attitude, he knew talking calmly was useless. He immediately cursed with a dark expression.

"Heh, you little brat whose hair hasn't even fully grown yet, what? You want to play rough with me? Haha, let me tell you, you've picked the wrong person." The Zhao manager replied. Then, with a wave of his hand, six or seven security guards suddenly emerged from the side.

Seeing this, Qin Yang knew the other party had been prepared for a long time. But even so, he had no intention of letting the man off. His subordinates were all Death Warriors. Do you know what a Death Warrior is? Tie Niu and the others were ready to die for Qin Yang at any moment.

As the saying goes: before the system came, I was timid and passive; now that the system is here, if I still get bullied, then the system came for nothing.

Seeing the security guards approaching, Tie Niu and the others immediately surrounded Qin Yang.

Qin Yang smiled then.

He had wanted to earn some money honestly, but he didn't expect to run into this crap on the first day. People! You just can't be too honest.

Immediately, Qin Yang whispered into Tie Niu's ear, "Break this idiot's limbs in a moment!"

Tie Niu nodded silently.

Then, Tie Niu took a large step forward and kicked Manager Zhao directly in the stomach, sending him flying three or four meters away. Of course, this was with his strength held back; otherwise, with Tie Niu's power, that kick might have killed him. The security guards behind were stunned, not expecting Qin Yang's group to strike so suddenly. Manager Zhao dry-heaved a few times before catching his breath and roared, "Get them! I'll take responsibility for whatever happens!"

Hearing this, the security guards were about to rush forward, but Hummer and the others were faster. They didn't use any weapons; after all, with ten times the strength and speed of an average person, they were essentially supermen in the real world. Three Death Warriors blocked the six or seven guards; a casual punch was more than the opponents could withstand. Meanwhile, Tie Niu approached Manager Zhao and, without a word, stomped down with his heavy feet. Several cracking sounds followed, succeeded by Manager Zhao's blood-curdling screams.

In less than half a minute, Hummer and the others had dealt with the security guards, and Tie Niu had crippled Manager Zhao.

Qin Yang stepped up to Manager Zhao and said with a sinister smile, "You really thought you were a big shot and that no one would dare touch you, didn't you? Today, I'm going to crush that arrogance of yours. Speak up, are you going to give me the money or not?"

Manager Zhao no longer had his previous arrogant appearance; he was nodding frantically like a pecking chicken.

Qin Yang took the man's phone, entered the transfer amount, and then made him use facial recognition to pay.

Seeing the remaining six thousand arrive, Qin Yang said, "By the way, you can choose to call the Police. I don't care. Only one of my brothers hurt you. He might go in, but we haven't. You understand. If he goes in, you won't be the only one to suffer. You do have a family, don't you?"

After Qin Yang finished speaking, he got up and led Tie Niu and the others away from the mall construction site.

Manager Zhao watched the backs of Qin Yang and his men. His expression shifted between light and dark, showing a look of resentment. Then he looked around and finally sighed, choosing to go to the hospital first.

Qin Yang had a feeling that the other party wouldn't call the Police. Sure enough, even after Qin Yang and the others finished dinner, the Police hadn't come to his door. From this moment on, Qin Yang finally experienced the law of the jungle in this society. If it hadn't been for Qin Yang's ruthlessness today, the other party probably wouldn't have let it go.

This kind of person was a typical bully who feared the strong but preyed on the weak.

As the saying goes: good news stays indoors, while bad news travels a thousand miles.

Although the incident of Qin Yang's group beating up Manager Zhao didn't go through official channels, many workers were present at the time, and such things couldn't be hidden. Through word of mouth, the story eventually evolved into Manager Zhao bullying someone and hitting a steel wall. There were even rumors that Qin Yang had a deep background. All sorts of stories spread, suddenly giving Qin Yang a bit of a reputation in the underworld of H City, which was something he hadn't expected.

Even though the other party didn't call the Police, Qin Yang didn't fall asleep until after midnight. To be honest, although he had been quite ruthless at the scene, he was still worried. If the other party had really been stubborn, although Qin Yang might have been fine in the end, Tie Niu and the others would likely have been detained. Especially Tie Niu, who might have had to go in for a few years. Fortunately, everything went according to Qin Yang's plan.

The next morning, Qin Yang woke up. Just like the day before, two more sturdy men appeared in his small bedroom. Yesterday, Qin Yang had earned over twenty-three thousand in total. Regarding money, he could breathe a small sigh of relief, but the urgent task was that he desperately needed a place to settle the Death Warriors. Otherwise, as he got more and more subordinates, his small rental room wouldn't be able to hold them.

So Qin Yang took out his phone to call his current landlord. His landlord was a property owner who owned several floors of this building. Qin Yang naturally wanted the Death Warriors to live near him so he could look after them.

Just as Qin Yang was about to dial the landlord's number, his phone rang. Qin Yang saw that the caller was the agent, Xie Yu, and picked it up.

"Hello, Brother Xie!"

"Ah, Brother Qin, you can't call me that. I was blind not to recognize a true Buddha and was a bit too arrogant before. You can just call me by my name from now on." Xie Yu's voice sounded from the other end.

Xie Yu's humble tone caught Qin Yang off guard. He then said, "What's wrong, Brother Xie? It's only been a day. Why are you being so polite? I'm still counting on you to find me work!"

"Haha, Brother Qin, was that manager surnamed Zhao at Dingfeng Mall really crippled by the men you brought?" Xie Yu gave an awkward laugh and then asked.

Qin Yang didn't hide it and told Xie Yu exactly what had happened. Finally, he asked, "Mainly because he was being too much of a bully. By the way, Brother Xie, did they give you your commission?"

"Sigh, it's a long story. Let's not mention that. But I really didn't expect yesterday's incident to be your doing, Brother Qin. You don't know, we've suffered under that bastard for a long time. That guy is someone who wants money and has no shame. Relying on the fact that he has a somewhat powerful older brother, there's no money he doesn't dare to withhold. Many people were angry but didn't dare to speak up. I didn't expect him to be taught a lesson by you, Brother Qin. It's truly satisfying!"

"However, Brother Qin, you should also be a bit careful. I don't think he'll just let it go. His older brother still has some power in H City." Xie Yu didn't answer about the commission but instead explained to Qin Yang.

Hearing Xie Yu's words, Qin Yang knew that that Zhao guy probably hadn't paid the commission either, but that had nothing to do with him. However, at Xie Yu's warning, Qin Yang's expression immediately became solemn. No wonder the other party didn't call the Police; for one, he might be scared, and for another, he might want to use other methods to get even. As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a crumbling wall. If the other party really had the ability to retaliate, he really did need to be a bit careful.

"Brother Xie, what's the background of his older brother?" Qin Yang asked directly.