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1: There's no time to explain in Chapter 1, hurry up and board the plane!

Parallel universe, Blue Star, Zhili Country.

A dark and windy night—the perfect time for murder.

"Hurry, don't let him run!"

"Catch that kid!"

"This bastard actually killed our boss!"

In the run-down houses of the slums, several armed figures were chasing a silhouette ahead, occasionally raising their guns to fire; the staccato sounds shattered the silence of the night.

Yet, this kind of scene seemed to be commonplace in the slums, and surprisingly, there was not a single sound of alarm.

Zhang Shan ran in front with an expressionless face, completely oblivious to the gunfire behind him.

However, in Zhang Shan's eyes, a terrifying desire to devour others erupted.

Damn it! I've been betrayed!

This was the biggest thought in Zhang Shan's mind at this moment.

As one of the world's top assassins, coming to Zhili Country today to assassinate a gang leader was, for Zhang Shan, a mission that couldn't be any smaller.

But when Zhang Shan went to execute the mission, he discovered that the unlucky guy was already dead.

As soon as Zhang Shan stepped out of the room, many people were already shouting "There's an assassin!" in English and Spanish.

If Zhang Shan still didn't know he had been betrayed, then he would truly be a fool.

There was no time to think; at a turn ahead, two teams of people suddenly emerged, forming a pincer movement, surrounding him tightly with the people chasing Zhang Shan from behind.

Seeing this situation, even Zhang Shan couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat due to physiological reactions.

Am I going to die here today?

Although Zhang Shan's martial arts and marksmanship were both excellent, life was not a TV drama.

Facing so many gun barrels, and with several RPGs to boot, as long as Zhang Shan couldn't fly, he was destined to die here today.

"Kill him!"

"Avenge the boss!"

The other side didn't have the slightest awareness of villains talking too much; as soon as they appeared, they roared, and a thousand guns fired simultaneously, with RPGs flying, heading straight for Zhang Shan.

It was as if everything was following a script; they must have rehearsed many times to put Zhang Shan to death.

Zhang Shan was fearless; he stood still and raised his gun to fire as well.

Killing one is not a loss, killing a pair is a huge profit!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!!!!!!"

Perhaps it was not Zhang Shan's time to die.

A series of strange sounds, unlike gunfire, rang out, and Zhang Shan saw sparks lighting up all around him, with several colorful rays of light amidst the sparks.

All the bullets and RPG shells were actually blown up!

Shooting bullets in mid-air—this was simply a sci-fi version of "catching a blade with bare hands"!

However, as if they felt these fireworks weren't enough, several blood mists rose up immediately after, and the dozens of big men around Zhang Shan collapsed one after another.

At the moment of their deaths, their eyes were full of astonishment and unwillingness.

What is wrong with this world?

Why am I the one dying?

It was a pity, though, that no one would tell them the answer.

But soon, Zhang Shan knew the answer.

The strange sounds ended, and a meteor flashing with dazzling light appeared before Zhang Shan's eyes.

"Ding! Threat eliminated!"

"Suitable life form is currently intact!"

"Starting to bind to Host! Do you agree to bind?"

Several electronically synthesized voices rang out without emotion, without the slightest air of a savior.

Zhang Shan had escaped death, and facing such a high-tech scene, he couldn't help but be a little stunned at this moment.

The light of the "meteor" dissipated, revealing a plain, silver-white sphere.

But fortunately, Zhang Shan had trained hard in marksmanship and, in order to calculate ballistics, was proficient in mathematics, so he immediately knew that this sphere was a theoretically perfect spherical object.

And theoretically speaking, this thing shouldn't appear in reality at all!

He allowed the sphere to emit several rays to shine on him—perhaps everything that had just happened was inseparable from these rays.

Zhang Shan quickly recovered the calmness an assassin should have.

Although the "other party" had just saved him, facing the unknown, Zhang Shan was still very vigilant.

As an assassin, Zhang Shan had long known that death was far from the most terrifying thing.

Being unable to die when you want to is the most painful thing!

"Greetings, respected Host! The Four-Dimensional Military Industry System reports to you!"

Perhaps it was because Zhang Shan didn't answer for a long time, the sphere actually started to introduce itself.

"System?"

Zhang Shan muttered to himself.

Although Zhang Shan didn't read many novels, as a pastime, he understood a little bit.

But as an expert in the assassin world where strength is king, Zhang Shan never believed in this kind of thing.

Those so-called super-rich systems, technology systems, game systems, etc., in novels, are they better than the Barrett in my hands?

No matter how powerful you are, when you meet me, won't you still be shot in the head and die thoroughly?

But Zhang Shan never thought that one day he would encounter such a military industry system.

And it saved his life the moment it appeared!

Although Zhang Shan was young, his good credentials allowed him to reach the pinnacle of his life early, but he didn't expect to capsize in the gutter today.

However, Zhang Shan did not doubt for a second that this was a scheme arranged by his opponents.

If they could invent a theoretically perfect spherical object, would such a scientific mogul even look at Zhang Shan?

Four-Dimensional Military Industry System!

This name probably wasn't invented by aliens; it was very likely from a theoretical four-dimensional space!

You have to know, everyone present was a three-dimensional creature; if any creature from the fourth dimension had hostility towards Zhang Shan, it would be a dimension-reduction strike.

It would be as simple as tearing up a small paper figure!

"Bind!"

What an assassin values is seizing the opportunity; when it's time to pull the trigger, he never goes soft.

Having figured out this link, Zhang Shan agreed to bind without hesitation.

No matter what, the system had just saved him, and even if it really had some "ulterior motives" towards him, given the technological strength the system displayed, destroying him for humanitarian reasons would be an easy task.

"Ding!"

"Scanning complete, starting to record Host information!"

It turned out that the rays shining on Zhang Shan just now were scanning his physical information.

"Recording complete! Respected Host, congratulations on successfully binding to the Four-Dimensional Military Industry System. This system can communicate with you through consciousness, no need to speak out loud."

As soon as the sphere finished speaking, it automatically melted, then floated onto Zhang Shan's hand, turning into an ordinary Rolex watch.

With great power comes great responsibility!

"Respected Host, I know you have many questions now, but there is no time to explain!"

"I just detected many armored vehicles and tanks in the vicinity, and they are currently rushing here."

Zhang Shan's thousands of questions were blocked in his throat, because the mechanical electronically synthesized sound indeed appeared directly in Zhang Shan's mind; this must be communication via consciousness.

"But don't worry, given your outstanding performance in facing the enemy just now, the system has automatically rewarded you with an aircraft carrier!"

"It is currently parked on the surface of the Pacific Ocean, awaiting your arrival!"

"Respected Host, please board the plane!"

A streamlined black helicopter suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Shan.

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