Chapter 50: Two More Beautiful Assassins Join the Ranks

Half a year later, on an island in the South Pacific, a group of girls in their early teens were undergoing extremely harsh training under the strict supervision of heavily armed guards.

However, what these guards did not know was that all their arrangements on the island had already been thoroughly investigated by Xia Tian, a planetary-level powerhouse.

“Master, according to your instructions, I have already found the assassin organization to which Madam M belongs.”

In a villa on the mid-levels of Hong Kong Island, Wang Kun received Xia Tian’s report and nodded in satisfaction. “For the next few years, just keep them under surveillance. Notify me when only three remain in this assassin organization.”

Knowing the plot, Wang Kun was aware that of the hundreds of girls abducted by Madam M, only three would survive after years of brutal training.

The others would either die for various reasons during training or perish in the final deadly struggle against each other.

Wang Kun’s Death Warrior Cards could only be used on those with a sufficient level of wickedness; if he intervened prematurely and prevented the original female protagonist from becoming an assassin, he would lose the opportunity to recruit them as subordinates.

After all, he had obtained one hundred Death Warrior Cards, each worth a hundred thousand. So far, he had only used two. If he could gather enough loyal subordinates, his ventures into other parallel worlds would become much easier.

For instance, this time, he hadn’t needed to act personally—just a simple order, and Xia Tian and Zhang Yijun, the two assassins, located Madam M’s assassin training base.

Five years passed in the blink of an eye. One day, just after completing his cultivation session, Wang Kun received a message from Xia Tian.

“Master, starting tomorrow, the assassin organization will force the remaining dozens of girls to kill each other. According to the leader’s plan, only the last survivor will be kept.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Kun pondered for a moment before instructing Xia Tian, “Leave it be. Notify me when there are only three left.”

With his power, Wang Kun could easily rescue the captured girls, but to recruit new subordinates, he had to let the original storyline unfold.

After all, the criteria for using the Death Warrior Card were strict, and there were not many suitable candidates in each parallel world.

A few days later, the final battle for survival on the island came to an end.

As the leader of the assassin organization, Madam M, seeing only three survivors, smiled and stopped the girls from fighting further.

“That’s enough!”

“You are remarkable. The battle just now was truly impressive. Your outstanding performance has surpassed all my expectations.”

“Therefore, I have decided to change my original plan and keep all three of you.”

Just then, a sudden burst of gunfire erupted.

“Madam, we are under attack.”

Madam M frowned, about to speak, when—bang! bang! bang!—a series of gunshots rang out, and all the guards around her fell to the ground, shot dead.

Immediately, Zhang Yijun, wielding an automatic rifle, appeared beside Madam M like a specter, pressing the gun to her head.

“Who are you?” Madam M demanded, but the glamorous, wavy-haired woman with striking red lips paid her no heed. Instead, she addressed the three girls in the iron cage below.

“She’s yours to deal with now.”

With that, Zhang Yijun kicked the iron bars aside and hurled the old woman, Madam M, into the cage below.

Witnessing this shocking scene, one of the fierce girls inside the cage seized a machete from the ground and lunged at Madam M.

With a single stroke, the old woman was felled.

At that moment, Wang Kun’s figure appeared in the room.

He scrutinized the three female assassins below and finally decided to use the Death Warrior Card on only two of them.

There was only one reason: of the three, only two were truly attractive enough—Hai Yao, the heroine, and Kai Xin, the supporting female lead.

Although neither had officially carried out an assassination yet, both had already killed several of their former companions during the recent days.

According to the information on his system interface, both of their wickedness values had reached the threshold required for the Death Warrior Card.

Without hesitation, Wang Kun brought up the system interface and activated two cards.

Immediately, the exhausted Hai Yao and Kai Xin stood up and bowed respectfully to Wang Kun.

“Master!”

“Yijun, I’ll leave things here to you,” Wang Kun said nonchalantly to the wavy-haired beauty at his side.

“Yes, Master!”

In the blink of an eye, Wang Kun vanished from the room.

He had accomplished the most important task in this world—turning both the heroine and the supporting female lead into his Death Warriors.

With the plot now veering off course, the remaining tasks were mere cleanup—trifles that Zhang Yijun, as a high-level War God, could easily handle.

Wang Kun still had over two years left to spend in this world, which was just enough time for Hai Yao and Kai Xin, his newly recruited subordinates, to develop their strength.

After Wang Kun returned to Hong Kong Island, the island that once belonged to Madam M became the residence and training base for his female subordinates.

As time went by, Hai Yao and Kai Xin improved rapidly under Zhang Yijun’s tutelage.

By the time Wang Kun was preparing to leave, both had reached the level of high-level War God.

This result naturally pleased Wang Kun greatly.

“It seems Hai Yao and Kai Xin possess even greater talent than Xia Tian and Yijun. After taking the Essence of Flora, they’ve reached high-level War God in just over two years.”

“But Yijun’s strength has remained at high-level War God for years without breaking through. Is it because this world’s power level is too low to support advancement to the planetary stage?”

When Zhang Yijun entered this world, she was already a high-level War God. Now, after so many years, she had reached the peak but still couldn’t break through.

This made Wang Kun suspect that the limitation might be due to the world’s level.

After all, the Swallowed Star universe is a high-level world, while this parallel urban world is ordinary.

Perhaps in such a world, high-level War God is the ultimate ceiling.

With a shift in space and time, Wang Kun returned to the Mingyue Community in the Swallowed Star universe.

He glanced at the attribute points he had gained this time—just like before, only two hundred points. Without hesitation, he allocated all two hundred points to his innate talent.