A Master of Wanted Posters, but I Just Want to Be a Good Person

"I told you I'm innocent. Do you believe me?"

Chen Jie looks at the hundreds of thousands of troops before him and abruptly raises his executioner's blade. As he insists he's innocent, he swings his blade and sends heads rolling.

Killed a ninth-rank soldier. Gained 40 experience points.

Killed an eighth-rank trooper. Gained 80 experience points.

Killed a seventh-rank officer. Gained 160 experience points.

The hundreds of thousands of troops don't last even the time it takes an incense stick to burn. Every last one becomes experience for Chen Jie's growth.

"I told you I did it on purpose. Why don't you believe me?"

Chen Jie looks at the nearly million-strong alliance army of demons and beasts and sighs. His sword gleams with cold light. He flashes a broad, toothy grin, his eyes burning as he looks at all that experience delivered right to his doorstep.

Killed a ninth-rank demon beast. Gained 40 experience points.

Killed an eighth-rank demon beast. Gained 80 experience points.

After who knows how many years, Chen Jie sits atop a mountain and watches the world descend into turmoil once more. He scratches his head. Here we go again. Should he kill another batch, just to keep the people safe?

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.