Being Invincible Is Boring

“Who are you?” a well-fed middle-aged man asked in panic.

“I’m a killer without a shred of emotion!” said a man wearing a black ghost-face mask, pointing a gun at him.

Bang!

A bullet pierced the middle-aged man’s chest. Then the killer took the body to claim the bounty.

I originally wanted to be a bounty hunter like that, but after exploiting a loophole in the System, I suddenly earned enough money to splurge and became a powerful expert overnight. But being powerful was boring, so I just lounged around at home like a couch potato, with no idea what to do. In the end, I built a village to pass the time.

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