I'm a Top Billionaire's Son, and You Want Me to Enlist?

Me, a top-tier rich second-generation heir, and you want me to join the army?

Woc, I'm really going?

Proficiency +1. Firearms mastery has reached expert level.

Yang Liu hits the bull's-eye every time, aiming a rifle at a target 300 meters away? Is he even human? The company commander stared at the bull's-eye in disbelief.

Five obstacle-course laps without even getting winded? Is he even human?

The chief of the Huadu Police Department looked at the credentials for the Central Investigation Team that Yang Liu had presented and asked, "Have missing-person cases really become this high-profile?"

Yang Liu watched his master-level combat skill reach full proficiency and turn into ancient martial arts. He saw his firearms mastery max out, letting him create guns out of thin air and conjure bullets from the void. Then he looked at the newly unlocked spatial teleportation and was left with a giant question mark.

A warlord in the Golden Triangle watched the young man in front of him pluck a bullet out of the air with his bare hands. The cigarette dropped from his mouth and hit the ground...

Looking at the spatial gateway he had opened, Yang Liu decided he must have picked up the wrong script.