I Gave a Turtle Super Speed, and an S-Rank Assassin Had a Mental Breakdown

“Move it! The S-rank beast tide will arrive in one minute!” Lin An transmigrates into the body of an F-rank corpse collector, and from the start, his foreman sends him into a death zone to scout the way. At the brink of life and death, his hand touches the fallen body of a human Sword Saint. [Ding! Golden trait discovered: “Everything Can Be Cut.” Cut it out?] Lin An snips it off and sticks the trait onto the rusty foot-care knife in his hand. In the next instant, the foreman’s C-rank alloy mech, pilot and all, is sliced cleanly in half by the knife like a block of tofu! From then on, Lin An puts his “cut and paste” trick to outrageous use in this high-martial world: An S-rank assassin launches a lightning-fast ambush? He cuts out the assassin’s [Speed] and sticks it on a tortoise. The assassin watches the turtle move faster than he does and has a complete breakdown! A forbidden-zone dragon has an invincible defense? He cuts out its [Dragon Scales] and sticks them on a pair of slippers, then tanks its dragon breath without a scratch! The aloof Empress is struck by a curse? Cut out... ahem, can I stick this [Charm] trait on my cat? Years later, when the gods descend to destroy the world, they find Lin An looking at them with scissors in hand and a kindly smile. “Your [Divinity] trait is a little crooked. Want me to trim it for you?”