I Scared Myself Stiff, and the Whole World Thinks I’m Invincible

The cold Nepalese kukri pressed against his artery, and Lin Xian was so terrified he couldn't even get out his last words.

His former boss had run off with a hundred million, leaving him, a college student with a part-time job, trapped in an underground vault to take the fall for the most ruthless female crime boss in the city.

Just as she was about to have him dumped in the river, the boss noticed his “still-as-a-dead-lake” eyes. His face had gone completely rigid with fear, but his gaze was eerily calm. Her pupils trembled in shock.

“An ordinary college student would have wet himself by now. But this guy doesn't even blink when he's facing certain death... Could it be the boss was only a puppet, and this part-timer in front of me is the real mastermind behind it all?!”

[Ding! An extreme case of delusional overinterpretation detected. Schrödinger's Pocket Watch activated!]

[Temporary manifestation granted: the supreme composure to keep a poker face in the face of disaster, and grandmaster-level combat instincts!]

Lin Xian took the opportunity to push the blade aside and let out a cold laugh.

Oh, no. If you dare to make wild assumptions, then damn it, I'll make them true!

From then on, an urban legend spread about a hidden supreme god pulling the strings behind the scenes...