Yan Shuangying's Template, and You Call This a Police Undercover Agent?

[Ding! You have merged with the ultimate Yan Shuangying template. Let the performance begin.] After transmigrating into the role of an undercover agent, Jiang Chen thought he was about to star in a tale of undercover intrigue, risking his life to obtain intelligence. But as soon as he left the police station, the System handed him a max-level character. On his very first day, the boss took him to “inspect the goods” and told him to prove his loyalty. Jiang Chen flicked a pebble. It precisely pierced the throats of eight gunmen hiding in ambush, ready to double-cross the gang. Not a drop of blood got on him. He even used their bodies to build a barricade, turning the entire gang's deal into his one-man show. The boss, Fei Biao, nearly buckled at the knees. “You call that proof of loyalty? That was a freaking immortal descending from heaven to save the poor!” The underlings trembled. “This world has gone crazy. The undercover agent is acting as the boss's bodyguard?” Later, Jiang Chen's undercover career grew more and more absurd. He chased an international drug lord down eight streets all by himself. One cold glance from him sent terrorists around the world lining up to surrender, specifically asking to be sent to a Chinese prison to “lay low.” Three years later, Jiang Chen had united the global underworld and was wondering whether he should wipe out the aliens while he was at it. Just then, his superior's voice came through the phone, sounding faintly uneasy. “Comrade Jiang Chen, you've pretty much solved the case. Don't you think... it's time to report back? Also, you owe the bureau three years of ideological self-assessments. Get those ready.” Jiang Chen: “...Damn, right! I was undercover!”