In America, the System Gives Me Eight Death Soldiers for Free

At a celebration banquet, Chen Mo is made drunk by his good friend. His painstakingly developed core technology and 200 million in funding are stolen, and he's shipped off to a slum in America, thousands of miles away.

In an underground black-market clinic, the lead surgeon grips a cold scalpel, ready to remove both his kidneys while he's still conscious and without anesthesia!

Meanwhile, on the other side of the screen, his good friend sips red wine in a penthouse apartment in Manhattan, enjoying the cruel livestream.

At the brink of despair, the [Strongest Death Squad System] awakens!

“Ding! Eight absolutely loyal death warriors have been issued for today!” Eight fully armed killers appear out of thin air, tear the black-market doctor apart, and wipe out the gang!

Clutching his wound, Chen Mo retreats behind the scenes and turns utterly ruthless. “I've only got one life, so from now on, I'll never put myself in danger. We'll crush everything with overwhelming firepower!

”From then on, he stays hidden in the shadows, using the System to raise a massive army at a breakneck pace. Eight men, sixteen, a hundred, ten thousand... When an army of a hundred thousand fearless, fully armed death warriors razes the gang and surrounds the Wall Street building,

his good friend, now a rising star in finance, finally falls to his knees before Chen Mo, kowtowing and begging for mercy. Chen Mo casually tosses him a rusty scalpel. “No anesthesia. Do it yourself, or I'll have these hundred thousand men help you.”