Infinite Shadow Clones? I’m a One-Man Calamity!

In the age when everyone can change class, Qin Zhanye awakens as the most useless F-rank assassin and gets kicked out of his team on the spot. No problem. His god-tier talent, [Infinite Shadow Clones], activates! Every time he launches an attack, he can summon a permanent shadow clone. Teammates? Are any more reliable than your own clones? Assassins are too fragile? He awakens the talent [Clone Substitution]. All damage he takes can be transferred away! Qin Zhanye realizes he might be impossible to kill! [Shadow Clone × 1]: Others fight monsters one-on-one. I fight monsters with my clone! [Shadow Clones × 100]: A hundred-man team! While others party up, I solo everything. One person is an entire adventuring group! [Shadow Clones × 10,000]: An army of ten thousand, a nation of one! Bosses from every world line up to be farmed by me! Abyssal demons descend and the whole city is in danger? Qin Zhanye: “Don’t panic. Let me summon a hundred million brothers first!” The greatest Sword Saint: “I trained with a sword my whole life, but my sword energy can’t compare to one of his clones casually swinging a basic attack.” The Abyssal Demon Lord: “Damn it! I killed Qin Zhanye ten thousand times, but every one I killed was a clone? His real body is soaking in a bath in the newbie village!” The Undead Sovereign: “I summon an undead calamity, and he summons himself? He looks more like a necromancer than I do!” The battlefield between all races opens, and the Dragon Kingdom is on the brink of disaster? Qin Zhanye raises an army single-handedly, crushes the gods’ realms, and suppresses the Abyss for all eternity. The whole world cries out: “Good heavens! One man has the entire world surrounded!” When Qin Zhanye stands at the top of the world, a reporter interviews him about the secret of his success. Qin Zhanye points at the billions of shadow clones behind him and lights a cigarette with a weary air. “The secret to success? It’s nothing more than having plenty of brothers.”