Welcome to the Industry, May Your First Order Go Smoothly
Qi En suspiciously tapped open the contact’s profile and zoomed in on their avatar.
It was a close-up selfie of Qi En himself.
In the photo, he was eating ice cream, the tip of his tongue poking out slightly. The chill made him squint, and the roots of his eyelashes were damp.
A bit of melted ice cream slid down the corner of his lips, and the tip of his nose was smudged with a spot of snowy white cream.
Qi En zoomed in and out on the photo.
“Did he just find a random avatar online and didn’t realize it was me?”
[Why would someone from a hitman organization use this kind of photo for a work profile?]
“Because it looks good.”
The cat couldn’t understand Qi En’s logic, and Qi En didn’t understand what the cat was trying to express.
To leave a good impression on the interviewer, Qi En greeted him first.
enn: Hello, interviewer.
Dash: Hello.
Dash: Good efficiency.
A wondrous feeling suddenly surged in Qi En.
Was he being praised?
The little cat walked over and lay down in the crook of Qi En’s arm:
[There is another possibility. The interviewer might be your fan.]
Qi En couldn’t help but feel a little reserved, a sense of embarrassment like being recognized by an acquaintance.
Before the little cat could stop him, Qi En had already sent the text.
enn: May I ask, interviewer, do you know me?
Dash: ……
Qi En shoved his phone chat interface in front of the cat. “Why did he send an ellipsis? Does he hate me?”
[There’s an unlikely possibility. Maybe that person is your anti-fan, otherwise why would he hate you?]
Qi En suddenly felt hesitant to talk to the interviewer.
He was afraid of being scolded.
The phone dinged again; the interviewer sent a message.
Dash: We’re about to start the video interview. Get ready.
Seeing that the formal process had begun, Qi En put away his wandering thoughts and replied properly.
enn: Okay.
[Huh? You have to show your face?]
[LMA places great importance on privacy. I haven’t found any news online about video interviews.]
“Then should I listen to him?”
Qi En hesitated, rubbing the edge of his phone, unsure whether to continue.
[Listen to him. Maybe every interviewer has different requirements. Besides, you’ve already exposed your identity. He might just want to confirm if it’s really you.]
The little cat stepped over Qi En’s arm on the desk and lay down in front of him.
Qi En sat up a bit straighter so his view wouldn’t be blocked by the cat.
At this moment, Dash sent another message:
No need for the interview.
“No need for the interview?” Qi En was confused.
[Maybe the interview video needs to be submitted. Your interviewer might be worried that if others see it, you’ll be exposed and won’t be able to become a hitman.]
How come the cat could justify anything?
Qi En didn’t believe it.
He felt he still had some skills.
As the saying goes, most industries are interconnected. Methods that work in one industry might also work in another.
Otherwise, how could a streamer like him successfully sign up?
Dash: I’ll let you pass.
Dash’s replies were a bit spaced out, and each time he only sent a short sentence. Qi En got a bit tired of waiting.
He was too embarrassed to rush him, so Qi En sent Dash a: Thank you.
The phone notification sound finally rang again.
Qi En looked down with anticipation.
Dash: [Co-collaborator Invitation]
Dash: Click in and select confirm.
Qi En did as told.
enn: [Invitation Confirmed]
Dash: You have obtained permission for the app version of the commission system.
Dash: From now on, you are an official LMA member.
Dash: Next, you will have a dedicated handler to coordinate work with you.
enn: Will my handler add me?
Dash: It’s still me.
enn: Hello, handler.
Dash: Just call me by my name.
Qi En looked at the four characters and read them out one by one, “d, a, s, h.”
“Did I read it right?”
“I even know a foreign language. I’m amazing.”
Qi En swung his legs by the chair.
[That’s pronounced ‘dash’.]
Qi En’s legs stopped moving.
“Da si… (Beat to death)?”
Is that how it’s read?
Why pick such an ominous name?
Will it affect his future missions?
[Forget it, studying is your shortcoming.]
The cat was speechless.
The cat gave up.
“It is not.” Qi En didn’t like hearing others say he couldn’t do it. He stiffened his neck to refute the cat, “I learn things very fast.”
[Hope so.]
The cat turned its head arrogantly, lifting a paw to rub its mouth.
Qi En grabbed the cat’s paw. “You’re not allowed to lie in front of me anymore. Get down.”
[You haven’t replied to your ‘Beat to death’ handler yet.]
Qi En huffed and started typing while muttering.
“Okay, Brother Da Si.”
enn: Okay, Brother Dash.
enn: Then what should I do next?
Dash: Call me Gege (Brother).
“He asked me to call him Gege. He means he wants to be close to me, right…” Qi En muttered as he typed, “Brother Da Si.”
enn: Dash Gege.
Dash: Remove the ‘ash’.
“Remove a, s, h. Okay, that leaves d…”
“Eh?”
Qi En turned his head to find the cat. “Look, he’s also called D.”
“The second place donor in the livestream is also called D. What a coincidence. Could they be the same person?”
[How could there be such a coincidence in the world.]
Qi En thought so too.
enn: D Gege.
Dash: Mn.
Just an ‘Mn’ and nothing else?
Qi En bit his lip.
Dash continued: There is a condition for skipping the interview.
Qi En knew things wouldn’t be that easy.
Dash: Can you send me your private photos and custom videos?
Dash: No old stock.
Dash: En-En-chan.
The moment he saw that screen name, Qi En’s hand trembled. He couldn’t hold the phone steady, and it slipped.
Just as it was about to hit the floor, the cat caught the corner of the phone in its mouth and placed it back in Qi En’s hand.
Qi En accidentally saw the glaring words “En-En-chan” again. He shuddered and immediately pulled his hand back. The phone clattered onto the desk.
Poor phone.
“What do I do, Little Cat?”
“He wants to see my photos!”
Qi En couldn’t even pretend he didn’t see it because “Read” had already appeared under the message box.
The cat said: [Reject him.]
The cat said again: [It’s easy to fall into bad ways but hard to get out. You finally turned over a new leaf. What if Dash is a bad person and uses these photos and videos to blackmail you into doing things you don’t want to do?]
Qi En didn’t understand the falling in and out part.
But the little cat was so smart, its decisions must make sense.
Qi En listened to the cat.
Dash: Done taking them?
Dash: No need to Photoshop.
Qi En typed very slowly but pressed the keys with great force.
enn: Not taking them
Dash: Old stock is fine too.
enn: Not sending to you
The moment that text was sent, Qi En imagined his own ending.
Either Dash would get angry and leak the news that he wanted to be a hitman to create a trending topic; or he would block Qi En from becoming a hitman and cancel his registration qualification; the scariest thing was…
“Little Cat, will he trace the internet cable to find me and force me to send him photos and videos?”
“Will he take my phone and pick the ones he likes to send?”
The electronic cat eyes turned into two: [?]
[If he really comes, doing just that would be getting off lightly.]
“Then what is the heavy stuff?”
[Screw you.]
Qi En didn’t understand cat language.
Who knew Dash didn’t get angry because Qi En wouldn’t show him risqué stuff. His tone seemed flat, unchanged.
Dash: Also fine.
Qi En relaxed instantly.
“See, D Gege wouldn’t come to find me for those little things. He doesn’t care about that stuff at all. Maybe he was just curious about the streamer profession. He is a good person.”
The cat was puzzled.
A cat paw reached over and tapped on Qi En’s input method.
Qi En moved the little cat paw away and deleted the “?” in the typing box.
Dash: Since you just joined, don’t rush to take orders. Familiarize yourself with the platform operations and organization rules first.
Dash: rewjgfhtfkjsdf, this is the invitation code. Go to the order page on the web version, a box to fill in the invitation code will pop up.
Qi En looked very carefully, following the operations step by step.
enn: Done.
Dash was still typing, so Qi En explored the order page himself first.
Clicking on the Bounty Ranking List again, he found that the names of the bounties had become clickable options.
Qi En clicked directly on the name of the first place.
The personal information of the number one target popped up, a total of seven pages of data.
But there wasn’t much Qi En could see. Most of the information was encrypted, including the name.
How could he see it?
At this moment, a guidance animation jumped out. A dynamic finger pointed to the two red words “Take Order” in the upper right corner.
Qi En controlled the mouse, moved it there, and clicked.
The red words turned gray, and a semi-transparent gray box appeared in the middle, displaying:
You have successfully taken the order.
Huh?
Immediately after, the website popped up two system messages and an email in succession.
Even more exaggerated was that a scrolling red banner appeared at the very top of the website:
The “Bounty Ranking List” top commission has been taken.
This line of text scrolled at least dozens of times at the top of the website.
Qi En suddenly realized he seemed to have done something incredible.
He froze all over, not daring to move, and slowly released the mouse.
“…Did I cause trouble?”
[Seems like it.]
“Then what do I do?”
“I originally wanted to take the number one commission… Why is there such a big commotion? Is this a good thing or a bad thing? Could it be that the number one can’t be taken?”
Qi En gripped the hem of his shirt, the skin at his knuckles turning a pale pink.
He was scared to death.
“I better tell D about it.”
The phone dinged twice again.
Dash: Did you see? Someone took the bounty for the number one order.
Qi En quickly typed out the words, but before these three “I saw it” characters could be sent, he froze again.
Dash: It’s been years. The bounty went from fifty million to one billion, and no one has succeeded. Hitmen who joined later would avoid this person. I didn’t expect there to still be a stubborn mule who doesn’t believe in bad luck. So stupid.
“He called me stupid…”
Qi En bit the flesh of his lip and asked tentatively.
enn: Is it because that number one is very dangerous?
Dash: Number one? Calling him that works too.
Dash: Yes, very dangerous.
enn: What about those who failed? What happened to them?
Dash: They died, of course. Someone willing to spend one billion definitely isn’t a benevolent person.
Dash: That person’s information network is god-like. Maybe just as someone accepted the commission, that person found out all the hitman’s data.
Dash: The situations collected by the organization from the previous few cases were all hitmen being counter-killed by people sent by Number One before they could even make a move.
Qi En and the cat stared at each other.
“Little Cat, did you see that?”
[I saw it.]
“Will I be assassinated the moment I step out the door?”
[Possibly.]
Qi En sat up straight instantly and looked around.
He became nervous, licking his lower lip, his Adam’s apple bobbing in tension.
He felt like even his home had become unsafe.
“It’s okay, it’s okay. As long as I don’t go out, it should be fine,” Qi En comforted himself.
He patted his chest to smooth his breath.
He and Number One seemed to have their identities reversed. He was the hitman, but why was he hiding from Number One instead?
[But if you don’t go out, how are you going to assassinate the one billion?]
True, that was one billion.
Maybe the hitmen who failed before weren’t of Qi En’s type.
It had to be someone like Qi En, a hitman who didn’t look like a hitman; maybe the success rate would be higher.
“Can I have some time to practice how to kill first before taking this commission?”
[If you think the one billion will give you this chance, you can try.]
Qi En didn’t dare think so, so he decided to continue probing Dash.
enn: D Gege, can others see who took that commission?
Dash: Only the handler of the hitman who took the commission has the authority to view it. This is the normal situation. If someone really wants to know, I can find out by asking around at headquarters.
Suddenly, Dash made a voice call.
A message also popped up: Answer the phone.
Qi En answered in a flurry.
The person on the other end spoke quickly, “Are you the one who revealed the list?”
Dash’s voice was specially processed into a dull, cold mechanical sound, making a chill run down Qi En’s spine.
“It’s me…”
Qi En admitted it quickly, his voice trembling.
“So the reason you asked me so many questions just now is because the one who took the list is you?”
A suffocating double question.
“Yes…”
Qi En heard Dash click his tongue.
He lowered his head, his eyes instantly turning red.
He thought he had caused trouble and was hated.
“Why didn’t you tell me? If the president hadn’t come to ask me, how long did you want to hide it?”
Unable to discern Dash’s tone at this moment, Qi En assumed the other party must be very angry.
Qi En felt he was going to be scolded to death.
He sniffled and said honestly, “I’m sorry. I was afraid you wouldn’t let me be a hitman anymore.”
Dash hesitated for a moment. “I won’t.”
“I have already encrypted your information. My skills are the best in the organization. Don’t worry, no one can find you.”
Qi En felt slightly relieved. He pulled at the corner of his mouth, “Thank you, Gege. Gege, you are so amazing.”
Dash paused again.
The ruthless mechanical voice sounded, “Say it again.”
“Thank you, Gege. Gege, you are so amazing…?”
“Mn.”
Dash just gave an ‘Mn’ and didn’t express anything else. He continued, “I’ll send you a document. Follow the steps on it to learn how to use the website functions. Ask me if you don’t understand, and tell me where you’re at. I’m busy for now.”
Qi En opened the document.
It was the LMA organization’s commandments and member code of conduct.
Article 1: Take orders cautiously. Once a commission is accepted, do not deal with it passively. Within thirty days, it cannot be returned. The handler will supervise the hitman’s work and count the hitman’s performance into the daily conduct assessment score, which will affect the hitman’s comprehensive ranking.
Qi En had just joined and wasn’t qualified for this hitman ranking list yet.
And this first article dispelled Qi En’s thought of returning the commission.
Fortunately, D Gege helped him encrypt his information, so Number One wouldn’t be able to find him.
Qi En felt a bit more secure.
Article 2: Coordinate affairs with the handler at all times. Both parties must have a relationship of mutual trust.
Article 3: After becoming an LMA member, one cannot withdraw from the organization at will. Except for injury or illness.
Article 4: Must accept at least one commission every year.
Article 5: After accepting a commission, carefully read the target’s information and promptly apply for resources in the order operation column.
The document had an annotation on the right side of Article 5, which was a detailed operational step tutorial diagram.
Qi En clicked into “Resource Application.”
He selected the essential medical kit, credit card, phone card, etc., and also a “Newbie Gift Pack” that everyone would have.
Five seconds after submitting the application, the bottom right corner of this page changed from “Waiting for Approval” to “Resources Pending Collection.”
At this time, Qi En also received a new email.
He clicked to view it.
—Welcome to the industry, may your first order go smoothly.
—Remember, patience is a hunter’s virtue, and the word ‘mistake’ is best torn out of the dictionary.
Below was the resource collection site:
Zone B-588, Huanshi Street, 58 Baishi Road, M Club (Zone B Main Store)
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