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Skill: [Urban Management Wrath] (Premium)
Rarity: K~G~B~D~Y~T~J~P (garbled characters)
Introduction: The most ferocious rare profession in the Midland Continent, more ferocious than the Demon King, more powerful than the Hero, and possessing the ultimate killing move.
Feature 1: Reduces the armor of all illegal vendors within a 100-meter radius to 10% and inflicts a fear effect for 666 seconds.
Trait 2: Increases movement speed, attack power, defense, health, and mana by 30%, increases critical hit rate by 20%, and attacks inflict a paralysis effect.
Feature 3: Deals true damage to the target and stuns them for 10 seconds, during which time the target cannot move or cast skills!
[Urban Management Officers: Invincible!]
The above is an analysis of the urban management profession from the perspective of a newcomer to this emerging field.
Wearing light armor, Xiao Han sighed slightly, helplessly meeting the intense gazes around him.
In an effort to make use of the waste, Minnie promoted Xiao Han to squad leader, giving him the authority to manage eight streets in the eastern district, along with more than twenty of his former brothers.
His subordinates were all elites attracted by Xiao Han's personal charm. Among them, Jay, who was the head of the vegetable garden, was promoted to vice captain. The bear-man who was rejected for a job but talked big every day and called himself "the number one warrior under the little fox" was reluctantly taken into the team by Xiao Han.
"Fuck you! You think I have to pay you twelve bronze eagles for just breaking one of your cowhide fruits?! He-tui!"
The bear-man's eyes widened, and his fan-sized hand shot out with lightning speed, grabbing the unscrupulous vendor by the collar: "It's almost autumn! Where can you find such precious and fresh avocados?!"
"You son of a bitch, since you damaged my fruit, you'd better pay me back!"
The stall owner, who had been lifted up, let out a low growl, his blood surging with energy. He kicked out with lightning speed, striking the bear-man in the ribs. The bear-man cried out in pain, put down the vendor, and took a few steps back, clutching his chest.
The skilled fruit vendor squinted, pulling a gleaming watermelon knife from his clothes: "The fruit I sell is from the depths of the Dark Moon Forest, irrigated by pure spring water, absorbing the purest magical energy, and growing on twenty-meter-tall cowhide fruit nobles. You stinking bear, you understand now!"
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