Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

In the dead of night, the fire went out, the camp was hidden in darkness, and the sounds of insects and birds in the woods disappeared; everything seemed so quiet.

"Zi-"

Just then, the zipper of a tent was unzipped, and a head poked out from the opening, cautiously looking around as if afraid of being discovered.

Seeing that no one was around, a figure emerged from the crowd, hunched over, and tiptoed to a large tree in the distance.

He looked around again, then squatted down and began digging a pit. He then slowly took out a pen-shaped object that emitted light from his sleeve.

A red light flickered, slightly illuminating the face of the dark figure—it was Lu Zhenghe!

His gaze was fixed on the signal pen in his hand, and he recalled a conversation with his brother Lu Nian shortly before they set off for the training.

That night, he suddenly received a call from his older brother, Lu Nian. The first thing he heard after answering was...

"Little brother, I heard you lost your sparring match?"

"Brother, please stop making fun of me. I've lost face."

Lu Zhenghe's hand holding the phone trembled, and he said with a bitter expression.

"Alright, then tell me about the competition."

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhenghe spoke carefully without much thought, since his older brother would always help him review the match after he lost it in the past.

After listening quietly to the competition, Lu Nian took a drag of his cigarette and slowly spoke.

"Judging from your tone, it seems you have a lot of opinions about that guy named Mo Fan..."

Upon hearing the mention of Mo Fan, Lu Zhenghe's resentment immediately flared up, and he complained.

"Of course! They clearly have three systems, but they only use two. Isn't that looking down on us?!"

The next second, a soft laugh came from the other end of the phone, like the whisper of a devil.

"So...do you want to get some revenge on Mo Fan?"

"Wha...what?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhenghe trembled and stammered as he asked.

"Big...Big brother, what...what did you say?"

"Haha, just kidding. I happen to be going to Jinlin City to complete a task that requires Mo Fan's help, so you need to bury signal pens along the way so I can find you later."

"Task?"

Lu Zhenghe was taken aback. What task required Mo Fan's help? He then asked.

"What task requires Mo Fan's help?"

"This mission is a military secret, so it's not appropriate for me to tell you over the phone. You'll find out when we meet. I can secretly teach Mo Fan a lesson during the mission and help you vent your anger."

"Really... Thank you, big brother! I'll definitely do my best!"

As his thoughts drifted back, a ruthless glint flashed in Lu Zhenghe's eyes, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on the signal pen.

Mo Fan, just you wait, you're about to suffer!

He exhaled, quickly buried the signal pen in the soil, and then covered it with soil again.

After finishing all this and cleaning the mud off his hands, he finally let out a breath, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and walked back to the tent.

"What are you doing?"

A sudden voice rang out, its tone extremely cold, sending a chill down one's spine and truly startling Lu Zhenghe.

Coming to my senses, I looked closely in the direction of the sound and discovered a figure sitting on a branch of a large tree, with a pair of pupils that looked exceptionally bright in the darkness.

The reason we didn't notice it was because the environment was too dark and it was not easy to spot.

"Haha, it's Mo Xie. I... I just came out to relieve myself."

Having done something wrong, Lu Zhenghe felt particularly guilty upon seeing that it was Mo Fan's brother, and explained nervously.

"is it?"

Mo Xie slightly raised his chin, his tone extremely cold, and a cold glint shot from his eyes, as if it could pierce through a person.

"Yes...yes, well...I'll go back and rest now, thank you for your hard work."

Lu Zhenghe didn't dare to linger. He uttered a single word and hurriedly returned to his tent.

However, he didn't go to sleep. Instead, he opened a crack and looked around. He had buried himself quite far away, so the other party probably hadn't noticed anything amiss.

Seeing that Moye remained seated on the branch without moving, he was truly relieved and lay down to prepare for sleep.

Mo Xie's expression remained calm and unchanged. He closed his eyes to rest, as if nothing had happened.

After a long while, once the feeling of being watched disappeared, he suddenly opened his eyes, his body disappearing into the darkness, and reappeared under a tree.

A dazzling silver light shone in his eyes, and the signal pen that Lu Zhenghe had just buried suddenly emerged from the ground and hovered in front of him.

Looking at the signal pen in front of him, he realized he had found countless of them during his training these past few days, and couldn't help but snort.

However, Mo Xie did not intend to destroy it. Instead, he had a good idea and then quietly put it into his spatial ring.

The figure disappeared into the darkness, returning to the tree branch, silently and vigilantly observing its surroundings.

— Far away in the capital, students at Imperial Academy, full of youthful energy, walked along the road. Since the exchange student competition ended, they had returned to their original routines.

To the south, in a particularly elegant bamboo pavilion, Dean Songhe, who enjoys chrysanthemum tea, sits on a futon like an elderly Japanese man, savoring the aroma from the teapot.

"Boom!!!"

Suddenly, the door was pushed open forcefully, and the bamboo door shook violently, as if it was about to break apart.

Dean Songhe's hand holding the teacup trembled, his brow furrowed, and he asked in a dissatisfied tone.

"Who is it that is so rude?"

"Haha, old man, it's me."

"Xingyi?"

Songhe raised his eyelids, looking at the man in front of him dressed in a military mage uniform with some surprise. He raised an eyebrow, then took a sip of tea and said indifferently.

"That's true. I don't think anyone else would be so rude except you."

"Hey, old man, don't say that. You used to say I was your proudest student."

"The past is the past, the present is the present... By the way, have you looked for Hongying yet?"

Upon hearing this, Zu Xingyi shook his head with a wry smile, shrugged, and said helplessly.

"Of course I've seen her. She's still angry with me. Luckily, Xiao Xie comforted Hong Ying for me, otherwise she probably wouldn't want to see me now."

Songhe was aware of Shao Hongying's mood, so he put down his teacup and said seriously.

“Your status in the military and your influence in the Zu family are gradually returning. You’re not even thirty yet. I’ve talked to Hongying about this. Romantic relationships can wait. Focus on building your career first, then start a family.”

Zu Xingyi nodded in agreement, sighed, and felt very guilty towards Shao Hongying.

Just when they were enjoying their love, he happened to be in the prime of his career. It seems he'll have to ask Xiao Xie to spend more time with his master's wife.

Then, he composed himself and began to speak seriously.

"Old man, actually, I came here today to tell you something else."

"What, is your Southern Military Region also interested in that kid with two natural systems?"

Songhe quickly guessed it and said with a smile.

"What do you mean by 'interested'? Mo Xie is my apprentice, and Mo Fan is his younger brother. They originally belonged to our Southern Military Region. That's not what I wanted to say."

"Don't worry, both Lao Xiao and Qiu Yuhua are against it. Although Lu Nian came here specifically for this purpose, it was no use. We won't joke around with the students' lives."

Dean Songhe looked at Zu Xingyi with a serious expression and spoke earnestly.

"That's why I came here. The day before yesterday, I received information from an old friend in the Northern Military Region that a group of people under Lu Nian's command were suddenly dismissed by the military, and even Lu Nian himself seemed to be about to resign from his military post."

"The Army Intelligence Bureau's behavior is indeed a bit strange. Perhaps they are unable to advance further in the military and are simply seeking another path?"

Upon hearing this, Dean Songhe frowned and said dismissively.

"I'm telling you, are you getting senile? The fact that Lu Nian is doing this means he's likely to disregard everyone's orders and do something crazy!"

Seeing that Dean Songhe didn't take it seriously, Zu Xingyi said with a look of disappointment.

Dean Songhe was stunned for a moment, a thunderbolt flashed through his mind, and after realizing what had happened, he suddenly remembered something, and his expression became very unnatural.

"This...this is unlikely, isn't it?"

"What do you mean it's unlikely? You need to tell Mo Xie and the others where they went right now."

"I sent them to Jinlin City for training."

Does Lu Nian know?

"he knows."

"..."

Zhan Kong was speechless. He slapped his head and hurriedly said...

"Are you out of your mind? Lu Nian's men are a bunch of madmen who will stop at nothing to achieve their goals. Don't you consider that he might just go all out and fight?"

"Now that many officers under Lu Nian have resigned from their military posts, it means that even if they commit serious crimes, they will not implicate the military!"

Dean Songhe finally realized the seriousness of the matter, stood up from the prayer mat, and pounded his palms with his fists.

"I never expected it, I never expected it! They're so crazy! We shouldn't delay, let's get to Jinlin Wasteland City right away, we can't let him do something so terrible."

"Don't bother with your old bones, I'll go there myself."

As they were talking, the bamboo door was suddenly pushed open, and a beautiful figure in fiery red appeared in the doorway.

The commotion at the door drew their attention. When Zu Xingyi saw who it was, his expression changed, and he asked in surprise.

"Hongying, what are you doing here?"

"Never mind how I got here, I'm going to Jinlin Wasteland City."

Shao Hongying exuded a stern aura, her beautiful eyes seemed to burn with flames, surrounded by a murderous aura.

Lu Nian, is it? You dare to mess with Xiao Xie? I think you're tired of living! (End of Chapter)