Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 583: Various walks of life
"To be precise, that incident was the salvage incident announced by Chu Qing, the second seat of Yan Zhaohui. There are some details that cannot be disclosed, so please understand."

After giving the tapir a slightly apologetic look, Kaiming took out the information he had collected beforehand from his personal space and handed it to Fatty Wang, whose hands were covered in grease.

"I understand about keeping it a secret. I have some connections with the two Chu brothers, and Aqing even asked me about extraordinary dreams and soul consciousness before. So, I know the gist of Brother Lie's stay. Even if you don't say anything, it doesn't matter."

After crumpling the napkin he used to wipe his hands into a ball and throwing it into the trash can at his feet, the tapir took the two-finger-thick paper document and began to read it carefully.

Qin Huai's prepared information was very detailed. In addition to Zero using his privileges to retrieve all the information about [Luwu Heavy Industry] from the Ninja Land Information Network, he also specifically asked Chu Qing, Chu Lie, Hou Tu, and Yu Shi Qie, who had contact with Luwu Heavy Industry, and indirectly collected a lot of things that others would consider trivial.

Admittedly, due to the special nature of the [Flowing Light Dream] Fruit, there are no high-ranking officials from the Ninja Lands to replace them within Luwu Heavy Industries. However, if an agent wants to use this information to investigate the headquarters, as long as they are careful, it is not difficult to save their life.

After about ten minutes, Baku finally finished reading the data, frowned, and looked at Kaiming: "The technological development level of this fruit is very high. Even without considering those digital life forms hidden in the corners, each company has enough to threaten the Seven Palaces' agents, or even the heavy firepower of this Dharma Body. Are you planning to go by yourself?"

"Yes, you know my situation. With [Divine Travel], I can actually act more freely on my own."

"and you."

The tapir pointed at the documents beside it, somewhat puzzled.

"Here's the thing. When I was looking up the Yan Zhao Hui inheritance sequence, I found that the [Baku] is a rare Yan Fu inheritance that can manipulate dreams and play with souls. So I would like to ask you to do me a favor and use your inheritance ability to capture a few digital life forms for me."

As Kaiming spoke, he sent a screenshot of the characteristics of [Kunlun] to Mo.

[Spiritual Reconstruction]: It can accommodate the spirits of the dead, whose rank does not exceed six, store most of the information including the soul and thoughts, and can manufacture them into computing cores (up to nine) comparable to giant quantum supercomputer processors, helping the holder to calculate various behaviors.

"Oh, I see. I've been busy with the association lately, searching the world for suitable candidates to become wanderers and guide them into the world, so I probably won't be able to go to the fruit orchard with you. I'll use this instead."

The tapir scratched its head, pulled out a stack of scribbles from its pocket, and slapped them on the table.

Kaiming looked closely and saw black ripples spreading out, twisting into patterns.

【Dream Eater Talisman】: A Yama's token imbued with the power of the Dream Eater. You can release it to weaken the spirit, bind the soul, and continuously absorb the pure energy of the soul, preventing it from accumulating power to resist.

Note: The maximum number of targets affected is six. The worse the target's condition, the higher the probability of successful binding.

“I created these talismans using the supernatural powers of the [Baku]. There are five in total. I won’t ask for more; you can take the five thousand.”

'I'm just a seventh-rank executor, yet this consumable item created using inherited divine powers can bind the soul of a sixth-rank being. It seems this tapir's methods are quite extraordinary.'

Having carefully read the information about Yanfu given by [A Glimpse of Beauty], Kaiming pondered in his heart, but continued aloud, "No problem, then I won't keep you from your business any longer, let's talk later."

After a brief handshake and a transaction of 5,000 Yama Points with the tapir, Kaiming immediately put away the five Dream Eater Talismans, tossed a wad of cash to the barbecue stall owner to settle the bill, and then turned and walked into the dark night, disappearing into the distance.

As the hardware store was closing its doors and the tapir finished off the last two skewers of beef, its eyes fixed on the gloomy middle-aged man, it quietly followed him with a bottle of Snowflake.
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The Heavenly Fruit, 758 AD, the sixteenth year of the Tianbao era of the Tang Dynasty.

From August 2012.8 to June 2013.6, nine months in the ninth month of the Heavenly Jiazi, in the ninety-fourth month of the Ghost Dinghai, in the Yanfu Fruit that Qin Huai entered for the first time and completed the large-scale Yanfu event [Death of the Angel], it was a full seven years, enough for a young man to get married, start a family, and have children.

The An Lushan Rebellion, which should have been launched by An Lushan and Shi Siming in the fourteenth year of the Tianbao era, was delayed for several years for unknown reasons and did not occur as scheduled, allowing the senile Emperor Xuanzong of Tang to still sit high on the dragon throne and enjoy the blessings of the world.

But as Li Longji grew older, his spirits became more and more vigorous, and some ambitious people who had been waiting for their chance finally couldn't wait any longer.

Anxi Protectorate, outside the city, is a desolate desert.

The black fissure representing the permanent root channel flashed by, and Qin Huai, carrying a huge puppet on his back, suddenly stepped out. His combat boots were submerged by countless tiny pebbles, sinking half a foot in before finally coming to a stop.

A flood of memories washed over Qin Huai's mind. He closed his eyes to rest and digested them for a while before he could sort out all the things he had seen and heard in the past few years of political affairs in the Ninja Land.

It must be said that the prefectures and territories under the jurisdiction of the Anxi Protectorate are now completely different from what they were seven years ago.

With a slight push of the soles of your feet, pull out your boots and step onto the barren hills and sand dunes, and you can see the majestic Samarkand in the distance.

Unlike the Zhaowu Hu City, which was built entirely of ancient rocks, Samarkand today has the Qinhuai River continuously supplying it with resources, widespread general education, a complete range of light and heavy industries, and a thriving mechanical technology. Its productivity is in no way inferior to some large industrial cities of the 20th century.

Thick steam, like cumulonimbus clouds, rose from the city, then was carried away by the foehn winds blowing from the Pamir Plateau, evaporating into nothingness and dissipating into the void. The power core, forged from shadow metal, possessed immense strength, pulling steam trains through the city. Outside the southern city wall, countless factories of all sizes stood, their machines roaring incessantly, weaving the finest Xinjiang cotton into cloth and yarn, which were then transported out like a flowing river to Chang'an via railway, to be sold to the various prefectures. At that time, Chang'an was still a colossal city where all nations paid tribute, and there was no shortage of markets for its gauze and silk.

Fully equipped and mounted, the motorized armored knights, in groups of three (nine men and one torch), patrolled the outer plains, driving away the increasingly numerous ferocious beasts of recent years.

Perhaps due to the increasing concentration of auspicious celestial energy in the world year by year, the proportion of newborns with mixed auspicious celestial blood in the four towns of Hexi, Longyou, Anxi, and Beiting under the jurisdiction of the Anxi Protectorate, along with the dozens of tributary states of Zhaowu and Anxi, has increased significantly by several percentage points, just like the increasing number of ferocious beasts in the wild. What this means is self-evident.

"A storm is brewing, and the wind is howling."

Looking at the drastically changed Samarkand before him, Qin Huai was overcome with emotion at the changes that had occurred.

Back then, the Divine Martial Cavalry and the Left Golden Guard saved the Western barbarians from invading the border and repelled the heavily bet Seraphim forces of the Papal States, pulling the world back from the brink of war.

In just a few years, the advanced steam machinery technology that Florence possessed was no longer advanced, and it was overtaken by the Anxi Protectorate, which had multiple fruit technologies such as Winter and Flowing Dream, and was no longer a threat.

Today, the Anxi army has over 3,000 mobile armored vehicles, over 1,000 aircraft of various types, more than 100,000 elite troops, and countless tanks and artillery, making it a formidable military force.

Even better, thanks to the adoption of a more advanced financial management system and salary and attendance standards, all the soldiers' pay in Anxi Four Garrisons was paid in full without any delays. Furthermore, the government officials in Qinhuai, who replaced the governor, were of high moral character and had a pure and simple mind, completely different from the other military governors who drank the blood and flesh of their soldiers. As a result, the people of Anxi were very stable and united, making their fighting power far superior to that of other military garrisons.

"With Anxi's current military strength, even if Fatty An really wanted to rebel, he shouldn't be able to cause much trouble. Am I overthinking it?"

Qin Huai pondered for a moment, then suddenly turned his gaze to the west where the sun was setting.

"Those old fogies in Florence should have been terrified of me a few years ago. If they're the source of the unrest, then have they unearthed some ruins again? Or are they secretly colluding with that scheming fat man, An?"

"Or perhaps, they have awakened?"

Thinking of Attila, whom he had met in Parthia, Qin Huai considered many possibilities, but due to the lack of information, he was unable to confirm the real problem.

Having cultivated martial arts to such a level as Qin Huai, he rarely acts impulsively unless something truly significant happens, involving his destiny and the connection of the fruit's will, which would trigger this almost instinctive intuition in him.

"Never mind, let's go back and put our things down first."

Qin Huai stopped hesitating and directly activated the mechanism of the Qin Emperor's golden statue. High-temperature flames shot out from the soles of its boots, and the man and the puppet sped towards the distant giant city.
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The True Warrior of the Scales, Wudang Mountain, Hundred Flowers Valley.

"Ta~"

The sound of footsteps on soft grass suddenly rang out in the valley. Taotie opened its eyes, looked around, and found that the valley was spring-like all year round, with blooming flowers, evergreen trees, cold cliffs, and clear springs. It was truly a wonderful paradise.

Logically speaking, during the hottest period of July, Wudang Mountain should be as humid and sultry as other provinces and cities in Hubei, especially since the valley is lush with vegetation and should be even more humid. However, the air in this valley is dry and pleasant. As long as you don't go to places with too many flowers and plants, even when walking under the shade of trees, you won't get wet or foggy at all.

"Is there something unusual about the earth's veins in this place?"

Even without using the newly acquired [Emperor's Aura Observation], Taotie could easily perceive the unusual nature of this environment based solely on its understanding of the seventy-two phases of [Qimen Dunjia].

“That’s right. It’s precisely because this place is so unique that I’ve used it to raise some flowers, birds, fish and insects for amusement.”

A hoarse male voice suddenly rang out from behind, but Taotie was not surprised. He turned around, bowed, and said, "Ninth Master."

"Come with me, the Wudang Sutra Repository hasn't seen any new faces in a while."

Zhuo Jiu nodded slightly and led Taotie into the Taoist temple located in the distance on a special geological feature.

This Taoist temple, hidden deep in the mountains, occupies a large area and is very grand. The most eye-catching feature is a classical and elegant wooden high-rise building with nine floors, which looks very impressive.

"Go in. How much you can learn from it depends on your fate."

After saying that, Zhuo Jiu left, leaving Taotie to face the vast sea of ​​scriptures and martial arts manuals in the Sutra Repository.

(End of this chapter)