Destiny is ashes

Chapter 571 No, No, No, This Is Not a Sword Cultivator (Monthly Ticket Plus)
The reason why they think this way is simple.

Because An Jing's answers to the four major questions in the third part were too weird and somewhat too anthropomorphic.

[The failure of the Beiguan Lake development was inevitable. In addition to the reasons stated in the original text, the biggest problem of the development team was the weak logistics. Although they had abundant supplies, the supply line from Red Rust Lake to the source of Zhuoxi River was repeatedly harassed and even cut off by local aquatic monsters, resulting in insufficient supplies on the front line and low morale. As a result, the internal factions that were already in conflict completely broke up due to the distribution issue, and a full-scale internal fight broke out after the leader Qingye Zhenren left...]

There is nothing wrong at first glance, but even the gangsters in Xuanye City's safe zone would laugh out loud after reading this analysis.

——Look at what you said, how naive, what about the abundant supplies and logistics, that's just on paper, how can it be transported to the front line? And they were harassed and cut off by aquatic monsters, those big frogs and mud taisui can barely kill a rabbit, they usually eat insects, how can they defeat the logistics troops?

Those are just ways to settle accounts. An Xuan picked this point to say, is he really ignorant or is he pretending not to know? Is he pretending to be a foreign guest?
This first answer was still a bit reserved, but An Jing's next answer was even more exaggerated.

[Do you support the war of expansion? No! Without guaranteeing the logistics, the purity of the team, and the authority of the commander, such failures will continue.]

What a joke! If there is no problem with logistics, how can the superiors take it? If the superiors don’t take it, how can the real people take it? If the real people don’t take it, how can we make progress?

The purity of the team, if the team is pure, then wouldn't the credit be monopolized by one party? How could it be so good? As for the authority of the one and only, I thought it was the main vein of the cave heaven that dropped in? Who dares to have this authority? Will the other mountain heads agree? The mountain head of Xuanye City agreed, but the cave heaven didn't agree!

Of course, the real reason for the failure of the pioneering war was not because of these trivial matters, but some more critical factors hidden deep under the water. However, these superficial reasons alone were enough to make An Xuan's answers receive the lowest score.

There are other answers to follow.

[As a formation master, how can you make this pioneering war a success? (Formula attachment, An Jing only put a formation model), additional conditions: need to provide more material support, main material, three hundred taels of Void Stone...]

This magic circle is a Taixu altar, which An Jing wrote down when he was building an altar in Kanming City in cooperation with Mingguangchen and Youruhui, and it was improved with Fuxie's suggestions. This thing can directly connect the front-line positions and Xuanye City. It is technically feasible and the conditions for construction are not difficult. It is a bit beyond the scope for An Jing at his age, but it is understandable in terms of technical learning. After all, the Taixu altar does not make money like the Taixu magic weapon, and it can also strengthen the connection between the wilderness area and the safe zone, and it has long been made public.

The problem is that……

First, the resources An Jing wanted were too much. Three hundred taels of Void Stone, and at least three hundred Taixu magical instruments, all for one sentence. Even robbery couldn't be that fast!

Second, if they directly opened a portal into Xuanye City, they could indeed win the war of expansion, and there was a Jindan Zhenjun in the city, but this made people wonder if it was really worth it? Would Qingye Zhenren be scared to death when he saw this decision, or would he feel that he would be a hero after winning the war?

The answer to the weapon refiner's question was even more outrageous. An Jing directly designed an explosive mine weapon that could gather the power of the formation. The principle came from the sword energy of injury and illness and the martial arts formation of the Huaixu Realm. With the commander of the formation center as the core, it could store all the damage borne by the formation, and then at the last moment, rotate the five elements, compress the self-destruction, and release the five elements of destructive sword energy.

In this way, the main force of the invading Bei Ze demons can be completely eliminated at the cost of destroying the base camp. Then, Master Qingye, who will be left alone, can attack without any scruples, defeat the demon king, and win this pioneering war!

"Oh, Heaven and Earth..."

Upon seeing this, Principal He took a breath of cold air, and Director Chen, who had been very optimistic about An Jing, also had a very strange expression. He looked at An Jing's answer, then looked at Principal He, and then looked at Principal He again. After repeating this three times, he slowly said: "This is a sword cultivator?"

"No, no, no, sword cultivators are not that extreme."

Principal He shook his head repeatedly. He had to defend the normal sword cultivators. "The average sword cultivator is just like me. He thinks that if you give me the resources, I can kill them all by myself. They are a little arrogant, but they will never go crazy like this!"

The next long argumentative essay of more than 8,000 words by An Jing was not so crazy. An Jing wrote a standard essay, using screws, gears, mechanical equipment and factories as metaphors to describe the similarities between organizing formations and refining equipment. There were no highlights, but the lack of outrageous remarks itself was its biggest highlight.

"This An Xuan really doesn't know what's good for him, he doesn't know the world, and he doesn't know what's good for him."

At this moment, a director already said with dissatisfaction: "Even if he really doesn't understand and is not deliberately making fun of the opposite sex, this is enough to prove that his thinking is too direct. It will be difficult for him to be independent in the future and be sent out to be trained as an organizational backbone."

"indeed so."

The other directors also agreed: "With this kind of thinking, does he think he can accomplish anything with words and his own abilities alone? He can't unite the majority, can't understand the difficulties of the superiors, can't understand the personnel relations, and even doesn't know when to fail. He will do anything for a mere victory... This kind of thinking is very dangerous!"

"Mr. Chen, An Xuan is capable enough, and can even be said to be a genius, but his thinking is obviously flawed." At this time, a director who usually did not have a good relationship with Principal He took the opportunity to speak up: "It's fine to train such a person as a technical reserve, but if he is trained as a representative of our No. 3 Middle School, it will definitely cause us big trouble... How about this."

He turned his head and looked at Principal He, who had a rather unpleasant expression on his face, and teased, "This An Xuan is indeed a genius that we cannot properly guide. I think we can give him the qualification of an auditor and the qualification of key training. We can even give him more library privileges. Technical talents are also talents."

"But I think we should forget about focusing on training him. Our small place can't afford to support such a big Buddha. Or, Lao He, why don't you use your own resources to pave the way?"

He was not targeting An Jing, only Principal He.

"Ugh."

Principal He sighed and was almost about to agree.

Xuanye City was not short of cultivators who were simply good at formations, or simply strong in combat. There was even no shortage of cultivators who were both skilled and strong in combat. What they wanted was someone who could be put in the wilderness, maintain their power on their own, balance the forces of all parties, and become the leader of a region.

Only such people can support a pioneering action under the will of the group, open up the wilderness, and launch pioneering wars.

If you can't do this, you will always be a worker, not the hero that all colleges need for publicity. It won't be considered a political achievement, and you won't get any resources.

Nian Quan is actually very smart, and he has a very clear understanding of various things. Although he doesn't like it, he can indeed lead his fans to form an organization, and he can also control the spontaneously gathered fan groups in his own hands. Although he doesn't like fan circles, when others accuse him of having a fan circle, Nian Quan knows very well that he'd better really have one.

So Nianquan is the signature product created by No. 3 Middle School, while Anxuan... may be a little inferior.

——Well, at least An Xuan’s skill level is indeed extraordinary, and that’s enough.

With this idea in mind, Principal He even planned to spend more money himself instead of using the public account of No. 3 Middle School to train An Jing - anyway, he has been stuck at the peak of foundation building for so many years, and many resources have long been useless.

But at this moment, Director Chen, who had remained silent all this time, suddenly stood up and stood aside respectfully.

"The arrival of the True Lord brings glory to our humble home."

The senior director of the Third Middle School said respectfully, "Master Lieque, what do you want me to do?"

Silently, accompanied by a slight electric thunder, a seemingly ordinary old monk appeared in the conference hall - that is, the moment he appeared, all the directors stood up and saluted respectfully, not even daring to speak.

"Just do your own thing, I'm just here to take a look."

In this regard, Lieque Zhenjun Que Tianmen did not care about these people's respect. He just glanced and saw An Jing in the water mirror, then raised his eyebrows: "Sure enough, he is here."

——Is this the boy from the wilderness that Fuyang mentioned, the boy with the Purple Mansion Peak Magical Weapon? From this point of view, he is indeed not a remnant of the ancient immortals, but is obviously an heir to a wilderness force from some ancient heritage.

He came to the water mirror with great curiosity, his eyes shining, and called up all of An Jing's information and test paper contents.

"Ouch."

He raised his eyebrows and sighed, "Not bad, quite good, and his opinions and suggestions are insightful."

"The design ideas of various magic tools and formations are even more imaginative, very artistic and of high quality."

(End of this chapter)