Under One Person, Engage in Black Technology

Chapter 210 One Wave After Another

At midday in Biyou Village, the bright sun hangs directly overhead, illuminating the verdant mountains. The sunlight has mostly dispersed the clouds, and the splashing water from the miniature waterfalls glitters with white light, dazzling the eyes yet refreshing the mind.

As the clear stream reflected the blazing sunlight, the thatched roofs of the stilted wooden houses shone hot. In the fields outside the village, hundreds of stilted wooden puppets were controlled to begin mechanical labor. Their tasks were simple: firing kilns, cutting thatch, moving bricks, and felling trees.

The reason for doing these tasks is quite simple: yesterday, that "temporary worker" Feng Baobao, who was supposed to be a jack-of-all-trades, acted inhumanely, littering Molotov cocktails all over the place and causing damage to many buildings in the village, with dozens of houses collapsing or burning.

Although she burned and destroyed the houses of those who had transformed into superhumans and those with superior spiritual cultivation, it didn't have much impact on the ordinary people in the village. But... superhumans are still people. Everyone here is a "cultivator" who came from civilized society, drawn by their reputation. Who can accept living a life of hardship and exposure?

The sky served as their blanket and the ground as their bed. Although they weren't reduced to eating leftovers, the conditions were still unacceptable. Therefore, according to the decision made by the 'Biyou Village Committee,' everyone in the village put aside their other work and focused on restoring their accommodations.

Fortunately, Feng Baobao only threw a replica of a Molotov cocktail, not a petrol bomb. In addition, the rescue by Deputy Village Chief Qiu last night was relatively quick, so these buildings were only partially damaged, not completely destroyed, and some of them could be repaired and used.

And that's why those women, who used to be so beautiful, did things like logging and firing kilns.

Just as the village was busily and energetically working to restore production, Jin Yong, who was carefully controlling Ru Hua and the others, saw a man dressed as a boxer, with a very strong and muscular build, walking towards him.

"Master, those 'all-knowing' gang that had been surrounding the village have started to retreat."

The 'boxer' walked towards Jin Yong, speaking with a beaming smile. His expression of joy was genuine, perhaps because he had indeed been thoroughly angered by the surprise attack by Na Du Tong the previous night.

After hearing this, Jin Yong first gave Ru Hua and the others some more orders, then turned his head and looked out of the village, saying, "Is that so? I understand."

After observing for a while, Jin Yong indeed didn't see any of the Na Du Tong gang members in their khaki uniforms, so he asked again, "They retreated very quickly. When did it start? Have they all retreated?"

This boxer was none other than Liu Dang, an ordinary person who had joined Biyou Village a few weeks ago and was used by Ma Xianhong as a demonstration of the body-cultivation furnace function to Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing.

Of course, the label of "ordinary person" is a thing of the past. After being transformed by the Body Refinement Furnace, Liu Dang became a glorious transformed superhuman of Biyou Village.

Moreover, due to their shared odor, Liu Dang has become the top disciple of Jin Yong, a "maid-loving beauty enthusiast." In addition to learning the Heavenly Gang Step, he has also inherited Jin Yong's fighting techniques.

As for Jin Yong, he was quite pleased with this cheap apprentice. After all, although he, Jin Yong, didn't have the skill to forge weapons, he was like a glue tinkerer, enjoying tinkering with things like Ruhua. He spent all his time assembling things and no longer had the mind to study the Heavenly Gang Steps.

The appearance of Liu Dang happened to allow him to pass on the Tiangang Steps technique, and the two got along quite well.

Upon hearing Jin Yong's question, Liu Dangxian paused for a moment, then rested his chin on his hand and thoughtfully replied, "It's not completely gone; there's still one left..."

"But judging from how they've huddled up, they're like a roadside stone...it seems they're not planning to continue surrounding us."

Jin Yong nodded, then instructed, "Is there any left? Be careful these next few days, pay close attention!"

Liu nodded first, then asked in confusion, "Master, since most of those scoundrels who know everything have left, and the remaining small group seems quite honest, what should we be wary of?"

"Shouldn't it all be... uh, I mean, isn't it all over?"

Upon hearing this, Jin Yong took a deep breath and then carefully replied, "What you said is not wrong. Normally, that should be the case."

"Hey, even I don't know what I should be wary of... but..."

Jin Yong paused, his already small eyes narrowing, but the tiny sliver of his pupils gleamed with a powerful light as he said, "Our [Tian Gang Step] lineage is essentially about cultivating the application of Tian Gang Qi, but we primarily use the stepping and fighting techniques to fight enemies."

"It's like learning mathematics, which can eventually be applied to physics, chemistry, and then derived into other disciplines."

"Tian Gang Qi is the foundation, and stepping the Dipper Steps is our strength. However, our lineage also dabble in other uses of Tian Gang Qi. Perhaps we are not very specialized... but we are still passable. In addition, the Tian Gang method is quite versatile, and we can get a little bit of everything."

"And of all these, the one most useful in this era is [divination]."

At this point, Jin Yong looked out of the village again and said, "Tian Gang Qi is essentially derived from the Thirty-Six Transformations of Tian Gang, but... the word 'derived from' also means that the many methods based on it are not as magical as the legends say."

"The divination method derived from the Qi of the Heavenly Gang and the inquiries of the sorcerer's inner vision are completely different methods, with the emphasis on 'sensory perception'."

At this point, Jin Yong's expression became slightly awkward. He scratched his head with his large, fan-like hand and said, "However, for half-baked fighters like us who specialize in footwork combat, the so-called 'sensing' is actually of little use."

"Only... perhaps because our lineage has engaged in a lot of fighting, this 'sensory' is very effective at indicating danger."

At this point, Jin Yong's expression changed slightly, and even his forehead wrinkles deepened. He said, "To tell you the truth, although I fought with those people from Na Du Tong all night yesterday and was severely beaten by Daoist Wang Ye, my Tian Gang [Divination] did not issue any warnings to me."

"But...starting this morning, I've been feeling uncontrollably restless, and the feeling is unusually strong."

“My ‘sense’ is warning me, and if I’m not mistaken, it’s at a life-threatening level.”

Upon hearing this, Liu Dang broke out in a cold sweat, scratched his head, and then became alarmed and wary. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Master... according to you, it means that gang... of 'All-Knowing Gang' went and came back?"

"Did they go back to get reinforcements? Did they break up the encirclement to lower our guard so they could take advantage of the situation and wipe us out?"

"No...that shouldn't be the case, right? Many people who were arrested yesterday were released this morning! This isn't an ancient siege, and we don't lack food. If they wanted to launch a surprise attack, why would they release people?"

Jin Yong looked Liu Dang up and down with his small eyes and said, "You're asking me? Who should I ask?" His words didn't carry a sense of blame; rather, they conveyed a sense of helplessness.

Then, the burly man from Liaodong shrugged his broad shoulders, let out a long breath, and said, "I already said... our [Tian Gang Step] lineage emphasizes combat, and the other knowledge passed down from our ancestors is 'very little,' only some superficial knowledge remains."

"My divination sense can only detect that danger is approaching, but I can't tell how the danger is coming from at all."

At this point, Jin Yong narrowed his eyes again and said, "But personally, if this crisis is real, I think... it might not necessarily be caused by those people from All-Tong."

"Although the company has a bad reputation, they are surprisingly trustworthy. After all, they claim to be a relevant department, and out of respect for their authority, they naturally keep their word..."

"We protect whoever we say we'll protect, we kill whoever we say we'll kill, we pacify whoever we say we'll pacify. Our methods may be ruthless, but we will never break our word. This is the reputation that Na Du Tong has built up over the years."

"Therefore, since they have already sent someone to notify us in writing of a ceasefire, and Yangguan and Dumu will stand separately, there is absolutely no need to launch a surprise attack or secretly cross the Chencang pass."

After saying that, Jin Yong sighed heavily again and said, "But that's precisely why it feels like there's a thorn in your side. At least the Sword of Damocles is visible and tangible, but this invisible opponent is much more troublesome."

"But if it weren't for the company, I can't think of anyone who would want to mess with us. You know, this place isn't exactly 'the dead end,' but it's pretty close."

"We have no grudges from the past, nor any enmity with you recently... so who could have brought this crisis upon us?"

While the two were having a rambling discussion, a commotion arose from the east side of Biyou Village, and the volume was quite loud.

The sound was a mix of shouts, earth and rocks, and the explosion of fireworks; just by listening, one could tell that something bad had happened.

In life, good things often seem to disappear without a trace, but when bad things are mentioned, they often appear as soon as you speak of them. As soon as Jin Yong heard that voice, his heart skipped a beat.

It's important to understand that people in the supernatural community have seen many strange and unusual methods and sorcerers, and with so much exposure, they inevitably develop a bit of feudal superstition. Jin Yong, sensing impending danger and hearing this voice, immediately felt that his divination had come true.

So, after exchanging a brief glance with their good apprentice, the two of them said nothing more and strode off to the east end of the village.

Seeing nothing unusual in their surroundings, the two men pushed their pace to the limit. After about a minute or two, they reached the source of the noise and saw the crowd gathered in a circle in the distance.

And... the ground was littered with dead bees.

……

"what happened?!"

When Jin Yong and Liu Dang realized something was wrong, they immediately walked forward, and the people around them immediately made way for them.

Last night's intense, marathon-like battle between Biyou Village and Nadutong made the villagers of Biyou Village realize that only those with superior innate abilities can fight against truly powerful individuals. Even the most arrogant "players" were terrified by Xiao Zizai—the game Xiao Zizai "plays" might not even pass censorship on the dark web.

In short, these ordinary transformed superhumans have figured out their role: in battles with excessive intensity, they can only serve as 'side dishes'.

When Jin Yong and his companion squeezed into the 'encirclement', they found Qiu Rang standing right in the center, wearing specially made glasses, with a swarm of flying insects constantly emerging from his sleeves.

When Qiu Rang saw Jin Yong arrive, he immediately waved to greet him. His previously tense expression relaxed slightly upon seeing that a person of superior talent had arrived.

Once Jin Yong had settled down, Qiu Rang didn't keep him in suspense and said directly, "Just now, I heard a commotion here, so I rushed over."

"Upon arrival, we saw more than a dozen villagers being chased by bees."

At this point, Qiu Rang tilted his head again, gesturing for Jin Yong and the other to look at the insect corpses below. He sighed and said, "These insects, each one contains Qi, moves incredibly fast, and their tails are poisonous. They are indeed difficult to deal with."

Having said that, he stretched out another hand and slightly adjusted the goggles on his head. After about three or four breaths, he grinned and said with a murderous look, "No doubt, it's raised by an extraordinary person. I just don't know what they're up to!"

Upon hearing this, Jin Yong first asked, "Is anyone injured?"

Qiu Rang shook his head and then replied, "I arrived just in time and had the flying insects drive the bees away. Although a few were stung, they only experienced some pain and itching, and their lives were not in danger."

After listening, Jin Yong thought for a moment, his already small eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Among the group of people from Na Du Tong yesterday, there was a short, fat middle-aged man who looked like a 'leader'."

"If I remember correctly, that person's method was to manipulate animals, wasn't it? Animal taming? Animal tamer?"

At this point, Jin Yong couldn't help but glance at Liu Dang, with whom he had discussed things earlier, before turning to ask Qiu Rang, "Although I don't quite believe it either... is it possible that the Na Du Tong gang has withdrawn openly but is secretly planning to make a move?"

After listening, Qiu Rang pondered for a moment and then said, "Although the company is a bit bad..."

"But they are indeed very powerful, and they outnumber us by a significant margin. If they are so shameless as to insist on fighting us, then there's no need to have the employees surrounding the village retreat; it would be much easier to just lead their men in and fight their way in."

At this point, Qiu Rang showed a rather helpless expression and said, "As for how these bees are controlled... I can't tell either. It's possible that it's animal taming."

"But I don't think it was that uncle from yesterday... whom they call 'Old Meng' who did it."

(End of this chapter)