Full-Time Magister: The Strongest Summoned Beast is Actually Myself

Chapter 146, The Great Tide Arrives

Chen Hao slowly tightened his five fingers, and the mental prison formed by his mental power gradually contracted. The color drained from the blond man's face, and his eyeballs almost bulged out of their sockets!
"Chen Hao! Stop!" Nan Jue suddenly spoke up and quickly stepped forward to interrupt, and Ai Jiangtu also stepped forward to stop him.

“If we keep pushing, he’ll really die. We don’t need to do this… It’s not worth it in our little world.”

Ai Jiangtu nodded and lowered his voice, saying, "The trial is indeed nearby... If we really kill him, we won't be able to get away easily. There's no need to dirty our hands for someone like him."

Chen Hao slowly released his grip, saying nonchalantly, "It's just a lesson. There's no need to be polite when dealing with this kind of clueless guy."

With a "bang," Huang Mao was thrown to the ground. After rolling around a few times, he collapsed beside the ruins, his body limp and panting heavily like a dead dog.

He finally escaped death, but his pants were already soaked, his crotch was a mess, and his face was contorted with fear. He was no longer the imposing figure he once was.

"Tell me, what should we do with the corpse of this Blue Valley Ferocious Beast?" Chen Hao asked calmly.

"This, of course, belongs to you gentlemen!" The blond-haired man immediately stood up, scrambling down to his knees and kowtowing, his expression extremely obsequious. "This lowly dog ​​was blind to your greatness and offended you all. Please forgive me, please forgive me!"

On the surface, he seemed to have completely given in, but in reality, he was gritting his teeth and had already made up his mind to report the case to the police as soon as these people took away the corpse of the Blue Valley Ferocious Beast, and use the name of the court to make them suffer.

"Snapped!!!"

With a crisp sound, Chen Hao raised his hand and slapped him across the face, making his face turn red, half of his face quickly swelled up, burning with pain, and several of his teeth even loosened.

"Shut your mouth." Chen Hao's voice was as cold as an ice blade. "I'm asking you, how did your district chief turn public property into his own? Don't play dumb with me and say you don't know."

He's not the kind of arrogant protagonist who just slaps someone and walks away. Since he's not going to kill him, he has to clean up the mess.

Take away the Blue Valley Ferocious Beast directly? That's like handing over the hilt of a knife to the other party. If they get sued, the ones coming to cause trouble will be the military of the Sea Battle City, or even the Tokyo Tribunal.

But if Huang Mao personally takes the body away, puts it in the account, and then uses his father's connections to buy it back, it would be equivalent to putting the knife handle back in Chen Hao's hands.

The responsibility for this deal fell on the district head.

From now on, he won't be afraid of reporting the case anymore; he can even expose the other party's entire gray industry chain at any time.

These are all experiences from the martial arts world.

Huang Mao's eyes finally showed genuine fear. He certainly wanted to understand this logic, but he had no room to refuse—the ruthless man in front of him wasn't just trying to scare him; he really intended to force him to his death.

After this series of actions, the Nationalist team members were dumbfounded and full of admiration.

But... there's always a lingering sense of morality that's causing me pain.

……

Near the high embankment in Donghai City, a towering cylindrical building stands out conspicuously, its imposing presence felt even from several blocks away.

After a lot of work, the Nationalist team finally found the person to receive them.

As expected, just like in the original story, the National Government mentors shamelessly sold everyone out as laborers, and the labor was even linked to the National Government team's resource allocation, euphemistically called: training.

That's shamelessness to the extreme.

If you didn't know better, you'd think they were some big shots in academia.

Why are there so many mediocre people in academia? Because the relationship between mentors and students is inherently unequal. Mentors hold the power of life and death over their students. No matter how many years of hard work a student has invested, a mentor can easily ruin it all with a single veto.

However, going against one's mentor will not end well, and that's not in Chen Hao's nature.

Chen Hao directly handed over the task of the four-star squad to the deputy captain Ai Jiangtu, and said that he would not help and that they should do the work themselves.

Anyway, the training resources won't be lacking for him as the captain, even if anyone else is missing; in fact, they might even receive more.

Besides, he's not the one who's most in need of the Star River Vein; whoever's in a hurry should go for it.

That's how power is used.

If Ai Jiangtu were a little more ruthless, he could follow suit; after all, he would still have plenty of resources.

It's just that the other team members will suffer a bit.

Anyway, they call it "experience".

If things get even more outrageous, Chen Hao could designate which team members would win without effort and which would have to fight tooth and nail against the four-star teams, engaging in some kind of underhanded tactics.

And these are just the tip of the iceberg of what he learned in his previous life; the present world will only be more fantastical.

This is why some projects, despite receiving government funding round after round, never achieve any results.

……

Ai Jiangtu was quite righteous, taking the initiative to take on the task instead of adopting Chen Hao's methods of exploiting his team members.

The East Sea Battle City is divided into thirty-two defensive districts, each with thirty narrow lanes, six wide lanes, and one main street. Each district is guarded by a district lord who receives monthly protection funds from the Japanese government and the World Magic Association.

As for whether this money will be used to hire mages, support private forces, or pocket, it all depends on the district lord's word.

As long as the siren can be cleared out of the area during high tide, the remaining money can be spent however one pleases.

This time, the National Government team was assigned to District 20, becoming the district lord's outsourced henchmen.

……

Chen Hao wasn't idle either.

If you're already at the Naval Battle City, it would be unlike you not to take advantage of the freebies and experience the Naval Battle City itself.

So he took the initiative to approach Huang Mao, and followed the clues to find the district chief of the 19th District, who was Huang Mao's father.

Leveraging his access to gray market channels and loopholes in the supply chain, he forcibly negotiated a hiring deal—a monthly stationing contract worth 300 million!

The father and son were furious, their teeth grinding together, but they had no choice but to sign and put their fingerprints on the document.

Chen Hao was directly assigned the task of guarding the Sixth Wide Street of the Nineteenth Block for the next month.

Of course, he doesn't have three heads and six arms; he can't possibly guard an entire region all by himself. Unless he's willing to completely reveal his commanding aura, he simply can't sustain it.

However, if they actually dared to do that, the Court of Judgment would immediately come knocking on their door.

He could have been as shameless as those mentors, legally exploiting people by pulling them from his own team; but in the end, he left himself some leeway to avoid being too greedy.

……

The problem is: he can't send his own people, and hiring outside help is too expensive.

He was only willing to give up 100 million out of the 300 million – the rest, of course, would go into his own pocket.

But a local high-level mage in the Sea Battle City would cost at least 50 million, and hiring just a few people a month would bankrupt the city.

At this moment, Chen Hao thought of a brilliant idea:
Dear juniors from our alma mater! A phone call to Dean Xiao's office resulted in the arrival of ten top students from the main campus the very next day, all of whom are practical students who consistently rank in the top fifty.

These people are all from humble backgrounds or small families. Their cultivation is stuck at the mid-stage perfection level, and they can't break through the high-stage bottleneck. Their families also don't have the resources to provide them with Star River Veins.

They either have to work to save money or join a powerful organization, a noble family, or a position in the Magic Association. However, most ordinary people have lofty ambitions and are unwilling to submit to others.

Freedom is priceless.

The vast majority of them have a secondary profession, the most common being hunter.

But being a hunter isn't a high-paying profession.
Those like Chen Hao and Mo Fan, who can solo demons of the same level and reliably harvest their essence and remnants, are one in a million. Ordinary hunters, even if they team up to hunt a general-level demon, will end up with nothing even if they get its essence because they don't have a necromancer.

Therefore, when Chen Hao offered a monthly salary of ten million, almost no one could refuse.

—You know, they can only scrape together 20 to 30 million a year, and this time they can get a third of it, so why wouldn't they accept?
……

A few days later, the high tide finally arrived.

The sound of the tide was like thunder, and the magical alarms blared from the direction of the seawall, making the entire East Sea City seem to tremble at that moment.

The sky was gray and the dark clouds rolled in, as if the power of a raging sea was gathering in the heavens.

The moisture control system of Donghai City has been fully activated, with beams of magical energy shooting into the sky and forming a blue warning net on the edge of the city.

As the white waves on the sea gradually approached, an intense, suffocating magical aura swept in from the direction of the sea, as if the elements themselves had transformed into a visible force field, crisscrossing and colliding above the entire city.

The tide surged continuously, gradually approaching from the initial distance of a hundred meters from the low breakwater, where patches of mud and sand were exposed. The tide first pounded against the foot of the breakwater, each impact stronger than the previous wave.

Unlike the ancient capital where battles were fought against walls, the existence of the low embankment was purely a boundary, representing that the battlefield was about to begin.

The real line of defense is the high embankment at the rear; that is the true shield of Tokyo.

The original Donghai City was further divided into thirty-two blocks, and on the rooftops of the buildings in each block stood several mages. Looking down from above, the number of these mages was equally astonishing...

The monstrous tide eventually breached the low embankment.

That is no longer the ocean tide of nature.

The most powerful tsunami that ordinary people have ever witnessed is only a dozen meters high. Standing under such a giant wave, a human would instinctively tremble and collapse. But the tidal wave that is now crashing in is a demonic tide summoned by tens of thousands of sea monsters through the resonance of their demonic songs!
That was a vast, deep blue, which stirred up a water curtain a hundred meters high. That water curtain was conscious, roaring, and angry!
The entire sky seemed to tilt.

The low dike at the front was completely swallowed up in the first wave of the tidal bore, swept into the blue and white giant waves. The waves were like a giant tongue, falling from the sky and scraping away a layer of the land directly in front of the naval city.

The top ten neighborhoods—blocks one through ten—were destroyed and submerged by the waves created by the siren before the tide even receded.

The giant hand of the sea flattened the front of the city, as if those blocks had never existed!

Blocks 10 to 20, serving as the front line in this operation, were protected from the main surge of the tide by the high ground, but the situation was not much better.

The towering buildings were instantly submerged up to waist height, the streets turned into waterways, and the mages had to climb to higher ground to fight back.

In the tide, countless dark shadows rushed in, as if the deep sea had exploded, unleashing an army of thousands of sea monsters of varying sizes!

These sea monsters glide through the waves, such as schools of mermaids, tentacle octopuses, and giant crabs with heavy scales, landing and attacking in the broken streets. They are adept at fighting in flooded terrain, move like the wind, and even push into the heart of the streets.

After several days of training, the National Government team members were already in position on the tallest building in the 20th block. Given the severity of the situation, Ai Jiangtu dared not allow anyone to be separated easily.

The same thing happened to Chen Hao in the neighboring 19th block.

"Don't run around. Today is going to be a tough battle. If you can't hold on, just retreat. There's no need to push yourself so hard."

Chen Hao stood on the rooftop, the wind and rain lashing against his armor, his voice clearly reaching everyone's ears.

In the team, the two water-type mages were so frightened that their legs went weak. Although they had some practical experience, they had never experienced such a large-scale scene before. The Tokyo Naval Battle City's Great Tide dungeon was still too shocking for them.

"Don't worry, I'll protect you," Chen Hao reassured him. He had assured Dean Xiao that there would be no casualties.

"Senior Chen Hao, we'll be fine!" Li Junjia from the Thunder Department said, trying to encourage them.

"Yeah, it's not shameful if you can't hold on, you'll still get paid."

Just then, the cry of a baby was heard.

"Waaaaah~~Waaaah~~~Waaaah~~~~~~"

"Oh my god, whose child has been swept away?" A young wind-elemental student exclaimed in alarm and was about to run over to check.

"Go save them!" The others didn't think too much about it.

"Wait!" Chen Hao quickly called out to the man, reminding him, "This is Sea Battle City, there can't be any babies here. It must be a special kind of sea monster that can imitate the cries of human babies. Demons are very cunning."

As he spoke, he approached the wind-elemental student, his gaze fixed on the sleeping bag floating on the water.

The raindrops continued to fall, and a damp, cold sea fog blanketed the world. The tide had already flooded the streets, and buildings lay in ruins. Yet the sleeping bag floated motionless on the water's surface, seemingly containing a tiny baby curled up inside, emitting heartbreaking cries.

"Waaaa...waaaa...waaaa..."

The sound was particularly jarring in the rain and mist, as if striking at the last vestiges of human compassion and reason.

"Don't come near."

Chen Hao's tone turned cold, and a hint of murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

boom!
A bolt of lightning condensed in his hand and slammed into the water.

The electric arc exploded like a spider web, instantly illuminating the water's surface!
Suddenly, the sleeping bag, which had been floating quietly, sprang open, and a pale, hairless face covered with blood vessels and cracks emerged from it, like that of an infant. However, its features were twisted and rotten, and its mouth was split to the roots of its ears, emitting a sharp and piercing shriek!

"It really is a demon!!"

Everyone's heart was shocked.

"This is a White Crying Demon, an extremely rare individual among sirens. It lures humans close, and then—"

click!
Realizing she had been exposed, Bai Qiyao went all out. A shadow darted out of the sleeping bag at lightning speed. The snake-like body, with long, gray-white hair like tentacles, stabbed towards the wind-element student's brow!
"Humph!"

Chen Hao reacted even faster, slashing down with his greatsword. A powerful burst of fighting spirit shot out, and wherever it passed, the white snake's tentacles shattered inch by inch. It swept across Bai Qiyao's body with overwhelming force, splitting it in two!
"Thank you so much, Brother Chen Hao!!"

The wind-elemental student collapsed to the ground, his face pale, his heart almost skipping a beat.

Chen Hao sheathed his sword, glanced at everyone, and said calmly, "Remember, this is a battlefield, not an academy. If you hesitate for even half a second, your life will be gone."

"Yes!!!"

Everyone's expression turned solemn as they looked in awe at the young man standing with his back to them.

……

(End of this chapter)