Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

Ju Qiuming walked at the very back, his feet landing silently on the ground.

Suddenly, he turned around and looked at it intently.

People in uniforms evacuated the crowd and methodically dealt with the mangled corpse.

Their movements were very skilled.

This reminded Ju Qiuming of his childhood. Back then, he didn't have a bank card, and his brother didn't send him money. He worked as an assistant at a pork shop, which used pigs slaughtered that day. Ju Qiuming would watch as the pigs were slaughtered.

First, the pig is washed clean with water. Then, the pig is tied to a wooden stake. A pig-slaughtering knife is taken out, a basin is found, and the pig-slaughtering knife is plunged into the pig's head. Blood gushed out.

Then, it was inflated, scalded with boiling water, its hair scraped off, and its internal organs removed—all in one go.

That's how skilled they are; every movement is the same. They've done it hundreds and thousands of times. It was like this yesterday, it's like this today, and it will certainly be like this tomorrow.

Very skilled.

Just like the group of people now.

Before long, this commercial street will be back in operation, just like a pigsty returning to peace.

This matter may become a hot topic for a while, but it is destined to be forgotten.

If I were to die like this, what would my entire life so far have been for?

".."

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Hanfeng County.

The City of Truth theoretically does not expand outwards, and to date, it has indeed only had that one city as its direct territory. The ideal behind the city's founding was both crude and lofty: to pass on and exchange human wisdom. But lofty beliefs alone cannot survive in this world.

Although the City of Truth did not expand directly, it still had many subordinate forces, including Coldwind County, which is 190 kilometers away from the City of Truth and owns the Esgriri Mine.

The Esgriri Mine, the world's second largest mine, is rich in mineral resources and can be considered one of the best cards in the hands of the City of Truth. Unfortunately, this card does not belong entirely to them, as various countries have shares in it.

There are troops stationed in Hanfeng County, but it doesn't make much difference. With hundreds of thousands of square kilometers of mines, having more troops is pointless; they can only guard the various strategic material warehouses.

However, the skill of advanced martial artists as scouts for infiltration and assassination is still too difficult to counter. After the attack on Coldwind County, the city of truth was notified immediately, and they promised to send reinforcements. One councilor was so furious that he wanted to send Darius, the executive minister of the city of truth, to hunt down those terrorists.

But Darius never came.

There's nothing that can be done if they don't come; Hanfeng County can only do what it's supposed to do first.

These strategic material warehouses are surrounded by various formations. If any intruders break in, they will be marked with symbols to track them down.

However... perhaps the thieves had anticipated this, because after being marked, they broke into the storage location of the anti-isolated ore and stole a portion of it.

That was incredibly clever; those markings were a hybrid of magic and alchemy. While magic was the dominant force, alchemy was also an indispensable part of it.

Anti-isotropy essentially affects the artificial magic circuits of alchemical instruments through its special radiation, thereby disabling the miniature arrays inscribed on them. Many people have tried to further study anti-isotropy so that it can affect the magic circuits of mages, but so far no one has been able to do so.

This was indeed a clever move. The anti-separation technique did interfere with the array's markings, disrupting its magic circuits and rendering the miniature array ineffective. However, the disrupted markings themselves were also a form of intelligence.

After fifteen mages worked day and night to take intensive measurements, they barely managed to pinpoint the approximate location of the two thieves.

The Mach Great Forest.

Moreover, we've already reached the middle of the great forest... In places like this, the army basically can't get in, and capturing people can only be done by individual soldiers.

The person in charge of Hanfeng County had a terrible headache and rubbed his temples.

"Shit... what should we do?"

"Boss..."

"Shut up! I'm thinking of a way."

"No, boss, news has come from the City of Truth."

"?"

"They said... Darius took a helicopter and went to the Mach Forest."

Chapter 45 If you are not afraid of him

Darius poked his head out of the helicopter, searching for his prey, his trench coat fluttering in the strong wind.

Before the intelligence from Coldwind County arrived, he, or rather the law enforcement team of the City of Truth, had already set off.

Twenty helicopters without micro-arrays, except for Darius, were deployed in groups of three to search above the Mach Great Forest. The methods of their search varied.

The minerals plundered by the other party are all quite valuable and have their own properties, such as dolomite and anti-depletion minerals. As long as the distance is close enough, they can be detected by alchemy equipment.

Intelligence from Coldwind County narrowed their search area, but with little effect.

The Mach Forest is already vast, and with the added interference from the anti-separation mechanism, the marked area is quite vague. Finding someone in this vast forest really requires some luck.

But so what? The execution team, with hundreds of people working day and night in three shifts, constantly bringing supplies and conducting a thorough search of everything. If the enemy didn't have that much ore, given the mobility of martial artists, they might have actually escaped. But carrying so much ore would inevitably affect their movement efficiency. In that situation... do they really think they can get away?

【“..”】

Darius frowned slightly.

He adjusted his headset. Unlike a telephone, the signal was extremely unstable within the network's coverage area, becoming increasingly unreliable over distance. It was fine when talking to his own members, but if the people of the City of Truth wanted to contact him, it was a different story—various delays, loss of sound, and intermittent communication.

The sound came through the headset, and Darius listened patiently to it.

A moment later, he began to communicate with his subordinates, instructing half of them to accelerate while the other half maintained their original speed.

The superiors mean that the other side may have abandoned some ore to improve their mobility, so we need to be a little cautious.

Darius's gaze was cold and sharp as he swept it across the ancient forest.

He knew tonight would be another sleepless night.

Darius had experienced many such sleepless nights.

Everything is for climbing higher.

Some men are born to pursue the spotlight. They yearn for the center of the world and long to stand on the highest and most dazzling stage, whether they are remembered for their fame or infamy.

In other words, Darius aspired to become a legend.

What kind of person deserves to be called a legend?

God of War?

No, no, no... the word "legend" is insufficient to describe the God of War. The God of War's life was an epic of grandeur, and many people become legends. But the God of War is probably the only one whose life can be undisputedly called an epic.

An unnamed swordsman from Southern Qin?

No, no, no... It's less a legend and more a myth, a far cry from reality. To this day, a large portion of the world still believes the Nameless Swordsman of Southern Qin never existed. Some of these people are illiterate, while others know the power of the Black Dragon Armor. The Nameless Swordsman of Southern Qin flashed by like a meteor, leaving behind a record so outrageous it borders on the absurd, and then vanished without a trace after that battle. Calling him a legend is an understatement; it's more like a myth.

Sword Saint, Black Dragon Emperor?

The Sword Saint was born in the countryside of a small country like Ouma, and he walked step by step on the soil of the countryside. In the end, he actually won the title of the strongest human. It seems quite legendary, but it is more of an inspiration than a legend.

So, the Black Dragon Emperor?

Despite the countless people's deep hatred for this super war criminal, it is undeniable that his life was truly legendary. His father was incompetent, and he was controlled by others as a puppet emperor. When he finally tried to rebel, he was immediately killed. The Black Dragon Emperor ascended the throne at the young age of twelve. At that time, he had no one he could rely on, and the court was completely controlled by the treacherous minister Gao Xu.

In other words, this was the kind of starting point the Black Dragon Emperor faced at that time.

You are a twelve-year-old child, frail and sickly, with no help whatsoever, and only the title of emperor.

The situation you are facing is:

Gao Xu, a treacherous minister who controlled the court.

A group of eunuchs who could freely enter and leave the inner palace.

A concubine who has ties with the eunuch faction, only thinking about killing you so that her son can ascend to the throne and control most of the palace, and who is not your biological mother.

The north suffered from drought year after year, and the south suffered from floods year after year. The people were destitute and their lives were filled with misery. Uprisings broke out every few days. The only thing to be thankful for was that their slogan was "Purge the court of corrupt officials" instead of "Punish the wicked".

At that time, the overall national strength of the Black Dragon Empire could only be said to be slightly stronger than that of the Southern Qin. The reason it was slightly stronger was that Gao Xu ceded territory and paid indemnities every year, and bought some things from various powers. These were outdated standard equipment that had been phased out by those powers. When they sold them, they probably didn't think about what would happen later.

This situation could be described as an ultimate dead end. The turning point came when the Black Dragon Emperor had a high fever when he was fifteen years old. The fever lasted for a full six months. After six months, he was reborn.

Starting with winning over the palace maids and guards with his personal charm, he went all out from the beginning, abandoning the rotten and incurable court, directly contacting the rebel army, meticulously planning, killing Gao Xu, purging the eunuch clique, and defying public opinion by openly beheading the Empress Dowager and hanging her head on the city wall. This triggered several rounds of riots, each time extremely dangerous and fraught with danger. One wrong step could lead to total defeat, and the margin for error was appallingly low.

But in the end, the Black Dragon Emperor stole the rebels' spoils, cleared away obstacles in the court, and became a true emperor... But is that the end of it?

Absolutely not.

Next, he would face a court with no capable officials, a rebel army that he had manipulated and used to steal the fruits of the uprising, an empty treasury, disloyal generals, and covetous foreign powers.

Is it finished?

No.

Not only did he solve all the aforementioned problems, but he also transformed the Black Dragon Empire into the world's leading military power within a mere nineteen years. To this day, no other nation has been able to crack the full-coverage Black Dragon armor, the bloodline modification technology, or even the connection established with the progenitor race.

The current Seven Luminaries Emperor once said something like this: At that time, a young general volunteered to attack the Black Dragon Capital, saying that he was not afraid of the Black Dragon Emperor. This is how the Seven Luminaries Emperor replied.

'If a person is not afraid of the Black Dragon Emperor, then that person is either evil or stupid.'

The term "bad" needs no explanation; the Black Dragon Emperor is an old war criminal who wantonly tramples on human ethics. The term "stupid" also includes "ignorance," meaning "if you are not afraid of him, it's only because you don't understand him," or simply being stupid and unaware of what he will bring.

A truly incredible legend that rose from adversity. Even though it ended in a dismal failure due to its perverse actions, its legendary status cannot be overshadowed.

The only person in history to be deified as an "emperor" has done countless evil deeds, yet he was still included in the Time-Space Kill card pool and even deified.

The most legendary figure in history.

“Wenren Geshi…” Darius murmured the name, as if trying to gain the legendary status of the Black Dragon Emperor through it.

"minister!"

Suddenly, Darius was startled by the steady shouts of his subordinates.

"An alchemical instrument has malfunctioned... It's anti-decomposed ore!"

Chapter Forty-Six: The Surprise Attack!

"Tsk..."

Darius stood on the ground, holding a piece of anti-reflection material covered in dirt in his hand. There were many pits in the ground.

Clearly, the Corpse Dog and the Devourer had dug a pit and buried the Reverse Body, a task that took them only a few seconds. But for Darius, his mood was far from pleasant. He had thought he'd caught someone and had even notified his men to come this way... but this was the end of it?

He had thought that the range of the anti-separation effect was only that small when he first went down, and that the other side must have used some superb technique to hide their position. He wasted so much time and energy, only to find out in the end that he had been tricked.