Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

The internal energy spread out, like a vast sea of ​​clouds, pouring forth in a mighty torrent.

He stood there, motionless, seemingly lost in thought or reminiscing.

Finally, when numerous top-tier warriors caught up with him and the shadow of the giant zombie completely enveloped him, he spoke.

The sound was dreamlike and ethereal, like mist dispersing in the air. It could be seen but not touched, and could not be retained. Although it looked very thick, it would dissipate as soon as the wind blew, and could never be found again.

"The exquisite sword of the void, Yin Zhen? Heavenly dispel."

Ying Qin Guan's figure suddenly vanished!

Blinding white light pierced through the giant zombie's body from top to bottom, bottom to top, left to right, right to left... from countless directions. The white light did not disappear immediately after it pierced through, but remained briefly inside the giant zombie's body, like shackles that bound it tightly.

The final white light slashed down, severing the giant zombie's head... Ying Qin Guan had learned his lesson. Although he had severed the giant zombie's limbs, he still used considerable strength to fling the giant zombie's head into a place that, even if it could move, it wouldn't be able to reach for a while.

The elite warriors who arrived at the battlefield slowed down... firstly, because they couldn't believe that a giant zombie so badly beaten could revive so quickly, and secondly, because they felt that even stopping to offer some casual, nosy praise in the face of this scene was only right.

Ying Qin Guan sheathed his sword. Perhaps worried that the group hadn't heard the name of his move, he said calmly, "This move is called—"

"Hey..." Nefertari squinted and pointed behind Ying Qin Guan.

Ying Qin Guan turned around and heard a loud crash. Miss Shadow, unable to stop, crashed through one wall and then slammed into a second wall, sinking into it completely.

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".."

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Silence, silence is Bird today.

Finally, the silence was broken by Ying Qin Pass.

He calmly turned his head, pretending nothing had happened, his expression indifferent, and said softly:

"This move is called Yin Zhen Tian Jie."

Chapter Forty-Two: Awakening

There was a curse in her mind, but Shadow hesitated whether to utter it. Ultimately, she didn't, because going back, returning to the battlefield... at that moment, was something that truly required courage.

On Ying Qin Pass's side, what could have been a perfectly executed display of power was ruined by the shadow, leaving it neither here nor there, losing all its momentum. He immediately stopped and decisively turned around, giving everyone no chance to continue thinking, and charged towards the giant zombie's head.

No sooner said than done, less than two seconds had passed since Ying Qin Guan's sword strike ended. In that brief moment, the flesh beneath the giant zombie's head began to churn again, fleshy buds sprouting like tentacles, threatening to grow another body...

boom!

Ed suddenly appeared from the side. Among all the top-tier people present, he was the only one who showed no respect whatsoever, having no intention of stopping to watch Ying Qin Guan show off. He kept chasing after the head, and now, among everyone present, only he had caught up. His figure was like a pawn crossing a river, showing no sign of retreating. If the shadow was forced to stick to the wall, then he deliberately... bumped into the giant zombie's head!

A terrifying explosion rang out as Ed smashed through the giant zombie's head, leaving him covered in a thick, gray liquid. Yet, his face remained indifferent, and in his hand he carried a man encased in a fleshy mass... the very origin of it all, an agent of the Ang Empire.

Ed, holding the man, turned around expressionlessly, looking at the head. As long as the head showed any signs of regeneration, he would not hesitate to pull out the man's spine... Yes, he now suspected that the man had an undead worm mother inside him, and that it could influence giant zombies from a distance.

But this did not happen.

After the man was removed by Ed, the giant zombie could no longer regenerate its body, which suggests that the Undead Mother was indeed inside him.

Ed acted decisively, his hand like a knife, piercing the skin on the man's back, then turning him over so that everyone could see his spine, which was indeed corroded by the Undying Worm.

The undead worm mother was still functioning, and the skin that Ed had cut open was healing extremely quickly. However, the speed was nowhere near that of the previous giant zombie; it was more like an ordinary undead worm, suggesting that the giant zombie was special.

"Ah, it seems like it's a great success so far." Ed paused, casually shaking the man. Ying Qin Guan felt a chill run down his spine. Ed was covered in a thick, gray liquid, and the man's body was covered in tumors. If Ying Qin Guan were like that, he could probably wash himself with sword light. But Ed was completely unaffected... In that respect alone, he was far superior to ordinary people.

“But the problem is, can we take this guy out?” Ed stroked his chin. “For other guys who escaped from the city, it’s fine to quarantine them for a while. But this guy, it’s obviously covered in viruses, disinfection is impossible. But... can this mutated immortal worm really withstand the high temperature?”

The host of the Undying Worm has two weaknesses: the spine and the brain. When these two areas are attacked, the Undying Worm will be unable to protect its host. At this point, the Undying Worm will rapidly revert to its egg form. The egg has strong survival and adaptability, but it is not truly immortal.

The flames used for disinfection are quite hot, capable of burning through the skin and reaching the spine and brain. Whether the immortal worm can withstand it is hard to say. Firstly, no one has conducted specific tolerance experiments, and secondly, this thing has clearly mutated. If we still use our old knowledge to view it, then empiricism will truly kill us.

Of course, they didn't need to solve this problem; the Nephalem reported it and quickly received a reply.

“Bring him out. We’ve already experimented with the eggs of the immortal insect, and it can withstand high temperatures. If it dies because its heat resistance has decreased due to mutation, it wouldn’t be a bad thing.”

As the person in charge of this matter, Piez was very decisive. He did not need to consider the thoughts of those ambitious people and did everything according to his wishes.

Since he had said so, no one had any objections. Just as Ed was about to drag the agent out, a hoarse voice suddenly spoke.

It was the Ten Commandments. Even though his eyes were bandaged, he still turned around and looked at the agent. "He's awake."

All eyes turned to the agent, but he remained unresponsive, still appearing unconscious. No one rushed to offer their opinion, as that would easily lead to being proven wrong.

Sure enough, after a period of waiting, the agent suddenly coughed violently a few times and vomited a bunch of gray liquid mixed with some pieces of flesh.

Then he opened his eyes, looked around, his expression sad, but not flustered.

"It seems..." Due to his profession, Nephalem had studied psychology and micro-expression analysis. Of course, he didn't need to have studied that much now; even Ying Qin Guan could tell that this person's reaction was off.

As the Nephalem dialed the walkie-talkie, he said:

"You seem to know what happened during this time."

Yes, if the agent had completely lost his memory during this period, then when he woke up, he would be in a state of extreme panic, surrounded by a desolate and ruined world, and these guys around him who were obviously strong enough to fight...

However, he showed no sign of panic, only a sorrowful expression.

“I can indeed see everything outside.” The man put his hands on his knees, and after a few pushes, he stood up. He reached out and tore open a piece of fleshy growth on his body. “This disaster… was brought about by me.”

“You did make a mistake, but as an agent, you were just carrying out your mission.” Nephalem crossed his arms and said calmly, “Your country tried to get its hands on things it couldn’t, sending you deep into the Black Dragon Ruins... You’re just reaping what you sowed. It’s just a pity about so many innocent people. What did they do wrong that disaster suddenly struck?”

The man shook his head, closed his eyes, and said softly, "Everyone...please listen to me. Things are a little different from what you imagine. In the end, it's true that the immortal worm lurking in my body mutated. However, some details may not be recorded in the books, and I'll tell you..."

"The Black Dragon laboratory I found wasn't researching how to modify the Undead. Although much of the data is lost due to the passage of time, I still gleaned some clues. The Black Dragon Empire was researching the Undead's memories..."

"They seem to be trying to stably activate a memory from the Undying Worm's past lives, even earlier ones, and their research on the Undying Worm is limited to this. The data shows that the one I have hasn't been studied yet. In other words, the Undying Worm on me hasn't been modified by the Black Dragon Empire at all, let alone mutated..."

"However, it did mutate and secretly parasitized my body, causing this great catastrophe..."

"I think there's no other thing that could make it like this."

Chapter Forty-Three: An Unreasonable Request

More than a year ago, the groundbreaking ultimate alchemical weapon, Doomsday, was officially put into use.

The United Nations spent a great deal of manpower, resources, and money to develop this weapon.

Alchemists from several countries worked tirelessly, day and night, to construct one incredible magic circuit after another, inscribing them onto this steel behemoth.

Ultimately, this ultimate weapon was created, and it was put into use immediately upon its creation.

For every person who proposes to make this weapon, there will inevitably be someone who opposes it. The United Nations has spent far too much on this. Those who proposed making this weapon desperately need the end of the world to deliver a victory and silence their critics.

Thus, the apocalypse was activated, and the Black Dragon capital, which had been under siege for so long, was instantly reduced to ruins.

The Black Dragon Emperor, who rose from adversity and whose terror sent shivers down people's spines, was also annihilated by the artillery fire and disappeared without a trace.

This is "the end of the world".

Its effect is just like its name.

Despite its fatal weakness of high energy consumption, it has a global reach and can strike anywhere it's aimed at. Even without exerting its full power, it directly reduced the capital of Heilongjiang, covering an area of ​​60,000 square kilometers, to ruins.

In folk tales of the strange and supernatural, various peculiar weapons often appear, such as the "immortal sword" or the "demon sword." The "demon sword," in particular, might be beyond its master's control, requiring the user to kill or otherwise stabilize it.

This is of course just a fantasy, because such a weapon simply does not exist in reality. A weapon is a weapon; how could it have its own thoughts or be out of control?

Until the end of the world.

Of course, this doesn't mean that a spirit suddenly appeared during the apocalypse. Rather, it means that some things released during the apocalypse are just like those in novels—uncontrollable and extremely dangerous.

What was released by the apocalypse was, of course, its radiation.

The radiation from the apocalypse is terrifying, immeasurable, and unbearable, and may lead to any bizarre outcome.

Biological mutations, sudden strange diseases, cell carcinogenesis... some people even committed suicide due to depression after exploring the Black Dragon Ruins. It can be said that the Black Dragon Ruins is now a forbidden area, a forbidden area where anything can happen.

After the agent uttered those words, a brief silence fell over the room. This silence could have lasted longer, but it was broken by someone.

"You mean..." Piez's calm voice came through the walkie-talkie, "You think... the mutation of these undead worms isn't because of the Black Dragon Empire, but because of the radiation from the apocalypse?"

The man gave a bitter laugh and said, "Unless the Black Dragon Empire falsified those documents... what are they after?"

Yes... what is the Black Dragon Empire after? Could they have foreseen their own demise, foreseen the arrival of the man, and then secretly laid this ambush just to destroy the capital of this small country that is insignificant to them?

What is this concept?

'The greatest prophet of the Great Whirlpool Galaxy, the seer, used all his life's energy to make a prophecy and received the answer from God. Then he exhausted all the energy in the galaxy to build a wormhole and traveled to another planet, where he found a golden hoe.'

"Great!" said the prophet. "Now I can use a golden hoe to till the ground."

It's this kind of behavior that's completely illogical and makes people think it's utterly insane.

Therefore, it can only be concluded that the radiation from the apocalypse caused all of this.

Ying Qin Guan's heart was in turmoil. He had always believed it was the Black Dragon's conspiracy... In his eyes, the Black Dragon was the root of all evil. He felt it was reasonable to blame them for all the evil in the world, but he never expected it to be like this...

As he was thinking this, he heard Ed laugh beside him, "Just as I expected..."

really?!

Ying Qin Guan frowned. The fact that Ed had uttered this word meant that he had already guessed it.

He looked around and saw that everyone had a "I knew it" look on their faces, so he hurriedly started to imitate them... but he couldn't hold back for long.

He felt it was unreasonable, very unreasonable, and he couldn't naturally pretend that he already knew. Because he felt that acting this way was wrong... But Ying Qin Guan still had some self-awareness when it came to serious matters. He knew that there must be aspects he hadn't considered.

After much deliberation, his curiosity finally overcame his pride, and he whispered to Nephalem, "Did you all have a prior guess about the cause of the apocalyptic radiation?"

Nefertari glanced at Ying Qin Guan with some surprise, nodded, and replied in a low voice, "That's right... the core of the Black Dragon Ruins, a place with intense radiation, was originally just a guess."

"Then why didn't you bring it up earlier?"

"What's the use of bringing it up? If the radiation from the apocalypse caused all this, then it's as if the immortal worm did nothing. And we can't prove that the immortal worm didn't do anything; we can only try to find evidence of what happened to it... I just didn't expect him to bring such firsthand information, proving that the immortal worm really is clean."

Ying Qin Guan frowned and asked again, "No... if you had already guessed this, then if the radiation from the apocalypse caused all of this, why use the apocalypse in the first place?"

This time, faced with the disaster in Bird City, the United Nations still intends to use the apocalypse to solve the problem. But if, as the Nephalem claimed, they had already foreseen that it might be caused by radiation from the apocalypse, then why would the United Nations continue to use the apocalypse?

Who knows what kind of biological mutation will occur after this is launched!

“That’s not how it works,” Nephalem shook his head. “We didn’t know the exact cause before, so our guesses were just that—guesses. What if we find out later that it’s research by the Black Dragon Empire? Then one Doomsday spell would solve the problem. But if it really is radiation, then we can only use mages to slowly kill the virus. But what if some alien race comes here and tries to break through the barrier and spread the virus? If we don’t have a way to destroy the virus then, we’re doomed. Even using another Doomsday spell would be a hundred times better than the virus spreading…”

"Moreover, it's just transporting the necessary energy over; it might not actually be used. It's just ensuring that the apocalypse can be activated immediately when needed. Being able to use it when you want to and not being able to use it when you want to are two different things."

This reasoning barely convinced Ying Qin Guan; he had witnessed the power of the virus firsthand. If it were to truly spread, it would bring disaster to the entire continent. While the apocalypse was devastating, it paled in comparison to this.