Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

Most of his doubts dissipated, and at this moment, the man spoke again. He looked around and said softly:

"Ladies and gentlemen... I have a favor to ask."

"Please kill me and this mutated immortal worm here."

Chapter Forty-Four Serum

Kill me.

This is a rather rare, but not entirely non-existent, "request".

Survival is a human instinct, but there are always things that can transcend instinct, and that is the difference between humans and wild animals.

The man's request was expected by everyone, even though it sounded against his instincts. But looking at his current situation, it was clear that the request was actually quite normal.

Because of me, the capital of the country was destroyed, my wife, children, parents, and friends all died, more than 12 million people lost their lives forever, and I was parasitized by an immortal worm, destined to have little time left... Now that things have come to this, what meaning does life have?

Will I be condemned by everyone after I go out?

Unfortunately, he no longer has that courage. For a man, living is a very courageous thing, and Ying Qin Guan can understand this very well. However, he is different. He has a goal of revenge and an overwhelming hatred. Those things support him to crawl out of hell and take the heads of his enemies.

What's truly incomprehensible is the additional requirement he attached.

He wanted to take the immortal worm with him and kill it too.

Is it because of hatred for this immortal worm, hatred for this true source of all evil?

Speaking of which, what is the real source of all evil? Is it the country of Ang? This country drove men to the Black Dragon Ruins, which led to all of this.

Or is it...?

Is it the man himself?

Is it an immortal insect?

Is this the end of the world?

It seems to be both, and yet it seems to be neither, but this hatred for the immortal worm is indeed understandable.

"Your abilities are extraordinary..." The man's gaze swept over the crowd, lingering on Kui for a moment. He might not recognize the others, but he knew Kui. "Only the United Nations could mobilize such a large force."

"I want to take this immortal worm away, partly because of my hatred for it, and partly because... I don't want to see other countries repeat the same mistake."

"None of us know anything about this mutated undead worm. Byrd's affair is destined to be exposed, and those who are determined will eventually find the truth. If the mother worm is taken out, I have reason to suspect it won't die in the end, but will be kept in captivity, just like all undead worms. That period will be an opportunity for ambitious individuals and alien races... I know the possibility is very small. But I really don't want that to happen again, because just recently, such a low-probability mutation led to such a catastrophe..."

"Therefore, I hope that you can kill me and this immortal worm together here."

".."

Silence remained in the room.

None of them could actually decide this matter; only Piez could.

On Piez's side, Lan Xiu, standing to the side, spoke up in a low voice: "Commander, this mutated undead worm has great research value. Perhaps in some places, the zombie virus is still circulating, and we might be able to study something from this parent organism, like serum or something..."

Piez fell silent. Lanxiu's words made sense; what if the virus was still spreading in other places...

"If that's what you're worried about."

Suddenly, a cold voice came from afar. Mu Nandong, dressed in a black robe, lifted the curtain, looked around, and calmly dropped a super bomb that blew the entire tent apart.

"I've made the serum."

-

For some reason, the walkie-talkie went into a strange mess and then went silent. Nephalem and his group waited for a long time before they finally heard Piez's reply. His voice sounded tired, relieved, and with a hint of disbelief.

"...This is a very reasonable request. I also do not want to see the Undying Worm Mother bring about disaster again for various reasons, so this matter...is approved."

"But be very careful to make sure the immortal worms are completely killed. Don't be like those cheesy novellas on the market that force in a sequel."

— Piez was quite prescient. In the near future, this tactic will be widely adopted by various films: forcibly lowering the bar before the film ends and leaving a cliffhanger. If the box office is good, a sequel will be made; if the box office is bad, it will be as if nothing happened.

However, with so many top-tier individuals present, they certainly wouldn't make such a basic mistake.

Piez's decision relieved some of them. If this matter had been left to certain individuals to discuss, the Undead Mother might have been retrieved in the end, causing all sorts of trouble. This thing did indeed have extremely high research value... But having solved the biggest problem—the zombie virus—Piaez made a decisive choice to end it all here.

".."

After a brief silence, Nephalem stepped forward and said, "Then, I'll make the move."

No one tried to stop them; they weren't children anymore, and death was the most helpless choice a person could make.

Sometimes it takes more courage to live than to die.

Nephalem reached out and pressed his hand on the other person's head. As a fellow agent, he was probably the one who understood the other person the most.

So he said softly, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

The man replied, "I really have nothing more to say. Please do it quickly... I can feel the immortal worms rapidly eroding my brain."

Nephalem sighed softly and said nothing more. He channeled his inner energy into the other man's crown chakra, taking his life.

Then, just as the other's body was about to collapse, Nephalem suddenly reached out and pulled out his spine. A surge of violent internal energy erupted, peeling it apart segment by segment. He quickly caught the Undead Worm hidden inside, which had not yet completely expelled its eggs. Undead Worms expel their eggs when they sense that their host is about to die, thus sustaining their lives.

Without hesitation, the Nephalem enveloped the immortal worm with his inner energy, then squeezed it in, bit by bit, until finally crushing the worm into a mass of gray liquid. Even this liquid was not spared; the Nephalem gave Darius a wink, who understood and, with a simple incantation, incinerated all the liquid.

If things are already like this, and this thing can still be resurrected, then the Nephalem should be the first to raise their hands and vote to remove this thing from the special alien races and move it to the progenitor alien races category.

“I’ll bury him,” the Nephalem said. “If you’re not in a hurry, please wait here for a bit, so that I don’t cause any more trouble and have no way to explain myself.”

The others roughly understood what the Nephalem meant: if this thing were to actually come back to life in the future, and the Nephalem was the last to leave and had been alone with the corpse, there would be no way to explain it away. Although the possibility was very low, it was better to be on the safe side.

The Nephalem erected a simple grave for the man, clapped his hands, sighed, and came back to his senses.

"Let's go... This matter is settled."

The real world at the end of the book

The Nephalem are right. This matter ends here; the rest is no longer relevant to everyone.

Having learned the whole story, and upon returning to the camp, upon learning that Mu Nandong had developed the serum, the matter was considered to have come to a perfect end...?

Is that really the case?

"What will become of this city in the end?"

On the way back, Ying Qin Guan asked this question: if there are no unexpected twists and turns, then the apocalypse cannot be used anymore. So, what should be done with this city?

The Nephalem said, "Fire."

"fire?"

"fire."

Ying Qin Guan understood. He looked back... and saw a dead city.

Bird City had a total population of over twelve million, but only a fraction of them escaped. And not all of those who escaped survived.

The only saving grace is that this virus has a limited ability to withstand high temperatures. So in the end, it was able to use this fire to incinerate everything.

What if this virus is heat-resistant...?

Ying Qin Guan was thinking about all sorts of random things. In reality, a virus that can survive in the air for five days after leaving the human body and can withstand boiling water has already broken through the heavens in terms of survival ability. If it can withstand high temperatures... this is no longer a virus, it's practically a new organism.

-

Upon returning to camp, the fighters successfully completed their mission, and the United Nations awarded each participant a medal of honor in recognition of their contributions to the event.

Perhaps it's because top-tier individuals aren't particularly short of money. Therefore, the rewards aren't particularly materialistic. However, Ying Qin Guan felt that material points were a good option... though he naturally couldn't bring himself to say it.

This matter should have ended there, but the fighters were told to stay another night and not leave until after the meeting the next day.

It seems there's something else to announce, but they haven't fully discussed it internally, so they'll have to keep everyone for another night.

The following day, Piez met with everyone again, still inside that tent.

"You are all witnesses to this event, and most of the clues were found by you one by one. I won't waste any more words."

"The United Nations hopes that everyone will keep the secrets of what happened here. If you must reveal any part of it... then please say that Black Dragon is the mastermind behind everything, and that the mutated immortal worms were caused by Black Dragon's research institute."

Yes, this was a decision made by the United Nations yesterday after discussions.

They decided to make the Black Dragon Empire take the blame.

The Doomsday's position is actually quite awkward. Although it destroyed the capital of the Black Dragon Empire with a single shot upon its debut, its enormous consumption, the astronomical annual maintenance costs, its continent-wide attack range, and its ability to be activated in an extremely short time and unstoppable... all keep many people up at night.

Given that the apocalypse is an indiscriminate attack, causing casualties to civilians, damage to the land, and incalculable harm from radiation, the status of the apocalypse is truly awkward.

"If this matter gets out, it will be detrimental to the Apocalypse in every way. We will be more cautious about the use of the Apocalypse in the future. But as for this matter... it's better to pin the blame on the Black Dragon Empire."

"Twelve million people died in Bird City. Those involved include the Emperor of the Ang Empire, an agent, an undead worm, and Doomsday... The first three are already dead. Although it's unreasonable, if the truth is exposed, the remaining anger will be vented on Doomsday... This is something we don't want to see."

"Therefore, I hope everyone is aware of this matter."

"At least for now, we cannot reveal the truth."

-

After Ying Qin Guan returned to Qi Yao, the Imperial Academy had just started its winter break.

The events in Bird City couldn't be kept secret any longer; twelve million people had died... The last time so many died was when the Southern Qin Dynasty fell. However, most of the Southern Qin people died while fleeing. After all, the Black Dragon only sent fifteen hundred Jue Tian soldiers and three thousand logistics personnel to attack the Southern Qin. Even if twelve million pigs were standing in front of them to slaughter, they couldn't kill them all.

This incident ignited the entire continent, with people rushing to criticize the Black Dragon Empire. As a result, the status of the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin inexplicably rose a little higher... but Ying Qin Guan was not happy.

When he was exploring Bird City, he didn't have the concept of "twelve million people died" because everyone he encountered looked like a zombie. But after returning to the Seven Stars and feeling the public outcry around him, he finally realized that...twelve million people had died.

Because of the Emperor of the Ang Empire's orders, because of that agent. Because of the Undying Worm, because of the virus, because of the apocalypse, and also because of the Black Dragon Empire.

If all of this were truly the work of the Black Dragon Empire, Ying Qin Pass might not have felt anything. But this event was indeed caused by the radiation from the apocalypse...

He had mixed feelings, but he couldn't express them to anyone.

Subsequently, at the invitation of Time and Space Killing Company, Ying Qin Guan came to the company's headquarters and began recording the voice of the sound card.

According to the rules of Time-Space Kill Company, Ying Qin Guan could take the voice card with him. However, if he did, he would have to sign a contract prohibiting him from reselling or giving the card away in any form. If he didn't take it, Time-Space Kill would auction it off at an appropriate time or give it away as the final reward for some event, at which point a portion of the proceeds would be transferred to Ying Qin Guan. Although Ying Qin Guan didn't have much money, he wasn't short of cash, and ultimately chose to accept the voice card.

During the recording, Ying Qin Guan reviewed his own voice recording and then expressed his opinion.

"Um, regarding the voice lines for the Consciousness Slash... I have some ideas of my own. Can I record it according to my own ideas?"

"Of course, Mr. Ying, that's your prerogative... Of course, the premise is that the voice must match the character and preferably have some connection with the skill... You must know this yourself, so please do as you see fit."

"Um.."