Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

"She should be penniless... What, you're asking why she's so old and still acts like a child, using a cheap village sword to fight slimes? Isn't that how it is in other shonen manga? Don't you understand? An amateur is an amateur. Nobody understands shonen manga better than me!"

"Shouldn't the protagonist be portrayed as disabled? This would allow them to better support minority groups and also showcase their indomitable spirit despite their physical limitations..."

"Gibberish gibberish..."

Finally... Shenxin put down his paintbrush.

She was calm and composed, appearing even more detached from worldly desires than a man in a state of enlightenment.

The scene depicts a wrinkled Black woman missing an arm, whose body retains some features of a slime. She is dragging her waist and holding a sword that the village chief, who is perhaps old enough to be her son, has given her as "the best sword in the village," and she is about to embark on an adventure.

"This is perfect..." the office worker exclaimed. "This is the perfect protagonist for a shonen manga. Now no one can say anything about it."

Yu Xietian remained calm and agreed, "Yes, it's perfect. With our help, you've created such a perfect protagonist for a shonen manga. It'll surely be a huge success. Um... about the payment..."

The office worker ignored Yu Xietian. After a moment of astonishment, he said, "Unfortunately... this doesn't seem to attract the audience. I'll make some minor revisions..."

Shenxin's lips twitched, thinking, "You're hopeless, you idiot."

As she watched the office worker put pen to paper, she drew a beautiful girl with silver hair, red eyes, and twin tails next to her.

"Okay, this is how we'll change the main character. It'll definitely attract a lot of people!"

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After a long silence, the two Yorozuya members simultaneously unleashed a torrent of heart-wrenching complaints.

"So what the hell are you doing here?!"

"Completely! He's become! A completely! different person!!"

Reward

—It's the beginning of the month again, time to turn things around! I'm going to update like crazy! (And to all the other authors who are going to kill Hedgehog Cat!)

—Just kidding, I couldn't do that!

But I have indeed been too lazy lately, and I think I also promised my group members, so I decided to push myself a little harder.

As before, one extra chapter will be added for every 150 monthly votes, 150 blades, or 15,000 yuan in donations, and a round of statistics will be conducted at noon on November 7th.

Furthermore... human strength is limited. As you've seen, my update speed is slow, and that's only with a certain amount of backlog. I can only guarantee that I will finish repaying the debts. But how long it will take depends on fate. I need to make this clear beforehand to avoid being scolded later. I will give a clear answer when the statistics are compiled on November 7th. I will definitely finish repaying the debts before [date]. If I don't finish, then it's the same old story.

that's all.

—I forgot to add the current data earlier. I'll add it now so it will be easier to compare later.

7549 monthly passes

72.57 million donations

2809 blades

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Chapter Three: The Remnants of Southern Qin (Part 1)

After completing the recording of the sound card, Ying Qin flew back to Qiyao, and the popularity of the Bird City incident remained high.

People are usually generous with their sense of justice when something doesn't concern them personally, and Black Dragon was once again thrust into the spotlight. But more than that, there was nothing they could do. The Black Dragon Empire had long since been destroyed, so what could they do? Although many people had died in Bird City, they were ultimately people unrelated to them.

I imagine it won't be long before the hype surrounding this matter fades away.

When Ying Qin Guan returned to Qi Yao, it was already winter vacation. He hadn't even had a few days of rest when he received a call from the film crew asking him to come and film.

—But not the movie crew of Zhu Huan, but the previous variety show crew, the one with four groups of twelve people competing for the gold card to speak.

They had received word that the Magic Network was fully completed, and Qiyao had initially planned to wait and see regarding the installation of television sets. However, due to various reasons, they ultimately decided to implement the television sets immediately upon completion of the Magic Network, without waiting any longer.

Therefore, the production team plans to complete the final recording of the program before that date.

The final program was planned from the beginning.

"Borrowing Objects for a Race"

The game is exactly as the name suggests: participants race, but they need to acquire certain items. The specific rules vary from place to place, and the production team will likely add some elements to increase drama and entertainment value.

Ying Qin Guan received the news on January 23rd. The production team planned to officially start filming on January 27th and finish it in one day, asking them to make time on that day.

Ying Qin Guan was an old idler, and always had plenty of time.

Because of the incident in Bird City, he had some wild thoughts when he first returned to the Seven Stars, but he quickly put the matter aside.

Ying Qin Guan could always let go of anything so easily. Otherwise, he would have gone mad long ago. As for whether he had truly let go, only those long, silent nights knew.

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The next day, Ying Qin Guan went to the board game arcade for a while, then quickly left. Jiu Yi wasn't there either; students either left or didn't come. Those who chose to stay on campus during winter and summer breaks were unlikely to waste their time at the arcade. Even those who wanted to play cards thought that with Jiu Yi gone and Teacher Ying seemingly preoccupied, and with not enough people to gather, they simply wouldn't go. Everyone thought the same thing. Thus, a vicious cycle ensued, and the board game arcade truly became deserted.

For a long time before, Ying Qin Guan would feel lost whenever he left the board game arcade unless it was for a meal or when he wasn't there. But now he feels different.

After leaving the board game arcade, with nothing else to do, he went to cook. Food always brings happiness, especially in the dead of winter...

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Ying Qin Guan thought for a moment, then went up to the third floor, intending to have some hot pot. Although eating hot pot alone was a bit lonely, it was really delicious...

Ying Qin Guan entered a hot pot restaurant. Although it was winter break, quite a few students were still at the Imperial Academy. Despite the cold weather, there were quite a few people eating hot pot. What was surprising about Ying Qin Guan's reaction was that this group consisted entirely of men and women...

Ying Qin was deeply saddened that the Imperial Academy had such an improper academic atmosphere!

Huh, a male-male relationship?

Ying Qin Guan looked closely and realized it was Fu Feihan and the gray-haired man. Ying Qin Guan vaguely remembered that this guy's surname was Jing, but he forgot his exact name. It seemed that after the midterm commission last semester, the two of them inexplicably became close.

Ying Qin Guan hesitated for a moment, torn between eating alone and going up to say hello and waiting for them to invite him to eat together.

—Why wait for them to invite you to eat instead of joining them on your own initiative? Of course, who is Ying Qin Guan? Would he take the initiative to ask others to join him?

But before he could even hesitate to play, Fu Feihan spotted him; that kid was always very perceptive.

Given Fu Feihan's personality, seeing Ying Qin Guan standing there all alone, he naturally wouldn't pretend not to see him, so he extended an invitation. Ying Qin Guan, unaware that he had been labeled as a lonely old man, gladly accepted.

"Hot pot is the perfect meal in this kind of weather..." the gray-haired man sighed. Recently, Qiyao has been hit by cold air, and hot pot restaurants are packed every day—as are the proctology departments of hospitals.

The Seven Luminaries (七曜人) have a rather strong palate. Considering their geographical environment and climate, they should actually eat a lighter diet. However, they seem to be naturally inclined towards strong flavors, especially spicy food. But most of them have sensitive stomachs, often experiencing diarrhea after a single meal. If you ask me if I'll eat it the second time, I can only answer that a man can't say no.

Martial artists usually don't have such worries, so Fu Feihan and the gray-haired man ordered the "deathly spicy hot pot," which was covered with bright red chilies. Ying Qin Guan looked at it and felt a little uneasy.

With his physique, bathing in molten lava at over a thousand degrees Celsius wouldn't be difficult for him. However, this doesn't mean he can handle spicy food well; just like when Ying Qin Guan and Shen Xin were drinking, he was the one who got drunk first.

Ying Qin Guan tried cooking some fish fillets. Fish is truly a national food of the Seven Luminaries. It is easy to raise, reproduces rapidly, is rich in nutrients, easy to cook, and tastes excellent. Fish can be found in everything from small street shops to state banquets.

He took a bite; it was very spicy. Although it wasn't unbearable, the original flavor of the ingredients was basically gone, so it was more about the texture.

"Speaking of which," Ying Qin Guan said after taking a few bites, deciding to slow down a bit, "Xiao Fu, aren't you going back? I remember you left school during the summer vacation, why did you choose to stay this time?"

Fu Feihan seemed to have become somewhat numb from eating too much spicy food, and his voice sounded a little strange as he said, "I only go back during the summer vacation. During the winter vacation, it's only about twenty days. It would take several days to travel back and forth, so it's unnecessary."

"Several days?" Ying Qin Guan was somewhat surprised. "Your master lives quite far away."

—Ying Qin Guan knew that Fu Feihan, like Yu Xietian, was an orphan who was raised by his master.

“Yes…” Fu Feihan said, “My master lives on the right side of Huanxing Plain.”

"The right side of Huanxing Plain?" the gray-haired man interjected. "Your master is from Southern Qin?"

"I guess so... but not entirely. He's always lived there; he didn't just follow us there. From our perspective, he should be considered part of Southern Qin."

Chapter Four: The Remnants of Southern Qin (Part Two)

There are 200 million people in Southern Qin.

Compared to a nation like the Holy Alliance with over two billion people, two hundred million isn't a huge number. But even if there were two hundred million pigs there, the Heavenly Army couldn't kill them all in ten days or half a month.

Although the Black Dragon massacred several cities, generally speaking, only the first one was truly destroyed. As for the others, before the Jue Tian Army even arrived, those who could escape had already fled. What remained were some poor people who couldn't escape, and a very small number who were unwilling to flee.

Many died during this escape, but many people from Southern Qin survived. Some fled to other countries and lived there, while others may still be living in the wilderness, unaware of the passing years. But the largest group... is on the right side of Huanxing Plain.

At that time, Southern Qin was utterly powerless to resist the invasion of the Jue Tian Army. The only decent resistance force was a self-organized resistance army composed of martial arts masters from the common people of Southern Qin. But even those martial arts masters couldn't hold out for long. Black Dragon's technology was decades ahead of the world, and the world was nearly a century ahead of Southern Qin. The Jue Tian Army was Black Dragon's ultimate weapon of war. Their invasion was like using a spaceship to attack primitive people.

Under such circumstances, the people of Nanqin had no choice but to embark on a journey of self-rescue... and thus a group of refugees was formed.

Where did they end up?

To the right of Huanxing Plain.

There was a small group of people there. When the Northern Qin Dynasty replaced the Southern Qin Dynasty, heroes rose up across the land, and many powerful figures emerged. There were numerous rebel armies and warlords. In the end, one of them emerged victorious and established the later Southern Qin Dynasty. As for the other rebel armies and warlords, some died, some surrendered, but there were still some who remained. Due to some special historical reasons, they could not be killed, but they were also not trusted to be taken in. They wanted to divide and conquer, but they could not do so. In the end, they could only be expelled.

These people were expelled from Southern Qin and are theoretically not citizens of Southern Qin. However, they dare not establish their own country, otherwise it would give Southern Qin a reason to launch a full-scale military campaign to wipe them out. For now, they can only survive in this way.

The people of Southern Qin fled towards them. Although there was a long-standing feud between the two sides, this feud dates back hundreds of years and was a matter for the emperor to worry about, having nothing to do with them. Moreover, the people of Southern Qin especially valued blood ties; they were all Qin people. Therefore, this wave of refugees from Southern Qin was indeed accepted by the other side. It is said that there are plans to rebuild Southern Qin recently... but no action has been taken rashly.

Ying Qin Guan knew about this, but he had no intention of going that way... Some people were lucky enough to escape there, while others didn't even have the chance to escape.

However, judging from Fu Feihan's words... it seems his master was originally from that area. In other words, a descendant of the group that left during the transition from the Northern to Southern Qin dynasties?

Ying Qin Guan didn't care about the matter; he was suffering from the spiciness. But he didn't show it on his face, calmly downing a large bottle of cola before feeling like he had barely survived.

"Since you're staying on campus during winter break, try to work harder. Your attitude is much better than Luo Shui's, but it's still a bit lacking compared to Hong Yu's," Ying Qin Guan said, then sighed, "Luo Shui is nowhere to be seen during holidays. Can't she be like me and always stick to her post?"

Fu Feihan: "..."

Gray-haired man: "..."

Board game arcade: To be honest, I can attest that no one is more dedicated to their post than him.

"Hmm?" Ying Qin Guan found that after he finished speaking, the room fell into an inexplicable silence. He then said with a forced smile, "Why aren't you saying anything? Is there something you disagree with? I'm the kind of person who will admit my mistakes and correct them. You can tell me."

The gray-haired man swallowed hard, quickly changing the subject, saying, "Look at this loose fish, it's so fragrant and tender..."

The introduction of the loose fish was a major breakthrough in the food industry. There have been three major breakthroughs in this area: the first was the breakthrough in rice cultivation, with high-yield fields reaching 1600 jin per mu (approximately 800 kg per acre), which directly liberated the world's population; the second was the loose fish, which, to exaggerate slightly, was practically the foundation of the Seven Luminaries' nation... though that's certainly not the case now. But in the early days of the nation, the loose fish was absolutely vital; and finally, there was the Mengli, a degenerated magical beast domesticated by humans. Like the loose fish, it far surpassed all other livestock in terms of nutritional value and ease of raising... though its meat was only average in taste and texture. However, it, and its eggs, increased the average height of young people in twenty-six countries surveyed by a full 4.15 centimeters.

—It only took a short forty years.

Now that life is much better, rice and civet cats have been phased out due to their taste and other reasons, and better varieties have been developed to replace them. Only loose fish are still circulating in the market.

"Speaking of which, could this fish also be some kind of primordial alien race?" Ying Qin Guan, halfway through his meal, let his imagination run wild. "Magical beasts come from animals, and with so many scattered fish, it wouldn't be surprising to find some magical beasts among them. What if one of these were a primordial alien race..."

"So this progenitor race is in a bit of a hurry," the gray-haired man said, making a rather awkward joke.