Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

Then, without giving Jiu Yi a chance to refute, Shen Xin raised the small blackboard again.

"Let's talk about your character and your career."

"Becoming the Dean of the Imperial Academy at twenty-five, I admit you have some talent. But it's definitely not just about ability. While you have some skills, the position of Dean of the Imperial Academy isn't something you can get just by being capable. It's different from a position like the Head of the Alchemy Department. Yet you still got it. Regarding this matter and the ins and outs, I can only say that those who know, know, so I won't elaborate. Moreover, it's common knowledge that you graduated second in the Martial Arts Department. You were second because the third-place finisher was weak, and you were first among the Nephalem because your highest achievement was only first place. So, regarding your abilities, let's put a question mark on that for now. Let's see what you've been doing since becoming the Dean of the Imperial Academy."

"As everyone knows, the Imperial Academy has two mobile libraries, which is quite widely known. But what you probably don't know is that there's another saying within the Imperial Academy: 'Stable farming of the current board game hall NPCs.' Only two people have earned this honor, and one of them is you!"

"After becoming the Dean of the Imperial Academy, you played cards every day, day and night, neglecting your duties and wasting your time! You spent at least ten hours a day playing cards. Although I don't know how many things you have to handle, the fact that you had someone else write your final speech shows that you delegate many things to others, which demonstrates that you have lost your ambition in your career!"

Yu Xietian whispered, "It seems that he lost his ambition because there was no room for advancement, which is somewhat different from those of us at the bottom of society."

Shen Xin smashed the blackboard with it, sending this piece of trash who had diminished his own prestige while boosting the morale of others flying, and continued to raise the blackboard menacingly.

"From a career perspective, once a person loses the will to improve, they are destined to become nothing more than a skeleton in a tomb. Jiu Yi, although you seem to have reached the pinnacle of your life now, you will only decline from now on, not rise again."

Jiu Yi was somewhat unconvinced by this, and he said, "Even so, isn't what I've achieved enough?"

"Do you have any savings?"

"..?"

["Do you own a car? Do you own a house? If so, how much are they worth?"]

"It's probably not worth much, because all your money has been spent on the Time-Traveling Killer... You couldn't even save money during the peak of your career, let alone during the subsequent decline."

"How can you simply measure it with money..." Although Jiu Yi didn't have money, he wasn't really short of it. As the dean of the Seven Luminaries Imperial Academy, the country would provide him with a house in a few years. As for a car, it was just a means of transportation; Jiu Yi wasn't interested in cars at all.

Although he had no money, he wasn't afraid of accidents. Qi Yao would reimburse him for any illnesses his parents might have. As the biggest beneficiary of the national system, it was perfectly normal for Jiu Yi to have no savings. However, Shen Xin struck at Jiu Yi's weak point, making it impossible for anyone to refute his point about having no money.

"As a middle-aged man approaching thirty, having reached the peak of his career with no future prospects, no savings, no valuable house or car, and virtually no assets... and you still dare to call yourself successful?"

Shen Xin's hands moved with lightning speed; she knew her logic was fundamentally flawed. But she had no choice; to go against universal values ​​and forcefully portray Jiu Yi as not a winner in life, this was the only way. Therefore, she couldn't give anyone time to think things through; she had to launch a relentless attack to shatter Jiu Yi... and the judges.

"Finally, regarding basic human decency! I won't even mention superficial things like height and appearance (because I really can't think of any other way to criticize him; Jiu Yi is 1.8 meters tall and quite handsome). In short, just now, who attacked my son...who attacked my boss? Which shameless bastard?! And now he dares to bark and howl in front of me? Do you even know how to behave? You're not even human!"

"That concludes my remarks. It's clear that Jiu Yi is not a winner in life!"

Chapter Nineteen Violence

Speaking is an art, and the most skillful lie is a chosen truth.

for example.

As is generally known, a reliably quick kill requires a difference of two major levels in strength between the two sides.

There was a man who could consistently and instantly kill ordinary top-tier masters. He consecutively defeated several top-tier masters, then fought a master of equal skill. After being injured, he had no time to rest and immediately went to another battlefield to fight the world's number one master. But even the number one master, using his most prized techniques, could only barely manage to exchange a single blow with him.

That's right, this person is Darius.

—If you remove the last sentence, it sounds really outrageous, doesn't it?

Shen Xin had already done her best. Yu Xietian wasn't a vampire at all, while Jiu Yi was a complete winner in life. Shen Xin seemed to be debating with Jiu Yi, but in reality, she was going against universal values, a situation she was destined to lose. Even if Ye Qu came, she could only argue a little better than Shen Xin.

What's even more fatal is that the judging panel wasn't the clueless crew; they had some understanding of Yu Xietian and Jiu Yi.

If Shenxin truly wanted to win, there were only two ways: one was to change the judging panel, and the other was to hypnotize and brainwash the judging panel, then violently impose her own values ​​on them... Shenxin actually knew some of that kind of magic. But she clearly wouldn't go that far, especially since it was one thing for Ruoye's trio, but as for Shijiu Xiu and Ye Qu, it was still uncertain who was brainwashing whom.

After that, the voting process began.

Although Jiu Yi was somewhat insecure and wanted Mu Nandong from his side to say a few words, the other party reacted coldly, saying, "There's no need to do such a thing. The outcome was predetermined from the beginning."

Nineteen Xiu rested her chin on her hand and cast her vote for Jiu Yi. Shen Xin's little tricks had no effect on her. She sighed and said, "He's not so foolish as to let an incompetent person become the head of the Imperial Academy."

This "he" naturally refers to the Seven Luminaries Emperor.

Nocturne nodded with a smile and said, "The woman voted for the dean; he's been longing for a voice card for a very, very long time."

Ruoye and Ahe both voted for Jiuyi, though their reactions differed. But the general message was the same: the principal wasn't that kind of person; he was truly remarkable.

Luo Shui also voted for Jiu Yi because she had been in contact with the Yorozuya and felt that Shen Xin was the one exploiting others.

Shenxin tried to turn the tide, but ultimately could only fool those who knew nothing. The judges, who knew everything about him, were already sealed the fate of the case the moment the slip of paper was drawn. No matter how eloquent Shenxin was, or how much Mu Nandong possessed him, it was all in vain. Moreover, Mu Nandong disdained sophistry and illogical arguments; being possessed by him was worse than being possessed by Ying Qin Guan, at least he could still put on a brave face and say things like, "It's not a loss, I'm lucky I didn't get hung up on the streetlights," or "I tried my best to save him, where's Yu Xie Tian Ren?"

Finally, surrounded by the crowd, Jiu Yi opened the box handed to him by the host. Inside was a sound card featuring a famous owl, known as "Violence," the strongest alien race below Kui and the progenitor.

Jiu Yi raised the voice card high, and the production team appropriately opened champagne and set off celebratory cannons. This variety show, with its unprecedentedly luxurious guest lineup, came to an end, and everything seemed to be going perfectly.

..

..

"...Why couldn't I have waited a little longer...?"

Nephalem looked at the moon in the sky, his expression one of vicissitude.

"Damn it! Where's the finish line?!"

They traveled from Dongcheng District to Yingqin Pass in Xicheng District, still relentlessly searching.

-

The next day, Jiu returned to the board game arcade after a long absence, and immediately pulled out his sound card.

It was a shirtless man standing atop a small hill of corpses. For a very specific period, the Owl race roamed the continent as mercenaries. Because of their extremely low birth rate, coupled with their immense strength, thick hide, and easy identification, they possessed considerable value and were extremely difficult to eradicate. Thus, they became one of the few alien races that thrived right under the noses of humans—though later, as they became increasingly like humans and mercenaries gradually withdrew from the market, they died out.

【Violence】

Era: Ancient

Stamina: 6

[Berserker]: When a character's turn ends, if you have not taken damage, recover 1 health. If you are not damaged, instead draw a card, which can be used immediately.

[Rampage]: When a character deals damage to you, you give them a 'Revenge' token. You can use cards on characters with the 'Revenge' token without restriction, and you can draw a card after dealing damage to them.

(Violence can solve 99% of the world's problems, as well as the remaining 0.1% of people.)

Violence refers to the war mercenaries who appeared during that period, known as the strongest alien race below the Primordial Alien Race and the Kui, whose performance on the battlefield was extremely astonishing. Therefore, they were included in the Time-Space Kill card pool, and it was an official card pool, not an event pool or anything like that.

The difficulty of getting alien races into the official card pool is on a completely different level compared to humans. Humans are much more lenient; even war criminals like the Black Dragon Emperor were included because they were undeniably powerful, and were even deified. But it's different for alien races. If an alien has done something highly controversial, they won't be included in the card pool... unless they are truly incredibly powerful.

Violence belongs to that kind of alien race that is "really awesome".

As soon as Ying Qin Guan entered the board game store, he saw Jiu Yi holding the card, listening to the audio over and over, and even showing it off to the signboard girl, A He. Because it was winter vacation, no students came to the board game store, otherwise he would have gone to bother those students.

Ying Qin Guan could roughly understand Jiu Yi. He himself wasn't particularly interested in these things, but he did take Jiu Yi's desire for a voice card to heart. Although he hadn't heard Ye Qu's words, it was true that Jiu Yi had longed for a voice card for a very long time.

“I knew you would come to bother Ahe…” Ying Qin Guan walked into the store and said to Ahe, “Actually, it’s fine if you don’t come to work from today until the end of winter break. I have things to do during winter break (filming a movie). Jiu Yi just came to show off and didn’t play cards.”

Upon hearing this, Jiu Yi was very unhappy, but he couldn't find any reason to refute it, since he really was just there to show off.

"I'll talk to the boss about it... It's so quiet during winter break," Ahe replied.

Jiu Yi wanted to show off to Ying Qin Guan, but then he thought that Ying Qin Guan's card was not only a divine general, but also himself. He knew he couldn't beat him in Versailles, so he decided against it. In fact, besides the Unyielding Fallen Kingdom, Ying Qin Guan also had another card, Ying Qin Guan. If Jiu Yi were to attack with that card, he might get a terrible counter-kill.

“How can you call it harassment…” Jiu Yi was somewhat dissatisfied with Ying Qin Guan’s statement. “I just came to share my joy with A He.”

"After the start of the school year, you will probably have to share your joy with many students."

Ying Qin Guan rarely told a lame joke.

Jiu Yi's face flushed red, and he coughed twice.

"Ahem... Good things should be shared with everyone."

—After the start of the semester, things developed like this, and the Imperial Academy even gained this rather abstract meme because of it.

Good afternoon, Principal.

"Huh? How did you know I have a violent sound card?"

Chapter Twenty: The Fate of Struggle

As the year draws to a close, people from the Seven Luminaries group have begun preparing for the New Year.

It must be said that Nan Qin has made an indelible contribution to the corporate slaves of Qi Yao.

What were his main contributions?

The answer is...

"festival"

As a rapidly developing economic powerhouse, the people of Qiyao live at an extremely fast pace, or rather, they have no choice but to live at a fast pace. Every day, they wake up to go to get off work and don't know how late they will get off work. If they don't have any holidays every month, they feel like they have no reason to live.

However, this is not a native holiday of their own country. Although the empire grants a holiday, not everyone celebrates it like the people of Southern Qin. Many people find it too tiring. They are already working hard enough on weekdays, and having to travel around visiting relatives is even more difficult. For some, socializing is more difficult than working.

But to be able to spend the entire Lunar New Year in the Seven Luminaries, to put it bluntly, is quite an achievement. At least your whole family is in the Seven Luminaries, and you probably have a registered residence in the capital of the Seven Luminaries.

Qiyao is an economic powerhouse, and Qiyao City is the capital, the political and economic core. Countless people come to this city with dreams, shedding their sweat, blood, and tears, only to have all their spirits worn away, carrying a host of ailments, before boarding the bullet train home.

Everything belongs to you, and nothing belongs to you.

After a day of filming, the crew said that everyone would take a few days off for the upcoming Chinese New Year.

But Ying Qin Pass was naturally not a good place to pass. There were no holidays in the world that belonged to him. He had no father, and was not a father. He had no mother, and was not a mother. He had no girlfriend, and of course, no boyfriend. He was not a child, and had no children. He had no country, and no family.

How can someone who has nothing celebrate a holiday? You should know that holidays weren't originally made for people like that. That might be too pessimistic, but let's put it another way: these holidays exist so that you can become someone who can celebrate them.

The best example is probably Valentine's Day... how many people become lovers on this day?

-

"What's the name of this sword?"

"Struggle."

"What's the name of this knife?"

"Destiny."

"You swore you would never hold a sword again in your life."

【"yes."】

"But now, you still hold this sword, and this knife."

【"yes."】

"You broke your vow."

"Yes... but I have no choice."

【"Why?"】