Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

At the same time, Nephalem, who was looking in the same direction as Ying Qin Guan, showed a disappointed expression.

Since the two sisters weren't carrying any food boxes, there was no soup to speak of.

"What? Such completely different expressions! What were you talking about earlier?"

Ji Fa placed the fruit she was carrying in the room. Although she hadn't brought any soup, it was only natural to visit a patient without bringing anything. As for the question she asked, it was because Ying Qin Guan and Nephalem had their emotions written all over their faces—one with a look of relief at surviving a disaster, and the other with a look of regret.

"If I had to say why... it's probably because someone is just too popular."

The Nephalem played the role of the riddle teller, his tone tinged with schadenfreude.

Ying Qin Guan waved his hand weakly and said, "Let's stop talking."

"The meaning is unclear..." Ji Fa muttered, not knowing what the two were trying to say, and then stopped there.

Wakaba's reaction was much more composed than Hime's. Her voice was gentle as she said, "We heard from Nocturne-sensei that Ying-sensei and Nai-sama are hospitalized. So we came to visit... We brought a small gift, hoping you won't find it offensive. Nocturne-sensei was also going to teach my sister and me how to make a soup. But unfortunately, we're both complete culinary idiots..."

Upon hearing this, Ying Qin Guan was greatly shocked. It was confirmed that Nocturne was indeed the ultimate mastermind... and he even tried to scheme against me!

Hime, Wakaba, I'm proud that you're both terrible cooks.

Nocturne! You are so despicable!

"Hmph..." Ji Fa, upon hearing this, began her resentful chatter, "Saying I'm a cooking idiot is just because I'm too lazy to learn. And to go and learn a new skill just to visit a patient is making a mountain out of a molehill. This self-pity is like a simp getting up at 5:30 in the morning to buy someone steamed buns and deliver them downstairs—it's utterly irrelevant. Maybe Ying Qin Guan doesn't even want to drink it..."

Clearly, Ji Fa's statement that "Ying Qin Guan didn't want to drink at all" was merely a weak rebuttal to her "cooking idiot" status, a form of self-consolation, a classic case of sour grapes. She claimed Ying Qin Guan didn't want to drink because she couldn't cook it, but at this moment...

"Ah...you're absolutely right, Ji Fa, I completely agree." Ying Qin Guan's voice was firm and powerful. "Indeed, giving gifts requires a tailored approach; you can't just do it haphazardly. You have to consider whether the recipient likes it. That's the right way to do it!"

"..." Ji Fa was just being stubborn, but she didn't expect Ying Qin Guan to react like this, which immediately stumped both sisters.

After a moment of silence, Ruoye awkwardly laughed and said, "It's good that Teacher Ying thinks it's okay..."

She paused, then said, "But you both seem to be in very good condition. Before coming here, I was worried that you might be sickly and lying in bed... Martial artists are really amazing."

That's because you didn't see that something had already happened...

Nefertari thought to himself, "Feng Yunke, or rather, the God of War, disappeared without a trace in the end... No, perhaps this is normal. He didn't disappear, nor did he have a dramatic end like Ye Jiaofang, because everything about him is not over yet."

Moreover, could Fengyunke, who has acquired Himura's body, be the closest he has ever come to the peak of his fighting god form?

However, that would be six years from now, and theoretically speaking, the stronger the host, the harder it is to activate the God of War's memories. Even with Himura Tan's strength, forcing him to awaken the God of War's memories would be a rare occurrence. Besides, even if the God of War's memories were to awaken by then, they might not be of any use.

Nephalem was lost in a jumble of thoughts when, by the time she came to her senses, the Himeragi sisters were already saying their goodbyes. It's common knowledge that one Himeragi is equivalent to five hundred ducks, and Wakaba didn't want her sister to keep chattering in the hospital room. So, after only a few words, she tactfully pulled Himeragi away.

Do you think today will end like this?

After the sisters left, Nephalem spoke, posing a question to Ying Qin Guan... One person after another arrived, and considering Ruo Ye's words, he realized that the Demon King Nocturne was manipulating everything behind the scenes. So today... perhaps more people will come to visit.

“Regardless of whether today ends like this,” Ying Qin Guan said, “I just hope that everyone who comes next is a complete culinary idiot; that would be perfect.”

Nephalem couldn't help but chuckle and said, "If you don't want to drink, you can just refuse. There's no need to force yourself to drink."

“It’s a token of our appreciation, and it’s hard to refuse.” Ying Qin Guan held a different view. He shook his head and said, “Besides, it’s not poison. Some people would love to drink it but can’t get it.”

"...Will you curse again?"

"Don't take this personally..."

After defeating the Nephalem, Ying Qin Guan lost all desire to sleep. He guessed that someone would inevitably come next, and he could only hope that they were all culinary idiots... No, "culinary idiots" wasn't quite accurate. After all, Ji Fa and Ruo Ye were self-aware enough to know they were culinary idiots and therefore didn't cook. What if some people were completely oblivious to their own shortcomings, clearly culinary idiots, and then presented him with some unknown concoction to drink...

That would be terrifying.

"However... Nocturne should be a person of sense. If there really were someone so lacking in self-awareness, she wouldn't have taught them like this..."

Just as Ying Qin Guan was thinking this, a light, cheerful voice suddenly came from outside the door. After a brief but rapid knock, A He rushed in.

In her hands, she was also holding a pot of soup—yes, damn it, she was different. Everyone else would just pack a food container, but she brought the pressure cooker with her.

"Hehe! Teacher Ying, I heard you were injured, so I brought you a very nourishing soup, a whole big pot of it, just cooked!"

Ying Qin Guan's expression instantly twisted, and Nephalem's expression also changed drastically... It's over. Forget about some culinary idiot without self-awareness, this time it's a complete dark culinary demon king without self-awareness!

That day, Ying Qin Guan and Nefertari recalled the fear of being dominated by Ahe, and the humiliation and helplessness of being in a public toilet with no toilet paper and having to wait to die!

Chapter Six: Good luck to you!

Some people are alive, yet they are already dead.

Some people die, and they're really fucking dead.

Ying Qin Guan is still alive, but he is already dead... That's right, A He exudes such a terrifying aura that can harvest life. The bright smile on her face turns into a devil's hideous face, and the food box she is carrying becomes a unique torture instrument of hell.

In stark contrast to Ying Qin Guan was Nephalem, whose expression changed drastically at first but quickly returned to normal. He clearly couldn't afford to be the victim... Although he didn't know if Ahe had prepared soup for him, he had to strike first and say he couldn't drink it!

Upon realizing this, Nephalem was about to speak.

But people unleash boundless potential when faced with life and death. A glint flashed in Ying Qin Guan's eyes, and his mind became more agile than ever before. In an instant, he devised a plan to drag the Nephalem down with him. He first used a consciousness slash to control the Nephalem, and then, using his mind to do two things at once, he shouted, "Oh dear, Ah He, you're really thoughtful, but favoritism isn't good. You wouldn't have prepared something only for me and not for the Nephalem, would you?"

—Ahe brought a pot, but no one knows how much is inside; it might only be enough for one person.

"How could that be?!" Ah He put her hands on her hips, her tone somewhat displeased, and said, "There's enough for four people, let alone two."

snort..

Ying Qin Guan's eyes remained fierce. If Ahe had only prepared one portion, he would generously share it with the Nephalem. If Ahe had prepared enough, then he would cut off the Nephalem's escape route. As for the method...

"That's great! The Nephalem has been complaining to me about not having anything to eat in the hospital, and yesterday he even sneaked out to eat some amazing stuff. But that's nothing to a martial artist. You can't expect someone to be feasting on meat and fish yesterday but not even daring to drink a bowl of soup today, can you?!"

"!"

Nephalem sensed something was wrong when he used the Mind Slash, and sure enough, Ying Qin Guan turned his spear on him. He hadn't reacted this way when others brought him soup before, but now that he'd encountered Ahe, the final boss, was he being pushed out to draw fire?

hateful..

Nefertari had to admit that after Ying Qin Guan preemptively struck, he had lost the chance to refuse. Just as Ying Qin Guan had said, he had gone out and indulged in a feast yesterday because of his cravings, and now all they were offering was a bowl of soup. Refusing would seem inappropriate... Although he could forcefully refuse on the grounds of feeling unwell, Ying Qin Guan had already gained the upper hand, making it difficult for him to retaliate. Given his preconceived notions, even if he managed to persuade Ahe, she would still be disappointed.

Does that mean... the only option is to drink it?

While Ahe was ladling soup, Ying Qin Guan and Nefertari secretly exchanged a glance. Just a few seconds ago, they were mortal enemies who wanted to frame each other, but now they had become class fighters with a common enemy.

They exchanged glances.

"I've already drunk so much, I can't take it anymore, you can have it all!"

"Don't joke around. I was completely innocent. You dragged me into this. The doctor even told me to fast."

"Damn it, why didn't you tell me the doctor told you to fast when you went out for a big meal yesterday?!"

"Yesterday's meal was so good I had to carry myself back home, but if I drink this soup today, I might end up spending the rest of my life with a toilet!"

"Don't be so scared. Knowing Ah He as I do, she'll definitely be fine if she follows the recipe, as long as she doesn't try anything fancy..."

Their eyelids twitched wildly as if they were having a spasm, completing the complex conversation described above. Seeing Ying Qin Guan's reaction, Naifeitian breathed a slight sigh of relief. If what Ying Qin Guan said was true, then he could feel a little more at ease.

"Ta-da!" Ah-He ladled out the soup, turned around, and even added a voiceover for herself, "Although Teacher Nocturne suggested I make jujube soup, that's too unoriginal. So I made a tiny little change, and it'll definitely be more delicious!"

You! Change! My! Bullshit!

Ying Qin Guan was terrified, while Nephalem glared at him with a look that seemed to say, "You jinx!"

But at the same time, the two still held onto their last hope. Nephalem, who had some basic culinary knowledge, whispered, "What did you change?"

Ahe said, "I've removed Xiangding, Shili Mo, and Banshan Lan..."

She rattled off a bunch of words that Ying Qin Guan couldn't understand. Ying Qin Guan glanced at Nephalem, whose face was ashen, and immediately knew what was going on—it was no surprise that everything except the name had been changed.

The Nephalem were making a desperate struggle.

"Then... what did you add?"

Ah He smiled slightly and rattled off a bunch of terms that Ying Qin Guan had almost never heard of—damn it, one of them was even the calyx of the withered lotus! This thing can be eaten?!

He looked at the Nephalem again. The Nephalem looked calm and composed, as if he had everything under control. But upon closer inspection, he realized that it was actually the composure of "when a person is about to die, they should not show such an ugly expression," or in short, the composure of facing death with equanimity.

Ah He excitedly gave a long introduction, then said, "Please drink up, both of you! It won't taste good when it's cold. I even brought the pot with me!"

Ying Qin Guan picked up the bowl, wanting to take one last look at the Nephalem's state. But he feared that if he did, he would lose the courage to drink the soup.

Life is what I desire, righteousness is what I desire...

He closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and drank it down.

..

After Ying Qin Guan and Nephalem finished half a pot of soup, they finally gave up the remaining half, citing reasons such as "I can't drink anymore" and "the soup is cold." Ahe was a little disappointed. But she still kindly took her own pot and left.

The two sat upright on their hospital beds, their expressions serious, and a long time passed like this.

Suddenly, Nephalem said, "Actually, the taste... isn't bad?"

Ying Qin Guan slowly said, "It seems so."

"Have we demonized her?" Nephalem licked his lips and said, "She's someone who used to run a restaurant, how could she be so scary?"

Ying Qin Guan remained calm, glanced at the Nephalem, then stood up and said unhurriedly, "Do you know, Nephalem, this is a private ward, just the two of you here..."

"?" Nephalem asked, puzzled, "So what?"

Ying Qin Guan slipped on his slippers and headed for the restroom. "I noticed that, besides this restroom, the nearest toilet is about three floors away, forty-two steps away. And there's a saying in my hometown..."

He went into the bathroom and put down the toilet. At the same time, Nephalem felt discomfort in his stomach. Almost instantly, a terrifying force, like a landslide or tsunami, was about to break through the thin layer of protection.

At the same time, Ying Qin Guan, who was already sitting on the toilet, crossed his fingers and said with a cold expression:

"Holding your urine allows you to travel a thousand miles, but diarrhea makes it hard to take a single step."

"You... good luck!"

Chapter Seven: This is a Trial!

According to legend, when a person is about to die, their entire life flashes through their mind; this phenomenon is known as a "revolving lantern."

The Nephalem had faced death many times, but they had never encountered a situation like this before, until... this moment.

His life flashed back repeatedly, scene by scene, as if it had happened just yesterday.

What kind of feeling is this? It's like the most primal instinct of life, as if another world is about to burst forth...

This may seem like a very misleading statement, but in fact, the most primitive instinct of life is neither eating nor sleeping, nor even engaging in sexual activity, but rather defecating... If you want to know why, just think about it carefully and you'll know that among all the instincts of living beings, defecating is the one that requires the least instruction.

The Nephalem broke free from the revolving lantern with incredible willpower. He knew that if he remained trapped inside, he would truly die.

However, it is the death of a society.