Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

"Seriously... their actions are getting more and more outrageous."

In the Black Dragon Ruins, a desolate world, Cain's body vanished into nothingness, passing through layers of soil until he reached the ground. He looked up and saw an integrated circuit reconnaissance aircraft circling overhead.

In the Black Dragon Capital, there is naturally no magic network. Therefore, these reconnaissance aircraft must construct their own magic network internally to be controlled from a distance, which makes them extremely expensive... very expensive.

This is an insurmountable barrier. Mobile phones, or these integrated circuit reconnaissance aircraft, need to be deployed in areas without the Magic Network. This necessitates building a Magic Network internally, which inevitably incurs exorbitant costs. Even after many years and several technological breakthroughs, these costs will be difficult to reduce. Unless someone can overturn the entire edifice of alchemical technology, there's little point in discussing it, much like pseudo-scientists constantly tearing apart basic science.

Previously, the military hadn't deployed integrated circuit reconnaissance aircraft for several reasons. They were expensive, and would likely be destroyed after a single mission. They were inferior to human aircraft in every way, which was understandable. Besides, the outer perimeter of the Black Dragon Ruins had already been explored several times; who could predict what might have happened recently?

But now, we have no choice but to resort to some measures.

Cain observed the integrated circuit reconnaissance aircraft. In just half a month, he naturally couldn't possibly have fully grasped modern alchemical technology. But it didn't matter. The foundation of alchemy was magic, and magic was merely an extension of truth. He was already truth itself, and naturally, he could see through everything.

"I see... It has a magic circuit installed inside, allowing it to continuously cast spells as long as the magic source is supplied... What new kind of magic? Light and shadow...?"

However, Cain had the same flaw as the gods: they only understood the laws of nature. As for the complex magic concocted by humans, they knew nothing about it. Just like now, although he understood the operating principle of the reconnaissance plane, he couldn't explain what kind of magic it was.

But what Cain didn't know was merely a name; he had already fully grasped the principles of the magic.

He did not chant, but stared at the reconnaissance plane. His consciousness invaded its magic circuit, and in an instant, he took control of the magic circuit. After a few manipulations, he changed the information flow.

He was practically standing in the face of the reconnaissance plane, yet he wasn't visible in the footage transmitted back by the plane.

This isn't optical stealth like Ye Jiaofang's; it's altering the information flow of the reconnaissance aircraft... It's useless against real people.

"It's not difficult to avoid being discovered."

Cain reached out and rubbed his long, silvery-white hair, his expression unchanged.

"But this can't go on forever; their methods will definitely escalate..."

Having spent thousands of long years behind that door, patience was the last thing Cain lacked; he could have easily abandoned everything here and found another place.

But... there's no need.

He is a mythical being, a truth, or perhaps even a god; there's no need to be afraid. If someone does come to disturb him, then we can deal with it.

What truly troubled him was the matter of resurrection, because what he wanted to resurrect was not the progenitor, but humanity.

The difficulty of resurrecting humans and resurrecting progenitors is not the same at all.

Resurrecting a person—in short, no one throughout history has ever succeeded. Even in fantasy works, the desire to save a dead person is mostly expressed through time travel, rather than actually resurrecting the person.

Reviving a human is an "unprecedented" level of difficulty, so how about reviving the progenitor?

Resurrecting the Progenitor... are you kidding me? The Progenitor doesn't need you to resurrect him. Just leave him be and he'll come back to life on his own. Like the Joker, who commits suicide and then resurrects to harass Cain. He's practically a little god.

...Let's get back to the main topic.

Resurrecting humans and resurrecting progenitors is not difficult, but it's not entirely impossible either.

First of all, the practical significance and the mystical significance are different. For example, with death, some people are dead but still live on in the mystical realm, while others are alive but are dead in the mystical realm.

Like Cain's wife, the ancestor of the Divine Heart, the first, she is dead both in reality and in mysticism. But, in mysticism, concepts can be reversed; this is Cain's first step, and the experiment he has been conducting recently.

After that... comes the one who carries the destiny.

That's right, it carries the destiny... the destiny of the progenitor.

To bear the destiny of the progenitor, you don't need to actually be alive; you only need to live within the 'mysticism'. Therefore, if the first generation survived within the mysticism, then as long as Cain made the arrangements, she could bear the progenitor's destiny. Once she bore the progenitor's destiny, the 'gate' would create a new soul for her, from zero to one, from nothing to something... This is a definite and feasible resurrection. Cain deduced it over a thousand times in half a month before finally confirming that this method was feasible.

However, there are many problems. For example, after a person is resurrected, it is uncertain whether she still has her previous memories or whether she is the original person. Another example is Cain being devoured by the Existence Butterfly. These are all troublesome, but they are minor troubles that Cain does not care about.

The problem is that bearing a destiny... it sounds simple enough. As the saying goes, putting an elephant in a refrigerator only takes three steps; talking about it makes it seem easy. However, in practice, even the first step trapped Cain. Making a dead person live in the mysticism isn't difficult, but making someone who has been dead for thousands of years, with not even ashes left, considered "alive" by the mysticism... the mysticism can't even treat her as alive! At least tell me who she is!

Then comes the matter of bearing the destiny. Obviously, the destiny of the progenitor cannot be created out of thin air. So there is no other way but to find a way to kill one of the progenitors. This is actually a relatively simple step. Cain has already set his sights on a target.

He didn't spout the cliché of certain victory; frankly, even with Cain's limited imagination, he couldn't conceive of how he would be defeated.

Defeating the opponent is not difficult; the difficulty lies in the opponent potentially tampering with one's memories. This is unavoidable. For example, Ye Jiaofang and Ji Chaoge were clearly tricked by the Red Emperor. Even Cain didn't have many options against this. He could read minds and freely peer into people's memories, but he couldn't withstand the Ancestor's ability to directly alter his own memories.

If the progenitor wasn't stupid, then when he tampered with the ritual, it would definitely be the part concerning himself. As long as their destiny wasn't taken away, they could be resurrected. Therefore, this step would likely keep Cain occupied for a long time; he hadn't yet figured out how to handle it, but that's alright...

Because he was very patient, and like a god.

Chapter Thirty-Four: Setback

At seven o'clock, as dawn was breaking, Shen Xin walked aimlessly down the street.

Some people... well, never mind, I'm in a hurry, I might as well just die.

The heart of God has been entrusted.

Ying Qin Guan lent out one hundred pounds, which was naturally lost in the end. The boss showed no mercy to the little girl and did not spare her either, killing Shen Xin in a brutal attack.

Shenxin's current state is like that of a minor who stole money from home to go to an internet cafe and have fun all night, only to be threatened by a middle school gangster halfway through the night. As a result, he didn't get to play anything in the latter half of the night, stood blankly in the internet cafe for half the night, and when dawn broke, he finally had to go home. On the way home, he was not only cold, hungry, and sleepy, but also faced enormous pressure from all sides, suffering a double blow to his mind and body.

Although he wasn't dead yet, it was no different from being dead.

"Calm down, let's go back and find the time machine first..."

Shen Xin decided to numb herself with alcohol. Maybe when she woke up, her boss would suddenly lose his mind because of Che Chuang and decide to invest five million pounds to promote her as the female lead in a Mary Sue drama. At that time, debts would be a thing of the past!

Shenxin arrived at the izakaya on the first floor of the Yorozuya. She hopped onto a chair, her feet unable to touch the ground, dangling in mid-air. Shenxin's height was her eternal pain. Yu Xietian was often mistaken for her father. Shenxin's face turned pale with anger when she heard this. "This is a complete loss of moral order! Open your dog eyes and see who the hell is the father!"

Shen Xin looked dejected and picked up the small blackboard.

"Hey, landlady, some drinks, I want to leave this sinful, hopeless world!"

"What have you done now..." The proprietress was used to Shenxin's lazy attitude. She casually picked up a bottle of beer from the bar and handed it to Shenxin. "What kind of mess have you made?"

Shen Xin pulled the tab, took a big gulp, and at the same time raised the small blackboard, embellishing the events that had happened to him.

"In a duel that concerned fate, victory, dignity, money, and glory, I narrowly lost..."

The proprietress said calmly, "Lost in gambling?"

【“!”】

Having been seen through... God slumped weakly onto the table, his mind replaying the boss's gesture of pushing up his glasses. The powerful filter of memory transformed the boss into a gambling god in a black suit with a slicked-back hairstyle.

"Tsk, you little rascal, relying on your cleverness, you're always up to no good." The proprietress exhaled smoke, her tone indifferent. "See, you've finally suffered a defeat."

【"snort.."】

Although Shenxin was very unhappy, he couldn't find any reason to refute her, so he could only keep this grudge in mind for the time being.

The proprietress seemed to want to teach Shenxin a lesson again, so Shenxin had no choice but to change the subject.

"Boss lady, when did you install a TV here?"

Yes, the izakaya now has a TV, mounted on the wall opposite the main entrance, which wasn't there before.

"Not long ago," the proprietress said, "every shop outside, one or two of them, installed TVs and telephones. If they didn't, they simply couldn't do business."

【"Yeah.."】

Shen Xin looked at the television, which was broadcasting the news. The host was criticizing unscrupulous television programs for their shameless pursuit of attention. The cause seemed to be that several guests of a variety show were hospitalized due to food poisoning during filming.

The proprietress also noticed the news and casually complained to Shenxin, "I really don't know what people are thinking these days, doing such stupid things."

Knowing that Ahe had participated in a variety show, Shenxin, who vaguely guessed something, stiffened and picked up the small blackboard.

"You're...you're right."

She felt even more regretful. She should have agreed to Nocturne's offer. That way, at least those people wouldn't have suffered, and she wouldn't have lost all her money.

—You think it's about feeling sorry for others? No, it's mainly about feeling sorry for your own money.

As the two were talking, a woman with long, dark red hair walked into the izakaya. Shinshin had his back to her and didn't see her immediately. But the proprietress definitely saw her... The counter was naturally built in a place where she could see the customers immediately, and the customers could see her immediately as well.

"It's you..." the proprietress said in a low voice. Shen Xin turned her head with some curiosity and her expression changed drastically when she saw the woman with dark red hair.

【"Oops.."】

It wasn't written on the blackboard, but thought in my mind.

"The most troublesome guy is back."

-

"Name?"

"Jade and Heaven".

"age?"

"twenty four."

"gender?"

"..?"

"Just answer when I tell you to. Look at you, so naive. Go visit the restrooms at comic conventions more often!"

"..male."

"Why are you hesitating? What are you thinking? What are your intentions? What is your purpose? Who sent you here? Did you poison the food?"

The young policeman couldn't suppress his doubts and asked the question that should have been saved for last—actually, saving it for last wouldn't have mattered anyway, as such a quick question and answer could easily elicit information from ordinary people. But with a little training, he would generally avoid falling for it. Besides, his opponent was a martial artist whose reaction speed was several times that of an average person; what the policeman saw as an 'immediate answer' was, in Yu Xietian's eyes, already a 'slight consideration'.

—If it were Kui, that time in between would be enough for him to write a two-thousand-word novel in his mind.

Yes, the police are questioning Yu Xietian now... Why is he being questioned by the police here?

To make a long story short, Nocturne failed to keep an eye on Ahe, and the variety show ran into trouble... However, it wasn't entirely Ahe's fault. This variety show took people into the wild and required contestants to find their own ingredients, and Ahe ended up finding some less-than-ideal things...

Finally, their group ended up at the police station and is being interrogated... Yu Xietian and Ye Qu's situation should be resolved quickly, but it's hard to say about A He's situation.

Fortunately, it was quickly proven to be a misunderstanding. The boss made a phone call and used his financial power to resolve the matter quickly. However, this variety show will probably be unable to continue for the time being.

After his business failed, Yu Xietian bid farewell to Ye Qu Ahe and returned to the Yorozuya with heavy steps. He had no hope for Shen Xin, knowing that she would definitely lose all of the 100 pounds. The Yorozuya was once again in bankruptcy.

He strode heavily and lifted the curtain of the izakaya. These two from the Yorozuya were the same; when faced with difficulties, they would just give up.

"Boss lady, give me some..."

Before he could even utter the word "wine," Yu Xietian saw the figure with long, dark red hair, and cold sweat immediately poured down his back.

Shen Xin reacted quickly, already adopting a "let me have some fun" attitude.

The woman with long, dark red hair turned around and, upon seeing Yu Xietian, nodded slightly and whispered, "Mr. Yu... has your sister contacted you these past few days?"

Chapter Thirty-Five: Crimson Moon