Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

Generally speaking, it means writing a biography, that is, a biographical account.

Some people have to write their own biographies, while others have others write their biographies for them.

For example, the Legend of the God of War records the glorious past of the God of War sweeping away alien races, repelling demonic beasts, and defeating the ancestral alien race. Because the God of War is so incredibly powerful in the story, it is jokingly referred to as "a novel that can be read as a wish-fulfillment story if translated into plain language."

The vast majority of generals who make it onto the Time-Traveling Kill server have biographies. However, there are exceptions. For example, there are those who are not very famous, such as Ying Qin Guan, whose stories are too few to make up a biography. No matter how much you fill in the blanks, it won't work. Writing a biography is not like writing a novel; you can't just make things up.

Fortunately, the person that God is looking for must have a biography.

Using the card Nocturne gave her, Shenxin entered the Royal Library, glanced around, and quickly found Wang Qiushui's Biography.

Wang Qiushui's biography is very thick because there are so many things worth recording in her life, and because she is indeed a person worth recording.

If there is anyone in human history who is as great and irreplaceable as the God of War, then Wang Qiushui is definitely one of them... However, the God of War is truly bathed in radiance. As a human being, he has not a single flaw and is unparalleled throughout history. But Wang Qiushui... has many supporters, but also quite a few who criticize her, or rather, the majority criticize her.

For example, the famous trolley problem. If we remove the concept of "right or wrong" and simply consider that there are five people on one side and one person on the other, and there is no violation of traffic rules, then the trolley will drive towards the side with the five people. Wang Qiushui is the type of person who would choose to let that one person die.

But actually... you should do nothing, or rather, for ordinary people, you should do nothing. Because ordinary people are incapable of bearing those responsibilities. If you don't pull the lever, even if those five people die, you won't bear any responsibility. But if you pull the lever, then no matter who you save, you will bear the responsibility for those who died.

Wang Qiushui always does this; she weighs life on a scale, sacrificing the minority for the greater good. But this is wrong; life cannot be measured this way. Otherwise, law, ethics, morality—everything will collapse.

Some people might say, 'I would do the same. I would be willing to become a sinner if it could save those five people.'

You've completely misunderstood. You weren't the one who pulled the lever. You were... that 'person' on the train tracks. You were 'sacrificed,' and nobody cared whether you wanted to or not. Then the person who sacrificed you stood in court, righteous and awe-inspiring, saying, 'I'm willing to become a sinner just to save those five people.'

Can you still say that sentence now?

To get back to the point, Wang Qiushui is willing to sacrifice a small portion for the greater good, while those at the top of the pyramid are always a minority. Therefore, most of the time... Wang Qiushui works for the underprivileged in this world.

Her achievements mainly include abolishing slavery, ending the slave trade, playing an indelible role in the implementation of the eight-hour workday, helping Marquis Mingxuan complete the Second Alchemy Revolution, securing a certain international status for the remaining minority races of the era (for which she was attacked as a traitor), and frequently using spatial magic during the war to protect more than 19,000 civilians.

As for why she was able to accomplish all of these things... as a space mage considered to be of the progenitor level among alien races, Wang Qiushui was the world's strongest assassin in that era. Furthermore, things like abolishing slavery and ending the slave trade certainly weren't the work of one person, but her contribution was immense.

Of course, sometimes it's not necessary to actually kill someone. It's enough to let others know that she has the ability and motive to kill, and that she will actually kill.

She successfully made everyone think she was a madwoman, and a madwoman would certainly kill.

These achievements sound frightening, but in reality, they are not like that at all. The era at that time had not yet developed to the point where these things existed. It was only because Wang Qiushui's powerful assassination skills made him famous all over the world that these things appeared, but this was actually abnormal.

Shen Xin flipped through the book for a while.

The final chapter of "The Legend of Wang Qiushui" records that Wang Qiushui's existence made everyone uneasy. A cunning strategist chose to manipulate public opinion, and Wang Qiushui was attacked again and again by those she had helped. In the end, she became disheartened, withdrew, and pursued immortality with Mingxuan Hou. She disappeared without a trace at some point.

..

Of course, the story of Wang Qiushui will not record that decades after Wang Qiushui disappeared, the eight-hour workday was abolished and no one dared to speak out, nor will it record that the foreign kingdom quietly perished and that ships full of slaves reappeared on the sea at some unknown time.

She did a lot, but in the end it seems that nothing stayed.

Correct results obtained through incorrect means are unlikely to last.

Fortunately, times keep changing and the wheels of history keep turning, and what's meant to come will always come.

Shenxin closed the book.

Unlike the clown, if Wang Qiushui were involved in the Fear event, there would essentially only be one possibility: that in the second event, he would be "communicated" with by Fear through some means, and according to the most widely circulated folk tale, Fear would know some secrets of immortality, thus driving Wang Qiushui.

This is indeed a possibility. The lifespan of the ancestral alien race is a mystery, and they have many methods; who knows, they might actually have some way...

The probability is low. In theory, people in that era were not free from fear, so how could they possibly connect it to Wang Qiushui, who had already disappeared?

Moreover, it's still uncertain whether Wang Qiushui is even alive now.

If fear had freedom, he wouldn't have needed to frame Mu Huai-ren at all.

Shenxin went through the jumbled thoughts in his mind but still couldn't come to a conclusion.

She exhaled a breath of stale air, intending to call Yu Xietian, who was standing nearby, to leave this place.

Yu Xietian, bored while waiting, picked up a book to pass the time. He then saw something that made him look amazed.

"What are you looking at?"

Shenxin held up the small blackboard, somewhat curious.

"A statistic released by the World Health Organization," Yu Xietian exclaimed, "statistics about Bo Xun... or rather, about Shenxian San No. 1."

Shenxin leaned over and took a look.

According to research, the average lifespan of people with seven celestial bodies is 78.2 years, while the average lifespan of those who regularly use "divine powder" is 65.8 years. However, the latter figure has some issues. This is because those who regularly use "divine powder" are generally uneducated laborers who rely on manual labor for a living. Due to the excessive strain on their bodies, even without using "divine powder," this group's average lifespan would be lower. Therefore, the harm caused by "divine powder" to the body is not significant enough to last for more than ten years.

If you really calculate it, on average, each person who uses "miracle drug" will live about 5.4 years less.

Subsequently, the World Health Organization compiled a set of data.

The Immortal Powder has been in existence for 472 years. The total lifespan of humanity that has evaporated due to this is...

21900000000 years!

This number left Yu Xietian speechless, but Shen Xin didn't care. This calculation was meaningless; the World Health Organization had deliberately used this trick to amplify the impact. If you really calculated it, the data for things like tobacco and alcohol wars, or even mosquitoes that are difficult to produce... would all be incredibly astonishing.

Shenxin speculates that this algorithm was likely used to create a more impactful effect when the "Divine Powder No. 2" appeared, prompting a nationwide counterattack against BoXun.

Chapter Fifty-One, Nineteen Revisions

The boss held the documents in his hand, his brows furrowing slightly.

After a period of investigation, the Empire discovered that the appearance of Divine Powder No. 2 was abnormal, as if it had been suddenly "released" into the market by some malicious individuals. However, these "malicious individuals" were quite incompetent. As the Empire's high-pressure warning line, the group was caught almost instantly. But the problem was...

The 'source' could not be found.

The ability of that 'scheming person' to conceal their true abilities and their ability to trade drugs are two extremes; the Empire simply cannot find them.

To this day, the Empire remains highly concerned about this matter. It's different from the case of Mu Huai-ren; there was nothing that could be done about Mu Huai-ren, and further efforts wouldn't change anything. But Divine Powder No. 2 is different; its terrifying addictive properties... are enough to destroy any era.

Therefore, the empire sent many people, including...

The boss was looking around when a knock came at the door. He looked up.

This was a girl who looked to be in her early twenties... or rather, a woman, more accurately. But she wore a red and white robe, had silver chains on her wrists, long, jet-black hair, and a bright smile on her face. She gave off a feeling of youthful beauty, unlike Zhong Hongyu... thankfully, she herself looked quite young. If she had looked older, everyone would probably have mistaken her for a teacher.

The boss, of course, knew who he was. He rubbed his head, looking exasperated, and said, "It's you, Nineteen Xiu..."

Nineteen revisions... If someone from out of town were to hear this for the first time, they would probably find it hard to believe that this is a name.

Nineteen is the surname, and Xiu is the given name. The surname Nineteen comes from the founding emperor of this country. This surname is somewhat legendary, and it is associated with a parable similar to the story of the son of man. Perhaps it is true, or perhaps it is false, just to add a touch of mystery to his rule... it doesn't matter.

The Seven Luminaries Empire has been established for less than two hundred years, and the power has never been transferred. The surname Nineteen is the same as when the country was founded. Nineteen Xiu is the seventh princess of the empire.

The emperor of the Seven Luminaries is currently in his prime, and it's uncertain how many more years he can reign. There isn't much open or covert infighting among the princes. As for the princesses, they are practically a million miles away from the political center.

Most of them were content to be mere ornaments. But there were also some restless troublemakers—of course, not troublemakers over the throne.

This is also the place the boss just saw. The task of finding the mastermind behind the "miracle drug" was assigned to this person.

How could such a serious matter as tracking down drug dealers be entrusted to this kind of person?

Clearly, there's more to the story.

That said, the boss heard that there was an emergency once before where Nineteen Xiu and the Nephalem teamed up and played a significant role, which is quite impressive. But that doesn't mean they're capable enough to track down drug dealers. Everyone has their own expertise, and she's really not suited for that.

The boss asked, "What brings you here?"

Nineteen Xiu reached out and petted the shop owner's cat; she wanted to have one too. But she had seen many cats before, none of them as good as the one the shop owner had.

Her long, slender, and fair fingers pinched the kitten's cheeks. The boss thought to himself, "Dogs really are the enemy of cats."

After playing with it for a while, Nineteen Xiu finally spoke, smiling as he said, "Waiting for someone."

The boss immediately understood; who could he possibly be waiting for here?

"People here don't wait around," the shopkeeper clicked his tongue. "You can only wait for someone here if His Majesty agrees, but even His Majesty's agreement is useless; you have to get him to agree too."

This conversation might be confusing to outsiders, but for these two, the meaning was quite clear: Nineteen Xiu's arrival couldn't possibly be to wait for Jiu Yi, so it could only be to wait for Ying Qin Guan. But who was Ying Qin Guan? He was a top-secret figure in the empire; Nineteen Xiu wouldn't know about this without the emperor's permission. If she learned of this from elsewhere and then attempted to secretly contact Ying Qin Guan...

If the eldest and second princes had done this, there would likely have been a lot of trouble if the emperor found out. But the nineteenth princess, being a far cry from the political center and quite favored, might actually be fine.

However, her appearance in front of the boss openly now must be with his consent. Since she knows about Yingqin Pass, she must also know the empire's strategy towards it.

so..

“Father naturally agrees. As for whether he agrees or not, I brought something with me.” Nineteen Xiu’s smile was mysterious.

The shopkeeper's curiosity was piqued, and he asked, "What is it?"

Nineteen Xiu said, "Speaking of which, I still need to ask you for help with this matter."

She handed a document to her boss, who took it and saw that it was a project for the Time-Space Killer general skin, with original artwork attached. It was undoubtedly the skin for the Nameless Swordsman of Southern Qin, the Giant Gil Handsome. Anyone with normal aesthetic sense would be stunned by the unparalleled beauty of this skin, and the boss was no exception.

"..." The boss was secretly amazed, and said, "I admit that this is a condition that Ying Qin Guan cannot refuse, but what if I don't help you?"

Yes, even though Shi Jiuxiu is an imperial princess, she cannot force Time and Space Kill to release a skin. As the biggest IP in this world, Time and Space Kill is extremely powerful. If it were the emperor of the Seven Luminaries Empire, he would say, "Give me face and release a skin," and I would give it to him. But you are just an imperial princess. The United Nations alone could find dozens or hundreds of people like you. Are we supposed to give them all to you one by one?

impossible.

But the boss is different. As long as he nods, this skin will appear in every corner of the world by the day after tomorrow at the latest.

Nineteen Xiu smiled and said, "No, you will help me."

The boss tilted his head slightly and said, "Really? What if I refuse to help?"

"Aren't you curious why Father agreed to let me come to him?" Nineteen Xiu crossed his arms and smiled calmly. "What could possibly be the matter that would allow Father to let me come to him? What could it be? Outsiders have no way of knowing. But if you promise to help me, I'll tell you the truth after this is all over!"

The boss stared at her for a full three breaths, but curiosity finally won out, and he sighed, "Alright, alright, it's not a difficult thing anyway, I agree..."

Actually, the boss also had some suspicions.

Ying Qin Guan... Anyone who comes to him will have no other reason than his unparalleled and terrifying martial prowess.

Tracking down a drug dealer—saying there's no danger is utter nonsense. But saying it's dangerous enough to require deploying the Yingqin Pass—even the boss thinks Nineteen Xiu is talking nonsense.

These drug traffickers couldn't possibly be a fully armed army. Even if they were, they would certainly be using the Imperial Army, not coming to Ying Qin Pass, unless...

Chapter 52 Meeting a Person

"Ah, he's back!"

As the boss was deep in thought, he heard the voice of Nineteen Xiu. His heart stirred slightly, and he looked up at the door. It was Ying Qin Guan and Jiu Yi who had returned from the Grand Arena.

At the same time, he mentally muttered a complaint.

"Speaking of which... isn't the dean a person too? Can't he even add a 'they'?"

Ying Qin Guan and Jiu Yi entered the board game arcade.