"What, what are you doing?"
"Innocent civilians?" Fang Zhiyi asked with a half-smile. "You call them innocent civilians? Do innocent civilians brandish swords and spears?"
Gongsun Hu remained stubborn. "Don't think you can threaten me with a blade just because you are the Commander's brother. I am a Battalion Commander of the imperial court, and I will definitely report today's matter!"
"Zhiyi!" Tang Zhilin was also a bit dazed. What was going on here?
But then his mouth dropped open, because blood began to gush from Gongsun Hu's neck. Unable to speak any longer, the man simply clutched his neck in panic, continuously making a gurgling sound.
The scene fell silent. The soldiers who had just killed the rebels looked at Fang Zhiyi with nervous expressions.
"Brothers, you all just killed the rebels and established military merits. Is that right or not?" Fang Zhiyi asked as he watched Gongsun Hu slowly collapse.
The soldiers looked at each other. After a long moment, one man stepped forward, holding his sword backhanded, and cupped his fists in salute. "To answer my Lord, yes!"
Fang Zhiyi turned to look at him, his eyes full of appreciation. "But what if someone doesn't want you to claim your merits, and even speaks up for the rebels? What should be done?"
"Kill!"
"That's right." Fang Zhiyi tossed the blade in his hand to the soldier who had saluted. "What evidence is needed to exterminate rebels? Look, the rebels murdered this... uh... Battalion Commander." He glanced at the clothes of Gongsun Hu, who was lying on the ground.
"This is the best evidence."
Everyone present was stunned.
A pure frame-up?
No, not exactly a frame-up. These people had indeed wielded weapons against the government troops, but Battalion Commander Gongsun...
"Everyone present today will be promoted by one rank. Brother, just pick someone you trust to be the next Battalion Commander." Fang Zhiyi clapped his hands.
Tang Zhilin recovered from his shock. "Is... is this okay?"
He also disliked Gongsun Hu, but Fang Zhiyi had just murdered a Battalion Commander in front of so many eyes. How could this be treated as a trivial matter?
However, upon hearing Fang Zhiyi's words, the soldiers' eyes lit up. Who wanted to be a lowly grunt for their entire life?
Fang Zhiyi looked at them as well. "From today onwards, you are the trusted aides of the Commander. You know what needs to be done."
"This humble servant is willing to serve the Commander, braving ten thousand deaths without hesitation!"
"I will go through fire and water for the Lord, braving ten thousand deaths without hesitation!"
"Me too!"
Fang Zhiyi pointed at the last guy. "Come on, say that again."
"My Lord, I'm uneducated..."
Fang Zhiyi turned and left for a moment. When he returned, he was carrying a bag of silver, which had been searched out from Zhu Qingqing's room. He immediately handed the silver to Tang Zhilin, winking at him. "Brother, you know what to do, right?"
Tang Zhilin finally fully processed what had just happened. Looking at the silver in his hands and then at the eager eyes of the subordinates around him, he said in a deep voice, "There is a share for everyone! Come and get it!"
The soldiers' eyes were filled with excitement. Promotions and money to take, who wouldn't be happy?
By now, they had completely forgotten about the dead Battalion Commander Gongsun.
Fang Zhiyi watched all this with satisfaction. After today, these men would be Tang Zhilin's die-hard loyalists. If anyone tried to leak today's events, the others would tear them to pieces without hesitation.
However, thinking about what was to come, Fang Zhiyi felt a bit of a headache. "Weren't we supposed to enjoy life? Weren't you supposed to bring me along for wealth and glory?"
Little Hei laughed. "A beautiful life always requires you to build it with your own hands."
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
