bestfiction Chapter 478
Chapter 478
Chapter 478
After giving Ge Sanqiu a good talking-to, Zhong Ming immediately turned back. He had gone a bit too far in showing off this time, and many people would definitely come to chat with him. He had better go back to his secluded room immediately.
This small conference room is not suitable for cultivation; the spiritual energy is thin, so cultivating here is no different from lying on the street.
Going out from here, it's still quite a distance to my little room. What if I go outside from here?
He now needs to study this willow leaf-shaped hidden weapon. It was given to him by Miss Yao, and it's inappropriate to study it in front of her. It's a hidden weapon, so he can't let anyone else know about its existence, not even Miss Yao. He can't let her know how he plans to use it.
At the same time, he also went to find an appraiser. Although he didn't quite trust this thing and was afraid that some lady might tamper with it, he trusted the appraiser even less. If the appraiser knew its value and could tell that it was related to Ms. Yao, he would be in big trouble.
He decided to walk in the opposite direction out of the camp to the fishing platform in the very center of Cliff City, where secluded cultivation rooms were also available. Although the number was relatively small, the people who went there were not there for cultivation, so there were always vacancies.
But before that, we need to go see the battalion commander and talk to him about his instructions for the duel.
He swaggered out, quickly leaving under the pretext of reporting to the battalion commander, and refused the attempts by those around him to get close to him.
By this time, the battalion commander already knew what was happening outside. He ordered his guards to let only Zhong Ming in, and to keep Ge Sanqiu out of the way.
In a short while, Zhong Ming successfully entered the main tent.
"Battalion Commander, I stopped the private fight outside." One of the guards' duties was to stop private fights within the barracks, but this was usually done by the military police.
"Yes, just do what you want."
Zhong Ming asked, somewhat puzzled, "Battalion Commander, this private fight is quite large-scale. Don't we really need to intervene?"
"Isn't it enough for you, the captain, to step in?" The battalion commander sat in his chair, squinting, seemingly half asleep.
"So... is this the end of it?" Zhong Ming hesitated to make such a hasty decision.
The battalion commander suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared at him intently, making him feel uneasy. He kept wondering to himself, "Could it be that my disguise has been seen through? Has the battalion commander discovered that I've broken through?"
"Master Cuihong, tell me, what exactly is the 135th Battalion planning?"
"This... I don't know."
“Yes, I don’t know either, so my choice is to wait and see.” The battalion commander stood up and opened a scroll, which was the military log, recording the actions of the enemy battalion that could be observed in the past few days.
This scroll may seem short, but it contains an immense amount of information. Even cultivators in the Qi Refining stage will feel dizzy and disoriented after reading it for a while.
This alerted Zhong Ming, who asked uncertainly, "Do you think this is a conspiracy at the battalion level?"
"Of course, but it certainly won't be implemented on every single soldier." The battalion commander kept scanning the scroll. "There will definitely be some elites as organizers, but... what can a bunch of Qi Refining stage cultivators do?"
Zhong Ming hesitated for a moment, then said weakly, "Then, Battalion Commander, did I ruin your plan?"
"No, I said, let nature take its course. It would be strange if this continued. Just follow the rules." The battalion commander didn't mean to blame him and casually said, "You're part of our battalion too, so there's no problem."
"So... Battalion Commander, what should I do next?"
What were your original plans?
"The original plan was to let the other side's experts discuss things with their camp members, and then talk about it again in seven days."
"Then proceed according to your original plan. Just pretend you never saw me today, understand?"
"Understood." Zhong Ming replied loudly, in a good mood. This was equivalent to receiving a royal decree, tacitly agreeing to do whatever the battalion commander allowed him to do.
The battalion commander gave them the order to leave. "Is there anything else? If not, then you can leave."
Zhong Ming respectfully withdrew, and as soon as he stepped out of the tent, he disappeared.
On the outskirts, several veterans of the 135th Battalion who were "on leave" exchanged glances, abandoned their casual demeanor, and walked briskly forward, chatting and laughing.
Zhong Ming moved with incredible speed, darting and weaving through the various barracks. He had only recently emerged from seclusion, and many of the people he knew were either in seclusion or recovering from injuries sustained in previous duels. The people on the road were mostly strangers who had only heard of his "renowned reputation." By the time they hesitated to approach him for a greeting, he had already moved out of the "appropriate" distance for conversation.
The guards at the gate only felt a gust of wind, and when they opened their eyes again, they could only see Zhong Ming's departing figure.
There were several soldiers running very fast behind them. The guards noticed something was wrong and immediately reached out to stop them.
Those veterans were experienced men; they started shouting loudly even before they reached the door:
"Old Liu, you have to believe me, that girl from Yunlan Tower is really something. Her hands are so cold and bouncy, like chilled rice cakes, and the price isn't high. I'll treat her today, but there's one thing: it all has to be on my card."
"Hey, you look like a monkey that has come to life, and you even got a membership card. You're something else."
"You don't know? People who accumulate a lot of points get handkerchiefs as gifts..."
The guard stretched out his hand.
"Snapped!"
The fastest runner gave the guard a high five.
"Brothers, we're on holiday for three days. See you in three days!" The others sprinted after him. Just as the guard was about to speak, the old soldier added, "Come find me at Yunlan Tower if it's urgent!"
They disappeared in a flash, leaving the guard staring at his palm in disbelief.
......
Zhong Ming walked out of the house and went down three streets. He turned to the side, went into a latrine, changed his clothes quickly, and even peeled off his mask, completely becoming one of the ordinary people among the cultivators, inconspicuous in the slightest.
He stepped back onto the street, changing his walking posture, so that even if Yue Kaishan came, he might not recognize him.
The veterans following behind looked blankly at the surging crowd around them. After looking around for a few moments, they dispersed, but ultimately returned empty-handed.
Zhong Ming followed the largest crowd and went first to the Military Merit Point Exchange Hall... at the entrance.
He found the person he had worked with before, who was busy watching the flow of people, trying to find potential customers.
"Hey."
The man was startled and turned around to see that it was a regular customer.
"What's up, sir? Another business to do today?"
"Get some books on divine thought and consciousness."
"Alright, sir, please come to the teahouse."