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Chapter 108 is interesting, but not interesting enough

"What a cruel attack."

Bai Ci looked at the helicopter flying away in the distance, then turned to look at Qi Xiuyuan expressionlessly and said, "Aren't you afraid that if you really beat him to death, it would cause a lot of trouble?"

As he spoke, the sound of dense footsteps could be heard in the camp, and groups of internal guards were silently carrying out the finishing procedures.

"If I die, it will only dirty this place and my hands."

Qi Xiuyuan's delicate wounds had already healed, and he said calmly, "If they're tired of living, why not take a rope to a beam and test the strain on their cervical spine? That would be a contribution to the study of hybrid medicine."

Having said this, he paused, then shrugged and said, "Besides, I'm afraid that guy's actions don't have the support of all the Five Surnames and Seven Eminences."

Of course he knew that the old guys from the aristocratic families had always wanted to use him, but wasn't Qi Xiuyuan also thinking of using them?
He had already learned about the situation of the Third Military Region from Wan Tao's indirect knowledge.

Unlike the Kyoto Garrison, the First Military District, and the Second Military District, these three military districts can be said to be under the absolute control of the aristocratic families, and most of the internal guards are also from several major aristocratic families.

The only exception is their Third Military Region, which is located between Xinjiang and Tibet. Their military region is basically composed of a group of "peasants", and those who are not "peasants" are marginal figures.

Whether in terms of resource allocation or comprehensive strength, it is the worst among the four internal security military regions. It is truly a country that is neither loved by its grandmother nor its uncle.

The only thing worth mentioning is the tall tower in the training camp. Unfortunately, the newcomers either return to their families or are split up to different places.

But what he gained in return was extremely strong "independence", and Bai Ci had great prestige in the Third Military Region.

Moreover, the Five Surnames and Seven Families have never been a united front. Behind Bai Ci may be the Wan family or even the Zhou family.

Chen Zhenyu's behavior was more like the Chen family's one-sided behavior, so as long as Chen Zhenyu did not die in the Third Military Region, the aristocratic family would not have directly turned against him.

"I can't hide it from you, kid." Bai Ci chuckled and shook his head. "Don't worry, according to the supplementary clauses, under the framework of special wartime disposal rights, the Third Military Region has priority in disposing of battlefield remains. The logic is on our side."

"But I didn't expect that the person carefully trained by the Chen family couldn't even withstand a single blow from you."

"Time zero, S-level bloodline, it's indeed interesting." Qi Xiuyuan said softly, "But it's not interesting enough."

Bloodline and words cannot represent everything. Not to mention facing an alien like him, even if Chen Zhenyu faced Yuan Zhisheng, it is not certain who will win in the end.

Chen Zhenyu possesses the secret technique of bloodline refining, and Yuan Zhisheng also has the "dragon bone state".

In fact, based on this little bit, Chen Zhenyu can hardly compare with Yuan Zhisheng, but the most important thing is...

"Is Chen Zhenyu's condition not right?" Qi Xiuyuan asked.

Bai Ci didn't respond immediately. His gaze extended to the horizon, and he sighed, "Do you know why the Five Surnames and Seven Families have survived to this day?"

"I don't know." Qi Xiuyuan said calmly, "But I know it shouldn't be like this."

At the end of the Qin Dynasty, Xiang Yu massacred people in Xianyang. The Qin ancestral temple that had existed for a hundred years was cut off, all the royal family and nobles were wiped out, and only one in ten of the nobles in Guanzhong survived.

During the Dong Zhuo Rebellion in the Eastern Han Dynasty, when the capital was moved to Chang'an, the soldiers were allowed to plunder and the Guandong gentry were executed in the market, young and old.

During the Hou Jing Rebellion in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the death rate of the gentry reached 70%. Officials were forced to walk on foot, the royal family system was cut off, and the aristocratic politics came to an end.

At the end of the Sui Dynasty, the Wagang Army attacked Guanlong, and the Guanlong military aristocracy group was completely slaughtered. Sixty to seven out of ten houses were burned down.

Due to the disaster of Zhu Wen and the Qingliu movement at the end of the Tang Dynasty, the extinction rate of aristocratic families reached 85%, the clothing and status were scattered, and the gentry was wiped out.

Zhu Yuanzhang purged Jiangnan at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, Li Zicheng tortured officials and gentry at the end of the Ming Dynasty, and the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom wiped out the evildoers in the late Qing Dynasty... Throughout history, large-scale class purges broke out every three hundred years or so, but in the end, these gentry and aristocratic families survived.

"Yes, those old people should have been buried by history long ago..."

Bai Ci held the pipe between his lips and took a deep breath as he spoke. The tobacco at the end slowly burned down, and curls of smoke rose calmly. "But they used blood, bones, and horns as anchors, nailing the giant ship to the sundial of the Qianqing Palace."

"They hid behind their vermilion gates, nurturing the ghosts of the dynasty, and ensconced in their deep mansions, dreaming of their own immortality. In their eyes, reform was nothing more than changing the curtain on a stage."

"Even so, there are still people who turn into moths and continue to burn those rotten wooden stages to ashes."

A streak of golden morning sun light passed across the furrow between his brows, and the white smoke hid the pair of pupils filled with emotion in the mist.

"..." Qi Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, "So, what do you mean?"

"The four edges illuminate the liver and gallbladder, the twin maces hang the sun and the moon. Leave behind the suffering of the soul, and the imperial map will be restored."

Bai Ci's words seemed to have a profound meaning, but he quickly shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. You will understand later. Your achievement in killing Lu Wu this time is enough to make you a lieutenant colonel."

"You can take this time to rest. You can enter and exit the tower as you please, and you can also complete the strength assessment while you're there."

"Okay." Qi Xiuyuan nodded, turned around and left the command post without asking any questions about the handling of the dragon bone cross.

Bai Ci watched Qi Xiuyuan's back as he walked away. Zhang Zhen, who was exhausted, walked into the command post. His pupils froze when he saw the dragon bone cross.

"Qi Xiuyuan is such a cruel guy, making Chen Zhenyu so embarrassed." Zhang Zhen grinned with a bit of schadenfreude.

"Stop laughing." Bai Ci sighed as he looked out the window. "Let's take the Dragon Bone Cross to the research institute and make it into a potion. With Qi Xiuyuan's bloodline, it should be able to absorb it perfectly."

The command room was silent for a few seconds. Zhang Zhen looked at Bai Ci's back and heard the extremely dangerous message hidden in those plain words.

"Boss Bai, are you sure?" he asked in a deep voice, so low that it could be drowned out by the howling wind outside the door.

The relaxed and playful atmosphere was no longer in the air, but was replaced by a frozen solemnity, as if someone had uncovered a corner of the coffin, and any prying eyes would inevitably be silent and awed.

"He is the only suitable candidate besides you." Bai Ci said calmly.

"He's definitely more suitable than me." Zhang Zhen nodded. "But are you sure he can be trusted? Putting everything else aside, the abilities he's demonstrated alone are more than just one word spirit."

"It's not important." Bai Ci shook his head.

"Isn't this important?" Zhang Zhen said in a deep voice, "With his bloodline, if it is purified again, who knows what it will become?"

"Human? Dragon?" Bai Ci smiled and said, "When Chen Zhenyu left, I said it was a pity that these two third-generation species, one turned into a dragon bone cross, and the other was transformed into a corpse guardian, had no research value. Guess what Qi Xiuyuan said to me?"

"What?" Zhang Zhen was stunned.

"He said, leave me one alive next time." Bai Ci's smile deepened. "Tell me, if it was Ange who was in his place, what would he choose?"

"This kid... only he can say such things."

After a moment of silence, Zhang Zhen relaxed his frown, changed his lazy look, shrugged and said, "That's right, I'm stupid. This is not something we should worry about. Let those old guys worry about it."

(End of this chapter)