The Great Seminary

Chapter 34 This is called 'Professional'

The name seems to be just an insignificant title.

But in history, there are countless people, things, objects, and even tribes and countries that have risen and fallen because of a name.

That's why the word "taboo" came into being.

Having completed what he needed to do and successfully fulfilled his wish, Zhang Gui was truly overjoyed.

He walked out of the big stone cave happily.

It was almost dusk, and the Mushroom Valley was covered with dead leaves, giving people a feeling of decay under the setting sun.

But in Zhang Gui's eyes, he felt that the newly born "Xia Shishijing" was golden, which meant it was going to be prosperous!

Although the old Sang Gui who was guarding the door had dim eyesight, he could still sense Zhang Gui's presence and came over excitedly.

"Daishi Jinxing, you are out.

I, Sang Gui Baijie, present this to you."

"Okay, Old Sang Gui, I'm a practical person, not an idealist, so let's not talk about formalities.

You know the situation in the tribe much better than I do, and how many people are available now?

When I say 'available', I don't mean someone who is young and strong and as loyal as you.

I can grant you strength, vitality, vigor, and even a longer life."

“Great Great Stone Venus, the Stone Corpse Tribe has now become extremely weak.

There were only thirteen households and twenty-one members left, thirteen of whom were women.

But they can all barely wield a knife in battle.

As for the loyal ones, they were all dying and no longer had the energy to betray the tribe.

Since I have chosen to be a stone corpse for my whole life, I must be buried in the Mushroom Valley with dignity."

Environment shapes life.

After living in the mountains for a few years, scholars can be trained to become thugs who usually farm and rob as a hobby.

Not to mention the mountain people who have made a living by fishing and hunting since childhood.

As long as one is breathing and can move, one can always shoot fish or roe deer, and if one can kill an animal, one can actually kill people.

Zhang Gui was delighted when he heard this, "He is still strong and wild despite his age.

No wonder you old bones didn’t become assimilated by the Ming and Song people like your descendants and live on the plains.”

Old Sang Gui was speechless and didn't know how to respond.

His two sons and three daughters had all died, and the dozen or so grandsons and granddaughters left Mushroom Valley and went to the plains to start their own families.

Although he was sad, deep down he couldn't blame the children.

Staying in the valley, in a declining tribe, is very easy to die.

For hundreds of years, the continuous expansion of the Ming and Song people not only squeezed the living space of the barbarians, but also squeezed the living space of wild beasts.

The rabbits that could breed several litters a year in the vast grasslands on the flat land seemed to have an endless supply of food, but now they have disappeared without a trace as the grasslands have been turned into farmland.

The swamps and pools filled with fish, shrimps, birds, and various water animals were occupied by the Song and Ming people and turned into cities and manors.

Hunters with poor skills have lost their flatland hunting grounds on which they depend for survival and can only hunt wild beasts in the mountains.

So life became more and more dangerous and difficult.

Continuing to be a stone corpse, even if you are a chief, it is better to be a small businessman selling mountain products in the plains, or to work for a workshop owner in the city or a large estate in the suburbs for a long time.

As an ancestor, he can't blame his descendants for wanting to live.

Zhang Gui saw Old Sang Gui's tangled look and said with a smile:

“Old Sang Gui, I was born into an agricultural family.

If I hadn't had the opportunity to become a king and create a new civilization, nation, and country, I might have been proud of being a Song or Ming person all my life.

It doesn’t matter to me that your descendants became people of the Song and Ming dynasties.

If I can devour the heaven and earth in the future, they will naturally become my people again.

If not, what difference does it make whether there are dozens, hundreds, thousands or tens of thousands of subjects more or less?

Later, you will gather all the stone corpses who can still move.

I need them to spread the news that we have discovered the treasure left by the previous Stone Corpse King in the valley.

You are all experienced hunters, so I don't need to teach you how to make a nest before shooting fish." Old Sang Gui has known Zhang Gui for more than ten years, and they are quite familiar with each other.

At this moment, I felt that his wording was quite different from before. Although I could barely understand it, it was weird and obviously abnormal.

But before this, Zhang Gui was just a young scholar from the Ming and Song dynasties.

It was by chance that he became qualified to inherit the Stone Corpse Tribe, so it was normal for him to speak in a flowery and slow manner.

Now that he has awakened the bloodline of the Stone Corpse King and become the legendary Great Stone Venus, it is natural that he speaks unusually.

Especially as the last stone corpse warrior of the stone corpse clan, Da Guisang has a blind superstition about the legendary big stone Venus.

He knelt on the ground without feeling anything unusual and answered devoutly:
"Yes, the honorable Oishi Venus."

Zhang Gui looked at the old man at his feet and said slowly:

“Two things.

First, I established a new system where my subjects no longer had to kneel and kowtow to anyone, including me.

At most, you can just bow.

Second, I am not a riddle man and prefer to make things clear to those who carry out orders.

The purpose of spreading rumors is to lure people to Wolong Valley to rob, so that I can counterattack and kill them.

My two aunts are the widows of the previous kings of the Stone Corpse.

My mother was not even the concubine of a son of a prominent family in Songming County, and she was not even considered a mistress.

Their current way of making a living is selling stinky shrimp paste.

In this situation, if there are still people who believe that there is treasure in the Mushroom Valley and come to rob it, their intelligence and heart are really not suitable for life.

I will use their corpses to create stone warriors.

You should know that stone corpse warriors are divided into different levels.

The lowest type is a single stone corpse warrior, and you are that type.

The next level up is the Ten-Stone Corpse Warrior, which is the limit of what I can refine at the moment.

Ten complete corpses are needed to complete the ritual.

By then, you will be able to regain the health of your prime, master even greater strength, and live at least thirty more years."

People often have a low tolerance for tragic scenes they see with their own eyes. For example, a normal person would feel creepy and uncomfortable all over when seeing a dead body.

However, they have a very high tolerance for psychological cruelty.

As long as they stand on the side of what they think is "justice", killing dozens or hundreds of people is just a matter of words.

For example, Zhang Gui is standing in the golden sunset in Mushroom Valley.

As for Old Sang Gui, who was over eighty years old and had worked as a bandit and pirate under the previous three generations of Stone Corpse Kings in his youth, he had even performed the "feat" of looting the prince's farm and killing the retired prefect. He had no psychological burden in killing dozens of thieves.

I just have some doubts about the feasibility of Zhang Gui's plan.

“Dashi Jinxing, you are truly the king sent from heaven to revive the stone corpse!

However, it would be difficult to attract hundreds of enemies as Xuanzhi Mountain is now deserted.

It's not as refreshing as going down the mountain to slaughter the villagers.

All you have to do is refine me into a 'Ten Stone Corpse Warrior' to restore my combat power, and then refine ten 'Stone Corpse Warriors' as soldiers.

I am 80% sure that I can take advantage of the dark and windy night to destroy the unguarded small village at the foot of the mountain.

By then, hundreds of corpses will be within easy reach.

Then you can continue to refine stone corpses and plunder larger farms.

After doing this three or four times and getting money and food, if the government noticed him, he would flee to the western Guangdong Sea and hide.

The people there are poor and lowly, and there are many more bandits and robbers than in East Guangdong.

We can use food to recruit hungry bandits and train strong soldiers.

As long as we don't rob the aristocratic farms, we can gather enough soldiers in a year or two and the Dongyuehai issue will be resolved.

Then we will return to Mushroom Valley and continue to plunder the village.

When our foundation grows, we can buy ships on the black market and go out to sea. Then, unless the prefecture and county governments join forces with the Ministry of War and the navy, we won’t have anything to fear.”

(End of this chapter)