This time I chose Paladin.

Chapter 27 The way forward
For about two hours after that, Nie Weiyang did not move around, but sat on the steps with the teachers, using his own experience and knowledge to help write textbooks.

He wasn't surprised to discover that any elementary school teacher possessed more knowledge in the humanities and sciences than he could remember, because his knowledge wasn't particularly broad. Twenty years spent almost entirely pondering how to fight and solve life-or-death problems had transformed him into a fighting machine. He had a hundred solutions to problems and those who caused them. He could describe them elegantly or calculate the answers precisely...

Well, not very good at it.

But this is normal. No one is omnipotent, especially in the New World where everyone has some problems.

While Nie Weiyang was chatting happily with the two male teachers, Xiang Feng arrived. He seemed to have dealt with the previous matter and his expression had returned to normal.

Nie Weiyang stood up and walked to the corner with him, and the two talked in low voices.

"Is it solved?" Nie Weiyang asked.

"It's solved." Xiang Feng replied.

Nie Weiyang raised his eyebrows: "What?"

Xiang Feng shook his head: "People."

"You shot them?"

"They were shot. They took advantage of the early instability to steal things, but they were so well-pretended back then that we couldn't spare any help. We also had to appease the people. The victims didn't insist on appealing after their supplies were recovered." Xiang Feng chuckled. "Now... do you really think General Mobilization is a joke?"

At this time, any words or actions that could potentially shake people's hearts are considered tantamount to murder and arson. Human hearts are something you can't gamble with. Some people are worse than animals at heart, and now that the Dark Ages have begun, those people will only feel that their nature has been "freed."

Normal people, regardless of gender, age or status, as long as they have a little value, will be regarded as prey and resources by these people, and they will not feel any guilt, because selfishness is engraved in their souls, and harming others for their own benefit has become an instinct. The experiences of Yun Ni and Liu Ye Ning have explained all this.

The more precarious social rules are, the more those who break the rules should be regarded as public enemies, because the absence of rules is always the most terrifying.

Xiang Feng sighed. "At first, I thought, 'You can't be so strict right from the start,' mainly because there are so many elderly people and children in the city, and I was afraid it would scare people... But I realized that day. People are just like that. They usually think the control is too strict, but if they really don't, they'll be finished immediately. The first to be killed are the elderly, the weak, and the disabled. After that, I made up my mind. Anyone who crossed the line would be shot, no matter who it was. I even shot two of my own soldiers."

He shook his head and said nothing more.

"Don't waste bullets," Nie Weiyang warned. "They'll be needed in many situations later. If you can safely resolve the situation with ranged skills and melee, try melee."

After all, reloaded bullets are not as good as original bullets. Before the logistics can provide a stable supply, bullets are very precious, and original bullets are even more so. In the shooter profession... well, in many parts of North America, original bullets and bullet shells even serve as currency between players.

In other regions, since there aren't many professions with ranged attack power, everyone will gradually become a sacred melee master...

"I understand." Xiang Feng said, "What about you? I see you're having a good time chatting with these teachers. Do you want to come and teach?"

"No, it would be a sin for me to teach." Nie Weiyang waved his hand.

He took out a dagger - the same one he had previously captured from the enemy.

"This is green equipment with skills. Someone might need it." He said as he stuffed the item into Xiang Feng's hand.

Xiang Feng was stunned for a moment: "...You can exchange it for resources."

"There aren't many resources to exchange right now, and I'd rather maintain Lang City's current state." Nie Weiyang said, "If you really can't bear it, just give me a token ornament from each boss."

Things weren't given away for free, and neither were the conditions he'd proposed. The ornaments, modeled after the keepsake, had their uses, but no one had any use for them yet.

Xiang Feng agreed to the deal. Now, the highest weapon in everyone's hands was green. No one had the right to dislike a green weapon with skills, and those accessories were really useless to them...

It can't be used to build a trophy room, right? Is that the time now?

Afterward, the two chatted for a while. Xiang Feng wanted Nie Weiyang to teach the children how to fight, but Nie Weiyang declined after thinking about it. He explained that his fighting style wasn't suitable for most people, especially those with weaker recovery abilities—military methods were more suitable for widespread teaching. "Indeed," Xiang Feng said, glancing thoughtfully at the teachers watching them from a distance. "By the way, did you tell them who you are?"

"Yes." Nie Weiyang nodded. "They are very enthusiastic."

"Because they've known about you for a long time. A large portion of the supplies you left behind were distributed to schools and hospitals." Xiang Feng grinned and dragged Nie Weiyang back to the teachers. "Most of the children you saved directly or indirectly are in school. This is an elementary school, and there's a junior high and high school next door... Do you want to go in and see the children?"

Nie Weiyang subconsciously looked towards the wooden windshield window, and through the gaps he saw pairs of sparkling eyes. He suddenly felt a little sweaty. He had been so calm when fighting bosses several stories high, but now he was sweating profusely: "This... isn't to this extent..."

That's not the case!!! Do we have to drag him to talk at this point?!

In his previous life, he was the most reclusive of the Guardians! He didn't even like to attend meetings!

"It's okay, Mr. Nie. Those principals and directors we used to have were always talking nonsense and always asking for money. Weren't they just as talkative?" Several young teachers who had just been chatting happily with Nie Weiyang showed pitiful expressions. "The world is different now. Children need some spiritual encouragement..."

Nie Weiyang was forcibly dragged in by the teachers. When he came to his senses, he was already standing on the podium.

This was different from speeches and meetings, because the three-foot podium was too close to the children, so close that he could see each child's eyes, facial expressions and every little movement. This made Nie Weiyang even more uncomfortable than challenging a team alone.

He just opened his mouth: "Uh..." and then realized that he had not taken off his sunglasses. He felt bad for not taking them off for a moment, but he was afraid that his bloodshot eyes would scare the children. After two awkward seconds, he said: "Students, you must study hard." Then he quickly retreated, and ran through the crowd, running as if there were eight world bosses chasing him.

Xiang Feng was stunned and ran after him with his guards: "Old Nie! Old Nie! Why are you running?"

A female teacher with thirty years of teaching experience was coughing with laughter at the door. She subconsciously wanted to pick up a thermos or something, but found that there was no thermos nearby. She glanced at the children in the door, did not sigh, but walked up to the podium.

"Class, stand up!"

The children's energetic voices echoed in the night sky: "Hello, teacher!"

"Okay, today we're introducing a guy from Langcheng. I think everyone knows his name... When he was in school, I was the teacher in the class next to his. I even taught a class for their teacher..."

On the other side of the school, Nie Weiyang covered his face with his hands, his mind filled with memories, the past and the present.

On one side, in the previous life, Lang City was littered with corpses, schools and hospitals were raided during the chaos, children were killed to pieces, and teachers were shouting out every name on the roster at the top of their lungs, picking up broken limbs in the ruins.

On one side, the teachers, squatting in the rain, scratching their textbooks with sticks in the mud, turned to smile at him. The children crowded in the room, their eyes fixed on him at the podium.

"All the knowledge you learned was filtered by the glomerulus, right?!!" A voice interrupted Nie Weiyang's thoughts. He looked up and found that he had actually run to the vicinity of the hospital.

The hospital, now the heart of Lang City, stood in the gloomy night, a crude red cross atop it, a flag fluttering beside it. Inside, the lights were brightly lit, and several veteran doctors, clutching their torn white coats, were sprinting toward the door, cursing at the younger ones.

Nie Weiyang took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

For the first time in his life, he discovered how comforting it was to exhale a breath of foul air.

"Faith..." He stared at the hospital, at the red standing under the night sky, and murmured.

Although he stopped at this moment, he already knew.

He knew where his own path lay!
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