Forty-nine rules of the end times

Chapter 238 Eliminating the Assassin and the Adventure Agreement
These three Sisian assassins all believed they were trapped by a barrier-like item, thinking they could simply hold out until the item's duration ended.

But they didn't expect that their mental strength was actually declining.

This filled them with fear. Mental strength was the foundation of all skills and items. If it continued to decrease, they would be unable to use any means other than some fighting techniques.

"Quickly, we need to break through it as soon as possible!"

The three of them no longer cared about saving resources and used their most powerful tools in an attempt to break through the barrier they perceived, but their attacks were like throwing a stone into the sea, having no effect whatsoever.

They didn't know what was going on, but Guan Tong knew perfectly well.

The creation of this shadow domain consumes tens of thousands of points of mental energy, and attacks of insufficient strength simply cannot break through it.

Moreover, Guan Tong discovered a method of "micro-management" in actual operation.

That means wherever the person trapped in the Shadow Realm attacks, he temporarily strengthens the mental power of that area. In this way, unless the person trapped inside has more mental power than him, it is impossible to break through the Shadow Realm.

Guan Tong looked at the three people who seemed to be running around like headless flies and thought, "It seems that the experiment of absorbing the mental power of people in the Shadow Domain has only been half successful."

He could sense that the Shadow Domain was absorbing the mental energy of the three people, but the speed was extremely slow, absorbing only a little bit per second, which was very different from the situation he had imagined where it would be quickly drained.

This may indicate that there is still room for improvement, or it may indicate that the process of absorbing the mental energy of others in the Shadow Domain is extremely difficult, and being able to absorb a little bit per second from a single person is already the limit.

Regardless, his experiment had yielded results. As for the three Sisian assassins, he certainly wouldn't leave them alive.

But before he took action, he had one more question.

Who is your contact person within the college?

The three men previously mentioned that someone on campus was sending them messages, which means that in addition to these assassins, they also had spies planted within the academy.

Upon hearing Guan Tong's question, the three knew this was an opportunity.

"Do you think telling us will make you let us go?!"

"do not know."

"...Then remove the darkness first, and we'll tell you face to face! Otherwise, we won't tell you."

"That's impossible," Guan Tong said. "Fine, don't tell me then."

"Wait a minute!" one of the three couldn't help but say. "I said, before the start of the semester, we used Ascended Coins to bribe a student to monitor that teacher!"

The three were unaware that the one who had trapped them was "that teacher," and they had no idea that the latter possessed such abilities.

What is the student's name?

"Release one of us first, and then we'll tell you!"

"Actually, it's enough to know that they are students."

Guan Tong asked no more questions and took the initiative to control the shrinking of the shadow domain.

To the three of them, darkness was rapidly approaching, swallowing up the meager light they had obtained using their lighting equipment.

It wasn't until they felt a strange, cold, squeezing sensation on their skin that they realized the darkness was actually "materialized."

Only then did they realize that this was not a barrier artifact at all, but some kind of ability manipulated by someone else.

"Click...woo..."

The rapidly shrinking shadow field pressed the three people into an extremely small space, and it was even shrinking in a "tailor-made" manner, even depriving them of the space to move their fingers.

The three were completely unable to resist and eventually became unable to move. They could only suffocate to death in the shadow realm amidst terrifying fear and pain.

As the shadowy domain dissipated, Guan Tong looked at the three corpses lying on the ground.

These three Sisyah assassins were going to kill him, so there was nothing wrong with him dealing with them.

Moreover, the origins of these three individuals are obvious; they were sent by Yelena's older brother, so there's no need for interrogation. As for who the student they bribed is, as long as that student continues to monitor him, it shouldn't be difficult for him to find out.

As for the person who gave the order, Yelena's own brother, he naturally couldn't stay out of it.

Even though Guan Tong is Ye Lianka's teacher, one thing is one thing, and he definitely won't let her brother off the hook. Just like he still doesn't intend to let go of the eldest sister of the Green Plum Society, or the people in Yingqi Kingdom who ordered the bombing of him.

"Once Shi Jingyi returns to take over, I'll go and settle these scores..."

After thinking for a moment, Guan Tong touched the storage ring on his finger and placed the three corpses inside. Then he teleported to the refuge at the bottom of the canyon, summoned several undead, and instructed them to throw the three corpses into the distant forest as a gift for the wild animals. ...

The following morning, Guan Tong went to class as usual, as if nothing had happened.

As the course progressed, his teaching methods also changed.

Based on his experience with Ye Lianka, Guan Tong felt that practical training was suitable for everyone, so his current courses are entirely focused on practical application, with theory as a secondary element.

This is very different from Shi Jingyi's original method of focusing on meditation and energy cultivation; they are even two extremes, one still and one active.

Guan Tong knew that Shi Jingyi's method was to learn to walk before running, which was relatively stable. His method, on the other hand, was more aggressive, combining walking and running, prioritizing efficiency.

But this is precisely his teaching style; he can accelerate students' growth by leveraging his extensive practical experience. Moreover, most students have given positive feedback, with only a small number expressing some dissatisfaction with Guan Tong because they dislike conflict and dislike real-world sparring.

(By the way, what was the background of the substitute instructor for the Mind Power Flow course? Why did he like to have the students fight so much?)

(Isn't that supposed to be a friendly, sparring training session...?)
(I hate this teaching style! I don't like physical contact with people!)
(Yeah, I don't plan on spending my time in the wilderness or becoming a mercenary, so there's no need for this. I'll be working in a government department after graduation; I won't need to fight there.)
(That's right, if combat is needed, soldiers are enough, and besides, the official rules prohibit private battles between Ascended users!)

During lunch break, many students were complaining about Guan Tong's teaching methods in their online chatter.

Fang Qian listened in her dormitory, thinking to herself, no wonder this mental health network doesn't allow lecturers to join. Otherwise, if a lecturer heard so many students complaining about them, they would be furious.

That's right, she, as a counselor, has already infiltrated the mental network of this year's students.

The person who connected her with the group was a junior student she had greeted at the beginning of the semester. The junior student was grateful to Fang Qian for taking her to her dormitory and explaining in detail what she should pay attention to in the college, so after Fang Qian asked, she immediately agreed to add her to the online group.

Fang Qian's task after entering this mental network was to listen, not speak. Her job was to report any content that was detrimental to the academy or involved illegal or criminal activities to the dean.

However, some complaints about the lecturers do not need to be reported.

If the instructors found out, they would definitely be angry, and they might even bring it up in class, so that the students would know that someone in the mental network was tattling.

That way, if anything major happens afterward, the students definitely won't talk about it there. Or they might collectively leave the network and establish a new, rigorously assessed network, at which point it probably won't be so easy for Fang Qian to sneak in again.

So while listening to the students' complaints about Guan Tong, she felt somewhat indignant for him, but she was also very curious as to why he had changed so much in the past year.

Based on her impression of Guan Tong from high school, the latter was clearly a book-loving and quiet person. She seemed completely unrelated to the image of a battle maniac.

(Could our instructor, Guan, have been a mercenary before? Otherwise, how could he have such extensive combat experience?)
(Could he be someone from the official military?)

Students in the MindNet have differing guesses.

Upon hearing this, Fang Qian thought to herself, "Guan Tong definitely hasn't served in the military. Could it be that he's been doing some kind of mercenary work in the wilderness for the past year or so? And how did he meet Shi Jingyi? The latter was a lecturer at the beginning of the academy."

Fang Qian had many questions in her mind, but soon, the students' new topic of discussion made her look nervous.

The discussion originated from a suggestion made by a male student:

Anyone want to go exploring outside the city this Sunday? The rules aren't too strict right now, so we can sneak out.
(There's nothing outside the city, what's the point of exploring?)
(I've heard that quite a few people have set up camp near Pinglu.)
(I saw it online before! Those people who were hiding in the wild also came here to save their lives because of the earthquake.)
(Maybe we'll run into each other after we go out. Count me in.)
(I'm going too, let's discuss a place and time to meet!)
More and more voices echoed in the mental network. After listening for a while, Fang Qian stood up.

She definitely had to report this news, because the college had strict rules that prohibited students from going outside the city!
It's fine to wander around the city on weekends and holidays; there's no need to worry about personal danger. But the areas outside the city are where wilderness survivors and mercenaries who take on commissions minions mingle.

Even though the authorities previously deployed troops to crack down on donor groups and rioters in the wild, it is foreseeable that the wilderness will become chaotic again after the earthquake disaster.

In this environment, anyone who can survive in the wild is absolutely ruthless. If the students encounter these people outside the city and something happens to them, the academy will definitely be held responsible.

With this thought in mind, Fang Qian immediately left the dormitory and went to the office building to find Dean Zhou Qinfeng.

When she arrived at the dean's office, she shared the student discussions she had overheard in the online forum.

Zhou Qinfeng was also shocked after hearing this: "What?! These rascals actually want to run outside the city! Don't they know there are many dangerous people outside the city?!"

Fang Qian nodded: "The students know, that's why they said it was an adventure..."

“An expedition? I really overlooked that…” Zhou Qinfeng paced back and forth. “These days, the authorities have been transferring people to Pinglu, and with foreigners coming and going, the management of people entering and leaving the city has indeed been relaxed. If these students are determined, they could really take the opportunity to sneak out… This would be terrible.”

Fang Qian asked, "Dean, how do you plan to handle this matter?"

Zhou Qinfeng pondered for a moment: "Well, they're planning to go out on Sunday, right? Keep listening and find out the specific meeting time and place. I'll personally go and stop them then!"

"But... Dean, wouldn't doing this be tantamount to telling them that someone has leaked the secret?" Fang Qian hesitated.

“That’s true.” Zhou Qinfeng paused for a moment. “Then how about this: I’ll talk to the department in charge of managing entry and exit from the city and tell them the time when the students leave the city, so that their staff can strictly check and stop them at that time.”

(End of this chapter)