Warlord: Starting with Subduing Little A Qiao

"China has reached this point, and is already terminally ill!"

We can no longer rely on the old-fashioned method of treating the symptom rather than the cause.

The time is not on our side; if we delay any longer, China will be doomed to eternal damnation.

We cannot sit idly by and wait to die!

Today, I will awaken the Chinese people with my blood!

As soon as he finished shouting those words, everyone saw Zheng Haisheng pull out a dagger, and his increasingly hysterical voice rang out.

Throughout history, there have always been victims in times of turmoil!

"Bloodshed and sacrifice begin with our generation!"

Long live China!

As the dagger was drawn, some girls who couldn't control their emotions screamed.

Many students in the audience immediately panicked, and the crowd became chaotic.

Du Fei, who was taking photos in the audience, rushed to the front of the stage without thinking, his face flushed with excitement as he rolled up his sleeves.

"stop!"

"If you survive now, you still have tomorrow! Dying is the only way to truly end it all."

Du Fei moved incredibly fast, and by the time he rushed onto the stage, his voice was already cracking from panic.

His eyes were fixed on Zheng Haisheng, as if afraid that he would make a rash move.

But Zheng Haisheng remained unmoved, only slightly curling the corners of his mouth.

Leave tomorrow's problems to tomorrow's people!

"What I need to do today is to awaken the sleeping Chinese people!"

"I will use my blood to inspire everyone!"

The words spoken in quick succession left Du Fei stunned.

Then Zheng Haisheng, with a tragic expression, shouted with all his might.

"Students! Let's stand up!"

"Then let me awaken this nation with my blood!"

"I laugh as I brandish my sword, my heart and soul remain steadfast, whether I stay or go!"

As he spoke, he raised the dagger high and brought it towards his own neck!

Chapter 76 Luo Zhan: The knowledge you talk about is not even worth a steamed bun!

The next instant, with a bang, his dagger was knocked to the ground by a straw hat.

Following the direction, Zheng Haisheng turned around sharply and found Luo Zhan, dressed in a gray long robe, standing not far away from the student crowd.

"what are you doing?"

The crowd also turned to look back in unison, making way for them.

Luo Zhan's brows furrowed slightly.

After going to the slum with Zheng Haisheng yesterday, he felt something was a little off.

I never expected that Zheng Haisheng would commit suicide in the school square today.

As for proving one's resolve with blood?

Seeing the passionate atmosphere at the scene, Luo Zhan scoffed.

Instead of wasting time committing suicide here, why don't you go to the battlefield and kill Japanese soldiers?!

At this moment, he understood Ye Bai's evaluation of these students even more.

These young students can see the ills of contemporary society, the loneliness and suffering of ordinary people, and the decline of China.

They desperately wanted to change the current situation and awaken the ignorant masses.

Unfortunately, a suitable method simply could not be found.

Thinking of this, and seeing that Zheng Haisheng was still staring straight at him, Luo Zhan stepped forward and said.

"You sound very emotional, but I, Lao Luo, don't understand this kind of thing. All I know is that you won't kill the Japanese devils, you won't kill the traitors, you won't kill the foreign powers, but you insist on committing suicide..."

The rough, hoarse voice reached everyone's ears, including Zheng Haisheng's.

His body trembled, and his tone became noticeably agitated.

"What do you know?! Whenever there is change in a nation, someone has to shed blood. If there is to be real bloodshed, I, Zheng Haisheng, want to be the first one!"

These words were spoken with righteous indignation and passion, and another round of applause rang out from the audience.

But looking at the applause, Luo Zhan's eyes showed doubt, as if he was wondering why someone would applaud.

"You love your country so much, and you have so much passion to shed, so why not save it for the battlefield?"

The nation is like a mother. If your mother is critically ill, and you don't go to save her but instead commit suicide, isn't that absurd?

Seeing that Zheng Haisheng seemed taken aback by what he had said, Luo Zhan scratched his head and continued.

“I know you went to the slums yesterday, so let me ask you a few questions.”

Before Zheng Haisheng could even react to why Luo Zhan knew he had gone to the slums, Luo Zhan's voice rang out immediately after he finished speaking.

What do you think people in slums need most?

Upon hearing this, Zheng Haisheng blurted out instinctively.

"They need knowledge! With knowledge, they can create greater wealth..."

"By the way, they need a fair living environment, supportive policies, and the attention of the whole society..."

Clearly, this has always been a concern for him.

When this topic came up, Zheng Haisheng visibly became excited, and his eyes sparkled with excitement.

Just as he was getting more and more excited, Luo Zhan smiled too, though the smile was clearly somewhat perfunctory.

Zheng Haisheng saw this smile and his expression immediately changed.

"why are you laughing?"

Luo Zhan then withdrew his smile and shrugged.

"I laugh at you! What difference is there between you and the powerful and wealthy people you speak of!"

"You laugh at the powerful and wealthy for eating and drinking lavishly every day, but aren't you doing the same thing yourself?!"

"What a load of bull! I used to live in Zhabei. When I was starving, all I wanted was a steamed bun."

I just wanted a steamed bun...

With a deafening roar, as if a thunderbolt had struck Zheng Haisheng's mind, his eyes filled with utter confusion.

A steamed bun?!

Is his faith really less important than a steamed bun?

how come? !

It should clearly be knowledge...

With knowledge, these poor people can learn a skill, earn money to support their families, and never again have to live a life of poverty and hunger...

Zheng Haisheng couldn't help but begin to doubt his long-held beliefs, just as Luo Zhan across from him continued to speak frankly.

"You think they need knowledge? Of course they do! But what's more important than having enough to eat and surviving?"

Yes, what's more important than being alive?!

As Luo Zhan's voice fell, not only did Zheng Haisheng on the stage fall silent, but the students below also became completely silent.

Many patriotic students previously shared the same thoughts as Zheng Haisheng.

After hearing Luo Zhan's words, everyone couldn't help but start to think.

Is the world they see really the same as the world seen by the working class?

They keep talking about the working class, but do they really know what the working class needs?

Seeing the silence in the room, Luo Zhan spoke slowly.

"I, Lao Luo, am a rough man and don't know how to speak in a refined manner."

But I, Lao Luo, know that it's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death.

War is inevitable, and none of us can escape it!

If you're a true hero, you should go to the battlefield together when the time comes.

"As long as I'm alive, at least I can kill a few more Japanese devils!"

With those last few sentences, Luo Zhan's words became even more resounding!

The simple, plain language further ignited the passion of the students in the audience.