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Chapter 121 The School Officer's Strange Encounter

In the afternoon, around three o'clock, Lin Zhuo awoke from his meditation.

Skill completion rate: 72%

[Skill Credibility 66%]

All seventy-two minor supernatural power restrictions have been engraved in his body, and he is only one step away from achieving the perfect supernatural power cultivation he aims for. This step is a blank and unfamiliar world for him, with no way forward and every step is a path through barren weeds and rugged terrain.

How easy is it to develop unique minor supernatural spells and incantations?

Lin Zhuo remained optimistic. He would think of a solution after joining the player guild, and if all else failed, he would use artificial intelligence to deduce the method. In any case, he could complete the cultivation technique in one or two months at most, and he could afford to wait.

Although this supernatural power technique is not yet fully developed, its basic functions have already been realized. As long as his true energy is sufficient, Lin Zhuo can now use these minor supernatural powers at will. Moreover, the power of his true energy has been greatly enhanced by the incantation, and the destructive force of any move he makes is comparable to the Fallen Dragon, while the energy consumption is greatly reduced.

However, he also needs to prepare a stone to carry with him, from which he can draw energy before each action and temporarily condense true essence, which is equivalent to a magician's spellcasting material.

The situation of a Lv5 Qigong master is undoubtedly somewhat awkward. Once they advance to Lv6 and condense the Xuan Guan acupoint that can store true essence, this predicament will be completely improved.

Ordinary stones are of mortal nature and are not durable. Once extracted by the divine vein, they turn into dust and cannot be refined into much true essence.

Fortunately, Lin Zhuo had a large piece of magnetic white jade, which possessed a unique spiritual energy and was considered a superior form of rock energy. Even a small amount was enough for Lin Zhuo to extract a considerable amount of rock energy from it.

However, this would cause the white jade core to shatter and be damaged, which would indeed be a waste of its precious material.

Later, Lin Zhuo planned to carve the bell tongue of the Dragon Summoning Bell, which required inscribing a restriction on the magnetic white jade. In addition to the Na Yin energy storage spell marked on the weapon blueprint, he could also add an extra Small Pot Heaven Technique restriction to allow the bell tongue to store rock energy in advance for easy access. In that case, Lin Zhuo would have everything he needed.

In any case, he has other matters to attend to at the moment.

Before leaving, Lin Zhu instructed the little robot to watch the house, especially the soup pot simmering on the induction cooker on the stove. It was to turn off the heat as soon as it boiled to prevent the soup from overflowing.

"Received, executing orders!" The little robot stood on the stove, chest puffed out, saluting with the pride of a little soldier.

Although Lin Zhuo was not used to dealing with emotional companion robots, he was still amused, said goodbye, turned around and went out, heading straight for the Iron Horse Fighting Association.

He arrived a little early; the elementary school students in the extracurricular class hadn't arrived yet.

Upon entering the main stadium, Min Pei-er was introducing the environment to three men dressed in casual clothes.

Although these three are in relaxed postures with their hands on their hips at ease, they are clearly from the military. Their skin is exposed to the wind and sun, indicating that they spend most of their time outdoors. Such people are rare in artificial dome cities.

"Lin Zhuo, you're here so early today?" Min Pei'er turned around and saw him. She didn't want to say anything, but she couldn't help but open her mouth to greet him.

"I'm not someone who's late every day."

Seeing that he was observing the three unfamiliar faces beside him, Min Pei'er introduced them, "These three uncles are my dad's work friends. They just came to Hongshui City for tourism today. I'm taking them to visit the museum."

"Hello, welcome to Hongshui City, have a good time." Lin Zhuo smiled and waved lightly.

Shao Shigang narrowed his eyes, concealing the glint in them, and laughed heartily. "Hello, hello, Comrade Xiao Min, this is your friend? Then you should get to know him. My surname is Shao, just call me Lao Shao. This is Xiao Zhou and Xiao Xu."

"Comrade Lin Zhuo is our Iron Horse Association's combat instructor," Min Pei'er said, while discreetly observing the expressions of the group.

For some reason, as soon as Lin Zhuo arrived, the three uncles' faces suddenly turned tense, and they started talking more frequently, no longer just giving perfunctory "uh-huhs" like before.

"A martial arts instructor? Perfect, perfect! My friend here has been really keen to learn fighting techniques lately. Hey, Zhou! Yes, look at him, he's skinny and muscular, he's probably afraid of getting beaten up on the street. Comrade Lin, if it's convenient for you, could you teach him a few moves? It would be such a hassle if he were ever in danger and had no way to defend himself!"

Major Zhou, who was pushed forward by Shao Shigang, was all muscle and lean and wiry, but in order to cooperate with his comrades, he had to pretend to be weak and limp.

Lin Zhuo was of course aware of the identities of the three people in front of him. Chi Jiang had sent their military records to his email, and he knew exactly when they enlisted, what missions they had performed, and what honors they had received.

As a dragon rider armored warrior, one is naturally proficient in close combat and has no need to learn skills from a combat coach.

Every branch of the military in modern times is consciously training its soldiers' combat abilities.

Because modern firearms are now widely equipped with shield generators that can stop high-speed projectiles, they primarily fire low-velocity, heavy bullets.

For soldiers equipped with the neural acceleration protocol, the trajectory of a bullet is completely visible to the naked eye, and it is by no means a fantasy to walk through such a hail of bullets unscathed.

While laser and plasma weapons can ignore shields, their application is limited due to the immature technology leading to severe range attenuation and their susceptibility to obstructions such as smoke screens.

With long-range weapons proving ineffective, close-combat skills become significantly more crucial. While drone swarms are the primary force, human units are still needed on the battlefield to capture strongholds and carry out dangerous assault missions.

Armored warriors are the blades responsible for attacking strongholds; their battles often rely on melee combat to determine life and death.

Major Zhou understood the company commander's intention perfectly. This young man was on the suspect list, so it was a good opportunity to test his fighting ability.

If Lin Zhuo wins, then the suspicion against him will increase significantly.

The best course of action is to refrain from taking action, or to deliberately feign weakness and admit defeat.

Lin Zhuo was naturally well aware of this.

He immediately shook his head and smiled, "Don't try to teach someone who's already an expert. Old Shao, you're joking. Your friend is clearly a master. He doesn't need me to teach him."

Min Pei'er quickly smoothed things over, "Yes, yes, Instructor Lin is about to teach a class. Let's not disturb the important business."

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"Hey, what's the big deal? We're all martial arts practitioners. We can only improve through communication, right?" Shao Shigang laughed heartily.

The association members in the venue peered around, having always admired Instructor Lin's skills, so they had no confidence in these alien guests who were challenging him.

Lin Zhuo declined again, and although Shao Shigang's attitude softened and he backed down, he still insisted on having the competition.

"In that case," Lin Zhuo looked at Min Peier, "may I use your practice room?"

"I think the students will be here soon, in two more minutes. How about we talk about it tomorrow?" Min Pei'er was still trying to cover for Lin Zhuo.

"That's enough. I'll have to trouble you to stay here. Let the students who have arrived earlier do their own thing." Lin Zhuo said this as he walked towards the stairs, followed by three active-duty school officers with strange expressions, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Min Pei'er was stunned for a moment before realizing that she had been ostracized, and her cheeks puffed out in anger.

Private practice rooms on the second floor of the venue.

Lin Zhuo pushed open the door and entered, walking to the center of the area and standing with his hands behind his back. He turned around and looked at the three armored warriors, "Welcome to Hongshui City. I hope you will not divulge the following conversation."

For some reason, Shao Shigang and the other two felt a sudden sinking feeling in their hearts when they saw the young man slightly change his posture and expression.

Not right.

Is this person really a college graduate with little experience and knowledge? Why is he acting this way and speaking?

"What do you mean?" Major Xu couldn't help but ask.

Before the words were even finished, the cell phones in the pockets of all three people vibrated simultaneously.

They all looked down to check their emails, then suddenly looked up at Lin Zhuo.

"We will abide by the confidentiality regulations. Comrades Lin and Lin Zhuo, there seems to be some misunderstanding today. Let's just leave it at that. Let's pretend we never met." "Yes, yes, let's pretend we never met." "Shall we leave now?"

"No rush," Lin Zhuo smiled. "We'll meet sooner or later, and we'll become comrades-in-arms. There's nothing wrong with meeting up and exchanging pleasantries beforehand."

The three officers stood obediently in a row, chests out and heads held high, awaiting orders from the ordinary soldiers who had already retired.

Lin Zhuo continued, "I know you came to Hongshui City to investigate the unknown alien armored warrior. His cause of death, and who killed him. This case is now entirely under your jurisdiction. However, you don't need to continue the investigation; this matter will be closed and destroyed, as if it never happened."

"Yes!" Shao Shigang and the other two answered loudly.

"Didn't you want to exchange blows with me?" Lin Zhuo extended his right hand in an invitation. "Let's not fight one-on-one, let's all try it out together. Let me see just how strong the most elite warriors of the Human Community really are."

"This—" Shao Shigang's dark face was wrinkled and he looked miserable. He looked around and sighed softly, "Xiao Zhou and Xiao Xu, obey orders."

A few minutes later, the three, one sick and one limping, supported each other and followed Lin Zhuo down the stairs.

Min Pei'er was leading the elementary school students in warm-up exercises when she saw Lin Zhuo and quickly rushed over to check him over. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, thank you for your help again. I can relax after the match tomorrow."

"Uncle Shao, are you alright?" Min Pei'er asked the guests with a quick inquiry.

"It's alright, it's alright! We're all fine!" The three dragoons stood ramrod straight, gave a thumbs-up, and beamed with healthy smiles on their slightly bruised faces. "We've learned so much from Coach Lin! It's been incredibly beneficial!"

Lin Zhuo brought his four young disciples, who were participating in the competition, into the training room, along with his younger brother Lin Wubing and the little girl Hua Jiaorong. While these children were receiving special training, Shao Shigang and his two companions stood obediently by the wall to observe.

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