Pursued by the Heavenly Dao, first level up in the courtyard.

On the devastated land, shrapnel, shell casings, flesh and bones, and corpses were scattered everywhere.

Qi Bing, who quickly rose to the rank of platoon leader through his battle record and luck, would think of his final enemy every time the night was quiet.

The enemies of ordinary people, no matter how strong they are, are ultimately just ordinary people.

Having obtained the Human Race System, his enemies include not only ordinary people, but also the Heavenly Dao of the primordial world.

The film world before us is located in the endless chaos of a chaotic universe.

At the center of the chaotic universe lies the renowned primordial world, also known as the Three Realms.

The center of the chaotic universe is the primordial world, and the area outside the primordial world is endless chaos.

The great wars between the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans, the wars between immortals and demons, the wars between witches and demons, and the wars of the gods—on the surface, these are great calamities, but in reality, they are the Heavenly Dao's attempt to control the primordial world.

After the birth of the human race, the Heavenly Dao realized that the primordial world would also give rise to the Human and Earthly Daos, and eventually the three Daos of Heaven, Earth and Humanity would coexist. The Heavenly Dao, which intended to dominate the world, used the Great Tribulation to suppress the human race and prevent the emergence of the Human Dao.

Under the manipulation of Heaven, the innate human race was imprisoned in the Fire Cloud Cave, and the bloodline of the acquired human race was continuously diluted.

During several great calamities, the primordial world was shattered in parts. Fragments of the primordial world fell into endless chaos, absorbing the power of chaos and evolving into the Great Thousand World, the Middle Thousand World, and the Small Thousand World.

During the Great War of the Great Calamity, some humans who were born after the Great Calamity, due to the shattering of the primordial world or the existence of humanity, were scattered throughout the endless chaos of the Great Thousand World, the Middle Thousand World, and the Lesser Thousand World, where they subsequently multiplied and grew stronger.

Humanity was conscious from the moment it was born; if it weren't for the suppression by the Heavenly Dao, humanity would have emerged long ago.

Humans stand tall and upright, and so does humanity.

Qi Bing felt somewhat dejected, realizing that the power of Heaven was too great and his own strength was too weak.

With many comrades dying heroically every day and facing constant life-or-death crises, he gradually forgot about the principles of justice.

As long as he doesn't go to the primordial world, the Heavenly Dao poses no threat to him.

The human race outside the primordial world is one of the contingency plans left behind by humanity.

The human system he obtained was also a trump card of humanity.

Normal human cultivators, once their cultivation reaches a certain level, will ascend from the Lesser Thousand Worlds to the Middle Thousand Worlds, then from the Middle Thousand Worlds to the Greater Thousand Worlds, and finally from the Greater Thousand Worlds to the Primordial World.

Qi Bing, who possesses the human race system, will not ascend unless he himself wishes to do so.

Calm and patient, he decided that he would never go to the prehistoric world unless he became a Grand Luo Immortal.

If he hadn't been able to cultivate into an immortal, he wouldn't even be able to go to the prehistoric world, let alone fulfill his mission and responsibilities.

Traveling across battlefields, Qi Bing sometimes led troops to kill enemies, sometimes cultivated alone, and sometimes ate alone.

It wasn't that he didn't want his soldiers to eat meat, but rather that the food from the Xuanhuang World was not suitable to be brought out.

That morning, before dawn, the US military unleashed a torrential downpour of artillery fire, with flames piercing the sky and deafening explosions shaking the earth.

Unable to retaliate, the Qi soldiers shouted for cover from the cannons.

The enemy's artillery fire was too intense, turning the position into ruins. Soldiers fell one after another in pools of blood. After the artillery fire stopped, the entire company was wiped out, and the position was a mess, a truly horrific sight.

Looking at the bodies of his comrades, Qi Bing's eyes turned red, grief and raging anger swirling in his chest.

Clenching his fists, making a cracking sound, Qi Bing forgot his mission and responsibility as the master of the human system at this moment, with only the thought of avenging his comrades remaining in his mind.

Remaining relatively calm, he did not charge towards the enemy, but waited for an opportunity.

When the enemy's artillery fire stopped, only 15 of the original 36 men in the platoon survived.

The Qi soldiers collected the scattered guns, bullets, and grenades and placed them in various locations in the trenches.

A few minutes later, several hundred enemy soldiers charged toward the position, shouting and yelling.

Qi Bing picked up a water-spraying cannon, aimed at an enemy officer, and quickly pulled the trigger.

Speed ​​is like the wind, every shot hits its mark, empty the magazine, and switch to a new gun.

Roaming through trenches, switching guns and killing enemies, repeating this process over and over again.

The enemy was more than 100 meters away from the trench, and the Qi soldiers began throwing grenades.

Having taken the Power Pill, he now possesses a strength of over 1,000 jin (approximately 500 kg) and can throw grenades a great distance.

The battle raged from morning till dusk, and the Qi soldiers had no idea how many enemies they had killed.

Zhang Erwa cried, "Platoon leader, there are only seven men left in our platoon."

Qi Bing, his heart heavy with grief and indignation, said, "I understand."

The Third Company was almost completely wiped out. Upon receiving the order, Qi Bing, along with six wounded soldiers, vacated the position and returned to the rear to rest.

According to the battle statistics, the Third Company killed more than 900 enemy soldiers, and Qi Bing's platoon killed more than 700 enemy soldiers.

Many officers were killed in action, and Qi Bing was promoted directly from platoon leader to company commander.

Winter has passed and spring has arrived, but the great battle continues.

Yi Zhonghai's biggest obsession was to find someone to take care of him in his old age and see him off in his final days. To this end, he looked for many people of suitable age. After weighing the pros and cons, he found that the filial Jia Dongxu was the most suitable.

The deaf old lady repeatedly said that Sha Zhu was better than Jia Dongxu. Yi Zhonghai, who was naturally suspicious, worried that Zhang Cuihua would not agree to Jia Dongxu taking care of him in his old age, so he decided to train He Yuzhu to be his backup in his old age.

That evening, Yi Zhonghai specifically sought out He Yuzhu and said with a smile, "Zhuzi, you are a very honest and kind-hearted person with excellent cooking skills. I have acquaintances in the factory and would like to introduce you to work in the factory canteen."

Upon hearing this, He Yuzhu's eyes lit up instantly, and he eagerly asked, "Uncle Yi, is what you're saying true? Thank you so much! I've been wanting to find a job for a long time."

Yi Zhonghai feigned regret and sighed, "Zhu Zi, I spoke with the factory's canteen manager, and he said you're too young and can only start working at the factory next year. You'll have to wait another year."

The joy on He Yuzhu's face vanished instantly, replaced by disappointment. He said dejectedly, "Then I'll wait a little longer."

Yi Zhonghai patted him on the shoulder perfunctorily, offered a few words of comfort, and then turned and left the He family.

The following evening, Yi Zhonghai came to the Jia family and said to Zhang Cuihua, "Dongxu is a clever and hardworking boy. He will definitely make a name for himself in the steel rolling mill if he learns to be a fitter from me."

Zhang Cuihua brewed a cup of tea for Yi Zhonghai. With a smile on her face, she echoed Yi Zhonghai's words, but in her heart, she knew exactly what he was thinking.

After Yi Zhonghai left, Zhang Cuihua whispered, "Dongxu, Yi Zhonghai doesn't really want to teach you skills. His real intention is to have you take care of him in his old age."

Jia Dongxu was startled and said with a hint of disbelief, "Mom, really? Uncle Yi seems like a very honest person, and he's been very good to me. Why would he scheme against me?"

Zhang Cuihua sighed: "If he were a good person, what has he taught you in all the time you've been working at the factory? Even though you didn't become his apprentice, we're neighbors in the same compound."

"Mom, I didn't apprentice under him, so why should he teach me metalworking skills?"

"Dongxu, Yi Zhonghai is not as simple as you think. You should be careful."

"Mom, don't worry, I know."

A few days later, Yi Zhonghai directly tested Jia Dongxu: "Dongxu, if you want to learn real skills, you have to follow the rules. If you become my apprentice, I guarantee you'll have a bright future in the factory."

Jia Dongxu said, "Uncle Yi, I need to discuss such an important matter as becoming an apprentice with my mother."

A few days later, Zhang Cuihua asked Jia Dongxu to invite Yi Zhonghai to her house for drinks.

After eating a few bites of food and drinking a few sips of water, Yi Zhonghai directly brought up the matter of taking on apprentices.

Zhang Cuihua said, "Old Yi, as long as you sincerely teach Dongxu the techniques, I will agree to let him become your apprentice."

Yi Zhonghai feigned composure and said solemnly, "Since I am willing to take Dongxu as my apprentice, I will definitely teach him everything I know without holding back, and I will make sure he learns real skills so that he can stand on his own in the future."

Zhang Cuihua smiled and said, "Then thank you very much. If Dongxu dares to forget his roots, forget your kindness, and refuse to be filial to you after you taught him your skills, I will be the first to punish him!"

Two days later, at nine o'clock in the morning, at the Intermediate People's Court.

With the neighbors in the courtyard as witnesses, Jia Dongxu became Yi Zhonghai's apprentice.

Jia Dongxu, holding a cup of tea, said loudly, "Master, please have some tea. From now on, I will definitely learn the skills from you diligently, be filial to you, and never forget my roots or let you down!"

Yi Zhonghai smiled and helped him up, his face full of gentle smiles, but his eyes could not hide the smugness of his successful scheme.

With He Yuzhu in charge of cooking and neighbors helping out, the apprenticeship banquet at noon had a total of eight tables.

Zhang Cuihua, who was stingy, naturally wouldn't cover the cost of the apprenticeship banquet.

The eight tables of apprenticeship banquet at noon were all paid for by Yi Zhonghai.

In Yi Zhonghai's view, by taking Jia Dongxu as his apprentice, he has at least achieved half of his retirement plan.

Then he can rightfully educate and train Jia Dongxu as his master.