Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

“What else can we do? The situation is so urgent,” Isaac said.

“Then you can teach them how to avoid these dangers; you don’t necessarily have to make them kill.”

"The best defense is offense. Besides, can you hide forever?"

"..."

Isaac looked at Elder Matsuzaki, who was bowing his head and remaining silent, and continued, "I know this is cruel, but if you and they cannot face it, then the future will be even crueler."

"To expect a bright future with naive ideas is something only a fool would do."

"I understand."

Elder Matsuzaki seemed to have aged considerably. He said, "I understand the hatred society has for those children, and I really shouldn't cling to those naive ideas anymore."

This morning's news had already shattered his last shred of hope.

Isaac patted Matsuzaki on the shoulder and said:

“I can’t stay here 24 hours a day to protect them, but they are my students, so I have to teach them how to survive.”

"I understand. Please continue, Mr. Satomi."

Elder Matsuzaki was relieved and stopped stopping Isaac from teaching them these things.

Isaac returned to the podium, looked at the little girls below who were looking at him with their big, watery eyes, smiled slightly, and put away the knife and mannequin on the podium.

"This thing is a bit inefficient, let me teach you how to use this."

As he spoke, he placed an RPG-7 rocket launcher on the podium.

"You guys learn how to use this first."

Elder Matsuzaki: "..."

Chapter 284: A Thought Creates Life, A Thought Destroys Death

The lessons continued, but Isaac noticed a problem with the way the television station was belittling and smearing the Son of the Curse.

That is, the TV station that should have been under his control has slipped out of his control.

With that in mind, he dialed Hiruko Kagetane's number.

"Hey, Satomi-kun, are you here to discuss forming a team?"

"Hiruko Kagetane, did you see the news this morning?" Isaac asked.

"You mean that news about the 'Law on Deprivation of Household Registration'? I know a little about it," Hiruko Kagetane said.

The passage of the 'Law on Deprivation of Household Registration' caused quite a stir in society. Everyone could vent their anger on the cursed child at will because the law allowed them to do so.

This is why there are increasingly more cases of people beating and killing cursed children on the streets.

“It’s fine to know. I remember you were the one who negotiated with that TV station back then, so you also bear some responsibility for what happened today,” Isaac said.

"I'm truly sorry, but I don't know how I can make amends for my mistake?" Hiruko Kagetane's tone remained as exaggerated as ever. "Should I threaten them again?"

“No need. They were already useless the moment they made their choice.” Isaac suddenly laughed, a chilling madness in his smile.

"The meaning of 'seeing classmates there' is..."

“Make an example of them, let other TV stations see what happens to them,” Isaac laughed. “And incidentally, introduce some other people.”

"I see. Is there a plan?"

"Here is my plan."

Isaac told Hiruko Kagetane about his plan.

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This television station is one of the larger ones in the Tokyo area. It had previously been asked to broadcast negative news about the cursed child on several occasions, with the aim of preventing the implementation of the 'Gastrea Law'.

After being threatened by Hiruko Kagetane, he temporarily stopped this behavior.

However, Hiruko Kagetane was, after all, just a wanted criminal. People from the [Pure Blood Society of Japan] paid a high price and promised to protect the safety of their families and grant him more privileges, so the station director once again 'returned to his old ways'.

Just then, the Tokyo branch chief of the Pureblood Society was murdered, and he seized the opportunity to continue reporting on the Cursed Child, claiming that the person was definitely killed by the Cursed Child, so that the Pureblood Society could implement the 'family registration deprivation law'.

"Hmph, those radio stations actually believe that a wanted criminal can threaten them, how foolish." The portly station manager raised his glass of red wine and looked out the window at the Tokyo area.

Two bodyguards stood beside him.

"To exchange those cursed children for your current status, it's simply..."

At that moment, his secretary walked in.

"Director, someone is looking for you."

"Who?" He frowned slightly.

“It’s… a teenager,” the secretary said after a moment’s hesitation.

"Get him out," the station manager said. "I don't have time to see a little brat."

"Isn't it a bit much to call someone a little brat, Mr. Station Master?"

At that moment, Isaac walked straight in from outside.

The station manager noticed his twitching brow and demanded, "Who are you? How did you get in? Where are the security guards?"

"Security guard? You mean those people who fainted downstairs in the stairwell?"

Knowing that the visitors were up to no good, the station manager immediately called his bodyguards forward.

"I don't care who you are, but coming here was a mistake."

One of the bodyguards walked toward Isaac with a menacing look and threw a punch at him.

Isaac pulled a dagger from his pocket and smashed it directly into the bodyguard's forehead. The force of the blow caused the blade to pierce through the skull.

pat!

The bodyguard's vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground.

"you!"

Before the other bodyguard could react, Isaac stabbed him in the throat with his dagger.

Looking at the bodyguard whose eyes were bloodshot and who was constantly spitting out blood, Isaac put his index finger to his lips.

"Shh! We're talking to your station manager, so keep quiet."

After saying that, he pulled out a dagger, and the bodyguard clutched his throat and fell to the ground, his blood staining the ground red.

"what!!!"

The secretary screamed, and the station manager's eyes were filled with terror.

"What...what do you want to do?"

"Calm down, calm down. You're about to die, don't get so worked up," Isaac laughed. "Someone must have told you not to report on the Cursed Child, right?"

The station manager stared wide-eyed at Isaac: "You're that masked man!?"

"No, no, no, I am not him. He is in an interesting place right now."

As Isaac spoke, he took out his phone and placed it in front of the station director, and the screen showed a villa.

"No, no, no!!" the station director roared.

The screen showed the location of his house.

"Your wife and two sons seem to be at home, but who knows, a masked man might appear any second and deliver their heads to you in a package..."

"No! You can't do that!"

"Can't I? Then tell me what I want to know."

"What...what do you want to know?"

Isaac grinned maliciously: "I'd like to know about the [Japanese Pureblood Society] that you've entrusted to me. Is that alright?"

"This..." The station director hesitated.

"I'll give you five seconds to think it over. 5, 4, 3..."

"Wait!" The station director asked, his face filled with fear, "If I tell you, can you guarantee you'll spare my family?"

"I can consider it."

"You must promise me!" the station director roared.

“Okay,” Isaac laughed.

"That……"

"Hiruko Kagetane, make your move."

boom!

On the phone screen, the station director's villa was instantly reduced to ruins.

"Ah...ah...no way! You..."

boom!

The station director now has a bloody hole in his head.

He collapsed to the ground with an incredulous look in his eyes.

“From the very beginning, I wanted you to set an example for the other TV stations in the Tokyo area. Did you really think you could leave alive?” Isaac squatted down and patted the dead station manager’s cheek with a sneer.

He stood up again and looked at his secretary, who was too frightened to speak.

"Oh ho, I forgot there was also a witness."

Isaac picked up the computer from the station manager's desk and swaggered out the door, completely ignoring the secretary.

"I'm alive?"

Isaac walked out of the television station building and picked up the phone.

"Hello? How's the situation?"

“Of course, everything was cleaned up,” Hiruko Kagetane said with a smile.

"That's fine. I believe the remaining TV stations should know their position."