bookrandom Chapter 360 I'm going to the maintenance team, hehe
Chapter 360 I'm going to the maintenance team, hehe
Zhong Ming suddenly laughed and said, "As the captain, I have the authority to dispose of the garrison. Renting it for 100 military merit points a day is no problem. Sir, you'll pay for it, right?"
His face was almost touching the person leading the way, and his hot breath hit his face—a blatant threat.
Just when he was in a difficult situation, the battalion commander appeared out of nowhere.
"Welcome, military academy cadets. I just had a chat with your instructor, which took up a bit of time. Please forgive me."
He glanced at them briefly. They were all in the Foundation Establishment stage. Although there were some geniuses who could cross a small realm and fight him, it didn't stop him from being able to overpower most of the early and middle stage students.
"Hello, battalion commander of the 134th Battalion." The cultivator who had stepped forward earlier greeted them as a representative.
"You, go and collect your ten strokes of the military rod." He pointed at the cultivator leading the way, wishing he could chop him up right now.
Idiot, who do you think you are to lead the way? The reception team isn't back from their vacation, so it's none of your business.
Just when everyone thought the battalion commander was about to order Zhong Ming to leave, he said to these geniuses, "Please follow me."
Then walked outside.
He admitted that Zhong Ming was partly to blame for the problem, but Fang Qianqian was the main culprit; he simply didn't have the energy to "fight" with his sister anymore.
Several military academy prodigies were somewhat dissatisfied, while the others behind them, holding their heads in their hands, were simply watching the show, eager to stir up trouble.
"Commander (emphasis), can't we stay here?"
"The army has its military laws, and the battalion has its battalion rules. According to the rules, there is a special reception area."
“I’ve looked at that area, it won’t do, the environment is terrible. Your camp designer’s skill level is even worse than the toilet designer’s, it’s noisy and chaotic.”
“You all came from the battlefield, have you forgotten why you came here? From the moment you entered the camp, you were no longer students.”
In his view, this group of people had been hanging out with the bureaucrats at the academy for too long and had forgotten military regulations.
However, the education these geniuses received was... military discipline, which was used to restrain cultivators below the Golden Core stage. Above the Golden Core stage, as long as they did not betray the dynasty, there were no restrictions.
Those who can get into military academies are all hopeful of achieving the Golden Core stage.
"Commander, a few of us are rather combative. Why don't we go to the training ground first?" Several cultivators with higher cultivation levels stepped forward, wanting to salvage what they might have lost face.
Then.....
The battalion commander also silently raised the artillery guidance firework.
Chen Dahai, who was setting up his crossbow on the second floor of the balcony, was stunned. What kind of operation was this?
"Battalion Commander, have you been corrupted by Cuihong?"
The surroundings were completely silent. After a few breaths, the battalion commander suddenly laughed, "Welcome to the Flame Wolf Army, a place where cannons can pacify the four seas."
Having spent so much time fighting against cultivators of the same level and being immersed in the academy, you've probably forgotten that war is never symmetrical.
At this moment, a female cultivator stepped out from among the military academy students. Her attire was simple, and she blended in with the male cultivators without attracting any attention. However, the moment she appeared, all the military academy students subconsciously tensed up and gave her the highest respect.
"Soldiers take it as their duty to obey orders. We will absolutely obey orders, and we also reserve the right to record and report them."
With a wave of her hand, the military academy's geniuses followed him in perfect unison, striding confidently behind their battalion commander.
As for the bell ringing...
After watching these people leave, he gave himself an order to disband, which was perfectly proper in terms of form.
'Are there any petty people in this group?' He figured those with a bad mentality wouldn't have made it this far, but he still had to be careful.
How do we prevent it?
Zhong Ming looked at Chen Dahai.
"Da Hai, have you met Fang Qianqian? She's another cultivator here."
“No.” He shook his head. “I didn’t see anyone when I came here to stake out you.”
"That's good."
Zhong Ming immediately shouted for Zhang Youcai.
"Zhang Youcai, go and register that you have become a cultivator immediately. Remember to register as an auxiliary soldier of the Third Guard. Then go to the battalion commander and wait for orders. You don't need to come back before tomorrow morning."
Zhang Youcai was somewhat frightened; Zhong Ming's murderous aura was quite strong when he called him by his full name...
"Yes, Captain!"
"Go now, and if you can't find the place, ask for directions."
He ran off in a flash, leaving Chen Dahai and him staring at each other in bewilderment.
"What are you planning to do? These people are all quite important."
"Indeed, but what does the Third Guard Captain's actions have to do with my Maintenance Team No. 34? I'm going to ask for sick leave, and I won't be back for at least two months. I'd rather die than come back."
Zhong Ming gave a wicked smile, then looked around and began visiting other people's homes.
Place some recording stones in the neighboring camp, just in case someone tries to sabotage things, and then...
The courtyard is now empty.
Is it worth it to gain nothing and offend some geniuses for no reason?
Unbeknownst to them, Zhong Ming was humming a tune as he headed towards the maintenance team, holding the "injured person" list he had obtained from the medical team.
The maintenance team has a very good living environment. It's located next to the only major transportation route. If it were in the city, a large-scale magical artifact market here would definitely be a hit.
This is a building much larger than the guardhouse, square in shape, with a "口" (mouth) structure. Inside, many people are already busy maintaining the shells.
"Team Leader No. 01, I'm here to report for duty!"
Zhong Ming shouted, which was originally just a casual announcement. The specific procedures still needed to be reported by a designated person. However, a series of hurried footsteps came from the camp.
She only calmed down when she reached the top of the stairs, and then walked down the stairs "dignifiedly" step by step.
"Welcome back."
Several maintenance workers turned their heads in unison, 'Is that human language? Is Sister 01 finally speaking human language?'
The eldest sister, number 01, was dressed in work clothes, holding some small tools in her hand. She had obviously just been doing some delicate maintenance work when she was called down with just one sentence.
"Team Leader No. 01, this is my list of injured people." Zhong Ming handed the paper given to him by the medical team to her, waited for her to approve it, and then began the arduous "making money in a small workshop" phase.
Her hand, which was reaching for the form, trembled slightly for once, but she quickly stopped. Her expression tightened, she cleared her throat, and asked in a calm tone, "How did you get injured?"
"There were some minor hiccups during the breakthrough, and I need to rest for a while."
She visibly relaxed and casually said, "Go to Ding's room on the second floor and tidy up. That will be your residence from now on."
ten minutes later.
Zhong Ming had just finished tidying up his room when there was a knock on the door.
The voice of number 01 came through.
"May I come in? I need to ask you something."