287: Using more people to defeat fewer people, Shen Bei was destroyed

"How presumptuous! This is simply outrageous!"

Bai Wei slammed her hand on the desk in her office. Her expression was pure and furious as she spattered saliva at Shen Bei, her voice filled with barely suppressed shock and anger: "What are you doing! You've caused a power outage for the entire military!"

Bai Wei felt a surge of anger shoot straight to her head, heartbroken.

That last match was her promotion game!

She had finally managed to climb from the Bronze rank to Silver.

But then...

At the crucial team fight moment, the power went out!

Bai Wei was absolutely fuming.

Shen Bei, however, was extremely calm, like a silent, solid mountain. He mumbled, "Of course, I'm Cultivating."

"Hm?"

Bai Wei knew that after being guided by Teacher Professor Gu Xinrou, Shen Bei seemed to have revived the dead skill Magnetic Pole Cyclone Yuan Skill.

She stroked her chin, then remembered that Shen Bei had mentioned needing electricity back then?

"Then why do you need such high current?" Bai Wei's eyebrows twitched as she asked.

Shen Bei's eyes flickered mysteriously: "Later, I'll need even greater voltage and current. Please be prepared."

"You wait a minute."

Bai Wei waved her hand, tilting her head: "Why should I be prepared?"

Shen Bei scratched his head. This question was indeed...

"Don't I live here? It's convenient," Shen Bei offered a rogue's excuse.

"You really have a thick skin." Bai Wei forcibly suppressed the irritation in her heart and said coldly: "You're not military personnel. You're just freeloading here, eating and living, and I even have to do the accounting to cover your expenses."

Shen Bei scoffed: "You're still shortchanging me for my food intake? You have no magnanimity."

"What I mean is, you go to the substation and mess with the electrical equipment, causing power outages now and then. That won't do!"

"Then just run a separate line for me. A 1100V line will do for now."

Bai Wei's mouth twitched: "Are you opening a factory? 1100V? That's industrial-grade electricity for mines and factories!"

Shen Bei spread his hands: "For the military, is that even a problem? The needs of the military are the nation's top priority."

"You know it's a military need? But you're not military personnel."

Bai Wei didn't hold back. She directly threw a stack of documents on the table, pointing and saying: "Sign this. Within three days, a 1100V line will definitely be connected specifically for you."

Shen Bei said jokingly: "Don't be like that, we're still good buddies. Why drag me into trouble? I won't connect it. I'll go steal electricity from the substation."

Bai Wei: ???

"Be a decent human being!"

Bai Wei almost spat blood. This person's thought process was incredibly bizarre; he actually wanted to steal electricity from a substation.

Truly Heaven-Defying!

Shen Bei said with great helplessness: "What else can I do? Martial Arts University certainly won't connect power for me, and the military doesn't care about me. I've become an orphaned child. For my own survival, what's wrong with me stealing a few things?"

"At that time, someone will surely try to catch me, but I'll inevitably resist. If I accidentally kill someone, I'll have no choice but to flee for my life."

"During my escape, my mind will gradually twist, and the dark side of my humanity will be magnified. I'll start to hate this world, and so I'll begin to kill frantically, becoming a serial killer, wanting to drag the entire world down with me."

At this point, Shen Bei grabbed Bai Wei's hand and said with a grateful expression: "Congratulations! You've cultivated a demon unprecedented and unparalleled!"

Bai Wei's mouth and eyes twitched simultaneously. She suddenly looked up, her voice hoarse and sinister: "Why don't you go write novels! You're really good at making things up!"

"That depends on your decision," Shen Bei said, as if holding the initiative, sitting grandly on the sofa with his legs crossed.

Bai Wei glared fiercely, then picked up the phone and instructed: "Within three days, connect 1100V to the villa."

She hung up the phone.

Bai Wei's face was expressionless. She said indifferently: "You're truly a sticky burden. Why did I ever choose you as bait?"

Shen Bei shrugged: "No one else was suitable either."

"Go play somewhere else." Bai Wei rolled her eyes: "Don't forget to attend classes to learn the Hell language. You can't fall behind on that."

Shen Bei nodded, then turned and left.

For these three days, he could only pause Cultivating Magnetic Pole Cyclone Yuan Skill.

He had to wait for the separate power line to be connected.

Otherwise, every time he did it, the military would have a power outage, which not only interrupted his Cultivation but also affected the military's normal operations.

He'd use these few days to go back to the Martial Arts University and study the Hell language.

"Oh, right."

Shen Bei suddenly remembered something.

During his fight with Yun Zhiyi at the brick kiln, Oleg's twin blades were directly shattered.

The fragments were still in the villa.

He should have them reforged.

Without a weapon, his Instant Prison Starfall Twin Blade Style would be useless.

Moreover, besides Star Constellation Intermittent Kill and Sun and Moon Annihilation Drawing Blade Technique, the Instant Prison Starfall Twin Blade Style still had one move, "Void Lunar Array - Damaged," that he hadn't finished Cultivating.

If he didn't overcome this great obstacle, he would feel truly uncomfortable!

Shen Bei returned to the villa, carried a bag of blade fragments, left the military, and directly jumped over the wall into the Martial Arts University.

He arrived at the classroom.

Professor Gu Xinrou was teaching students.

Shen Bei squeezed in next to Qi Chuanyu.

Qi Chuanyu was about to speak when Shen Bei glared at him: "Please observe classroom discipline and don't disturb my studies."

Damn it... Qi Chuanyu's eyes suddenly twitched. You, a guy who skips class all the time, have the nerve to talk about studying?

Heaven-Defying and rebellious!

...

After class, Professor Gu Xinrou did not let the students leave. Instead, she waved her hand and said:

"Wait everyone, I have something to say."

Professor Gu Xinrou paused, then continued: "According to national requirements, a large number of civilian Martial Artist training teams were organized some time ago. Do you all remember this?"

Shen Bei and the others nodded.

Of course they remembered, and... it was still fresh in their minds.

The Martial Artist reserve team in Changtu County back then had caused quite a mess.

With the appearance of Hell, fortunately, the Zha Tian Gang had shown great style and prowess, becoming famous for a time.

But as time went on, the hype gradually faded.

Professor Gu Xinrou continued: "According to national requirements and the school's directive, to further strengthen the practical combat experience of the Martial Artist reserve team, the school plans a collective training exercise the day after tomorrow."

As soon as she said this, Qi Chuanyu gasped, interjecting: "Training exercise? Are we going into Hell again?"

Hell... was not a good place.

Qi Chuanyu still had some trauma from the last flag battle.

Sometimes, when he slept at night, he would dream of fighting alone on an isolated mountain peak.

But at this moment, Professor Gu Xinrou said: "No, we're not going into Hell. We'll find a place to divide into red and blue teams for a practical combat drill. The red team will be led by our Provincial Capital Martial Arts University Principal Qiu Bu Ye, and the blue team will be led by Governor Yu Qi, consisting of social Martial Artists."

Qi Chuanyu let out an "Oh" and breathed a sigh of relief.

That was a lot more relaxed.

Du Ziteng chuckled, seemingly grasping the key point: "We'll just muddle through it."

Niu Yanben also nodded in agreement.

They were all humans; there was no need for a life-and-death drill. Everyone knew it was just for show.

In such a situation, whoever got serious was an idiot.

Professor Gu Xinrou added: "The practical combat drill will be real fighting, but no lives should be harmed. You must also obey command and deployment. The drill is not only for practical combat but also for coordination and interception in complex terrain should alien creatures from Hell break out."

Shen Bei stroked his chin. The last time Hell appeared in Changtu County, Governor Yu Qi's command wasn't bad, but it also didn't have any major highlights; they just somehow pushed through it.

Perhaps Governor Yu Qi also realized his lack of experience in this area of command and wanted to use this opportunity to gain more experience?

After the simple instructions were given.

It was then the students' free time.

Shen Bei carried the bag, opened it, and asked: "Teacher, do you know anything about forging?"

Professor Gu Xinrou shook her head awkwardly: "I've been involved theoretically, but I haven't done much actual forging, you know."

Shen Bei sniffed.

Girls... no one wanted to do these heavy-hammering things.

"You can talk to Liao Zhongyang. He often goes to the forging building. If you have questions about herbs, you can find me."

Professor Gu Xinrou suggested.

Shen Bei nodded.

The group dispersed.

Professor Gu Xinrou took Jian Tong to practice her herbology class.

Qi Chuanyu and Niu Yanben went to tidy up the Zha Tian Gang's office space. Regardless of whether students joined, the image had to be maintained.

Du Ziteng went off to flirt with female students; this guy's daily routine was always this trivial stuff.

But he still couldn't break his virginity, truly tragic.

Meanwhile, Shen Bei and the big guy Liao Zhongyang headed to the forging building.

This was Shen Bei's first official entry into the forging building.

He had expected it to be a high-temperature building with a bunch of students shirtless, hammering iron.

But the scene before him differed somewhat from Shen Bei's imagination.

Under the effect of high-power central air conditioning, the temperature inside the building was slightly higher but not hot.

The surrounding walls were inlaid with advanced alloy steel plates, the ceiling hung with precise robotic arms and laser cutting devices, and the floor was paved with high-temperature resistant, impact-resistant ceramic composite Materials.

Smart smelting furnaces emitted scorching red light, their internal plasma flames burning fiercely like the eyes of Hell, greedily devouring mysterious Ore from the depths of Hell.

Many students stood in front of the furnaces, observing the molten iron inside, precisely timing it, taking it out, pouring it into molds, and adding some strange Materials, waiting for it to cool.

Some students were also hammering away, forging weapons.

"Still twin blades?"

Liao Zhongyang poured out all the fragments on the workbench, examining them one by one.

"Twin blades, but not the old design. It's too conspicuous," Shen Bei stated his requirements.

Liao Zhongyang, however, asked: "The old design was pretty cool too."

Shen Bei curled his lips: "For me, there can only be one kind of cool, and that's me."

Liao Zhongyang was speechless, muttering: "Actually, I've always wanted to say, I'm the face of our Zha Tian Gang."

Shen Bei: ...

Shen Bei felt that Liao Zhongyang had gone bad following Qi Chuanyu.

He had no self-awareness.

At this moment, Liao Zhongyang took a small fragment and placed it on the detector to begin testing.

This was to check the blade's Materials.

Each material had different temperature requirements.

If not controlled well, the blade's strength would be halved.

Shen Bei waited boredly for over ten minutes, and the test results came out.

Liao Zhongyang pulled out the printout: "An alloy of obsidian and heart of magma, with the bone ash of a ninth-grade Vicious Beast mixed in, as well as other Materials."

Shen Bei didn't want to hear too much nonsense: "Just get it done."

Liao Zhongyang shook his head: "It's not that simple. Even for reforging, melting alone will take a day. If it were raw Materials, it would take a week to mix this alloy."

Liao Zhongyang opened his computer and began searching for information, continuing:

"Moreover, some Materials will need to be added, otherwise, new blades cannot be forged. The Materials for your twin blades are very rare. The Martial Arts University's treasury has them, but they are very expensive. I estimate it would cost around 70,000 points."

Seventy thousand points!

This was indeed a considerable fortune.

Fortunately, Shen Bei had hardly used any of his points.

The country would occasionally deposit points into his account.

Exactly seventy thousand points.

If Qiu Bu Ye had deducted ten thousand points, it wouldn't have been enough.

"Use mine. If it's not enough, you can cover it first, and I'll reimburse you later," Shen Bei said.

Liao Zhongyang politely declined: "If it's not enough, it's on me. Our friendship is beyond words."

"Alright then, I won't be polite."

Liao Zhongyang: ...

No, how can you be like this... I was just being polite, and you actually took it seriously?

Liao Zhongyang rolled his eyes.

Next, Liao Zhongyang designed the blade style on the computer.

Shen Bei spent over an hour choosing various blade designs, constantly nagging Liao Zhongyang to modify them, driving Liao Zhongyang crazy with frustration.

Shen Bei finally said: "Let's go with the first version after all."

Liao Zhongyang: ...

Damn you, Shen Bei!

"If you don't leave now, I'll throw you into the furnace and cremate you!"

Liao Zhongyang was so angry that fire shot from his nostrils, and he yelled, grabbing his hair.

Shen Bei looked indifferent: "Look at you, getting angry. You have no composure."

"Get out!" Liao Zhongyang roared.

Shen Bei scoffed, waving his hand: "Make sure to get it done for me before the practical combat drill."

"Go away!"

Shen Bei shrugged, then turned and left the forging building.

...

Shen City, a certain room.

Apocalypse Cult gathering place.

Wu Jue tapped the table, looking down at the gathered believers: "Everyone, we have already planned with our inside man. We will use superior numbers to eliminate Shen Bei during the Shencheng Martial Arts University's practical combat drill!"

"At the same time, we will retrieve Bishop Oleg's twin blades!"