415: Learn from a master

A moment later, Shen Bei reappeared at the Qu Yi Garden.

This time, it was different from last time.

A Military vehicle was parked at the entrance of the Qu Yi Garden.

A Military stood at the ticket booth, looking around.

Shen Bei could tell at a glance that this Military was here to handle his affairs.

At the same time, the Military also spotted Shen Bei and walked over in a few steps.

He was a strong man in his forties, dressed in a black Military-style uniform, with sharp eyes and a straight posture. There was an aura of the battlefield about his movements, immediately bringing to mind a battle-hardened Military.

“The renowned Shen Bei!”

The Military extended his hand and tightly gripped Shen Bei’s palm, exceedingly enthusiastic.

Shen Bei habitually smiled: “It’s nothing worth mentioning. May I ask your name?”

“Fu, Fu Jian.”

“Doesn’t sound like a local at all.”

“Haha.” Fu Jian revealed a clean smile: “My accent is definitely off, and besides, Military are not allowed to serve in their hometown.”

Shen Bei nodded and went straight to the point: “I’m entrusting my matter to you.”

“A small matter.” Fu Jian continued in a mysterious whisper: “After all…”

He pointed upwards: “The identity of the person who arranged this matter… right.”

Shen Bei scratched his head: “It’s really causing quite a stir.”

Fu Jian led Shen Bei into the Qu Yi Garden.

This time, the ticket collector didn’t mention anything about tickets.

In the country, the status of a Military is still very high.

Nowhere in society would anyone ever make things difficult for a Military without reason.

Especially for Military who retired due to injury, not to mention, even if a Military didn't want to use the priority lane, they couldn't; the public would very consciously and enthusiastically give way automatically.

It can be said that Martial Artist have their own ideas, but Military absolutely stand with the common people.

The reason why the domestic situation is stable, while partly due to the Martial Artist, is more due to the sacrifices of the Military.

The entire society, from top to bottom, not only recognizes but actually views Military as an honor.

And then look at foreign societies…

Tsk tsk…

That truly is Hell on earth's surface.

At this moment, Fu Jian continued the previous topic: “Your matters are trivial. Speaking of a big stir, it was the Abyss riot three years ago, which still hasn’t been resolved. General Ye Chuan’s hair has thinned so much that a fly would slip if it landed on it.”

This peculiar analogy… Shen Bei almost burst out laughing.

Fortunately, he managed to hold it in.

The two passed through a moon gate.

Shen Bei asked with a confused look: “Yesterday, I heard other diners at the hotpot restaurant discussing this matter. What exactly is the reason that the Abyss riot still hasn’t been resolved?”

Fu Jian’s steps paused, and he looked bitter: “To say it hasn’t been resolved, well, it actually has been. At least, the Vicious Beast and the Stranger have been suppressed back, but—”

As Fu Jian spoke, his reaction became very strange, like he was carsick on the ground, his expression very uncomfortable. He sighed: “A portion of the Military were trapped in a dream by a Great Cultivator in the Abyss and still haven’t woken up.”

“We also tried to resolve it, but after trying many methods, the effect was not ideal, and several Martial Artist also fell into a coma.”

“If this problem isn’t solved, the Sichuan West Abyss won’t dare to open, for fear of further issues.”

“You know, our country is very cautious about this. If a problem isn’t resolved, they rarely take risks to open the Abyss. If another problem arises and the incident escalates, it would be more loss than gain.”

What Fu Jian said was similar to what Shen Bei had heard.

Shen Bei asked curiously: “I heard it was an Stranger Great Cultivator from the Abyss, even more powerful than a Martial God?”

Fu Jian nodded: “I saw it with my own eyes at the time; this Great Cultivator was indeed too fierce! If General Ye Chuan hadn’t used his trump card to escape, he would have been killed within a few rounds.”

“If it weren’t for this inexplicable Great Cultivator, how could the Sichuan West Abyss have erupted in a riot?”

“Once this incident occurred, the Western Military Region truly lost face. This wasn’t a newly formed Abyss where Vicious Beast and Stranger could still emerge.”

“The Sichuan West Abyss has existed for a long time, and with established bases, it was still pushed back… Alas.”

Shen Bei shrugged, only able to comfort him: “Victory and defeat are common in war.”

“That’s just superiors comforting subordinates; when it truly hits you, only the one hurting knows.”

“Once I’m done with my current task, take me to Sichuan West to see what’s going on.”

Fu Jian tugged at his collar, then opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but after nearly ten seconds, he suddenly took a deep breath and nodded.

In Shen Bei’s opinion, the “ Stranger Great Cultivator more powerful than a Martial God” they spoke of did not merely refer to strength.

There must have been a crushing defeat.

Unlike the Martial Gods on the earth's surface, who can fight back and forth, with each having a chance to kill the other.

Since they emphasized “very powerful,”

Then it must have crossed a Realm.

In other words, that would be a Great Cultivator of the Divine Power Realm!

According to the intelligence Shen Bei possessed, the Royal family of the Central Continent did not possess such strength.

Those were people from another continent across the Abyss sea.

Perhaps such Great Cultivator appeared in the Central Continent, but definitely not many.

Under such circumstances, a Great Cultivator actually participated in counterattacking humans, which would be interesting…

Shen Bei definitely had to go and see the Great Cultivator’s methods, whether to collect intelligence or broaden his horizons, he had to make a trip.

But for now, this matter had to be ranked after learning Sichuan Opera Face Changing.

Soon.

The two arrived at an office.

Inside, there was only an old man with white hair and beard, strong muscles, and a posture as straight as a spear.

“Hello, Elder Wei.”

Fu Jian stepped forward to shake his hand.

Elder Wei smiled and quickly offered a seat: “Sit down quickly, why be so polite?”

Fu Jian said with a smile: “Although it’s an order from above, I’m still troubling you.”

Elder Wei glanced at Shen Bei and nodded: “Supporting the Military is my highest ideal in life. I inherited the family business back then, otherwise, I would have wanted to join the Military and kill Stranger.”

“Elder Wei, though old, still has great ambitions.” Fu Jian echoed.

“I don’t deserve it, I don’t deserve it.” Elder Wei waved his hand: “It’s my honor to be able to help you.”

Shen Bei responded exceptionally politely: “I apologize for the disturbance. There’s truly no other way; some matters are inconvenient to disclose, but your help will definitely be a significant mark in history.”

Elder Wei was startled and exclaimed: “That serious?”

Fu Jian also turned to look at Shen Bei. The order he received was to lead Shen Bei to meet Elder Wei and have Elder Wei teach him the Face-Changing technique.

But what exactly needed to be done, his superiors remained silent.

The truth was, even the superiors didn’t know what Shen Bei was going to do…

Anyway, besides Shen Bei, everyone else was confused.

Shen Bei, however, nodded, maintaining his composure on the surface, and said in an unmoving tone:

“How far humanity can go in the Abyss depends on Sichuan Opera Face Changing.”

Elder Wei suddenly became agitated, immediately sat up straight, and said in a serious and solemn tone: “Don’t worry, I will absolutely hold nothing back.”

Fu Jian immediately returned a kind smile, teasing familiarly: “Elder Wei, there’s no need to be like this, relax a little.”

“Okay, okay.”

Elder Wei let out a light breath: “It’s mainly because our profession can still contribute to the Abyss; I’m truly excited. So, let’s start now, let’s get straight to the point.”

Fu Jian stood up and said to Shen Bei: “If there’s nothing else, then that’s it? I still have to go to the Sichuan West Abyss. This is my phone number; call me after you’re done here, and I’ll pick you up to check out the Sichuan West Abyss.”

Shen Bei took the business card and whispered into Fu Jian’s ear: “That… the matter of paying me daily wages, has that also been arranged by the higher-ups?”

Fu Jian’s mouth twitched; this was also something he couldn’t understand.

Others pay tuition fees to learn, but for Shen Bei, it seemed like the country sent him on a business trip…

Fu Jian affirmed: “It’s all arranged, rest assured on that point.”

“Good, I’ll wait for your call.”

The three exchanged pleasantries again for a while, and Fu Jian left in a hurry.

Meanwhile, Shen Bei officially began learning Sichuan Opera Face Changing.

“Heaven help me, please let the method to counter the mask’s backlash be Sichuan Opera Face Changing!”

Shen Bei muttered to himself.