106: Disciple, I was wrong
Li Nezha gave an embarrassed smile, looking at Tang Gao, who had one leg and one arm in a sling on the hospital bed: “You have to understand, the situation was urgent then, and I didn’t have time to control it too well.”
Tang Gao lay there speechless: “I understand, so you mean I’m quite hard to kill?”
Facts proved that if not for possessing two Divine Artifacts, Tang Gao would now be lying in a CPU, awaiting UFO emergency rescue.
Damn it, Li Nezha, that bastard, just can’t control his strength; he almost sent this young master to the end of his life!
Li Nezha gave an awkward smile, peeled an orange, and handed it over: “Have an orange to cool down; it happened so suddenly.”
The doctor on the side was writing and drawing on a notepad, then handed a slip of paper to Nezha: “The patient needs rest; don’t disturb him. Just feed him nutritious food daily. By the way, what exactly did this student encounter? Half his bones were shattered.”
Tang Gao sighed: “Didn’t I see a mouse? I went to watch the fun, but then a black cat suddenly appeared and knocked off the mouse’s ear, and incidentally, severely injured me too.”
The doctor was amused and put away his paper and pen: “Black Cat Detective, huh? You’re a positive young man. Alright, press this bell if you need anything.”
The doctor turned and left, leaving Li Nezha.
“Knock, knock.”
General Liu knocked and entered, carrying a fruit basket. Seeing that one was already on the table, he chuckled, placed the fruit basket down, and casually took out an apple from it, taking a bite:
“Junior Brother, are you alright?”
Tang Gao chuckled: “You try it and see if you’re alright.”
General Liu laughed: “I’d say you’re fine. With your reputation as a mobile natural disaster, it’s better for the people of Liang City if you lie still for half a month.”
After General Liu finished laughing, he asked curiously: “Little Gao, what do you think about the Xu Family Old Ancestor being turned into a statue?”
Tang Gao was expressionless: “I’m lying down and watching.”
General Liu laughed non-stop: “Alright, alright, let’s just leave this matter as an unsolved case. I’ll take Teacher to handle the aftermath. You just lie down comfortably.”
Tang Gao lay helplessly on the hospital bed, recuperating.
The injuries he sustained were not severe, but with the hospital’s immortal cultivation healing methods, it would still take him at least half a month to fully recover.
The fierce kick from the Eight-Order Great Power was not the most serious problem; Teacher only wanted to send him away, not send him to his death. He could still clearly grasp that.
The most serious problem was that he had crashed through the Liang City Protector formation, turning into a meteor flying in the dumbfounded gazes of the immortal soldiers.
It was this collision that severely injured him.
What else could Tang Gao do but send a “MMP” to Li Nezha?
It was precisely because of this incident that Tang Gao became the only injured member in the Xu Family annihilation event.
Yes, in the future, if people mention this unsolved case or open the case files, they will see this very humorous piece of news.
Apart from those from the Demonic Path, the most severely injured was an unlucky fellow named Tang Gao, who was kicked into a meteor by his Teacher.
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General Liu took Nezha and got into the car.
General Liu handed a file to Nezha: “The preliminary investigation results for the Xu Family are out. They not only colluded with the Yao Race but also with the Demonic Path. If Little Gao hadn’t discovered this, we would probably have suffered a great loss in the upcoming war.”
Nezha took the file and scanned it twice, his expression serious: “Is the Yao Race going to make a move?”
General Liu sighed: “There won’t be a large-scale war in the short term, but they will definitely prepare for future wars. They will continuously interfere with our development and try every means to hinder us.”
Nezha’s expression was solemn: “If war breaks out, we can only rely on a few Great Powers cultivated by the war system to respond. What are the attitudes of those major nations?”
General Liu sneered: “None of them are good. Their pretty words are better than the last, but in reality, their own internal problems are almost uncontrollable. Where would they find time to support us?”
Nezha’s eyes flickered: “How is the matter of dividing the Yao Race progressing?”
The Yao Race wanted to cause trouble, but the Human Race was not to be trifled with either; they were very skilled at tit-for-tat.
General Liu frowned: “Hard to say, but I heard that the education department has decided to introduce several Dragon Clan, Phoenix, and other Yao Race members to be exchange students in our Liang City.”
The matter of the harassment war was not widely publicized, but everyone had heard about it privately.
After all, if this matter were laid bare, the Yao Race’s shameless sneak attacks, and the Human Race’s operation of killing entire families in the enemy’s rear, were not exactly things worth publicly discussing.
One can only say that everyone understood the hint. The Yao Race would definitely not engage in any more disruptive actions in the short term, and the Human Race was happy to enjoy a period of peace and stability.
Nezha was confused: “Has the education department lost its mind? Doing this now?”
General Liu said speechlessly: “The Yao Race is not a monolith internally. This isn’t about trying to divide the Yao Race and seize the geographical resources of these smaller clans?”
Nezha was utterly speechless: “One is a species I’ve nearly wiped out, and the other is a species nearly wiped out by the Yao Race. What’s the point of fighting for these worthless types?”
General Liu scratched his face: “Teacher, don’t say that. They’re still Advanced cannon fodder, somewhat useful.
Besides, some resources are truly only found in their territories, and are indeed scarce in ours.”
Rare resources needed for Advanced artifact forging—everyone wants more of that.
Nezha, annoyed, waved his hand: “Alright, alright, that’s enough. I’m going to handle official business.”
General Liu said helplessly: “Then what about Little Gao’s matter?”
“Nothing. He’s clearly not an Eight-Order Great Power.”
General Liu pondered for a moment, then pointed upwards: “Nine?”
Nezha stroked his chin: “Hard to say. With the ‘Instant Eternity Flow’ technique, even a Nine might not be able to stop it.”
General Liu immediately shut up.
Any higher than that, and it would be an unutterable, unspeakable, unmentionable title.
Nezha waved his hand: “It doesn’t matter anyway. This kid’s future achievements won’t be low. The unlucky ones will definitely not be him, but others.”
General Liu suddenly asked curiously: “Teacher, you said he killed hundreds of millions of living beings. I don’t recall many deaths in Liang City. Where did he kill them?”
Nezha said faintly: “Who told you that killing living beings must mean killing humans? Can’t it be killing the Yao Race?”
General Liu was speechless for a moment, then recalled the screen full of Stick Figures: “That makes sense.”
He wondered where this kid got such luck to be favored by a Stick Figure Great Power.
Nezha pondered for a moment, then said seriously: “Since the education department has such considerations, are there any other internal news?”
General Liu felt a pang in his teeth: “Teacher, if you just paid a little more attention to the circle, you’d hear more news than I do... They plan to have a major exam for this new enrollment, to show off to the Yao Race.”
Nezha leaned back defensively: “I understand the logic, but which brain-dead moron came up with this on a whim? If they had told me earlier, I would have told them to recruit some Bloodline from immortal cultivation Families.
Most of the recruits this year are just Mortal-Order Bloodline. Where am I supposed to find reliable opponents for these bastards?”
Yao Race Bloodline are naturally savage, while Human Race Bloodline are mostly intelligent.
How are those students supposed to fight those beasts without preparation?
General Liu covered his mouth, also feeling that the education department this time was purely a bunch of brainless idiots, only acting on impulse: “Actually, I have a dirty trick.”
Nezha was utterly speechless: “Speak.”
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