Chapter 199: People With Nice Names Are Never Good People
Doggy often says some eye-opening words, of course, that’s all—just eye-opening. Once you hear them, they’re done, and you absolutely dare not seriously follow what it says.
Because what it says is correct in terms of logic and theory.
But if anyone follows what it says, they’ll probably die miserably.
People need a little desire, a little hope, a little luck, and a little shamelessness, finally wrapped with a little conscience, to live happily. If they can get promoted and rich in this process, that would be very perfect.
Pure good people and pure bad people are two extremes, both extremely inadvisable.
Just like the Shehuo in front of them, they thought it barbecued Yu Sang to clean up radiation, but actually, it was to strengthen itself. Yu Sang had the high-density energy it needed.
Shehuo succeeded and returned to the Dragon Pearl contentedly. Doggy held up the tentacle barbecued by Shehuo, checked it and found no radiation left, then went back.
Yun Ce looked at Yu Sang’s corpse burned to ashes and couldn’t help saying to Doggy, “Hundred-man General, Thousand-man General, and experts like Yu Sang—what’s the difference in their internal breath?
Is it a difference in energy density?”
Doggy said, “I thought you didn’t care about this and were ready to stand on the moral high ground and scold me.”
1 “What’s the difference?”
1 Doggy pondered for a moment and said, “A Hundred-man General’s internal breath is like cake, soft and fluffy—it deflates when pressed. A Thousand-man General’s internal breath is like a sponge—it bounces back after being pressed. As for Yu Sang, his internal breath is like a spring—hard to press down, and bounces back fiercely.”
1 Yun Ce laughed and said, “You extracted Yu Sang’s internal breath—give it to me.”
1 Doggy didn’t answer for a long time, like it had frozen, and only after a while did Doggy say, “You want to use Yu Sang’s internal breath to wear down your Dragon Arm?”
1 Yun Ce shook his head and said, “The Dragon Arm can be a tool, but it can’t become part of me—you understand what I mean, right.”
1 Doggy fell silent again.
1 One person, one horse, one eagle traced upstream along the Qingshui River.
1 At the beginning, the main labor among the three was the person. When encountering ditches and bumps, the person had to carry the horse and the eagle to jump over. For hard-to-climb highlands, the person also had to carry the horse and the eagle to climb up.
1 After three days of walking, the eagle no longer waddled along beside Yun Ce’s legs like a duck. It jumped onto the back of the Red Date Horse and squatted steadily there.
1 Later on, Yun Ce stopped walking too. He also jumped onto the back of the Red Date Horse and drowsily let it carry him home.
2 Yun Ce always thought his body was already very strong, but since Doggy started infusing Yu Sang’s internal breath essence into his body, he realized his body was far from as powerful as he thought.
2 Fortunately, Yu Sang’s sharp, metallic internal breath, in the process of contending with the Dragon Arm, was constantly baked by Shehuo and finally became docile, though Yun Ce could only fuse a little at a time.
2 Just this little bit allowed Yun Ce, who previously needed his whole hand to crush a pebble, to now snap a pebble with just two fingers.
2 Since absorbing Yu Sang’s internal breath, Yun Ce’s cognition of his own body became even clearer. So-called internal breath isn’t just a stream of qi, but the ability to make one’s own cells powerful in a short time.
2 A Hundred-man General can mobilize very few cells, so the ability manifested is not great. A Thousand-man General is a bit better than a Hundred-man General, but can only mobilize some cells, making only some cells active when needed.
2 Yu Sang is different—with a single thought, all cells in the body awaken and await brain commands. Now, Yun Ce has received this bit of Yu Sang’s ability—with a single thought, his whole body moves.
2 When Shehuo scorched the Dragon Arm again, Yun Ce no longer found the pain so unbearable. Before, it was just one arm hurting, sharp and concentrated. Now, Yun Ce can mobilize his whole body to confront the Dragon Arm, dispersing the pain throughout, dropping the pain level by several degrees at once.
2 When Doggy absorbed Yu Sang’s internal breath, its own internal breath had already been mostly consumed fighting the radiation, with the last bit used to sustain life. Without this internal breath protection, it would have died long ago.
2 The internal breath Yun Ce got through Doggy was even less, but fortunately, this bit of high-density energy can be a seed. What Yun Ce needs to do now is continue accumulating internal breath.
2 Once the internal breath is enough to flood all body cells like a great deluge, Yun Ce feels he will have evolved into the human complete evolution.
3 Since feeling his hands getting stronger and stronger, Yun Ce loves pinching things. Stones are casually crushed, grabbing a tree leaves marks like beast claws, and the pottery bowl for eating is crushed with a casual squeeze—another push turns the pottery dregs into powder.
3 All these changes filled Yun Ce with joy.
3 With strength surging suddenly, he needed to learn how to use it. He accidentally pinched the Red Date Horse’s ear, causing it to jump in pain. From then on, whenever there was a chance, it would spit at Yun Ce to express its anger.
3 The Fledgling Eagle had no such issues—even if Yun Ce nearly squeezed its neck to death, it stayed silent, at most flapping its wings a few times, far less troublesome than the Red Date Horse.
3 Unknowingly, Yun Ce’s group finally saw the Great Wall winding and circling in the mountains. The Great Wall here was very different from the one at Jingkou Pass.
3 The Great Wall at Jingkou Pass was built of bricks and stones. Though mostly on mountains, since Jingkou Pass’s mountains weren’t high, the Great Wall didn’t look so precipitous.
3 The Great Wall here was different—basically no bricks, just piled with local strip stones. No one knew how it was built successfully. Some steps had slopes nearly ninety degrees. Looking at the endless mountains north of the Great Wall, Yun Ce couldn’t understand who it was defending against here.
3 At night, Yun Ce chose to rest on the Great Wall. Logically, any Great Wall section should have garrison there. Of course, that’s logically speaking. In reality, this section of the Great Wall, due to its treacherous terrain, hadn’t had army stationed for many years. It was said this damned order was issued by Great Wall Grand Governor Zhao Shu.
3 The document it was based on was the 《Elite Troops and Streamlined Administration Outline》 issued by the Chang’an Grand Marshal’s Mansion.
3 The Great Han had many troops that could be cut, like garrison soldiers from various prefectural offices and state armies, even many nobles maintained private troops with national funds.
4 In the end, those weren’t cut—instead, 210,000 Great Wall Garrison were cut.
4 However, not stationing troops here, Yun Ce had nothing to say, because at night, mountain winds blew from the valley. Even though it was Flower Festival Month, the cold wind here was still piercingly frigid.
4 Wind seeped in from watchtowers on all sides, nearly scattering the fire. Sparks flew everywhere, and the wind direction shifted unpredictably—east one moment, west the next, impossible to guard against.
4 Though the Red Date Horse now had strength, its spirit was still poor. Yun Ce knew this guy was now tough as steel and iron, but the warmth it needed couldn’t be skimped, so he wrapped a blanket around it and let it rest in the wind-sheltered wall corner.
4 The Fledgling Eagle also burrowed into the blanket. One horse head and one eagle head stared unblinkingly at Yun Ce bustling around the fire.
4 Meat was boiling in the pot—it was a small mountain goat Yun Ce caught today. If this small mountain goat hadn’t provoked him by kicking a stone off the cliff nearly hitting the Red Date Horse, Yun Ce wouldn’t have killed it.
4 Now, the small mountain goat was chopped into small pieces, quietly lying in the boiling water, freely releasing its alluring aroma into the water.
4 Just as the mutton was nearly stewed and Yun Ce had baked the grass cakes on the charcoal fire, a group of people walked along the Great Wall into the watchtower where Yun Ce was hiding.
4 They naturally sat around the fire, stretching hands toward it to warm up. The white-haired old man in the lead even lifted the pot lid to sniff the mutton soup inside. Feeling the mutton needed more cooking, he put the lid back on, took a bite of the grass cake Yun Ce had just baked, and said to the middle-aged armored soldier across the fire, “I’ve done what I should do—it’s time to die at Dong Quan Pass. Have you figured out how to kill me?”
4 The armored soldier across lifted his mask, looked at the white-haired Zhao Shu opposite the fire, and said, “Archers ambush, crossbowmen cover, strongmen charge, finally cavalry charge—your Zhao Clan will be wiped out in the cleanup.”
5 Zhao Shu shook his head and said, “You know, now that I’m deserted by all, why in Chang’an do the Grand Marshal, High Priest, Emperor and others still give me a way to live? Even falling back to the Great Wall, the garrison commanders here just ignore me without any excessive actions?”
5 The armored soldier said, “Because of the Grand Governor’s reputation and prestige, they dare not act, fearing the notoriety of killing you and being hated by the other Great Wall garrison commanders.”
5 Zhao Shu, warming his hands by the fire, slowly withdrew them and looked at the armored soldier opposite, saying, “Lian Cheng Bi, ah Lian Cheng Bi, the reason they dare not touch me isn’t for some nonsense like reputation, but because this old man is one of the few martial arts masters in the Great Han.”
5 Lian Cheng Bi sneered and said, “Among you lowly Han People, there hasn’t been a so-called martial arts master for many years.”
5 Zhao Shu chuckled and said, “There are some, just not many.”
5 Hearing Zhao Shu say this, Lian Cheng Bi took off his helmet and placed it by the fire, picked up a spoon, lifted the pot lid, took Yun Ce’s freshly washed wooden bowl, and prepared to ladle a bowl of mutton soup to ward off the chill.
5 Seeing Lian Cheng Bi about to ladle mutton soup, it wasn’t just Yun Ce who got angry—the Red Date Horse and Fledgling Eagle’s four eyes also gradually sharpened.
5 After looking at Lian Cheng Bi, the horse and eagle both turned their gazes to Yun Ce in unison.
5 Thus, Yun Ce stood up from the wall corner. Under the gaze of everyone in the room, Yun Ce kicked toward Lian Cheng Bi’s head.
5 One more chapter.
