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Chapter 537: I'm Being Watched [Two in One]
Chapter 537: I'm Being Watched [Two in One]
As soon as they saw the handsome but cold face at the door, exuding an endless aura of the underworld, 998 people's hair stood on end.
Their hearts froze.
Here he comes!
Fang Che's face was icy, his arms clutching the files, like the freezing wind from the far north, carrying a bone-chilling aura, as he opened the door.
His eyes swept across everyone's faces, cold and unblinking.
All 998 people stood up simultaneously, their legs straight as arrows, standing with impeccable discipline.
Not a single person moved.
But their voices were uneven: "Fa...Fa...Captain Fang!"
Fear was evident in everyone's eyes.
They were different from the martial artists outside. Those people had only heard rumors, but these people were almost like participants...witnesses, experiencing it firsthand.
Fang Che strode to the front with a cold expression.
He slammed the files onto the table with a loud slap.
His eyes flashed with a chilling light, filled with murderous intent, as he glared at the 998 people before him.
Instantly, countless people clenched their legs tightly, the urgent desire to relieve themselves intensifying.
Fang Che didn't tell them to sit, and no one dared to.
Standing on the elevated platform, Fang Che spoke in a calm tone, "It's nice to meet you all. Let me introduce myself. I am the principal of the school where you will soon be working."
At that moment!
The 998 people felt like their heads were struck by thunder. The clear sky suddenly darkened, and thick clouds obscured the sun, plunging the world into darkness.
Thunder and lightning seemed to hover overhead.
Everyone's eyes widened in shock.
Their hearts pounded with fear.
What did I just hear? Oh no...this is going to be tough.
"Working under me won't be easy."
Fang Che continued calmly, "So I believe that after seeing me, you have already prepared yourselves mentally."
The crowd trembled...
Indeed, one must be prepared after seeing him!
"From now on, we will be working together, and this period won't be short. At the very least, it will be a few decades."
As Fang Che spoke, the expressions on their faces grew increasingly gloomy.
Eventually, they seemed to have lost the will to live.
"I don't know how you feel, but personally, I am very reluctant to work with you, and even less willing to be your leader. So don't expect any special treatment from me!"
"I wish I could kill every one of you!" Fang Che declared.
Everyone's faces turned pale.
They deeply felt that from now on, their lives would hang by a thread.
At any time, they could be cut down.
"Oh, I forgot to introduce your responsibilities."
Fang Che spoke nonchalantly, "Your responsibility is that we have established a new Nirvana Martial Academy, and the children there are..."
He introduced the Nirvana Martial Academy.
Then he said, "Why are you all still standing? Sit down!"
Everyone raised their hands together, trembling, and said, "Reporting to Captain Fang..."
"What are you doing?"
"I...we need to go to the toilet..."
Fang Che's face darkened.
Looking at these people who couldn't hold it in, he knew that if he didn't agree, they might just relieve themselves right there.
They were truly terrified.
The effect was better than expected.
With a wave of his hand, he said, "Go quickly and come back quickly!"
A thunderous sound echoed through the hall.
Zhao Shanhe, standing outside, was admiring the scenery with his hands behind his back. Suddenly, he saw these people rushing out like they were escaping, and he was startled.
He almost drew his sword to kill a few.
But after a moment's hesitation, he realized they had all rushed into the toilet.
Soon, sounds of relief filled the air...
"Phew...if I had waited one more breath, I would have peed myself!"
"Me too...so scary."
"I'm sweating profusely..."
"I need to go number two..."
Zhao Shanhe quietly disappeared, a sincere smile on his face.
He felt that inviting Fang Che to give the speech was a wise decision.
The scare was truly effective. They were all scared to the point of peeing themselves...
When the 900 people gathered in the hall again, half an hour had passed.
Although everyone had cleaned themselves up, some even washing their hands, Fang Che still felt like he was in a toilet.
This feeling was incredibly unpleasant.
So, he decided to get it over with quickly.
"I don't have much to say. Let's talk about the punishments first."
"First, if a child dies...the responsible teacher will be executed without mercy!"
"Second, if..."
"..."
"Ninth, if the success rate of the students under a teacher's responsibility is below five percent, that teacher will be executed without mercy!"
"Tenth, if a student goes astray after graduating and entering the martial world, the teacher will share the same punishment!"
The ten consecutive punishments left the 998 people trembling, their faces pale.
No matter how they looked at it, it seemed like a death sentence.
It was a death sentence with a temporary reprieve, but at least there was still a chance to strive.
"Now that the punishments are clear, let's talk about the rewards."
"You know who you are and what crimes you've committed. Commander Zhao is willing to give you this opportunity, and I have no objections.
"
"Reward one, upon joining, you will receive a basic salary and be able to meet your family."
"Reward two, after five years of work, if you meet all the targets, you will be able to restore your cultivation and bring your family to Nirvana Martial Academy, where they will receive military companion benefits."
"Reward three, after working for more than twenty years, if any of your students achieve continental merit, you will regain your freedom and can choose to continue your contract with the Martial Academy or leave. If you choose to sign a contract, you will receive the same treatment as a Guardian, and your contributions will be recorded. You will receive benefits and cultivation resources according to your merits, and all of this will be in addition to your salary."
"Reward four, upon reaching certain conditions, your descendants can enjoy the treatment of Guardian descendants, including cultivation and other benefits... However, this will be more challenging."
"Reward five, every year, the best and excellent among you will be selected for rewards, and there will also be the worst and last... The punishments are as follows..."
"For the first five years, you will be free to move around within the Nirvana Martial Academy, but you are not allowed to leave."
Initially, when the death row inmates heard about the punishments, they all felt that their fate was sealed. However, as they listened to each reward, they gradually realized... Huh?
Not bad.
As they continued listening... This is great!
Upon hearing the next reward, they were ecstatic, their faces turning red with excitement. Not only were they spared from death, but they also had a future ahead of them?
Everyone was more concerned about their current situation and the fact that they didn't have to die. They could work hard to achieve their goals.
It must be said that the set of techniques developed by Fang Che and Zhao Shan He was truly effective in grasping the weak points of these people.
First, I will save you from immediate death, then I will make you worry about life and death for the next few years. After that, I will restore your cultivation and give you honor... Each step will bring immense anticipation.
By the time you reach the end, you will have an official position, your descendants will have a future, and your family will be stable. Well, you are free to choose your own path.
What other choice do you have? By then, you will be so used to it, you will have assimilated, and even if you are free, you won't know what to do. Would you abandon this and continue being an outlaw? That's a bizarre choice that only a fool would make..."
Therefore, from this moment on, these people are as good as locked in at Nirvana Martial Academy.
Nine hundred and ninety-eight people struggled to control their excitement, their eyes shining with anticipation.
They tried their best to hold back the cheers that were about to burst out.
Their hearts were filled with joy, as if they were about to explode.
"But!"
Fang Che's voice turned solemn, and he said, "But you all know what kind of person I am. It won't be easy to meet these requirements under my leadership. So, you should also be mentally prepared."
"There are many capable people available every year. There are countless talents among the death row inmates. As the saying goes, more than half of those who end up in death row are various kinds of talents. You understand this."
"So the competition among you will be intense."
"Then, you should first consider and change your bad habits." Fang Che said coldly, "As the principal, I don't want to be the one to execute you."
"Yes!"
"Go now. I will arrange for someone to take you to Nirvana Martial Academy."
Fang Che said indifferently, "Although I, as the principal, don't often appear at the Martial Academy, but... whenever I do, it will be a surprise inspection. It's an assessment! Everyone, I hope you will receive the rewards and not the punishments from me!"
After speaking, Fang Che gathered the materials.
"Class dismissed!"
He turned and left.
He quickly walked out.
Zhao Shan He quickly caught up, "The effect is good, hahaha... Well done, well done."
Before he could finish his sentence, he realized that Fang Che had already disappeared.
"Damn it!"
Zhao Shan He cursed.
Then he heard the sudden outburst of cheers from the hall where Fang Che had just given his speech.
Zhao Shan He couldn't help but smile.
He immediately said, "Arrange for someone to take them to Nirvana Martial Academy. From now on, these guys will be part of the Martial Academy."
"Those who arrive later and have not shed innocent blood will also be detained separately and await selection."
"Yes, Commander."
...
Fang Che had returned to the Patrol Hall, and his Life and Death Patrol Team had been set up separately, separated from the other patrol teams by a wall.
This wall was not very high, only ten feet tall, and not thick.
But this wall separated two different worlds.
Meanwhile, Mo Gan Yun, Feng Xiangdong, and Xue Wanren were diligently working outside.
Yu Zhong Ge and the others were constantly going through documents, gathering information, interrogating prisoners, verifying confessions, and extracting useful information from every clue they found. They would then immediately act upon this information.
Everyone was like a rapidly spinning top.
The younger children, like Ren Chun, were divided into two groups. One group was constantly organizing the warehouse, categorizing items with increasing precision, and labeling everything neatly.
Meanwhile, another group was drenched in sweat, practicing their skills and toughening their bodies.
Those who got tired from practicing would go to work as a break, and those who got tired from working would come to practice as a break.
The resilience of these young ones, especially their ability to endure pain and fatigue, left Nian Meng and Mo Gan Yun, among others, amazed.
Indeed, it was rare to find children with such a strong ability to endure fatigue, let alone the kind of self-discipline that could be described as harsh!
But these nine young ones found it sweet.
Their progress was not rapid, but the foundation of every move and technique they practiced was solid beyond measure!
Even the little girl, Ren Dong, would faint several times a day from over-practicing.
But every time she woke up, she would pout, stifle her tears, and resume practicing as soon as she had recovered a little.
This left Nian Meng in awe.
Even the children in the training camp back then could not match this.
But Nian Meng also realized he had overlooked something: the children in the training camp faced strict training requirements, but their lives were secure.
Moreover, they faced no bullying or life-threatening dangers, and the feeling of uncertainty about their future was nonexistent.
However, Ren Chun and the others lived on the edge between hell and earth every day. While they might not match the talents of the children in the training camp, their resilience and stress tolerance were far superior, by tens of times over!
This was a result of their living conditions, an unchangeable fact.
Fang Che returned and watched the young ones practice for a while. He had initially wanted to immediately convene a meeting with Mo Gan Yun and others, but it was only in the evening, when everyone returned exhausted, that Fang Che finally gathered them together.
"Choose a Vice Principal to frequently visit the Nirvana Martial Academy."
After a brief introduction, Fang Che immediately stated his purpose.
"Why?"
Everyone was puzzled: "With you there, do we need to?"
Fang Che refused to explain: "If I tell you to choose, then choose quickly! Hurry up, and I'll report it."
No one wanted to get involved in unnecessary trouble.
In the end, they chose Feng Xiangdong.
Feng Xiangdong was mature and reliable, a member of the Feng family, and had a powerful backing.
Fang Che was immediately reassured.
As he gradually stepped back, if one day he fell from grace, having Feng Xiangdong as Vice Principal would make the Nirvana Martial Academy as solid as a reef in the sea, unshaken by any storm.
He was constantly preparing for the worst.
Continuously securing every possible retreat.
The Nirvana Martial Academy was just one of them.
Then there were the people in White Cloud Continent who had once received his favors, and the women from the brothels who had benefited from his kindness during this time.
And those who had found their families and reunited with their children.
Fang Che would carefully choose the right people to ensure they would have a safe haven if he ever faced a crisis.
Otherwise, many of them would die.
Once a wave of turmoil arose, and the Night Demons were exposed, the resulting tidal wave would be overwhelming.
Even Dongfang Sansan might not be able to suppress it.
Fang Che deeply understood the evil in human nature.
In such a situation, killing a few people would be as easy as squashing ants.
With Feng Xiangdong settled, the brothers began to have dinner.
During this time, Ren Chun and the other young ones had become familiar with their surroundings, and they had all the necessary cooking utensils. The young ones were busy preparing their own meals.
They firmly refused to go out to eat with the older brothers.
They were very clear about their position: they were the pitiful ones rescued by the older brothers and were now part of the Fang family.
But they were not guests. How could one take servants raised from childhood out to restaurants every day?
Although the older brothers might not consider them servants, they had to be clear about their place!
If they couldn't even grasp this, then they might be abandoned again, and this time it would be truly over.
Ren Chun almost daily instilled this philosophy.
Each young one now had a very clear understanding of their role.
They were learning various etiquettes, taboos, and social norms, which Ren Chun and Ren Dong were teaching to their fellow young ones.
During the last book purchase, Ren Chun specifically bought a book on these topics to help himself and his young friends find their place in the world.
He had thought far ahead.
For ordinary people, it might seem: "Why should I, who is so capable, work for others as a servant, and even strive to be a good servant?"
But for Ren Chun and the others, this was already their paradise!
So Ren Chun now taught his brothers the most: gratitude!
Because Ren Chun had seen much, and he was afraid.
In the future, they would face countless temptations of the mundane world. If any of them ever betrayed the older brothers, it would inevitably damage this bond.
Heaven can be mended, but heart scars are hard to heal.
Thus it was.
He cherished it, so he continuously taught, almost brainwashed, ensuring he did his part without hesitation.
But he did not want to ruin this connection.
Under Ren Chun's and Ren Dong's efforts, the nine children's closeness and loyalty to Fang Che and Nian Meng continued to grow.
...
On the street, the patrolmen were out looking for a place to eat, and countless civilians greeted them warmly.
"Captain Fang."
"Hello, Patrolman Feng!"
"Hello, Patrolman Yu..."
"Even Patrolman Xue is here for a meal."
As they walked along, Dong Yun Yu's face turned sour.
"Why aren't many people greeting me?"
Fang Che replied indifferently, "Perhaps they sense the awe-inspiring power of your divine sword."
Everyone laughed.
Dong Yun Yu hummed and turned to look around. Suddenly, he spotted a fat man entering the Hong Yun Jiu Lou.
His gaze instantly sharpened.
This man had a missing piece of his ear, and the remaining part was neatly slanted with a corresponding scar on the back of his head.
It was Duan'er Bi, the Donghai Hall Master of the Green Dragon Gang.
Dong Yun Yu quickly averted his gaze and sent a message to Fang Che.
Fang Che's eyes scanned the area, maintaining his composure and showing no change in expression. He sent a message, "Divine perception surveillance, don't alert them. It's too far, and there are too many civilians."
Dong Yun Yu's face broke into a mischievous smile as he said, "I'm also handsome and carefree..."
His expression turned contemptuous.
But in his heart, he already had an idea.
It was indeed him!
Even if he could be mistaken, Fang Che would never make such a mistake.
Fang Che's face turned grim. He had noticed Duan'er Bi earlier than Dong Yun Yu, and he clearly saw that when the Green Dragon Gang's Hall Master entered the restaurant, he intentionally turned the side with the missing ear towards them.
Then, he paused briefly before pretending to walk inside.
Alarm bells rang in Fang Che's mind!
Something was wrong!
Very wrong!
The nine of them walked forward, relaxed and carefree.
Across from the restaurant was the Wenshin Moxi Bookstore.
Sikuang Dou had been standing at the entrance for a while. Seeing Fang Che from a distance, he approached with a big smile, "It's Captain Fang... Captain Fang is here for a meal again. What a coincidence! Come in and have some tea."
The old man's face was filled with awkward flattery.
There was also a hint of unconscious sycophancy.
It was clear that the embarrassment from that day still lingered, and seeing Fang Che's face made him feel even more uncomfortable.
A sense of guilt surged within him, making him feel terrible.
He wanted to immediately mend their relationship and restore it to how it was before.
Feng Xiangdong and the others were stunned. What had happened after that day? Why was Fang Che so close to this bookstore owner?
When had their relationship become so close?
Fang Che replied warmly, "It's Sikuang Dou. Sikuang Dou, you've been keeping the store open for business. How have things been lately? Has our presence affected your business?"
"No, no."
Sikuang Dou quickly replied, "Are you here for a meal? Let me treat you."
Fang Che laughed, "It's not easy for you to make money. Keep it for yourself. We'll just eat something simple. Goodbye, Sikuang Dou."
He waved goodbye to Sikuang Dou and led the group into the Hong Yun Jiu Lou.
Sikuang Dou watched them enter with a smile on his face. He sighed inwardly.
He could clearly sense Fang Che's politeness and distance.
Even though Fang Che had to be polite in public, his extraordinary spiritual perception allowed him to sense Fang Che's unperturbed inner state.
There was even a hint of coldness.
"He still hasn't forgiven me."
Sikuang Dou felt a bit hurt.
He turned and silently returned to the store, pondering how to break through Fang Che's stubbornness and thaw his cold heart.
Just then, in the crowd not far away, a middle-aged man in a plain blue robe glared at Sikuang Dou's back.
He thought to himself, "Isn't that Sikuang Dou? This thief suddenly came over. Did he steal something valuable from me?"
He touched the hilt of his sword, his brows furrowed in thought.
Should he just chop this thief down with his sword?
He felt like this thief posed some threat to his son.
As he thought, his steps unconsciously drew closer to the Hong Yun Jiu Lou. He patted his body and found no money, so he casually took a few silver notes from a nearby person and entered the restaurant.
If a thief was around, how could he be blamed for losing the silver notes?
Just as Sikuang Dou reached the entrance of his store, he suddenly spun around.
Because he had just felt a strong sense of danger.
It was like a needle piercing him.
The old thief's body trembled, but he immediately turned around. However, he furrowed his brows, "Who is it?!"
He had no doubt about his perception. There was definitely a highly skilled expert who had just glared at him with killing intent! This was absolutely correct. But who was this expert?
Sikuang Dou sensed that it was an incredibly skilled expert among experts to be able to approach him without being noticed.
He immediately sent a message to the Night Emperor, "Old Two, I think I've been targeted by an incredibly skilled expert."
(End of Chapter)
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