Demacia! / Patriarch Kevin, Who "Never Holds a Grudge"

"Hua, don't always stay cooped up inside, how about we go out for a walk together?"

Kevin entered the room and tried to take his old comrade's hand, but Fu Hua instinctively dodged him, a hint of panic appearing on the girl's face.

"What's wrong? You look terrible. I'll go with you to the infirmary..."

The man looked worried and couldn't help but express his concern, but Fu Hua shook her head to stop him.

Helpless, Kevin wandered around aimlessly, and while pouring water for Fu Hua, his gaze was drawn to a half-open copy of the Daoist Canon on the table, so he picked it up and flipped through a few pages.

The Immortal Vermillion Bird clenched her right hand, which was hidden in her sleeve, and five copper coins turned into fine dust that fell through her fingers. After hesitating for a moment, she casually asked a question.

How much do you know about dragon veins?

Kevin snapped out of his daze, blinking with a hint of curiosity.

"Why are you asking about this? Feng shui, I guess? That's all I know."

Fu Hua took out the cloth piece that Kevin had copied in the Nine Netherworld of the South Sea from the shelf, handed it to its owner, and then paced back and forth in contemplation.

"Yin and Yang form the cauldron, creation is the craftsman, and spiritual energy is gathered and transformed, giving rise to human form; humans are the most intelligent of all things in heaven and earth..."

"The dragon, its form is mysterious and elusive, sometimes vast enough to stretch across the heavens and earth, sometimes small enough to disappear into the depths of the earth; sometimes it hides in the darkest void, sometimes it roams freely in the nine heavens. Of all fierce birds and beasts, the dragon reigns supreme..."

"If we were to choose a suitable object from animal worship, then for the Chinese, the dragon would undoubtedly be the most perfect totem..."

Kevin was a little confused by this sudden serious history lesson, but seeing Fu Hua's tense face, he just let it go.

"In cultural symbolism, the dragon actually comes in many forms. In the heavens, it controls the clouds and rain, nurturing all living things; it is the so-called god of rivers, seas, wind, and rain. As a human, it ascends to the throne, educating and enlightening all people; we call it the Son of Heaven..."

Fu Hua's explanation was both profound and easy to understand, which gradually made Kevin, who had initially shown little interest, realize that it was no wonder that history records that the aura of an emperor manifested in five colors, forming dragons and tigers.

Finally, those that entered the earth transformed into mountains, forming mountain ranges that stretch across the land, guarding the nation's borders. This is...

"... Dragon Vein!"

Kevin succinctly pointed out the key point, and some doubts in my mind gradually came to an end.

Fu Hua nodded, pointed to the Daoist Canon in Kevin's hand, and responded calmly.

"These are all recorded in the 'Silent Chapter,' and according to research, although the dragon veins are intricate and complex, the terrain of the world and the famous mountains of the nine provinces are all formed by the ancestral dragon veins..."

"What I'm trying to say is that the ancestral dragon vein, with Kunlun as its spine, and based on the terrain depicted in the rubbings, the location of Pangu Tomb seems to be right within the ancestral dragon vein!"

At this moment, Kevin finally understood Fu Hua's purpose in going around in circles. He couldn't help but smile wryly at his friend, who liked to quote classics and was meticulous to the point of being rigid. He hugged her tightly from behind and whispered in her ear with pity.

"Alright, thank you for your hard work. I will definitely find Cang Xuan Dan Zhu's trail..."

"So, esteemed Miss Fu Hua, would you do me the honor of coming for a walk with me? The sunshine outside is lovely..."

However, Fu Hua untied her clasped fingers, and after hesitating, a hint of apology appeared on her face.

"I haven't fully understood everything above. I'd like to go back to St. Freya to check some information. I'll leave things here in your care for now..."

Immediately, the figure in Yun Mo rushed out of the room without waiting for Kevin to stop him, as if deliberately trying to avoid someone.

As the door to the room slowly closed, in the darkness, Kevin sat back in his chair, rubbing his fingertips, his brows furrowed deeply.

Kunlun Mountain... Dragon Pangu Tomb... and... the Tai Xu Seven Swords... He always felt that there were countless connections between all these clues, and an invisible giant net was gradually being woven to strangle him.

During his brief moment of contemplation, the long-lost sound of mechanical friction echoed in Kevin's mind, Hatsune Miku's clear, synthesized voice.

"Attention, the countdown to the Dragon Vein's awakening: two months..."

"The sixth questline begins: Resist the Kunlun Beast Tide and unravel the secrets of the Void..."

Then, a document titled [SCP001-Dragon Vein] was unfolded. Outside the window, the sky was dark, and a sense of impending storm permeated the air.

At that moment, the windowpanes creaked and trembled, the pages of the book turned with a rustling sound, and Kevin gazed thoughtfully at the distant, menacing mountain range.

The wind is picking up...

P. S.: I can't hold on any longer. I broke my promise to update twice a day, so I'll make it up to you with four more chapters. I'll make sure to update four more chapters before the end of this month, in addition to the two chapters I update every day.

Also, thank you to reader @{"reader_id":"1728050","reader_name":"Attack of Pandora"} for following the book from beginning to end. Thank you for your support and recognition.

Thank you to the reader @@Keba for the reward.

Chapter 693, Section 726: Demacia!

At the Super God Academy, three sleazy figures crouched in the bushes leading to the teaching building. As time passed, the waiting group couldn't help but mutter to themselves.

"Two gay guys..."

"You son of a bitch, keep swearing! My Zhao Xin!"

"Uh... two gay guys?"

"Screw you! I have a name too! Cheng Yaowen! You believe everything that woman says? Do you really think we're gay?!"

The honest man Ge Xiaolun, nodded with a forced smile. After Cheng Yaowen finished speaking, Zhao Xin couldn't help but kick the honest man next to him, his gaze fixed on a certain part of his body with extreme sharpness.

"If you were really gay, would your ass have survived this long? You idiot, sit down with us and use your brain! We're going to get that girl today and demand an explanation!"

For some reason, Ge Xiaolun's buttocks felt shiny, and he couldn't help but squeeze his legs together, quietly distancing himself from Zhao Xin, who had a somewhat unpleasant aura beside him.

"Stop arguing, that girl's here! She's even jogging in a tracksuit, I can't handle it! Who wants to go first?"

Immediately, Cheng Yaowen, who was the eldest of the three and was clearly the leader, reached out and pressed down on the heads of his two buddies, his gaze drawn to the two perfectly round spheres that were swaying back and forth in their field of vision on the path.

"Need you even ask? Of course we'll go together! Remember our slogan?"

Zhao Xin looked completely at ease, then pulled out a brick from the edge of the lawn, displaying an attitude that perfectly captured the essence and key points of a brawl or group attack.

The three men held their breath and nodded in unison. The moment the target was within three steps of them, the three burly men jumped out together and shouted slogans at Du Qiangwei, who was jogging in the morning.

"Demacia!"

"Bang!"

Five minutes later, the Three Musketeers of the Grassland, their faces bruised and swollen, squatted on the ground in the standard hands-to-heads position, their expressions full of bitterness and resentment.

It's unbelievable that three grown men would be defeated by a young girl; it's a huge blow to their pride.

"With your pathetic skills, you three dare to try and camp out like others? I'm a legend! A two-time champion of the military region's skills competition! Even without Micro Wormhole calculations, I could easily crush your paltry skills ten times over!"

Du Qiangwei stood with one foot on the edge of the flower bed, weighing the brick in her hand, and mocked it with a disdainful expression.

"Even if you're very powerful, that doesn't stop us from demanding an explanation! Why are you calling us gay?!"

Cheng Yaowen, who was somewhat stubborn, was the first to raise his head and look directly at the arrogant Du Qiangwei in front of him.

However, for a girl with a military history who tends to abide by the rules of the military, Cheng Yaowen's insistence at this moment could only make Du Qiangwei less contemptuous, but she still had to beat him up.

After all, her father is Dukao, and she is here as an ace to take command. In the military, the principle is to let the fists do the talking first and establish the leader!

Immediately, under Du Qiangwei's smirking coercion, Zhao Xin and Ge Xiaolun, who were the first to back down, squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands and began to sing "Conquer".

"Just like that, you conquered me, cutting off all my escape routes..."

The mournful and desolate song drew a handsome white-haired guy carrying a canteen pancake from the end of the path.

"You sang well. Next time I'll take you to a karaoke bar and you can show off your talents. We still have an hour until class, so stop fooling around now..."

After briefly understanding the situation, Kevin tried to mediate. Seeing that Cheng Yaowen still had some resentment in his eyes, the handsome white-haired man pushed Du Qiangwei aside and squatted down to whisper to her.

"I'm your practical training instructor. If you want Du Qiangwei to be like before, I think she'd be willing to give me face, but how sincere she is is another matter."

"Looking at it this way, she teased you, and you turned the tables on her, so it seems like it's evenly matched. As for getting outmaneuvered, that just means you weren't strong enough..."

"Actually, I think a man's pride can't be given to him by others; he has to earn it himself. If he wants revenge, he has to win fair and square..."

Seeing that everyone on campus was gradually getting up, Zhao Xin, eager to get away, slapped his thigh and put on a slick, agreeable smile.

"Teacher's right! Once the three of us have mastered this amazing skill, we'll definitely team up and pose this girl in eighteen different ways!"

After a moment's thought, Cheng Yaowen nodded solemnly, wisely indicating his willingness to reconcile.

Kevin casually waved his hand, shooing the three guys away, then chuckled and shook his head.

These three are all unique: Ge Xiaolun is straightforward and sincere, Zhao Xin is slick and astute, Cheng Yaowen is deep and reserved. They also complement each other to some extent.

Cheng Yaowen, a descendant of the Dexing royal family's Light Shield clan, witnessed the destruction of his homeland and can be considered a tragic figure.

Kevin hopes that during his growth into a super warrior, he will not suffer any psychological problems, so as to avoid causing greater trouble. Therefore, he is willing to take care of this tragedy and misfortune and just gave him a few more words of advice.

"Teacher, you're not really planning to give those three gay guys special tutoring, specifically to devise a tactic to sabotage me, are you?"

"I've heard people say that you tacticians are all dirty-minded..."

Du Qiangwei stepped forward with a look of suspicion to complain, while Kevin chuckled "sincerely."

"Healthy competition, healthy competition, don't worry, I'm a very honest person..."

Half-believing, half-doubting, Du Qiangwei finally gave up and got up to go to the cafeteria for breakfast to replenish her nutrition. But after taking only a few steps, she heard a casual inquiry from behind.

"By the way, Rose, who told you your last sentence?"

"What's wrong with my dad?"

"It's nothing, but I felt the criticism was spot-on. I'll remember this person..."

The outspoken girl casually replied, then put her headphones back on, humming a song as she jogged away, completely unaware of the sinister glint that appeared deep in someone's eyes.

Dukao, right? Someone's covering the maintenance costs for the Hyperion...

After briefly greeting Du Qiangwei and the Three Musketeers of the Grassland, Kevin pulled up the personnel list for the first phase of the Super God Academy and pondered the corresponding training strategies.

When his gaze swept over the faculty and staff section, his eyes bulged slightly and his expression stiffened.

Modern electromagnetism... Tesla...

An Introduction to Spacetime... Einstein...

Intelligence and disguise... Ada Wong...

A Brief History of the Universe... Ryze...

Weapon construction and usage techniques... Welt...

God-Slaying Weapons and Strategic/Tactical Applications... Jakesten...

Add to that his and Himeko's practical combat skills, and wow, the teaching team is quite impressive.

Shenzhou really spares no effort in attracting talent; they even managed to dig out Welt, the perennial lurker.

Kevin was filled with emotion. After a quick breakfast, he returned to his residence to organize documents and prepare materials for the first session of classes.

"He who eats the emperor's food must serve the emperor faithfully. Since he was hired at great expense, he must live up to his salary."

Moreover, he also hoped that these high-tech creations of the Deno Galaxy would grow rapidly so that they could take the blame for him in future Interstellar War. Therefore, the higher their growth rate, the easier it would be for him.

Such a useful Tool Person, might as well use it.

The man smiled slyly, tapped the black wolf head icon on the Illusionary Screen, and a slight upturn of his lips.

"Guys, let's get to work..."

Chapter 694, Section 727: "Never Holding a Grudge" -Ancestor Kevin

On the training field, all seven trainees of the first batch arrived, exactly four men and three women.

The male team consists of Ge Xiaolun, Galaxy Power "; Cheng Yaowen, Earth Power"; Zhao Xin, known as "De Star Spear"; Liu Chuang, known as "Nuoxing God of War"...

The female participants are: "Space-Time Rose" Du Qiangwei, "Divine River Sniper" Qilin, and "Nuo Star Dagger" Rui Mengmeng...

Still buzzing with excitement from their first meeting, these superhumans, imbued with divine genes, stood ramrod straight, like an army awaiting inspection.

What made them somewhat uncomfortable was that, in addition to the two instructors, Kevin and Murata Himeko, there was also a mixed team of junior and senior high school students standing on the left side of the training ground.

There were only four people there: two white-haired twins with heterochromatic eyes, a Japanese-style girl with long, straight black hair, and a little girl with purple hair holding a pet lizard.

Because of their varying heights and the girls' adorable, pink expressions, their formation was loose and disorganized, lacking any real intimidation.

"Instructor, these are the little brats the school invited to spar with? I won't do anything that bullies elementary school students..."

"What if they get hurt and cry? There's no one to comfort them..."

Du Qiangwei, who was somewhat arrogant, raised her hand and stepped forward, but was the first to fall silent, clearly not taking the four little brats seriously.

When her troops were belittled, Murata Himeko raised an eyebrow and smiled strangely. Then she frowned and snorted coldly at the four little girls.