Please Teach Me, Teacher Lei!

"You're right. At the moment the Blood Alliance collapsed, I truly was Dragon City's strongest fighter. Together with Jin Wanhao's unrivaled martial strength, we did indeed have a very good chance of seizing Dragon City's supreme power. The question was, what then?"

Lei Zongchao said calmly, "At that time, Jin Wanhao and I had only just broken free from the Blood Alliance's exploitation and torment. All we possessed was brute force. We had no idea how to run a city, much less how to rebuild and propel an entire civilization forward.

"The Nine Gangs, however, each governed at least a million survivors. They had a great many specialists and understood the methods of organization and management. They provided survivors with essential public services—water, electricity, food, spiritual energy—and could also unite the survivors' strength against zombies and monsters.

"If I had stood with Jin Wanhao and made enemies of the Nine Gangs, the result would only have been mutual destruction.

"One general's triumph was built upon ten thousand bleached bones. Even if I could ascend to the highest power, the ground beneath my feet would surely have been paved with the piled corpses of my compatriots.

"Our pitiful civilization had already been battered by transmigration, floods, zombies, and monsters until it was riddled with holes and barely clinging to life. We had finally destroyed those utterly heartless madmen of the Blood Alliance, and every survivor hoped for a precious moment to catch their breath. If war broke out again, perhaps peace would never descend upon us. The monsters would become the ultimate victors, freely trampling our homeland beneath their feet—no matter that Jin Wanhao was my brother-in-arms, bound to me through life and death, how could I do something that would grieve our loved ones and delight our enemies?

"After all,