A Dog's Life Was Only Worth Five Hundred Bucks

"How Modern Cultivators Fought!"

Jiang Chuan's interest was immediately piqued. He got up and went downstairs to buy two stacks of notebooks.

It couldn't be helped. If he didn't have two stacks of notebooks on his desk at school, he just didn't feel at ease.

As the class bell rang, Hu Haoqiang skillfully took a piece of chalk from the chalk box.

"Students, what do you think is the proper way for modern cultivators to fight?"

"Control cannons and bombard them with rocket launchers." Recalling all the howitzers and cannons he had seen on the way to the Teaching Building, Jiang Chuan answered instinctively.

Although shells could not harm some powerful demonic beasts at all, such powerful demonic beasts were ultimately only a small minority.

Besides, with Jiang Chuan and the others' current strength, they were still far from the point of confronting powerful demonic beasts.

"This student is right, but not entirely."

As he spoke, Hu Haoqiang turned and drew a large circle on the blackboard.

"If you want artillery bombardment, first we need to determine the direction, and second, we need to determine the area. If you fire without knowing either the direction or the area, you're wasting shells."

"So how do we determine the direction and area?"

"Cultivator reconnaissance," Jiang Chuan answered.

Hu Haoqiang nodded approvingly. "What this student said is one method. If this student thinks his life is worth only five hundred bucks—the same price as a drone—he can give it a try."

"Pfft!"

Wei Dong burst out laughing, then pulled out his wallet.

"Jiang Chuan, I'll buy your dog life."

"Get lost!"

Jiang Chuan's face darkened.

"Drone reconnaissance combined with artillery bombardment is the most common method modern cultivators use to deal with demonic beasts."

Hu Haoqiang then wrote the words "Demonic Cultivator" on the board.

"The reason this doesn't include demonic cultivators is because they are far more intelligent than low-realm demonic beasts. At the slightest stir of wind or rustle of grass, they'll relocate."

"You lock onto them one moment, and they run away the next. Before the ammunition is even loaded, the demonic cultivator may already have flown out of the area where he originally was."

"Of course, fourth-realm demonic cultivators are generally already mid- to high-level officials in the various evil cult forces. Such people are treasures to those cults, and they won't easily let us find their traces."

"For now, our classes mainly focus on dealing with demonic beasts at the fourth realm and below."

"Teacher, even ordinary people can deploy artillery and load shells. Reconnaissance relies on drones, so what role do modern cultivators play?" Meng Nanxi asked. "Is it that if the artillery fails to kill the demonic beast, we charge forward and fight it in close combat?"

"Student, are you family with the student who just answered the teacher's question?"

Hu Haoqiang pressed a hand to his forehead with a laugh. "Great Xia's howitzers and gun-howitzers have a minimum range of over ten kilometers and a maximum range of over seventy kilometers."

"At such a distance, just drive away. Or do you think you aren't worth a few liters of gasoline? Or are you planning to push a several-ton gun-howitzer, with several drones hovering over your head, and go fight demonic beasts?"

Wei Dong waggled his eyebrows at Jiang Chuan.

"Teacher Hu said you and Meng Nanxi are family. Aren't you going after her? As soon as Meng Nanxi enrolled, lots of people already started treating her like a goddess. In a few days, she'll probably have the title of Campus Belle."

"Women would only become obstacles on my path of cultivation."

Jiang Chuan knew very well how attractive Meng Nanxi was.

In the other world, boys had pursued Meng Nanxi so crazily that her mother came to the school and made a scene once every month.

When he had been young in that other world, he really had harbored some feelings for Meng Nanxi. But with her mother's tigress-like demeanor, Jiang Chuan had not dared to pursue her.

And his most pressing task now was not dealing with a tigress, but growing stronger and destroying the Blood Sea Divine Cult!

"Remember this well. You are all cultivators raised by the country with enormous resources. Your lives are far more valuable than drones, vehicle-mounted artillery, and gun-howitzers. But sometimes, because immortal light emits powerful Magnetic Field interference, or because drones are damaged and reconnaissance cannot be conducted by drone, cultivators must also venture deep into demonic beast habitats to scout."

Wei Dong then explained the dangers cultivators might encounter after entering dense forests, as well as how cultivators should coordinate with one another.

After hearing it all, Jiang Chuan felt that "Practical Coordination of Thermal Weapons and Cultivators" would actually be more fittingly renamed "Practical Coordination of Thermal Weapons and Cultivator Teams."

According to Wei Dong, before reaching the fifth realm, cultivators usually learned from the military and were organized into squads for combat.

At the least, a squad had four or five cultivators; at most, twelve or thirteen.

Every cultivator in such a squad had a different role.

Some were responsible for reconnaissance, some for operating artillery, some for drawing the encirclement of demonic beasts and covering their teammates as they fought their way out...

When that class ended, Chinese and mathematics classes followed.

Although Jiang Chuan attended Nandu Immortal Gate First High School, not every student among the fifty classes in his year had the chance to become a cultivator.

Many lacked sufficient aptitude and could not successfully visualize or condense Divine Sense.

Naturally, the high school had to provide these students with another path.

Therefore, of the six classes each day, only three were cultivation classes.

As for why there were six classes instead of eight...

The final two periods were electives. Students could go to large classrooms to study the Hundred Arts of Cultivation, such as talismans, formations, and alchemy, or they could study mathematics, physics, and chemistry.

After the morning classes ended, Jiang Chuan had a simple lunch in the school cafeteria with Wei Dong, then returned to the classroom to rest.

Perhaps because he had not seen his desk for too long, Jiang Chuan instantly fell asleep at the speed of light.

He did not wake until Wei Dong called him to meditate in the Meditation Room. He stretched lazily, then followed Wei Dong and most of the class toward the Meditation Room.

The Meditation Room was on the fifth floor of another Teaching Building. Jiang Chuan and the main group had just reached the second floor when he noticed numerous pieces of equipment arranged there, including running testers, Punching Power Testers, silicone dummies, and more.

Thinking that he might have already completed Skin Tempering, Jiang Chuan said to Wei Dong, "Dongzi, go on ahead. I'm going to test my punching power."

"Your Great Sun Slaughtering God Technique has only reached the beginner stage. It's not like you've already completed Body Strengthening. What are you testing your punching power for? The homeroom teacher might already be there. If you're late, just wait to get scolded!"

As he spoke, Wei Dong grabbed Jiang Chuan's arm, preparing to drag him up to the fifth floor.

"It won't take long."

Jiang Chuan brushed away Wei Dong's arm, then strode quickly toward the Punching Power Tester.

"Then hurry up!"

With that, Wei Dong took large strides toward the fifth floor.

Meng Nanxi, who had just reached the second floor, was slightly stunned when she saw Jiang Chuan walking toward the Punching Power Tester.

Her deskmate, Xiang Yining, who wore twin ponytails, muttered, "Teacher Hu only teased you once in class. Don't tell me this guy took it seriously and wants to attract your attention, Nanxi."

"Doesn't look like it." Meng Nanxi watched Jiang Chuan's back.

"Whether it does or not, we only started cultivating yesterday. Even if he has an Innate Spiritual Root, has already absorbed Transcendent Factor into his body, and cultivated spiritual power, the power of his punch won't be much stronger than an ordinary person's."

Xiang Yining took Meng Nanxi's slender hand. "There's nothing to watch. Let's go up."

Meng Nanxi gave Jiang Chuan, standing before the Punching Power Tester, one long look before Xiang Yining pulled her up the stairs.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Chuan clenched his right fist and threw a punch at the Punching Power Tester.