"Rest assured, Scholar. The School Lang Department has tens of thousands of men, every one of them a trained elite. We have eyes and ears everywhere, both in the open and in the shadows. The moment Surface Humans dare show their faces and stir up trouble, the School Lang Department will drag them out one by one, skin them alive, and bring them to the Academy as research material."
Captain Shi had good reason to speak with such confidence.
The School Lang Department had five or six senior officials, with captains below them. The department had eight guards in all, each led by a captain. Every captain commanded fifteen hundred men, roughly the equivalent of three battalions.
Why had Tang Li and the others believed Captain Shi when he promised them a battalion's worth of positions?
Because Captain Shi commanded one guard. With his influence, he could make it happen.
Bronze Coconut Scholar let out a soft sigh, as if remembering some painful event from the past.
"Why the sigh, Scholar?"
"Captain Shi, do you remember how, ten years ago, we were among the first pioneers to enter the Surface World?"
Hearing Bronze Coconut Scholar bring up the past, Captain Shi was a little surprised. Bronze Coconut Scholar had always been reluctant to discuss it, and usually avoided the subject altogether.
Why had he suddenly grown sentimental tonight and brought it up himself?
"Yes, yes. To put it correctly, we've already lost some of our brothers. That includes Tang Li's maternal uncle, Fan Hui."
So what exactly did he mean?
Different civilizations naturally had different systems. Without a complete industrial base, it was obviously unrealistic for the Underground Race to reproduce the machines of the Surface World.
Still, Captain Shi had never heard the inside story Bronze Coconut Scholar was