Secret Transmission

Seeing the lewd smiles of those bastards from the Airplane Brotherhood as they pointed at him after class, and the mockery hidden behind those grins, Zhang Tie immediately knew they must have found out about him being a human punching bag. Though he didn't know how they had learned of it, they just strangely did—this was Zhang Tie's intuition, and it was rarely wrong.

Two classes had just ended. After a crowd of animals swarmed to the restroom and returned, they stood in the corridor outside the classroom shooting the breeze. The morning sun shone lazily on everyone, feeling quite comfortable. The crowd of animals, like moldy salted fish, squeezed back and forth in the corridor to fight for that bit of sunlight. Seeing Zhang Tie walking over with a dark face, those bastards from the Airplane Brotherhood began to deliberately shift their gazes elsewhere, each of them lifting their heads to look at the clouds in the sky, pretending to be detached and indifferent, as if they had all become poets.

Damn it! Beneath their detached and indifferent exteriors, what Zhang Tie saw was them rolling on the ground with laughter. Their faces were stiff with fake seriousness, but in reality, they were likely already cramping from holding back their mirth.

"Laugh if you want, don't hold it in, it's exhausting!" Zhang Tie walked over and said calmly. Those bastards could no longer suppress it, and one by one, they burst into loud, raucous laughter.

"Brother, did you encounter anything unhappy yesterday? Tell us so we can be happy too, hahahaha..." Sista, that lecher, winked and gestured from the side. The group of bastards laughed even more vigorously.

"You bastards, you knew yesterday, didn't you? You kept it from me, letting me almost get beaten to death yesterday..." Zhang Tie, feigning anger, viciously grabbed Sista by the collar.

Sista hurriedly raised his hands. "Who told you to be so full of yourself? Baghdad guessed it long ago, but seeing you so smug, he couldn't bear to tell you. What was it you said yesterday..." Sista, that lecher, began to pinch his throat, mimicking Zhang Tie's words from the day before. "Oh my, you know, my greatest weakness is that my heart is too soft; I can't stand seeing others in a bind. After Captain Colin begged me for a long time, I finally reluctantly agreed. It's all because my character is too good and I've done too many good deeds, I can't help it. Even things like having intimate contact with beauties while getting paid fell into my lap, and I can even exercise my body..."

Thinking of how he had postured and shown off in front of them yesterday, the bastards burst into another round of explosive laughter. Zhang Tie felt his face flush as he thought about it; sure enough, that old saying of the Hua Clan was right—don't be too arrogant, or you might get struck by lightning. He had only been a little arrogant yesterday, and sure enough, retribution had arrived.

Zhang Tie looked at Baghdad. This bastard shrugged indifferently. "Captain Colin is a part-time coach at the Iron Thorn Combat Hall. He used to love introducing our seniors to the Iron Thorn Combat Hall for part-time work, and all those jobs were, without exception, being human punching bags for the spoiled brats of wealthy families!"

"How come I didn't know about this?" Zhang Tie asked, feeling depressed.

"It's not a secret at all; you just don't pay attention to news related to combat halls. Those little brats have special requirements for their sparring partners. Because of their height and physical development, their partners can't be adults with a huge height disparity, and their peers can't withstand their punches and kicks. Only people our age are suitable—older than them, naturally stronger, but without having ignited their Divine Palace Bright Point, so our strength doesn't completely overwhelm them..."

"What, is it not okay if our strength exceeds theirs?" Hans asked curiously from the side.

"Of course not. If your strength exceeds theirs, how could they beat you down?"

"It's just sparring, why must they always beat you down?"

Baghdad folded his arms and sneered. "This is the difference between us and those wealthy people; we think about things completely differently. Although someone with strength higher than those brats could also be their sparring partner, that's not what they need. Do you know why? Because those wealthy people want to cultivate the confidence in their children from a young age that they can easily beat us and trample us underfoot. Once this kind of confidence and psychological advantage is formed, their aura can suppress you completely. It's like a natural predator; you'll naturally be at a disadvantage. Even if you reach the same level as them in the future, you won't be their opponent. This involves many profound things; it's a secret transmission. I only heard it mentioned by someone in the combat hall."

Even Zhang Tie was hearing such a theory for the first time, so he was momentarily stunned. But thinking about it carefully, it was indeed possible. Otherwise, wouldn't it be better for the combat hall to find a young person of the same age who had already ignited their Divine Palace Bright Point to be the sparring partner for those brats? There should be plenty of such people in Black Flame City, like Gelis—Gelis was already a Level 2 Battle Soldier at this moment. What shocked Zhang Tie even more was that this kind of thing was actually a secret transmission—so-called secret transmissions were knowledge mastered by only a few, while the masses remained ignorant. What the masses could know was public knowledge, and what they didn't know was secret transmission. The cost of this secret knowledge was very high, and most cultivation techniques and martial arts were content of secret transmissions. It was said that before the Great Cataclysm, the secret transmission system of human society had been very well developed. At that time, some secret transmissions were called intellectual property protection, some were called patents, and even more confidential secret knowledge was only popular in a very small number of secret religious groups, such as the function of crystals. Now, most of the secret knowledge in the Black Iron Era almost belonged to certain groups. Various industry associations, religious groups, various unions, and various sects all had their own secret transmissions. These were the foundations of these groups and their capital for survival in this era; outsiders could never master them. Although the abacus skills he learned were a bit mediocre, strictly speaking, they were also a type of secret transmission, because this skill was only popular among the Hua Clan. Tang De had warned him back then that this skill must not be passed on to outsiders; if he violated this, it could lead to extremely serious consequences.

In this era, besides resources, as long as one mastered a piece of secret knowledge or skill of great value, it was possible to rise rapidly, roll in gold, set up one's own base, and build one's own power. Of course, it was also possible to become a thorn in someone's side because of some secret transmission and end up as a corpse one day. What was transmitted were knowledge and skills, but behind them were naked interests. Monopolizing knowledge and skills meant monopolizing interests. This was the law of secret transmission, which seemed to have not changed at all from before the Great Cataclysm until now.

"If you can avoid this part-time job, don't do it. Being constantly trampled by those little brats might leave you with psychological shadows. Once you have shadows, it will be hard to become a powerhouse!" Baghdad finally suggested sincerely.

"I'll consider it, but let me finish the 600 hours of part-time work first..." Zhang Tie deliberately put on a miserable face and told them about the contract. The huge compensation amount of nearly 10 gold coins on the contract made everyone dumbfounded.

So what if it's a secret transmission? Damn it, is it really that amazing? What kind of bullshit secret transmission can compare to my Manjusaka Karma Myriad Fruit Tree and the Iron Fetus Body-Tempering Fruit that will be generated later? Just hearing the name, the Iron Fetus Body-Tempering Fruit sounds awesome. The key point is that it seems as long as I keep getting beaten, it can be generated. Taking someone else's money while letting them work hard to temper my body and feed me fruits—where can I find such a good thing? As for the shadow of failure, Zhang Tie really didn't have any.

Just as Zhang Tie rolled his eyes, wanting to tell them about Mary praising him to stimulate these bastards, the entire corridor suddenly went quiet. Zhang Tie turned his head and saw Teacher Daina walking into the lecture hall with a snail-like mold in her hand. The animals in the corridor were quiet for a few seconds, looked at each other, and then suddenly unleashed a burst of energy more intense than rushing to the restroom, all swarming into the lecture hall, each desperately trying to occupy the front row seats near Teacher Daina.

In the entire National No. 7 Boys' Middle School, only when Teacher Daina had a class did the bell not need to ring for all the animals to voluntarily swarm into the classroom. The best seats in the first row were naturally occupied by Gelis and his lackeys, while the members of the Airplane Brotherhood occupied the middle-back seats, neither good nor bad.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Teacher Daina didn't delay and started the class directly. Picking up a piece of chalk from the podium, Teacher Daina wrote two characters on the blackboard, which was the content for this lesson—Blood Clan!

Teacher Daina's beautiful eyes swept across the room, and the backs of all the animals straightened like javelins, each wearing a solemn expression on their faces, revealing a thirst for knowledge.

"Students, the creature I want to explain to you today is the Blood Clan. The Blood Clan of our era is not the same as the Blood Clan before the Great Cataclysm. The Blood Clan before the Great Cataclysm were vampires that could turn into bats in art and mythology, not a species that truly existed. But the Blood Clan of the Black Iron Era refers to those wild creatures and alien creatures that mutated after the Great Cataclysm. There are all kinds of them. The Blood Clan we usually talk about have the following characteristics: First, from the appearance, the bodies of the Blood Clan are all bright red, like blood, which is easy to identify in the wild, and that is how the Blood Clan got its name. Secondly, all Blood Clan creatures love fresh blood; they are carnivores and also the most dangerous wild killers. Any animal that has blood on its body may become their meal. Thirdly, after mutation, the body and physiological functions of all Blood Clan have changed significantly, and they will develop some strange abilities. These abilities make them even more dangerous and difficult to deal with. Next, let's take the Blood-Sucking Snail, the most common of the Blood Clan, as an example to talk about how to deal with this kind of thing when encountered in the wild..."

Zhang Tie stared blankly at Teacher Daina's beautiful face, listening to that heavenly voice, and was completely mesmerized. Everyone didn't really care what Teacher Daina was talking about. For many people, as long as they could watch Teacher Daina standing there and hear her voice, that was the greatest blessing in life.

It was said that some extremely unpleasant incidents that made Teacher Daina very angry had occurred in her class before, so the National No. 7 Boys' Middle School in Black Flame City had a school rule that could be called the weirdest in all schools in Black Flame City—all students must keep their hands on the desk where they can be seen during Teacher Daina's class. Therefore, in Teacher Daina's classroom, looking down from the podium, all the animals sat like obedient children in kindergarten, each with a straight posture, hands folded on the desk, and expressions of thirst for knowledge—the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard one after another in the classroom before long, and there was also the sound of knocking on wooden fish under the table through a layer of cloth. In short, all kinds of strange and bizarre things.

Every time Teacher Daina's class could make Zhang Tie enter some strange and excited fantasy, just like at this moment...

Teacher Daina was wearing a short skirt, revealing a section of plump, snow-white thighs that were dazzling. The buttons of her top were stretched open by her full chest. Sitting on the podium in the classroom, there were only the two of them in the whole room. When she called Zhang Tie to her, Teacher Daina leaned over, forcefully squeezing a ravine that made people sink into it from her magnificent chest, and then pressed Zhang Tie's head into it, laughing coquettishly. Just as Zhang Tie was about to be suffocated by that pile of snow-white, Teacher Daina pushed him away, then extended her two beautiful fingers, took out a thin tube, and began to blow pink bubbles. The pink bubbles floated up, then burst one by one on Zhang Tie's face, exploding like the hands of a spring breeze caressing his face. Zhang Tie was completely intoxicated by those pink bubbles...

"Little darling, do you want to come?" Teacher Daina smiled charmingly and hooked her finger at Zhang Tie...

"I want to come!" Zhang Tie suddenly stood up, startling the few people from the Airplane Brotherhood next to him. As the lesson finished, just when Teacher Daina asked if any students had questions and could stand up to ask, Zhang Tie suddenly stood up and shouted, almost scaring the illness out of the people next to him.

For a moment, everyone's eyes in the classroom were focused on Zhang Tie, who had suddenly stood up and shouted, causing the temperature on his body to rise rapidly. Gelis in the front row turned his head and looked at Zhang Tie with great displeasure. Originally, Gelis had also prepared two questions related to the Blood-Sucking Snail, wanting to pretend to be a good student and exchange a few words with Teacher Daina. But before Gelis could stand up, this guy who didn't know where he came from had already preempted the opportunity to perform that belonged to him.

The moment he stood up and shouted that sentence, Zhang Tie had already completely sobered up. Then, looking at the stinging gazes around him, Zhang Tie broke out in a cold sweat instantly.

"This student, do you have any questions about the content of this lesson?" Teacher Daina asked calmly.

Fortunately, Zhang Tie still had some quick wit and instantly thought of a question that could pass.

"Teacher Daina, I have basically remembered the content of this lesson, but I have a question in another aspect, related to biology. I wonder if Teacher Daina can answer it for me?" Zhang Tie said, thinking quickly...