Keep a Low Profile First, Put Safety Above All!

Swish swish swish

In the blink of an eye, Lu Changzhi made one trip after another.

Soon, the other disciples had all taken their places, and everyone's eyes turned to Lu Changzhi.

"Judging by this, they're preparing to do something big."

Zhong Ming sighed, then asked Lu Changzhi,

"Master, are there any specific tasks to assign?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Changzhi smiled slightly and glanced at everyone:

"You're free to experiment. You've been cultivating for some time now, and this is a grand event; it's time to test your progress."

Everyone present tensed up.

Since Master has said so, the meaning of this "test" is very clear.

This is definitely not something to be taken lightly.

"It seems we have to go all out."

Gu Chen murmured to himself, his gaze becoming incredibly resolute.

Not only do they have to complete the task of "leading their junior brothers and sisters to stand on Li Baimei," but more importantly, they have to give their master a satisfactory performance.

"Oh, right,"

At this moment, Lu Changzhi spoke up again.

"Not all of you started your training with the sole purpose of directly engaging the enemy on the battlefield. Therefore, you must fully utilize the techniques you have learned, adapt flexibly to specific situations, and forge a path with your own unique characteristics."

"This is what I want to see."

For example,

Lu Changzhi looked at Luo Ling'er:

"Your culinary skills are superb, and since joining the sect, you've brought considerable improvement and benefits to everyone. However..."

At this point, Lu Changzhi paused.

Luo Ling'er immediately followed and said:

"Master, I understand what you mean."

"Ling'er can also poison their food, making it smell delicious, taste good, and die quickly."

"Um."

Lu Changzhi nodded.

Right.

At this moment, Luo Ling'er raised her hand and ripped off the sleeves of both arms with a "rip," raising her arms upwards, hooking her forearms to show off her well-developed biceps:

"Ling'er can also transform into me and smash them to death with my fists!"

Lu Changzhi nodded, then turned to look at the others:

"This is about fully integrating what you've learned. Do you understand?"

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded slightly in agreement.

Lu Changzhi's gaze fell on Jin Fugui.

Of all these people, apart from Luo Ling'er, he was the only one who didn't know the specifics of the mission.

Everyone else, without exception, understood their task, so he didn't need to say anything more.

Among the disciples who nodded just now, Jin Fugui was not one of them.

At this moment, he had a thoughtful expression on his face, as if he was thinking about something.

Lu Changzhi was not in a hurry; he simply waited Jingjing.

After about ten breaths, Jin Fugui raised his hand, took out the farm tools, and then looked at Lu Changzhi, saying:

"Master, I've been doing some planting work lately."

"You just mentioned combining what you've learned, but Fugui is a little unsure of his own ideas."

All eyes turned to them.

Lu Changzhi smiled slightly:

Tell me about it.

Jin Fugui nodded and said:

"Planting things requires fertilization."

"Now that they are enemies on the battlefield, let them become fertilizer."

Upon hearing this, even Gu Chen couldn't help but give Jin Fugui a deep look.

He had always known that, in terms of diligence, all of his master's disciples were second to none.

But if you had to say who was the most dedicated, or if you could only choose one person, he would definitely say it was Junior Brother Jin.

But hearing Jin Fugui say this now, and seeing his expression as he spoke, he suddenly had a feeling.

Junior Brother Jin's words didn't sound like a joke; rather, they implied that once he said them, he would definitely carry them out firmly.

Compared to his own passion for combat, Junior Brother Jin seemed to possess a kind of...

Calm madness.

Zhong Ming then spoke up, nodding in deep agreement:

"Yes, yes, that's it."

As he spoke, he had already made up his mind.

One sows, the other digs—what a clear division of labor, how harmonious, how beautiful...

"Etc,"

Zhong Ming suddenly spoke up and asked Jin Fugui,

"What form does this fertilizer take? Do you bury them entirely in the ground?"

Jin Fugui thought for a moment and said:

"Fugui felt that if the pieces were too large, it might be difficult for the land to digest and absorb them."

Zhong Ming's lips twitched:

So, does this mean it needs to be chopped into minced meat?

After saying that, he pointed at Luo Ling'er:

There happens to be a cook here.

"Great, great, now we not only have a division of labor, but also teamwork."

Lu Changzhi smiled and looked at Jin Fugui:

What you're saying is very feasible.

"When it comes to farming, who are our enemies? Who are our obstacles? Being planted in the ground is indeed their best fate."

However, Lu Changzhi changed the subject:

Do you remember the broom I gave you?

Jin Fugui nodded and immediately took it out.

Lu Changzhi nodded and looked around at everyone.

You are a team.

"A group, some charge ahead, some provide support from the rear, some attack from the front, and some launch surprise attacks from the flanks."

"This isn't a battle fought by one person alone, but a collaboration and coordination among your entire group."

"And the purpose of battle is not merely to defeat the opponent; those valuable things also need to be noticed, observed, collected, and preserved."

"So,"

Lu Changzhi didn't continue speaking, but waited for Jin Fugui's reply.

Jin Fugui glanced at the broom in his hand, then nodded seriously:

"Fugui understands now: wherever a group of people goes, they must ensure that valuable items are not lost."

Beside him, Xiao Ye blinked:

"Absolutely foolproof? Is that how the phrase is used?"

"Alright,"

Lu Changzhi spoke up,

"A plan, a division of labor, and specific tasks are all necessary."

But the most important thing is only one thing.

You know what I mean, right?

The group exchanged glances, and in the next moment, they almost simultaneously said:

"Safety first, survival paramount!"

Seeing this, Lu Changzhi nodded in satisfaction, a fatherly smile spreading across his face.

Over here at the Human Emperor Hall.

As they drew closer to the Dragon Race, a mixture of excitement, agitation, and madness spread among them.

The dense crowds created an atmosphere that seemed poised to erupt at any moment.

"Sure enough, with more people, you don't need to put in too much effort for many things."

On the Li Clan's side, a powerful figure spoke up, glancing at the crowd in the distance behind them, a hint of mockery on his face.

"Given their strength, it's hard to say how many of them would survive a direct confrontation with the Dragon Race, yet they still dream of gaining something from it. They've truly been blinded by greed."

"That's the logic,"

Someone nearby echoed,

"But whether one can remain calm throughout depends on individual ability."

As he spoke, he turned to look at Li Baimei, who was not far away:

"You see, the closer they get to the Dragon Race, the more serious Baimei's expression becomes. He's probably calmly analyzing the situation."

Hearing this person's words, Li Baimei turned her head and glanced at him, but said nothing.

How could he not understand the importance of keeping a calm mind?

Only...

Isn't this a bit too calm?

I inexplicably felt a cool sensation on the top of my head?!