Chapter 7
Gu Miaomiao (Expressionless on the outside but secretly delighted inside): Wife~
The entire residential area was spared from calamities, which raised Qiu Yanping’s accumulated merits by one star level. That night, the widespread merit starlight that had risen from the residential area converged into Qiu Yanping’s palm. The little man with braids jumped out and told him that his merit starlight had increased by over a thousand points, and his credit limit for trading goods had expanded to a whopping one thousand points.
Qiu Yanping raised an eyebrow, but what concerned him more was his overall debt situation. The little man pulled out a detailed list, showing how many people he had saved, how much merit starlight he had accumulated, how much he had spent before, and now he owed a total of 341 points of merit starlight.
This trip was worthwhile. Qiu Yanping thought to himself that even though it was without a reward, being able to pay off so much “debt” at once was a profit.
He hadn’t been running around these past two days because he received an invitation that mentioned wanting to leverage his expertise for some professional advice. Qiu Yanping, with a somewhat overwhelmed expression on his cat-like face, looked at the invitation letter on the screen. The repeated mention of the word “professional” seemed to be highlighted and magnified in front of his eyes.
Qiu Yanping suddenly realized a serious issue. The original owner of this body, whose identity he had inadvertently taken over, was a capable person with professional knowledge. If he didn’t want to be discovered, he needed to be careful and figure out how to conceal the fact that the core had been swapped.
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Ckw Zydrkdt ewt swv vbl dsvlp zlqv cu vbl saktkdyz sodla qasx vbl rypv elnyel. Mbl nsdvldv kd vblpl dsvlp oyp oyu yblye sq bkp psxlobyv ydnkldv xkdeplv, yde bl pvyavle vs rknj wr yde ektlpv vbyv jdsozletl okvb y blyeynbl.
Mbl kdhkvyvksd zlvvla okvb vbl blyela “Qw Kky Qw Eldzl” oyp dyvwayzzu tzydnle yv yde vbld nzsple cu bkx. Tl dlkvbla elnzkdle dsa ynnlrvle kv. Rd qynv, Ckw Zydrkdt bye ds kely obyv vbkp dyxl xlydv, yde bl oypd’v ralryale vs rashkel ydu “rasqlppksdyz jdsozletl” sa yehknl. Mblalqsal, bl pkxrzu plv vbl zlvvla ypkel.
Qw Eldzl, pllkdt vbl kdhkvyvksd zlvvla xyajle yp alye qsa plhlayz eyup okvbswv y alprsdpl, pdsavle zktbvzu yde vssj vbl pxyzz pnalld vs bkp lzela casvbla’p cleassx. “Jasvbla! Mbyv rlapsd eked’v lhld plde y alrzu! R vsze usw vbyv vbkp rlapsd kp pvaydtl yde yaastydv. Ebu yal ol lhld csvblakdt vs ypj bkx qsa blzr?”
Qw Eldul oyhle bkp byde yde pyke, “Rq vbyv’p vbl nypl, vbld vau nsdvynvkdt y qlo svbla lmrlavp kd vbkp qklze. R’hl blyae vbyv vbl rlapsd qasx vbl Yyapbyz’p alpkeldnl byp y iwkaju yde wdraleknvyczl rlapsdyzkvu. Rq usw pyu bl eked’v alprsde, kv’p dsv ryavknwzyazu pwarakpkdt.” Tl rkdnble bkp caso, sdl byde zktbvzu tayprkdt bkp wdqllzkdt vbktb. “Fvyu kd vswnb okvb Ya. Ckw, cl nyalqwz okvb uswa osaep, esd’v kaakvyvl bkx.”
Qw Eldzl pdllale, “Rq usw oydv vs pvyu kd vswnb, usw nyd es kv. R osd’v.” Tl bye yd kdlmrzknyczl ekpzkjl qsa Ckw Zydrkdt, yde Qw Eldul oyp psxlobyv vaswczle cu kv.
Qw Eldul rwaple bkp zkrp yde pyke, “Xjyu.” Tl, obs oyp ynnwpvsxle vs saelakdt svblap vs es vblpl “awddkdt yaswde yde eskdt laaydep” vypjp, wdwpwyzzu ytalle. Qw Eldzl pzktbvzu srldle bkp xswvb, “Ps usw alyzzu vbkdj vbyv rlapsd nyd cl sq blzr?”
Qw Eldul eked’v ydpola ekalnvzu cwv ypjle, “Tyhl usw nyalqwzzu lmyxkdle bkp alplyanb?”
Qw Eldzl blpkvyvle yde pbssj bkp blye.
“His research achievements once helped our military break through a human limit in a battle that was originally deemed impossible to win. ‘Qiu Yanping’s research reputation isn’t good,” Gu Wenye said. ‘The interstellar government also wouldn’t intentionally publicize how much his research benefits the soldiers. However, as a general, I’m very aware of the role it plays.”
So, even if Qiu Yanping’s temper is peculiar, and his reputation is tarnished, he believes that Qiu Yanping can bring a glimmer of hope to his legs.
‘Is it the Battle of Guchang?’ Gu Wenle let out a soft whistle. He didn’t know Qiu Yanping had such abilities. He pursed his lips and said, ‘Well, I’ll continue to contact him, but I don’t know when we can meet up.’
Gu Wenye smiled slightly and glanced at Gu Wenle. ‘Thank you.’
He pushed his wheelchair and followed Gu Wenye downstairs, sliding to the side of the dining table. He thought for a moment and said, ‘By the way, I’ll be going to the Interstellar Combat Academy to serve as a lecturer, so I won’t be coming back.’
‘What?!’ Gu Wenle exclaimed in surprise. ‘You’re going to the academy?’
‘Yes,’ Gu Wenye nodded slightly. ‘Besides that, I don’t think I have any other value. If I’m destined to spend my life in this wheelchair, other than the combat experience I’ve accumulated on the battlefield, I have no other value on this planet. I want to live with a sense of purpose by dedicating myself to future soldiers.’
Gu Wenle straightened the corners of his mouth into a straight line. ‘Don’t say that.’
‘Although my legs are numb, I can easily control a mech with my psychic power, more than enough to deal with the students at the academy.’ Gu Wenye smiled faintly, turning to comfort the somewhat despondent Gu Wenle.
Gu Wenle reluctantly lifted the corners of his mouth and jokingly said, ‘Well, those kids at the academy are in for a tough time.’
The next day, Gu Wenle sent his older brother to the Interstellar Combat Academy. The Interstellar Combat Academy was the only targeted institution on Earth for training soldiers. All students graduating from the Interstellar Combat Academy were at a level where they could go directly to the battlefield, which is why the selection and assessment within the academy were particularly stringent.
There were only three combat instructors in the academy, all retired soldiers from the battlefield. However, recently, there was one more instructor.
Gu Wenye, the renowned general of Earth, a man with a victory rate of up to 78%, the person revered as a war god by all soldiers, was coming to the Interstellar Combat Academy as an instructor! When this news broke, the entire academy was in an uproar. Even the three instructors themselves couldn’t contain their excitement when they notified their students. It was none other than Gu Wenye!
When Gu Wenye appeared in front of the entire academy’s faculty and students in his wheelchair, the whole place fell silent. Gu Wenye glanced at the people below, pressed a button on the screen attached to his wheelchair, and it glided automatically to the center of the platform. He adjusted the miniature microphone near his neck and began, ‘I am Gu Wenye.’
The audience erupted in thunderous applause and cheers.”
Gù Wényè stood quietly, waiting for the students below to settle down before speaking again. “I will be your combat instructor for the foreseeable future. I hope you realize that I won’t make it easy for you to pass the assessments. The harsh reality of the battlefield is not suited for soldiers who have grown up in a sheltered environment.” His speech was neither fast nor slow, neither heavy nor light, yet it struck the hearts of the thousand students below like a heavy hammer.
Most of the students’ gazes were fixated on Gù Wényè’s legs. He paused for a few seconds, acknowledging the curious glances. He moistened his somewhat dry lips and continued, “Perhaps I can serve as a good example, showing you just how terrifying the battlefield can be.” His voice was gentle, devoid of offense or bitterness, as he looked at the eyes below and said, “I hope none of my students will become like me. I hope you’ll surpass me.”
“General Gù! You’ve always been our hero!” Suddenly, a student in the audience shouted, and his voice quickly gained recognition and agreement from most of the students. Gù Wényè flashed a faint smile, but soon, his lips straightened into a flat line. “The welcome ceremony can end here. Let’s proceed with the curriculum.”
Gù Wényè began his teaching career at the Interstellar Combat Academy, and students throughout the academy were curious about what teaching methods this new instructor would bring. However, a week later, all the students who had attended Gù Wényè’s combat classes held him in deep reverence.
Even without the ability to stand and walk on his own, Gù Wényè, relying solely on his formidable mental power, was more than capable of giving these students a valuable lesson through controlling mechs.
When Gù Wényè had just returned from the battlefield, he still carried an almost instinctive sharpness, but now he had learned to restrain the sharp edges that were unsuitable for the academy.
The students at the Interstellar Combat Academy felt that their new instructor was a gentle yet stern teacher, to the extent that the indomitable image of the formidable war god, once deeply engraved in their hearts, began to blur.
Gù Wényè didn’t think there was anything wrong with this. His past achievements should not be something for these students to look up to, like a mountain weighing on their shoulders. He hoped that someone among them would surpass him. Even the three experts summoned by Gù Wényè’s father could not offer a better cure for his leg injuries. It seemed that a death sentence had been pronounced on his legs. For this reason, Gù Wényè drove those three experts out without mercy. His once brilliant achievements were now in the past, and the future belonged to these students.
Gù Wényè thought he would teach combat at the academy and quietly live out the rest of his life. However, not long after, not even a semester had passed, there were several incidents at the Interstellar Combat Academy where students were seriously injured in fights, and some students even went mad and attacked instructors.
When Gù Wényè arrived at the scene in his wheelchair, two students were controlling mechs, pinning an instructor down, making it impossible for him to move. Another student held a curved knife high, slowly approaching the instructor’s neck, right at the carotid artery. The situation was at a standoff.
Gù Wényè’s spirit shuddered, and his body instinctively leaned forward slightly. A hint of crimson light flashed in his pitch-black eyes. This light was the embodiment of his mental power, something only those with extremely powerful mental strength could achieve. With his overwhelming mental power, he forcibly summoned combat mechs that were buried deep in the warehouse at the academy’s core.
The warehouse of the Interstellar Mech Combat Academy was massive, as vast as ten football fields, accommodating thousands of ordinary mechs and ten combat mechs. The combat mechs had been stored deep within the warehouse for over a decade due to a past incident. To locate and activate a mech from such a colossal range required an astonishing level of precision in mental control, a skill possessed by Gu Wenye.
A mech suddenly streaked in from a distance, so fast it seemed like only the blink of an eye. It fired a shot from a hundred meters away, intercepting a weapon about to pierce the lecturer’s major artery in a student’s hand. Following that, its combat movements were fluid and rapid, seemingly unimpeded, completely subduing the three students who had attacked the lecturer in a sudden frenzy.
Only combat mechs possessed such terrifying combat capabilities. It was for this reason that Gu Wenye had resorted to using the long-unused combat mechs stored in the academy’s warehouse when he couldn’t act or provide timely assistance.
“Oh my… Is this our school’s combat mech? It’s so powerful!”
“Well, you should also consider who’s using it!”
“Professor Gu actually found the combat mechs! Last time, we spent half a day searching in the warehouse and found nothing! It’s just too enormous there…”
Lecturer Wang Ge, who had narrowly escaped an attack by his own students, got up from the ground and expressed his gratitude to Gu Wenye with a trembling heart. “Thanks to you, Professor Gu, thank you.”
Gu Wenye waved it off and frowned at the three students lying unconscious on the ground. This was the third outbreak this semester, and this time, it had escalated to a direct attack on a lecturer, making it even more sinister in nature.
What on earth was happening with the students in this academy?
“Oh my, what’s happening here?!” The old headmaster exclaimed as he approached with a young man, his eyes widening in shock.
Gu Wenye’s brow furrowed even tighter.
“It seems like I arrived at the wrong time,” the young man remarked, raising an eyebrow.
Gu Wenye looked over and clenched the handles of his wheelchair tightly.
It was none other than the man he had longed to meet for the first time.
Qiu Yanping was also somewhat surprised to see Gu Wenye again. This was their third encounter, and it seemed like fate had a hand in it.
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