Chapter 391: Chapter 226: Little Qin Returns Home, Internet-Addicted Old Man! (Part 2)

The secretary bent over and earnestly requested:

“Our work is far from mature; we lack guidance from the director, inevitably making mistakes and stumbling into pitfalls.”

Mo Qihuan, wearing a sweater, trousers, and slippers, resembled a retired old man relaxing at home. He focused his eyes on the green plant, contemplating from which direction to trim the messy branches and leaves.

“What’s the word from the Governor’s Mansion?”

After a long while, Mo Qihuan asked, just as the secretary’s back began to ache slightly.

“Everything is calm at the Governor’s Mansion. The Lord Governor didn’t even show up for this commendation ceremony, likely not appearing in the future either.”

The secretary carefully considered and answered.

“Then I’ll continue resting at home.”

Mo Qihuan said.

“Marshal Ying has an old saying, ‘Star Sea exists just the same, regardless of who is missing.’ The Education Department has been under my control for so many years; it’s time for me to let go and delegate authority. Moreover, I’m nearing retirement age, treating this as an early adaptation to retirement life.”

The secretary looked troubled. The Education Department had always been Mo Qihuan’s one-man show, and now with this director at leisure, all work had come to a standstill.

“Director…”

“Go back.”

Mo Qihuan said meaningfully.

“If the Central City truly needs me, they’ll naturally make a sound.”

The secretary silently exited the government compound.

Snip.

The scissors fell upon a chaotic cluster of leaves, neatly removing them.

Mo Qihuan straightened up and said:

“It’s certainly remarkable for a mentor to support a disciple.

But I’m not bad either; my son can be a pillar for his father.”

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The train thundered over the tracks, as Qin Shi listened to the howling wind outside the window and continued to enter the Second Universe via the “Login Card” from Yuan Energy Company.

His sea of consciousness was enveloped in soft, white light, as if quietly floating in a warm, soothing stream.

“The arena function is open.”

Qin Shi opened his eyes; compared to the virtual combat room, the Second Universe presented a more perfect and detailed world for the “players.” He could even freely move in and out of the Inner Realm, almost as if replicating his real self into this world.

This time, Qin Shi did not wander idly. During his days in Central City, he surfed the internet, looking up a lot of information about the Grand Cosmos Server.

So he headed straight for the arena.

“There are quite a few varieties: weapon battles, hand-to-hand fights, man-beast duels, life-and-death battles…”

Due to Qin Shi’s substantial level and possession of valuable virtual currency assets, he enjoyed VIP treatment as soon as he entered the arena.

“Every three months, the arena hosts a ‘Peak Contest’ lasting two weeks, where the mightiest warrior can win nine hundred virtual coins.”

The enthusiastic guide introduced.

Curious, Qin Shi released his spiritual power, enveloping the honey-skinned, sizzling-figured, petite “female guide.”

He found that she was indistinguishable from a real person, possessing autonomous spiritual consciousness and flesh-and-blood composition.

This made him once again appreciate the boundless power of the Divine Pillar.

“What is ‘Team Battle’?”

Qin Shi pointed to a corner of the leaderboard and gently asked.

“The arena isn’t just about solo fights; every thirty years, a ‘Hundred-Team Offensive’ is held, lasting seven to eight years in total, considered a grand event.”

The guide explained carefully.

“But the most intense and captivating events for the audience are ‘National Wars.’ However, this extensive ‘competition’ is beyond reach for most individuals.”

Qin Shi looked at each major team on the leaderboard: “Lionheart Team,” “Iron Cavalry Team,” “Battle Maniacs Team,” each with a name more imposing than the last.

Upon further inspection, most of them were at an amateur level.

Only those hundred-member and thousand-member teams had fairly strong comprehensive strength.

“Based on my level, if I continue improving, I might secure a position as deputy commander of a thousand-member team.”

Qin Shi self-assessed.

He watched past “team battle videos” with relish, discovering those thousand-member teams had a well-organized structure, particularly in offense and defense, showcasing quite decent professional skills.

“These commanders, could they be alt accounts of those big shots in the Military Department, treating the arena as a sandbox simulation to pass time?”

A thought suddenly popped into Qin Shi’s mind.

“Do you have records of National Wars? I’d like to see.”

He asked the guide.

“National Wars have a lengthy cycle, making recording difficult, and many clients prefer not to disclose them…”

The guide looked troubled.

“I can offer more money.”

Qin Shi narrowed his eyes.

“In that case, I’ll try to find a way.”

The guide smiled sweetly.

The world has waned!

Even native NPCs have learned to squeeze profits!

Qin Shi lightly sighed; the longer he had stayed on the Grand Cosmos Server, the harder it was not to treat it as a “game world.”

After a while, he was brought to a private screening room to watch past “National Wars.”

According to the arena’s requirements, the minimum condition to participate in National Wars was commanding three thousand-member teams and owning five cities with tens of thousands of inhabitants each.

Then the territories are allocated to commence free mode, during which combat units must be developed, infrastructure built, along with rich gameplay including diplomatic alliances, offensive and flag-planting, etc.

“It’s quite similar to that game from my past life that kept me up all night playing.”

Qin Shi patiently watched several large-scale National Wars from beginning to end.

“Feng Nation? Feng Military? This family is remarkable! Both in small-scale skirmishes and large-scale full-army confrontations, they achieve extraordinary results.”

Qin Shi gradually noticed a rising star in the National Wars, the force labeled as “Feng Nation,” whose initial territory and military strength were not prominent but were extremely adept at developing and rapidly expanding territory.

“The command of Feng Military is highly unified, retreat and advance with poise, often employing risky tactics like disrupting logistics and ambushing rear lines.”

In the end, unsurprisingly, Feng Nation completed its conquest, annihilating other nations, achieving reunification.

“These National Wars truly demand time and effort; the conversion to reality could take half a year at least.”

Qin Shi watched at accelerated speed, always feeling that Feng Military’s configuration looked familiar.

While other nations scrambled up the tech tree, Feng Nation didn’t; instead, they focused on cultivating the Martial Arts Path, complemented by a few Divine Machine squads serving as the spearhead, bracing against the firepower storm of airships, artillery, tanks, and battleships.

They would rather suffer heavy losses than switch tactics.

“Isn’t this similar to Heng Province’s New Star situation, forced to adopt electronic and energy lockdowns due to the Star God’s slumber?”

Qin Shi inexplicably developed an interest in this Feng Military and asked the guide for relevant records about them.

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In Central City, Governor’s Mansion.

Wearing a robe with a high hat, Tai Monarch strode through, resembling the true master of the supreme power hub of Heng Province’s New Star.

Tai Monarch slowly entered a room deep within the Governor’s Mansion, which, to be precise, was a space as large as a football field.

An elderly man with silver hair lay within a cabin, his consciousness stretching outward, resembling a blazing sun, radiating substantial rays.

Such immense spiritual power branched thousands of ways, like countless invisible threads connecting one Grand Cosmos Server login device after another.

Densely packed, like a matrix!

“I say, Ah Tai, what brings you here this time?”

The blazing sun suddenly flickered, as the silver-haired elder’s sea of consciousness withdrew into his body. Simultaneously, he opened his eyes and sat up from the cabin, looking towards Tai Monarch who was passing through the forest-like matrix.

With an ancient, expressionless face, Tai Monarch helplessly said:

“Lord Governor, you cannot always remain in the secondary world of the Grand Cosmos Server. You are the actual ruler of Heng Province’s New Star. The Great Expansion Movement is imminent, and many things require your decision.”

The silver-haired elder shook his head and laughed:

“I am very self-aware; my domestic policy skills are utterly mediocre. Letting me handle the affairs of Heng Province’s New Star would be a complete mess.

Ah Tai, I’ve told you many times. Just consider me a seal; feel free to use me as you will.”

Tai Monarch sighed deeply, showing his first-ever visible frustration as a lively conscious being.

This Planet Governor of his house was indeed rare, neither enamored with power nor possessed with ambition, only wanting to stay on the Grand Cosmos Server “playing games.”

“Ah Tai, you don’t understand; my simulation is about to succeed. I’ve been fostering troops and enhancing military power based on the general situation of Heng Province’s New Star, opening up two fighting fronts on the west and the east…”

The silver-haired elder showed an expression of joy and solemnly said:

“Just a little bit more. If I consider the Star God as the imaginary enemy, I need one bomb that can blast away Their super bomb.”