Tempest of the Battlefield

Chapter 525: Captain Wannabe

Translator: Oneshotwonder Editor: Hitesh_

Despite the Zergs' destruction of the city, more people in the streets felt excited about the appearance of an Einherjar than remorse for their loss.

"Have you seen the Einherjar?"

The news spread to every corner of the city from the city center, which was hit by the surprise attack.

"Yes, and he is a new Einherjar. The gods are on our side!"

The victory had instilled much confidence and spirit in the citizens. Sanders also quickly adjusted his attitude and decided to follow the Sect's instructions to the letters from then on.

Sanders was a shrewd politician. Having believed that the Einherjar was one of the members of the Sect, he started a propaganda campaign about the power and might of the Divine Mastery Sect.

When Wang Tong returned to the hotel, he saw Mr. Wannabe and Charcoal were playing chess.

"Hey, your master is calling you." Mr. Wannabe spoke to Charcoal.

Charcoal stood up and turned his head to Wang Tong; meanwhile, Mr. Wannabe charged up his soul energy and stole a piece of chess from charcoal at lightning speed.

"He is messing with you. " Wang Tong said with a broad smile.

"Shut up, you! Come on now, it's your turn." Mr. Wannabe urged Charcoal to move a piece on the chess board. But, when he looked down on the board again, he noticed that the piece he stole was returned to its original spot.

"Don't waste your time, Mr. Wannabe. This game board is part of Charcoal. You won't be able to make any changes."

Mr. Wannabe sank into his armchair and then said, "Hey, Kiddo, you look happy. How's your recovery?"

"I'm recovering, slowly but surely. "

"You are an idiot, you know? I will give you a six out of ten for your performance at Battle Wolf. 6.5 at most!"

"No way! I thought I had managed everything well. We can't rush things, you know?"

"Based on my knowledge, nothing is too fast as long as the foundation is solid enough. Don't let your mind slow you down. This is the age of bloodshed… The quickest way to establish power is to use brute force."

"We are a resistance force, not bandits. " Wang Tong rose to the comment.

Mr. Wannabe's face became serious as he said, "That is not what I mean. I just want you to know that you are not the savior of the world, you are just a leader of a piss poor band of weaklings. You don't need to play by the rule as the powerful people would. You need to focus more on the results instead of your approach."

Wang Tong asked, "Then, what should I do?"

"It's up to you. Take my words with a grain of salt. I am a very aggressive person, while Li Feng had been too passive. You need to know what your style is and stop wasting your time on these small skirmishes. Remember your goal. We will lose everything once Patroclus enters the super Einherjar level." Mr. Wannabe said.

Wang Tong's eyes glinted with realization. There had been three people in Wang Tong's life that had influenced him the most. The first one was the Old Fart. He had taught Wang Tong how to survive in the human world, but had taught him little about how to be a good person. The second person was Li Feng. Although they had only met a few times in the space crystal, General Li Feng's unwavering conviction in humanity had moved Wang Tong and given him a reason to fight.

The third one was Mr. Wannabe; he was both a teacher and a friend.

Mr. Wannabe had saved him twice at the expense of his own life essence. Wang Tong was hidden from the world for five years to recuperate and strengthen himself. He couldn't afford to let Mr. Wannabe waste his life essence on him again, since it meant that the old ghost would perish forever.

Wang Tong saw the sense in Mr. Wannabe's words. Perhaps, the five years of seclusion had made him forget about his old principals that he used to be so proud of. He conceded that he had been too passive, and needed to be more aggressive in the future.

"Mr. Wannabe, would you like to join me in Battle Wolf? I can get you a job there. Aren't you bored?"

"No way! I don't want to work for you."

"Hehe… But, I bet you will be interested. It must get boring inside that small crystal. I can let you train the METAL soldiers. How about that?"

"I am a… super…Wait, what? You said training?" An almost sadistic smile found Mr. Wannabe's face, and he nodded at Wang Tong, who smiled back knowingly.

In the last five years, Wang Tong and Mr. Wannabe had been working on unlocking the deeper layers of the crystal. By then, the seal had gotten so weak that Mr. Wannabe was able to appear in the real world. Although he could only appear outside the crystal for a limited time, this development had lightened his mood significantly.

Having Mr. Wannabe as the instructor for the METAL warriors was a win-win solution for both Wang Tong and the old ghost. Not only would Mr. Wannabe enjoy the fresh air outside the crystal, but Wang Tong could also free up some time to improve his cultivation. Like Mr. Wannabe had suggested, he needed to be bolder in his endeavors, and in order to do that, he first needed to free up some time.

Charcoal and Mr. Wannabe started their chess game again, leaving Wang Tong alone to cultivate his soul essence. Despite Mr. Wannabe's powerful abilities on the battlefield, he was no match for Charcoal when it came down to chess.

Eyes closed, Wang Tong mauled on Mr. Wannabe's words. Although he conceded that Mr. Wannabe's suggestion was right, it would be up to him to set the limit on the degree of his boldness. Too much of anything was never good for anyone after all.

Wang Tong was amused by the contrast between Mr. Wannabe and Li Feng. He then smiled faintly and embarked on the cultivation of the divine way.

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Jade City had doubled its guards to make sure the tragedy would not happen again. Sanders also sent out more scouts to the surrounding area, believing that the main reason for the accident was a failed enemy reconnaissance system.

After the turn of events, Sanders had made up his mind to be absolutely loyal to the Sect. In order to show off his loyalty, Sanders wagered that he needed to make progress in the war. Luckily, Xiao Yuyu didn't seem to blame it all on Sanders; she knew that it would be very easy for high-level dark ones to avoid the scouts' detection.