Cosmic-Level Demon God

At nine thirty, carrying half a bottle of unfinished old Liang and wobbling up the steps, I returned to the teacher's dormitory at Junior High Nine.

Although the school has transitioned from public to private, the dormitory building wasn't reclaimed, and teachers who were previously employed continue to live there.

However, in recent days, old Liang started looking for a suitable residence, planning to buy a cheap house to spend retirement days.

Previously, he considered whether to continue running a tutoring class, but thought about it and felt it might seem like using Qin Shi's name to make money.

Especially after his apprentice spoke today, late enrollments by students and parents eager for their children to succeed would surely flock in.

Actually, since Qin Shi won first place in the Heng Province Top Hundred Competition, some wealthy businessmen in the Tai'an Region have sincerely invited him to join cultivation halls, offering shares and high salaries.

"Old as I am, still basking in the glory of my apprentice."

By rights, someone like old Liang, who has entered the specialized domain of strength, shouldn't be affected by alcohol.

Yet as he drank Beicang, he recalled the past, apprenticing for skills in Jing Province, serving in the battle group military, those images vivid in his mind.

The wine doesn't intoxicate but people do, making old Liang feel slightly tipsy, as he walked through the corridor, pushed open the teacher's dormitory room door, muttering to himself:

"Liang Zhengxiong, oh Liang Zhengxiong, you entered the world of martial arts, met a good mentor, encountered a good apprentice.

Served as a soldier, had good comrades-in-arms, good commanders.

Heaven hasn't treated me badly, I've had a fair share, a fair share."

Old Liang didn't press the switch on the wall, sitting in the pitch-black room on the hard iron-framed bed.

He silently looked up, gulping down some high-strength liquor till the bottle was empty, raising his hand to cover his heart.

As if feeling the heartbeat of that heart.

Thump thump thump!

The sound of a drum-like dull thud flashed through old Liang's mind of the fourth battle group's loud horn.

He suddenly clenched his palm tightly, pressing hard against his chest.

Bang!

His heart paused and suddenly calmed down.

Lines like chains spread across the surface, like dark imprints, flickering with strange lights.

Inside, as if hosting some terrifying creature, faintly emitted a disturbing aura.

"Stay put. My apprentice can use it."

Old Liang squeezed out a smile, thinking how the "Cosmic Furnace Secret Manual" from Nanhuang Daoist School and the "Warfare Strategy" created by Marshal Qin paired so perfectly.

The former advanced the power body progress to percentages, while the latter maximized the extraction of potential, enhancing the life force purity to approach that perfect limit.

"A king-level divine machine requires part of a Star God's flesh within the witness of pillars to hold a transformation ceremony, melted into an energy core."

Old Liang closed his eyes, his mouth opened and closed silently:

"If it were a complete Star God, what effect would it achieve."

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"Supreme emperor level! You dare to think, old Fang!

The Cosmic Breeze Mandate - Chaos Star Fighter from Nanhuang Daoist School, plus the Giant Divine Soldier, barely qualifies to rush for supreme emperor level!"

Outside the Tai'an Region Education Commission building, Chen Ruofu stepped into the night, hearing Fang Butang's fanciful words, almost laughed in anger.

"Even if you become Heng Province's Planet Governor, it wouldn't be possible to create a supreme emperor-level divine machine! That thing, back in ancient times, almost counted as a national treasure weapon. If you were to own it, it wouldn't just suggest rebellion to claim the empire, at least splitting lands and titles of a king!"

Fang Butang, holding a briefcase, said sheepishly:

"It's just a hypothesis. What if, your young Qin directly gets a supreme emperor-level machine, surpasses Yu Li, and becomes the Star Cup youth group first place…"

Chen Ruofu said helplessly:

"Don't dream at night. This is like meeting Marshal Qin traveling in disguise, recognizing him as a godfather, and then inheriting the fourth battle group. What's the difference?

Supreme emperor-level divine machines, New Dongxia doesn't even have a few, basically are the rides of the nine marshals, besides them, no one can drive it, they are almost equivalent to half a Star God. Where to find them!"

He chatted for a long time with Fang Butang about divine machines in the afternoon, and old Fang acted bewitched, starting to imagine all sorts of "encounters."

"Marshal Qin's 'Universal Ruler - True Sovereign of Me' was forged with great effort, using three Star God remains as the main material, even the highest research institute's stellar furnace was used. Old Fang, I say you are of considerable age, can you be steadier, reduce pondering those unrealistic things."

Chen Ruofu hurriedly walked down the steps, as the major development in Heng Province is about to unfold, with the Tai'an Metropolitan Area being designated as the front line, subsequent workload for the Inspection Department will increase.

In contrast, Fang Butang, head of the Education Commission, seems to have leisure time.

"Old Chen, let's have another discussion about setting propaganda models? When your young Qin returns, should we hold some grand welcome ceremony?"

Fang Butang stepped forward, tugging Chen Ruofu, asking.

"Just go through the motions, young Qin isn't the type to like being in the spotlight, as long as you give full benefits, don't let outsiders think our Tai'an Region isn't as generous as Central City."

Chen Ruofu shook his head, knowing that the new round of development movement in Heng Province, Qin Shi is undoubtedly the leader.

Thinking of this, he suddenly frowned and asked:

"Young Qin's grading exam, hasn't it been passed yet? Hurry up and prepare the venue and personnel, and issue the certificate as soon as possible."

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"Certification exam?"

In the bright dining room of the National Guest House, hearing Qin Shi saying he wants to take a certification exam, Holvren was taken aback.

"Old Zhou sent a message saying, Central City actually set up a dedicated mech master's exam venue, can provide both civilian and military level driver's licenses."

Qin Shi swallowed a hearty and juicy medium-rare roast, slowly said:

"Rarely having this opportunity, I thought I'd give it a try."

Holvren thought for a moment, not stopping him.