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Chapter 6: Peasant Genes

Translator: Oneshotwonder Editor: Tehrn

"Kiddo, save your energy, only you will be able to see . Balls, who the heck sealed inside of this crystal?... humm… humm? The Hall of Valhalla? ... bakh! I can’t rember. It doesn’t matter, the fact that you could break the Sigil of Matrix Gaol ans that our destinies were bound to be crossed." Although the middle-aged man seed to be suffering from dentia, he also appeared to be very absent-minded, and he likely wouldn’t be bothered by trivial things like forgetting his own na.

"Break the Sigil?"

"That is correct; this was primarily due to your simple and pure genes."

Wang Tong laughed in joy: "Does that an my genes are superior? Ha, I knew I was special."

"Piss on that, it only ans that you and all of your ancestors were poor peasants, that was what made your genes 'simple'. Most families would have already altered their genes if they could afford it."

The middle aged man not only doused Wang Tong's high spirit with cold water, but he also touched on sothing personal. Wang Tong pouted and said, "I don't even know my parents, let alone my ancestors."

The man seed shocked: "Fine, it doesn’t matter; lords and princelings all had peasant ancestors at so point in ti. Co, let teach you a few moves and you should be near invincible in this world. Ahh, I forgot to ask, what year is it and where are we?"

"It is 2565, we are inside of a mine cave on the planet of Norton in the Centaur Galaxy, and we are surrounded by Zerg forces."

"2565...When was I...balls, I can't rember. Doesn't matter, no need to fret lad, they are just bugs, let's fight our way out. Even a massive Zerg army barely poses a threat to . I recall the days of....of...Bahh, I can't rember...." The expression on the face of the middle-aged man seed to suggest that he was either a genius or an idiot.

Wang Tong was eager to discover whether the man would truly be of help, but the man's capriciousness had quickly used up Wang Tong’s patience.

"Hey old tir, don’t just talk, show how you kill an ant."

"Boom.."

Amidst the light, Wang Tong could see that the middle-aged man seed to have caused sothing to explode and released a wave of power, however as soon as the power propagated to the edge of the light, it dissipated imdiately. The light seed to have contained the middle-aged man's power.

The man had attempted the explosion a few more tis and finally gave up his retaliation of insults. He turned to Wang Tong and asked helplessly, "Lad, let’s make a deal. I will teach you how to fight, and you will take to Valhalla. I can still vaguely rember that the reason for my imprisonnt has sothing to do with Valhalla. Perhaps it's the jerks who live there that jailed in here."

"Dear Sir, do you happen to know what is this place called Valhalla and how to get there?" Wang Tong stared at the man like watching a halfwit. Even babes knew that Valhalla, the sacred hall built by the Blade Warriors, was as legendary and mysterious as the Blade Warriors themselves. It was a place of eternity and invincibility and was said to exist in the Astral Realm, a place that can only be reached by the decedents and the disciples of General Li Feng.

Despite his naive question, Wang Tong had a gut feeling that this man was the real deal. Although his soul storm blast was confined within the light, its power looked very impressive to Wang Tong.

"It doesn’t matter; this is a great deal for you. Once you have helped to reach Valhalla, I will teach you a set of powerful tactics. What do you think of that?"

The middle-aged man seed to be too eager to beco Wang Tong’s master.

Wang Tong thought about his offer for a second and asked suspiciously:"Why are you so insistent to have as your disciple? What’s in it for you?"

One should beware of deceptions as much as blatant animosities.

This was another one of Old Fart's favorite life lessons, this one, in particular, was told to Wang Tong everyti Old Fart had lost his pocket money in obvious street scams.

"What's in it for ?... Yea, what is it?... Why would I offer to teach you the tactic?" The man seed dumbfounded by his own actions as if sothing or soone had controlled his consciousness to say things that he didn't an to.

The middle-aged man soon returned to his normal self, coming out of his lost mories and said, "Doesn't matter what's in it for , let's first talk about you. What kind of garbage have you been practicing? Who would need a trap to capture a low-level Zerg? And you almost got yourself killed! I rember those days..."

He suddenly realized that he could no longer rember those days and waved his arms in frustration.

"I was practicing the ‘Tactics of the Blade’." Wang Tong was confident about his answer. The version he had been practicing required sixteen GN nodes instead of eight in the conventional version, it ought to impress the middle-aged man.

"The ‘Tactics of the Blade’?" The middle-aged man said in disbelief and laughed ostentatiously: "Wahahaha... If that were the ‘Tactics of the Blade’, then I would be a Blade Warrior!"

"It really is called the ‘Tactics of the Blade’, it is a common tactic to improve the strength of EMF for us, humans, mind opened or not! It's not just who calls it that, everyone else does, and my version requires using sixteen GN nodes, unlike the eight nodes in the conventional version."

Wang Tong said it indignantly, he held more respect for Old Fart and his tactic than this middle aged man who had so far shown him more words than actions.

"Humf" The middle-aged man suddenly shifted his eyes and gazed at Wang Tong as if he were studying him. Bright lights shone in his eyes, and Wang Tong felt as if his thoughts were naked under his penetrating gaze. A translucent scene of Wang Tong practicing the tactic appeared in the light, in front of the man's eyes.

"Interesting... who would have thought the ‘Tactics of the Blade’ could be dumbed down into a useless piece of garbage like this? I wonder what the real Blade Warriors would think of this dumbed-down knock-off version of their almost invincible tactics. Ti can do terrible things… Lad, do you want to learn the real ‘Tactics of the Blade’? "

"Yes!" Wang Tong nodded without hesitation. No one would pass up the opportunity to learn the tactic used by the legendary Blade Warriors. They were the legends themselves, so even say they were the embodint of the Gods. Their power which helped humans to win the Great War four hundred years ago surpassed even the technological capabilities of the current era.

But could Wang Tong really be so lucky as to have the chance to learn the real “Tactics of the Blade”? Wang Tong beca suspicious again.

"What's the catch?" Wang Tong asked. He knew there were no free lunches.

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "There are none. I only want you to bring out of the crystal from ti to ti; it’s really stuffy in there. Look, lad, without , you will never be able to get out of here in one piece anyways."

"That's fair," Wang Tong nodded. "Umm... there's just one more question that I have, and I’m not sure if it’s appropriate to ask."

"F*ck it, spit it out and be a man, don't act like a baby."

"Okay... Are you a… bully?"

...An awkward silence filled up the cave...

"WHHHOAAT?

"? Excuse you! I happen to be the most honorable, the most famous as well as the most revered Einherjar in this world. How could I be a bully? Question my honor again, and I will beat you to a pulp!" The middle-aged man shrieked at Wang Tong furiously.

Wang Tong shrugged his shoulders. Although this middle-aged man's violent inclination and aggressive temperant were close to that of a bully, Wang Tong felt that he was not wretched in his heart.

"Fine, you want to start the disciple initiation? Let's do it now."

"No need for the initiation, I'll teach you how to fight, in return, you will help to break free from my imprisonnt. We wouldn't owe each other anything."

"Whatever you want, let's start the lessons then." Wang Tong couldn't wait to learn more power and stronger abilities.

"Very well, here we go: The source of human's strength is the sea of consciousness, the stronger the sea of consciousness, the more power one gets. And the ‘Tactics of the Blade’, I an the real one, was the most effective way to strengthen one's sea of consciousness. "

"Are you really a Blade Warrior? Please don't be; otherwise, I would be very disappointed."

"Piss on you, of course, I’m not!"

"Then where have you learned the real ‘Tactics of the Blade’? Haven't you just told that only the Blade Warriors knew how to use it? Furthermore, if you are indeed that bad ass, why were you trapped inside the crystal?"

Wang Tong's questions ca one after another; he clearly still doubted his new teacher's credibility.

"Balls, you are one hell of a fastidious kid. Yes, what I am about to teach you is indeed the ‘Tactics of the Blade’, and no, I have never learned it myself. I personally used a different kind of tactics which I may or may not want to teach you.

Anyhow, as you know, I am now trapped inside of this crystal sealed by the Sigil of Matrix Gaol, not only my body but also my consciousness was imprisoned and controlled by the power inside the Sigil. Now the power wants to teach you the ‘Tactics of the Blade’. Therefore I have to; otherwise, it would tornt until I do so. Believe or not, I have told you the truth."

"Why didn't you tell earlier? Well fine then, I will give it a try; my situation can’t get any worse, and nobody cares about my well being anyway. Since you can't rember your na, I'll have to pick a nickna for you, let's see, you had insisted that you were an Einherjar, although you could never prove it, how about I call you Einherjar-Wannabe."

"No, not a wannabe, I am one of the Einherjars!” Einherjar-Wannabe protested.

"Co on Mr. Wannabe, Einherjars are the greatest of the great fighters who definitely would not care to argue over sothing as trivial as a nickna?” Wang Tong's words had rendered Mr. Wannabe speechless. Wang Tong always had been good at dealing with conceited old fools.

"Kiddo, the ‘Tactics of the Blade’ is one of the most powerful tactics that has ever existed, it was created by the Blade Warriors, and only the Blade Warriors themselves have used it. I have no clue how the tactic got inside the crystal, and neither do I have any idea why the power inside the Sigil wanted to teach you that.

“Anyhow, I have taken a look at the tactic, and it is not that difficult nor is it that different than the ‘Tactics of the Blade’ you have been practicing. The only difference is in the number of GN nodes it requires to be mobilized, instead of 8 or 16, it requires two hundred and fifty-six GN nodes. Every node has to revolve around your EMF fluently without interruption.

“Since I have never learned it myself, I can only teach you the basics; it will then be up to you to master it. I do believe you can do it though, the power inside the Sigil wouldn't have chosen you to learn it for no reason."

"I told you I was special" Wang Tong cracked a smile.

Mr. Wannabe scowled at Wang Tong for his over confidence. A diagram erged out of the crystal's bright light, and it was the anatomy of a human covered with red dots. Upon closer inspection, Wang Tong realized these red dots were the GN nodes, and without counting, he knew right away that there must be two hundred and fifty-six of them in total.

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