Every time Odd Zhuo heard about the demon rampage six years ago, he couldn't help trembling. Every year at the annual meeting, those drunk leaders would drag him along to perform the Sky-Parting Sword. Odd Zhuo's psychological shadow was already higher than the sky and deeper than the sea.
So when he heard Sun Dakang bring up the past again, Odd Zhuo could almost guess what Secretary Dakang was going to say next.
Sure enough, this old leader, who had quite a personality, glanced at Odd Zhuo and smiled. "I heard that Deputy Director Zhuo's Sky-Parting Sword is a unique skill. Why don't you show it off on the day of the spirit sword exchange meet? "
"…"
For a very long time, Odd Zhuo was silent and didn't say anything.
In the past, when those drunk old leaders had asked him to perform at the annual meetings, it had been very easy for him to find an excuse to refuse. After all, they had been a bunch of delirious drunkards. But now that the person sitting in front of him was making such a request, Odd Zhuo really couldn't find a reason to refuse.
First, he didn't dare.
Second, he really didn't know how to do it … all these years, Odd Zhuo had done a lot of research on the Sky-Parting Sword. But until now, he hadn't come up with any results.
"What, is there a problem?"
Seeing that Odd Zhuo was slow to speak, Sun Dakang smiled faintly. "If it's really inconvenient, just pretend I didn't say anything. It was just a spur of the moment thing. I originally thought that as a senior from your No. 60 High School and a role model in the eyes of most young people, it would definitely be a good motivator if I could show off my ability and talent at such a public event! "
"… Old leader, don't misunderstand, that's not what I meant. I … "
"Oh, it's fine as long as it's not like that," Sun Dakang replied swiftly, directly choking off the rest of Odd Zhuo's words.
Odd Zhuo had wanted to ask if he could perform something else … without using the Sky-Parting Sword. Even if it was a boulder on his chest!
But Sun Dakang's unquestionable and resolute attitude had already thoroughly dispelled this idea.
… This time, there was no way he could run away!
Odd Zhuo sighed inwardly, feeling a genuine pain in the ass.
Now, he was in a very difficult situation. It was hard to get off the tiger. If he did this well, Secretary Sun Dakang would be happy, and he might be promoted. He could say goodbye to his position as the Deputy Director who had been in charge of receiving guests for many years and start a new life. But if he didn't do a good job, he was well aware that he would really have to say goodbye to this position …
"To be able to sit in this position at such a young age, it's really not easy."
"…"
As he spoke, Sun Dakang suddenly got up and solemnly patted Odd Zhuo on the shoulder, scaring him so much that he almost fell off his chair.
"I know you may have your concerns. You must think that you're too young and don't want to show off in front of an expert. You want to keep a low profile to avoid attracting attention, right? "
"…"
"Let me tell you a story, a story from the ancient cultivation battlefield." Sun Dakang said.
Odd Zhuo raised his head, and there was more vigor in his eyes.
"Back then … the last battle before the founding of our country, the Battle of Shimen …"
Most of the youngsters had only heard of legends regarding the Ancient Cultivation Battlefield. This dusty history couldn't even be found in the history textbooks of middle and high schools, and it was only in university that one had a preliminary understanding of it. Odd Zhuo wasn't a history major at university, but he had a basic understanding of the "Battle of Shimen."
That battle … was really too famous.
As Secretary Dakang recounted the story, his eyes welled up with crystalline tears, as if he was remembering many things. "In that battle back then, the seven demon gods from the Gate Between Worlds bore down on us with overwhelming might. Together with Minister Shi Yuliang of the current Ministry of National Defense, we stood guard outside the Stone Gate of Dagu Ridge."
Eyes wide, Odd Zhuo listened quietly, being able to personally hear the person involved narrate the history. This wasn't an opportunity that everyone would have.
"Those were demon gods … they were so powerful, their godly might soaring to the sky, and they unleashed countless nomological laws. Heaven and earth lost color, and the phenomenon was astonishing. Even the sun was pressed down, and from hundreds of li away, one could see the blazing nomological flames above the Stone Gate …
"The leader of the demon gods was quite powerful. His entire body was resplendent with every move he made, and even heaven and earth resonated with him. On his own, Minister Shi Yuliang tried everything he could, but in the end, he was unable to contend with them. But this battle was already the last stop. In the Battle of Shimen, the task given to us by the higher-ups was to hold the pass. Even if we couldn't win, we couldn't back down in the slightest! "
Odd Zhuo listened very attentively, and his thoughts drifted along with the old Secretary's narration. He could already imagine the terrifying scene of the ancient cultivation battlefield, where the flames of war soared to the sky and godly might bore down on them.
But now, standing in front of him and telling him this story, the seemingly middle-aged old Secretary was already a living fossil. He had walked step by step from that era, witnessed the development of the times and scientific progress, and sat in his current position …
This conversation revealed a sense of age. It made Odd Zhuo feel as if it were a lifetime ago.
"In the end, we were all exhausted and fell at the pass of the Stone Gate. Only Department Head Yu Liang stood up alone. He ignited his own divine blood, using the supreme being bone within his body as the price to summon the divine artifact Gao Xiao Qin. He played a divine song, replenishing everyone's strength! He also raised his own potential to the limit … In the end, he killed seven gods in a row! He defended the Stone Gate! And laid the foundation for the founding of Huaxiu nation … "
"But Minister Shi survived in the end …" said Odd Zhuo.
The old Secretary smiled. "That's right! He survived. At that time, even the tombstone had been set up and he was already buried. Who knows, this guy's pet bird Little Red threw a divine grass at his grave to nourish his vitality, but in the end, he crawled out of the grave on his own. Don't you think it's funny … "
Odd Zhuo: "…"
In this world, the number of people who could call this old minister "this guy" could really be counted on one hand.
"What do you understand after listening to the story?" Sun Dakang asked Odd Zhuo.
The old Secretary's story wasn't told for nothing; it was very important to summarize it. After listening to the story, Odd Zhuo felt a lot of emotion in his heart. "The old Secretary used this story to tell me that I need perseverance and perseverance in doing things, and that I mustn't give up until the last moment. I have to learn a lot from Minister Shi Yuliang and pay tribute to his tenacious vitality, right? "
"… You're thinking too much."
Secretary Sun rolled his eyes. "I want to tell you that if you have any talent, hurry up and show it. Don't hide it … don't be like Minister Shi, hiding a big move and only using it at the last moment. In the end, you almost lost yourself! You're not Ultraman! Once, you had a chance to show off in front of you. If you can, show it off! Don't wait until you lose it before it's too late for regrets! "
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