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The chubby man hummed an unknown tune as he walked back to the camp, kicking stones along the roadside.
"Eighteen Touches, what a great thing... Sister, you sit at the bow, and I'll walk on the shore~" The chubby man was lost in his own world, completely oblivious to the soldiers around him who were staring at him as if he were a monster.
"Hey, you! Stop right there!" Instructor Hall shouted. "Humming that filthy tune, what are you doing?" The chubby man continued to hum, his eyes wide open; he was becoming increasingly brazen, humming such vulgar songs in the military camp.
Qingyin quickly stepped forward to smooth over the discordant melody, strutting around with his round belly on the Training Ground. The soldiers practicing nearby glanced over with strange expressions on their faces, wanting to laugh but not daring to.
"Ahem!" Instructor Hall stood on the platform, blowing his whistle. "Calm down, Instructor Hall, he just—"
"Stop!" The chubby man waved his hand, interrupting Qingyin. He knew very well that this song was too shocking for this world, but he was just feeling homesick and missed his hometown. Instructor Hall's eyes widened like copper bells. "What nonsense are you singing?! This is utterly disgraceful! It's an insult to military discipline!"
Seeing this, Qingyin hurriedly stepped forward to explain, "Instructor Hall, please calm down—"
The chubby man approached Instructor Hall with a sly smile on his face. "Instructor Hall, what do you think of this song?"
"Hmph! Vulgar! Absolutely," Instructor Hall scolded.
"He just—" Qingyin's voice grew quieter.
"Qingyin, no need to explain." The chubby man waved his hand cheerfully, interrupting Qingyin. "This song isn't just nonsense; it has profound meaning!"
He stepped forward in front of the line. "Unbearable!" Instructor Hall glared at him; how could this chubby man even dare to ask such a question?
Unfazed, the chubby man cleared his throat and then sang loudly:
"With hot blood spilled on the battlefield,
To protect home and country with lofty aspirations.
Through mountains of knives and seas of fire..."
The originally vulgar tune transformed into a passionate military song as he sang:
"Comrades stand together at the bow,
I wield my weapon to protect my homeland!
With blood and sweat pouring like rain,
Oh sweat like rain, why should a man fear death's domain?"
As he sang, he adapted the previous vulgar song into a stirring military anthem filled with praise for soldiers and reflections on war. He cleverly incorporated elements from the battle formations that Instructor Hall had explained into the lyrics. What began as a crude song meant for flirting was transformed into a magnificent military song that celebrated the bravery and sacrifice of soldiers, moving everyone who heard it.
The Training Ground fell silent; the soldiers were captivated by this catchy tune that stirred their blood. Even Instructor Hall stood there in shock.
After the chubby man finished singing, there was a profound silence around him, as everyone was immersed in the powerful military song. Instructor Hall was stunned for a long time before coming back to his senses. He looked at the chubby man, astonished by the unique military song. His previous anger dissipated, replaced by deep shock and a hint of barely noticeable admiration.
Once the song ended, the chubby man proudly patted his belly and raised an eyebrow at Instructor Hall.
He pulled out a black token from his pocket, intricately carved with complex patterns that emitted a faint golden glow under the sunlight.
"What is this?" The surrounding soldiers began to murmur; the sudden appearance of the token left everyone puzzled about what the chubby man was up to.
Qingyin also looked at the chubby man curiously, unsure of his intentions.
Ignoring the gazes around him, the chubby man carefully raised the token above his head and shouted, "Instructor Hall, please take a look!"
The token shone dazzlingly in the sunlight, causing everyone to squint. Instructor Hall initially wore a disdainful expression, but when he clearly saw the patterns on the token, his face turned pale.
He quickly walked up to the chubby man and trembled as he took the token, examining it closely.
"This... this is..." Instructor Hall's voice quivered, filled with disbelief.
"This is the War King Token!" someone among the soldiers standing behind Instructor Hall exclaimed.
"War King Token? What is that?"
"You don't even know what the War King Token is? It symbolizes the War King; seeing the token is like seeing the War King himself!"
The surrounding soldiers erupted into a flurry of discussions.
"Silence!" Instructor Hall shouted angrily, and the soldiers immediately quieted down, holding their breath and nervously watching him.
Instructor Hall took a deep breath, trying to calm his excited heart. He looked at the chubby man and respectfully asked, "May I ask... what is your relationship with the War King?"
The chubby man smiled slightly and replied, "I am a disciple of the War King."
As soon as he said this, there was an uproar around them.
"What? He is a disciple of the War King?"
"How is that possible? He's just a useless person!"
"Exactly, how could the War King possibly take him as a student?"
The soldiers murmured among themselves, their gazes toward the chubby man filled with doubt and ridicule.
Qingyin also looked at the chubby man in surprise; she didn't expect him to be a disciple of the War King.
Ignoring the discussions around him, the chubby man stepped forward, raising the War King Token high. An invisible pressure emanated from the token, enveloping the entire Training Ground.
"I, the chubby man, am a direct disciple of War King Hel!"
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