Extraordinary Realm from Persuasion System

Chapter 231: Chapter 145: Online Discussions, Breakthrough in Mountain Retreat!_4

”Indeed, and I really think military-civilian exercises are fine too, just like Colonel Wang said in the interview earlier, ’from the people, to the people.’ I think these are the best kind of exercises!”

Looking at the myriad comments in the comment section, some people had even guessed the truth and started tagging him to verify.

A look of surprise appeared on Zhang Beixing’s face. Holy crap, are all the netizens these days Sherlock Holmes? They can even figure this out? Seriously, it’s ridiculous! They truly live up to their reputation as the almighty netizens who can do anything except make money!

Zhang Beixing sincerely lamented.

Then, facing the many @mentions and private messages, he decisively chose to ignore them. What else could he do if not ignore them? Respond?

It was clear from Wang Fengyi not letting him participate in the official media interview, and from what Wang Fengyi had said in the video, that they didn’t want the truth of this matter to get out. After all, five well-trained soldiers hadn’t even been able to beat two enthusiastic citizens. This would be too humiliating if it got out. It would be a minor issue if their Yanjing division merely became a joke among the numerous military districts. But if, because of this incident, people started to think that being a soldier was nothing special and that enthusiastic citizens were the real deal, leading to everyone wanting to become enthusiastic citizens—that would be a truly serious concern!

Although there was no basis for it, Zhang Beixing felt that if he dared to reply to these netizens’ comments at this moment, then the very next second, Wang Fengyi or Su Dakai would be calling him. They would invite him for a ”little chat over tea,” casually asking why he would say such things.

To avoid such a situation, Zhang Beixing decisively chose to turn off his phone and go to sleep, ignoring the online storm he had caused.

He was indeed happy to show off and grab some attention—it could help increase his exposure and boost his account’s followers. But Zhang Beixing had a clear understanding in his heart of which limelight to seek and which to avoid.

The night passed silently.

「The next day, at five in the morning.」

Zhang Beixing punctually got up to practice the Hidden Force version of the Northern Sect Eight Pieces of Brocade, and it was exhilarating.

But while he was exhilarated, those poor soldiers suffered greatly! Initially, when they learned that this commotion was caused by Zhang Beixing, they didn’t think much of it, driven by curiosity. But later, as time went on and the novelty wore off, the sounds Zhang Beixing made during his martial arts training were no longer novel but pure torture.

By now, just hearing the sounds of ”Tiger Roar and Rolling Thunder” and ”River Rushing,” they knew without even thinking that it must be five in the morning. That blasted Zhang Beixing was at his martial arts training again! It was as regular as the wake-up call, damn near the same thing.

They had trained all day and desperately needed good rest, yet they were tormented like this. After a week, many soldiers looked noticeably haggard. Some, who were more mentally fragile or sensitive, even developed dark circles under their eyes.

During this time, it wasn’t as if no one had thought of wearing earplugs to avoid the noise. But then, a new problem arose: with earplugs, they might not hear Zhang Beixing’s commotion, but damn it, they might not hear the wake-up call either! It was a direct vicious cycle.

Getting out of bed, Zhou Fan, one of the unfortunate victims of Zhang Beixing’s disturbances, muttered to himself, ”This can’t go on. No way. I have to talk to my brother-in-law. He can’t go on practicing like this. If it continues, it’ll become unbearable!”

As the King of Soldiers, he was always on high alert and a light sleeper; any slight disturbance nearby would wake him. Since his dormitory was relatively close to where Zhang Beixing practiced his martial arts, he was the most affected of everyone.

Feeling his increasingly haggard mental state, Zhou Fan dressed and prepared to have a heart-to-heart talk with Zhang Beixing.

However, before he could even leave his room, the noise from Zhang Beixing’s martial arts training suddenly stopped. Clearly, the young man had finished practicing the Hidden Force version of the Northern Sect Eight Pieces of Brocade and had gone to eat.

He probably won’t stir up any more trouble for a while, Zhou Fan thought. After some consideration, he decided to catch up on sleep for now to replenish his mental state and talk to Zhang Beixing about it later in the morning.

But when he went to the training ground at his usual time, ten in the morning, looking for Liu Pan to train, he found that neither Zhang Beixing nor Liu Yi were present.

Finding this puzzling, Zhou Fan looked at Liu Pan, who wore an expression of profound skepticism, and asked, ”Coach Liu, where are Zhang Beixing and Mr. Liu? Why didn’t they come today?”

Hearing this, Liu Pan finally came back to his senses, his expression complex. ”Because they no longer need to come. And it’s not just for today; from now on, they don’t need to come at all!”

”Ah? Why?” Zhou Fan was dumbfounded. What’s going on? Why do they suddenly not need to come anymore?

”Did Zhang Beixing and Mr. Liu do something wrong?” Zhou Fan asked.

Liu Pan shook his head. ”No, they didn’t do anything wrong. When I say they no longer need to come, it’s because my Martial Nephew Zhang... has graduated!”

Zhou Fan was utterly stupefied by these words. What??? He stared at Liu Pan in astonishment, wondering if he had misheard. What the heck? Graduated?

”Coach Liu, are you joking with me?”

Even though Zhou Fan wasn’t a Martial Artist.