Chapter 2272: General school class (fourth!) (2/2)

But having said that, in order to fight this empire's counterattack, the outer world of the empire has drained the last drop of blood and sweat. One race is one poor. The economy is on the verge of collapse or is in the middle of collapse. How can there be money for this bunch of wastes to cultivate?

One more thing, more than ten years ago, they took countless erlangs to go out with a big fanfare, vowing to fight for a fortune. Nowadays, I haven’t seen where the rich and honours are. First, the erlangs will be polished, and they will drag their remnants and go back with their heads. , How can I meet the elders in my hometown with a face?

To put it more practically, everyone came out to cultivate immortals, and they were all mixed up to the pill formation and even the Yuan Ying level. Who can have few unending enemies in his hometown?

The enemies are sharpening their swords and waiting for them to go back. How dare these lonely and bare-headed commanders return to their hometown and throw themselves into the net?

I can’t go back to my hometown, and it’s boring to go back. The ”General School Study Class” is another bottomless pit. I deal with it with three melons and two jujubes every day. The life of a non-ghost is really bad for the heavens and bad for the earth. The so-called unloading of mills and killing donkeys, crossing rivers and bridges, is nothing more than this!

Zhao Zhenwu is the most typical ”polished commander, general miscellaneous.”

He was born in a poor country on the periphery of the first quadrant of the empire. His ancestors worked fiercely and desperately from generations of ancestors. First, he spelled out a very powerful sect, and then turned the sect into dozens of armed transport ships. He was law-abiding and honest. Smuggling on the spot, if you have the opportunity, you can also engage in a few murderous transactions.

When he arrived in his father's generation, the business became bigger and bigger, and he gradually despised the smuggling of petty messies, but he was officially upgraded to a privateer fleet, that is, a licensed star thief.

When his father died in a battle, he was killed by his subordinates. He was green and blue again, and he quickly merged with the other leaders and became the commander of the private fleet, but his heart was bigger than his father-at the seaside of the stars. What's the point of killing people and surpassing goods? Killing to death is just a bun. A good man is born in the stars. He should make a contribution and make a fortune. Let’s go out and fight!

At exactly this time, the imperial counterattack began slowly, Zhao Zhenwu's brain was hot, he pulled up his own team, and saved his family for several generations, recruited a group of desperadoes, as the commander of the imperial army's major general fleet, Throw into the ”great and sacred” war vigorously.

As a result, more than ten years of **** battles are like more than ten years of horrible dreams. There are more and more medals, titles and awards, but the troops are fighting fewer and fewer. Until the end, even his left eye and left hand are knocked out. Even the crucial dantian was blown in half, and Linggen was like a bad old man's words, soft enough to not be a ball, and when I looked back, there was no more than half an old brother behind him!

The dream of the cultivator Zhao Zhenwu woke up.

But before he could figure out what was going on, he was kindly invited out of the senior ward of the Veterans General Hospital, and he was kindly awarded new medals and honors, and he was kindly thankful on behalf of the empire. He made the supreme contribution, and finally kicked him politely into the Royal High Military Academy, the generals study class.

At this moment, in the bottom of the 36th district, Zhao Zhenwu was wearing a white-washed general's woolen cloth. He folded and folded a crumpled military cap, and started to froze again.

This is a new habit he developed in the general school class.

The reason is not to be stunned. The main reason is that you don’t just want to stop thinking about what is going on. How can you get rid of the old foundation step by step?

Anyway, there is nothing else to do in the generals class except for being stupefied. Many other generals are thinking like him all day, and they cry out when they are too angry, or find those who are raised white and fat like pigs. The clan’s clan had a fight--even if they had lost their arms and legs, they had fallen sharply, and beating a few clan would be easy.

However, this is not a good time to froze.

Zhao Zhenwu was stunned for a while, his divergent eyes fixed again, the palm of his right hand was sweaty, his left hand crunched, he almost wrung his military cap out of the water, half distressed, and half looked at the ”Seven-Star Broken Jade Knife” with anxiety.

At this moment, the seven-star broken jade knife, which had not been separated for more than ten years of **** battle, was carried in another person's hand, like a salted fish.

That is the appraiser of the **** shop, according to the old saying, the court will be honored.

Seeing that the appraiser’s mouth is hairless, his bones are less than four or two, and he does not look like an experienced cabinet. Perhaps he is a newbie who has just entered the industry, but he dare not put this family heirloom knife on his face. .

”I made a miscellaneous sword made of broken copper and rotten iron. It has no sharp edges, rusty, no signs, no chips, no magical powers, and the estimated value is...three thousand crystal coins.”

The appraiser looked at the knife and then at him, and after he glanced at the knife again, he yawned and said listlessly.

Zhao Zhenwu's heart sank—what he said, he is really a novice, he should show him something wrong!

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It seems that there have been no four changes in a few days, and I always feel weird to my old brothers and old readers. I will work harder today and dedicate the four changes to everyone!