Forced to Marry Into Certain Death, Only to Farm the Battlefield Into Godhood?

Li Wei, a young man from 21st century Earth, found herself transmigrated into a parallel high-martial world as Wu University’s prospective freshman Li Wei.

Inheriting the original host’s ...

Chapter 127 Talent

After listening to Min Zimo's story, the warm room fell into silence.

However, the reasons for the three people's silence were completely different.

Li Wei frowned slightly, she was thinking about the evil sacrifice itself.

Massacred the entire village at once, and the method was so strange...

Can a warrior of the lower third rank do it?

Or is it that his own strength has broken the world's upper limit, and as a result, a third-level intermediate has appeared among the natives?

It seems that I have to investigate this matter thoroughly when I come back from Fengjing.

How dare you do such an inhumane thing on her territory? You must be tired of living!

Gu Jinzhi and Zeng Yi were in equally heavy moods. The description of the dozens of white bones made them feel chills.

However, compared to the strangeness of the village massacre, what they care more about at this moment is Min Zimo's incredible improvement in strength.

After a long moment, Gu Jinzhi's gaze shifted away from Min Zimo and turned to Zeng Yi, who was sitting opposite him. His tone became more serious.

"Min Zimo is right. I'm afraid something unexpected has really happened in the mirror world that we're not aware of."

He paused, "You should immediately find a way to contact your grandfather and ask him what's going on!"

Zeng Yi spread his hands when he heard this and said, "Brother Dazhi, how can it be that easy? It takes time for me to pass on the message. Besides, after so many messages going back and forth, there's no telling when I'll get a reply."

Gu Jinzhi's face was as gloomy as water: "No matter what method we use, no matter how long it takes, we must make contact!"

Zeng Yi curled his lips, looking helpless: "Okay, okay, I got it. I'll go get ready and try to contact you."

Min Zimo heard the conversation between the two, and a hint of surprise flashed across his sharp eyes: "Can the Observation Mirror actually communicate with the outside world?"

Zeng Yi resumed his playful smile, raised his chin towards Min Zimo, and said smugly, "Of course! As members of the Zeng family, we must have some hidden privileges, right? Hehe, but like I said, if you want to receive a reply, you have to wait patiently."

What he said was half true and half false, and he added a lot of drama to it.

Min Zimo nodded slightly, his expression seemed to relax a little: "It's good that we can get in touch. At least I can know what's going on outside."

Gu Jinzhi glanced at the subtle changes in Min Zimo's expression from the corner of his eye. Seeing his reaction, the gloom in his eyes deepened a little.

Li Wei waited until they had finalized their plan before she took the initiative to ask Min Zimo for the first time. Her voice was cold and clear: "Where exactly is the village you mentioned?"

Min Zimo recalled for a moment and replied, "It's about forty or fifty miles southwest of Fuyun Pass, located at the southern foot of Bajing Mountain. The terrain is quite remote and there are few people around."

Li Wei nodded slightly.

She could fly, so as long as she had a general idea of ​​the location, it would not be difficult for her to find the village.

[I'll stop by to take a look when I get back from Fengjing.] She made a decision in her heart.

After answering Li Wei's question, Min Zimo seemed to remember something, turned to Gu Jinzhi, and asked with concern: "By the way, Mr. Gu, have you found Su Mo?"

Gu Jinzhi nodded: "I found it... In a clinic in Tong County. The condition is not good, and the illness is quite serious."

"I've already sent a royal physician to take care of him, but... I'm still not sure if he can be cured."

Min Zimo's brows knitted into a knot in an instant: "Who is he? How strong is he?"

Gu Jinzhi responded briefly: "I am a poor scholar, powerless as a chicken."

"I'm so weak as to be powerless?" Min Zimo subconsciously clenched his fists, his knuckles turning slightly white. He muttered absentmindedly, "How could it be..."

He raised his head and asked, "Why don't you bring him to Yujing?"

Before Gu Jinzhi could speak, Zeng Yi answered for him: "It's not that we won't take the call, it's that he's too ill and has been on such a bumpy journey. I'm afraid he won't be able to make it to Yujing before he falls apart."

Min Zimo let out a long sigh, concealed his emotions, and said nothing more.

Gu Jinzhi was still observing him calmly.

From the time Min Zimo appeared until now, whether he was recounting his own experiences or asking about Su Mo's situation, his expressions, tone, and even subtle movements all seemed too normal, so normal... that he couldn't find a single flaw.

But the more this happened, the stronger the inexplicable uneasiness in Gu Jinzhi's heart became.

He took a deep breath, suppressed all the speculations in his mind, and made a decision.

He looked at Min Zimo and said in a steady voice, "Min Zimo, are you sure you're about to break through to the fourth level?"

Min Zimo nodded solemnly, "I'm absolutely certain... The feeling of power surging through my body, about to break through the barriers, is incredibly clear and there's no way I'm wrong."

Gu Jinzhi asked again: "Have you heard about the war situation in the Central Plains?"

Min Zimo replied, "On the way to Yujing, I heard some rumors in the market. I only knew that the court had suffered a defeat and that the bandits were strong, but I didn't know the specific military situation."

Gu Jinzhi tapped his knuckles lightly on the table, pondered for a moment, and then spoke again: "If you successfully advance to the fourth level, do you have the confidence to command the imperial army and stabilize the corrupt situation in the Central Plains, or even... completely wipe out the bandits?"

Min Zimo's eyes fixed when he heard this.

He didn't answer immediately, but thought seriously for a moment before saying in a very firm tone, "The middle third level is a qualitative transformation compared to the lower third level. The power is incomparable."

"I think, as long as there are enough troops to support us, I will be responsible for charging into battle, killing generals and seizing flags, and disrupting the enemy's formation. Within a year, we should be able to put down the rebellion!"

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