"Instructor?"

"In the words of you martial arts practitioners, you're an instructor, or more precisely, the head instructor!"

"Ah, how can I show off my skills? Besides, I've never taught anyone before, so I think I'll pass!"

"Don't be so quick to refuse. To be honest, things are really bad for us lately. The zombies are becoming increasingly aggressive, faster, and more agile than before. We just received intelligence that zombies from the surrounding area are converging on us. We're at a critical juncture, and we need someone like you to help us protect our home!"

"Oh, is that so?"

"Well, that's why I want to select some able-bodied young men from the civilian population and have you train them so we can fight off the zombie attacks together!"

"I'd like to, but my martial arts skills are simply not suited for fighting zombies!"

"That's alright. I've already found you a helper. There's a company commander named Li in our unit who knows a set of marksmanship passed down from his ancestors. He'll teach you some simple marksmanship techniques so you can pass them on to the people."

"Ah, then why not let him teach?"

"He has his own things to do, and besides, you defeated our king of soldiers this time, so your reputation among the people is very high. It's more suitable for you to lead their training!"

"Okay, I agree!"

"Okay, thank you! You go back first, I'll have Company Commander Li come find you later!"

"Okay, then I'll take my leave!"

"Oh, right, let's not tell anyone about the zombies yet, so as not to cause panic!"

"Um!"