God Soldier Atlas

I'll fuck your ancestors, who the hell wrote my name on it!

Zhou Shu was going crazy.

He was so low-key, yet he was discovered?

This group of bastards, what's the point of writing an instant kill?

Want to kill me immediately?

Zhou Shu looked around subconsciously, as if a moment would suddenly appear around him.

Fortunately, there are no hidden traitors around me.

Zhou Shu muttered something in his heart.

Even Sun Gonggong's entry has a note of traitor behind it, but his entry does not.

But it’s also true to think about it. The geniuses on the list are all of extraordinary background, and they have shown themselves to be different since childhood, so Dawei has placed spies by their side early.

I used to be just a small soldier-casting apprentice, and now I have only been in charge for a few days, and the other party may not have time to place spies by my side.

No wonder those men in black want to hunt down Cheng Yong. If this list falls into the hands of the Great Xia court, the spies of Great Wei will be completely uprooted.

These spies were almost all placed next to the geniuses ten years ago. If they were pulled out, it would not be so easy to re-install.

Sun Gonggong, Sun Gonggong, brother is going to save your life this time, if you eat a few meals, you will make a lot of money!

Zhou Shu muttered to himself.

According to the above records, there is a servant beside Sun Gonggong, who is a secret agent of Wei. If the other party wants to attack, Sun Gongyi will not have any precautions.

This roster has to find a way to return it.

Zhou Shu stroked his chin and thought, Da Wei, these bastard spies, actually wanted to assassinate him, so if they don't get rid of them, can they still be kept for the New Year?

Zhou Shu himself must not have the time and strength to deal with so many spies, so he can only send out this roster and let the Daxia court solve it.

You can't send it off in an open and aboveboard way. It would be dangerous if you were caught by Wei's spies.

Zhou Shu shivered.

Lu Wenshuang, who was at the top of the roster, a fifteen-year-old third-rank grandmaster, was being targeted. His current strength must be far inferior to the other party.

Now that he just exposed his talents in casting soldiers, he has already been targeted by Wei's spies. If he exposed his martial arts strength, wouldn't the other party pay more attention to him?

Zhou Shu didn't want to be valued by the other party at all, he wished that the other party didn't notice him.

Third-rank grandmasters may be assassinated. It seems that my strength is still not enough. At least I have to be first-rank to be safer.

Zhou Shu thought to himself.

It seemed that he had to speed up his progress in building soldiers. The Tiger Bendao brought the Dragon Elephant Wisdom Kungfu, and the Bailianhuanshoudao brought the Heavenly Sword Technique, and he didn't know what it would bring to him.

General Meng will go on an expedition in a few days. If you hand over the Huben Saber to him this time, it should be taken to the front line. The chances of killing the enemy are much higher than in the Huben Army. The same goes for the Bailianhuanshou Saber and the Saber Saber.

Zhou Shu thought in his mind that the more kills his forged weapons caused, the more feedback he would get. Now he was thinking that in the future, the weapons he forged with his own hands must be handed over to those combatants.

Imperial guards like the Huben Army don't have many chances to kill the enemy, so it's a waste to give them weapons.

For the matter of casting soldiers, there is no rush to come, but the matter of the roster cannot be delayed.

Zhou Shu looked at the roster again, keeping the above content firmly in his heart, and then rolled it up.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Shu put on the bloody clothes again, covered his face, only his eyes were exposed, then opened the window, turned over and jumped out.

Although it was already night in the Huben army barracks, the lights here were brightly lit.

All the soldiers of the Huben army were full of murderous intent. Fast horses kept running out of the barracks, and military orders were issued from Cheng Wanli's big tent.

Just after the establishment of the Huben Army, the first mission failed. How could Cheng Wanli, who had just become an advanced martial artist, endure it?

He mobilized all the forces of the Huben Army, and according to the news from the Shenhun Division, he went around arresting traitors.

General, I remember how many people...

Cheng Yong had read the roster, and although he didn't remember much, as long as he remembered, the Huben Army had already sent people there.

These are all high-grade warriors, and the Huben Army can't deal with them.

Cheng Wanli said in a deep voice, The God Detective Division has already sent people there, and when necessary, the two armies of monster slayer and demon slayer will also send people to cooperate!

Unfortunately, I don't know where the senior is.

Cheng Yong sighed, Senior has helped our Huben Army many times, he must be our senior from Daxia, if he can find him, he will definitely return the roster to us.

Cheng Yong's face was full of respect. He now knew that after they left that day, all the men in black were beheaded by their seniors, one by one, simply and neatly.

This is equivalent to the senior avenging them.

For such a great kindness, Cheng Yong just wanted to thank him face to face.

Cheng Wanli shook his head: Senior is very thoughtful, Shenlong can't see the end, maybe he didn't pay much attention to the roster.

High-grade warriors have all kinds of temperaments, and Cheng Wanli can't guarantee the personality of the senior who helped Huben Army several times.

Ding--

While the two were talking, suddenly a white light pierced through the big tent and was nailed to the table next to Cheng Wanli.

Cheng Wanli was stiff all over, not daring to move.

Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his color. The cultivation of the general really made his subordinates look up at the mountain!

Cheng Yong praised.

Cheng Wanli scolded his mother in his heart, calm down, I was scared stupid, okay!

On the table, a short knife pierced the wood a few inches, and the blade was still trembling slightly.

It was this short knife that was just nailed to the top of Cheng Wanli's head on the table. Cheng Wanli didn't notice the whole process!

In other words, if the knife was aimed at his vitals just now, he would have no chance to dodge it!

In his big tent of the Chinese army, his life was in the hands of others, and Cheng Wanli was furious. It seems that the training of the Huben army is still not in place!

He had forgotten that the Huben Army, and even all the National Defense Army, were made up of ordinary people. High-grade warriors were not their targets. Those people were dealt with by the Demon Slayer and Demon Slayer Army.

what?

Cheng Wanli still felt numb in his hands and feet, making it difficult to move. He snorted coldly at Cheng Yong.

Cheng Yong hurriedly went up, just took a look, and was overjoyed.

It's senior!

Cheng Yong yelled and walked out of the tent.

Senior, senior, please stay!

Cheng Wanli's face turned black. He used to think that Cheng Yong was quite stable, but now it seems that he was too kind to him!

Taking a deep breath, Cheng Wanli felt that the numbness in his body was slightly relieved, and he reached out to pick up the thing that had been stuck on the table with the short knife.

Just looking at it, Cheng Wanli's expression changed drastically.

Come on!

The whole battalion is dispatched, and this general will enter the city overnight!

The Huben army's camp is outside the capital city, and now the city gate is closed, but Cheng Wanli must enter the city immediately before dawn, and he will not be at ease for a moment until this thing is handed over to His Majesty.

Watching groups of soldiers jumping out of the Huben Army camp, the leaders were Cheng Wanli and Cheng Yong.

Zhou Shu smiled, and left without leaving credit or fame.

...

After waking up, Zhou Shu felt refreshed. He forged a saber to lift his spirits first, and then he went to eat breakfast.

Of course, he didn't forget to visit Zhang Yibei and the others, and encouraged them along the way.

After one lap, it was already three poles in the sun.

When I returned to Workshop Zero, there was an unexpected person standing at the door.

I've seen Da Sikong.

Zhou Shu cupped his hands and signaled, Why is Da Sikong coming here when you have time? If I knew Da Sikong was coming, I would have waited here.

Since the last time, Zhou Shu has not seen Yin Wuyou for a long time.

As Sikong, the head of the casting army, what Yin Wuyou was responsible for was not trivial matters in the workshop. The workshop master was not qualified to report directly to her.

Sikong, the director of casting soldiers, is the boss's boss's boss's boss...

Yin Wuyou nodded noncommittally, and she looked at the No. 0 workshop with great interest.

She was looking at Workshop Zero, but Zhou Shu was looking at her.

Yin Wuyou wore a light green dress today, his long hair was simply tied behind his back, and his temperament was like a fairy. Standing there, even if he didn't speak, he still looked beautiful.

I heard from the craftsmen of the Ministry of Industry that your No. 0 workshop costs more than three thousand taels?

Yin Wuyou said, for the construction cost of the workshop, the Casting Division only allocated 1,000 taels of silver, that is to say, Zhou Shu exceeded the standard by a full 2,000 taels!

Da Sikong, as the saying goes, if a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools. This workshop is well built, and the mood of the soldier casting apprentices will be much better, and the work efficiency will naturally be much higher.

Zhou Shu calmly said, So I think it is necessary to spend this money.

And I paid for this money myself, so it doesn't need to be spent by the company, so it should be fine, right?

It's not a big problem.

Yin Wuyou said, she turned her head, looked at Zhou Shu with rapt eyes, and looked him up and down a few times.

Her gaze made Zhou Shu a little uncomfortable, Da Sikong, why are you looking at me like that? I washed my face in the morning!

Yin Wuyou pursed his lips unobtrusively, and then said, You are now the head of the workshop of the Military Casting Department, not the soldier casting apprentice, and you can be considered a person of status regardless of size.

Zhou Shu: ...

He was at a loss, not knowing what Yin Wuyou wanted to say.

The head of the dignified workshop doesn't even have a servant by his side. If it gets out, people will think that I, Yin Wuyou, is abusing my subordinates.

Zhou Shu was even more confused, the owner of a small workshop also deserves the word dignified?

Xiao Zongshui and Li Hongyuan seem to have no one to serve them.

No, it seems that there are handymen in their workshop. Could it be that Da Sikong even takes care of such trivial matters, assigning handymen to himself?

He was puzzled, and then he heard Yin Wuyou continue to speak.

Haitang, from today onwards, you will stay in Workshop Zero and serve Master Zhou!