Demon King Daddy [Quick Transmigration]

Han Xuan accompanied Gu Tangchao into the army.

This is a training base of the Lieri Army on the outskirts of the imperial capital.

Ever since Gu Tang started coaching, he, like Qin Junche, has applied to transfer two-thirds of the Jijia team back in turn.

Follow Gu Tang to learn swordsmanship.

Although it sounds a little funny.

Swordsmanship, this is a very distant and unfamiliar word to everyone in the empire.

In the beginning, there were indeed quite a few mecha fighters who held a skeptical attitude towards Gu Tang.

They only learned from Gu Tang because the Marshal's orders were not to be disobeyed.

But a month has passed, and in the group battle, many people have clearly felt their own improvement.

That kind of improvement is not like in the past, through a lot of training to improve the individual's mental strength.

This method is actually very limited.

After all, B-level mental strength, even if you try your best, can reach the peak of B-level at most.

It is absolutely impossible to advance to B-level.

However, what Gu Tang brought to them was from a completely new perspective, allowing them to improve their mecha manipulation skills.

And because it's new.

In addition, in the eyes of the Lie Rijun, the instructor, who looked very handsome and thin, seemed to have endless swordsmanship in his mind.

So no one has encountered a bottleneck yet.

As Gu Tang and Han Xuan walked along the way, almost every mecha fighter of the Lie Sun Army they encountered would greet them on their own initiative.

Saluting to the marshal is a must, saluting to Gu Tang, now everyone has become more willing.

To everyone, Gu Tang earnestly returned the salute.

But soon some soldiers of the Lieyang Army discovered that the Marshal, who has always been strict, self-disciplined and gentleman, would not make the slightest mistake even in the details of this return gift.

Today, something is obviously wrong.

Han Xuan would glance at Gu Tang from time to time.

When his eyes fell on Gu Tangshi, it was always a little complicated.

In the deep eyes, there seemed to be something struggling.

But he was always forcibly suppressed.

In his eyes, it seemed that apart from Gu Tang, he couldn't see other people or things.

Even his fighters.

After everyone in the Mech Squadron of the Lieri Army passed by them, they couldn't help but stop and look back at their marshal.

Do you like it that much?

Your Excellency the Marshal really can't hide his concern for Instructor Gu Tang, and it seems that he has no intention of hiding it at all.

These mecha fighters often look at each other and smile.

Although he knew that instructor Gu Tang had a son.

But what does it matter?

They watched, this seemingly gentle instructor, from thin to vulnerable, and after more than a month of devil training, his physical fitness has been abruptly improved.

A genius with such perseverance and such an idea.

They absolutely support being with Marshal!

It is best to marry the Marshal right away, and stay in the Sun Army in a down-to-earth manner in the future, and don't go to the Star Army anymore.

Of course, Han Xuan didn't know that his subordinates had imagined his marriage with Gu Tang behind his back.

He took Gu Tang into the center of the Imperial Capital training base of the Scorching Sun Army.

There is a five-story building there.

Don't look at this silver-white building that looks very plain.

But every piece of glass above is guaranteed to withstand an attack from the most advanced thermal weapons.

Gu Tang followed Han Xuan and walked in.

None of them spoke a word along the way until they entered the elevator, and the two of them were enclosed in this small, relatively independent world.

Han Xuancai said: "Have you really made up your mind?"

"It's decided." Gu Tang said.

His tone was firm, without any hesitation.

"But..." Han Xuan frowned, as if he still wanted to persuade him.

"There are no buts." Gu Tang raised his right hand to stop Han Xuan's persuasion, "For me, there are no buts in this matter, only should or should not."

He paused, and then said to Han Xuan: "I have already consulted, the worst consequence is the complete destruction of the mental power system. It doesn't matter to me."

Gu Tang shrugged his shoulders.

He rarely smiled at Han Xuan and said, "Maybe I forgot to tell you that my spiritual power is...F rank."

Han Xuan opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"That time at the Royal Academy, I wasn't the one who made the move." Gu Tang said again.

His tone was very flat.

A month ago, he would not have told Han Xuan this secret.

But a month later, he came into contact with Han Xuan and knew this man very well.

His character is really like his former Taoist companion.

Don't talk much, don't count, but you know everything in your heart.

Before Gu Tang crossed the catastrophe, the only person who wanted to stay and bid farewell was his Taoist companion.

Even if there is very little intersection, after all, they have been together as Taoist couples for thousands of years, and the other party has never done anything that makes them dissatisfied.

Thinking of this, Gu Tang turned to look at Han Xuan.

The tall man in military uniform was frowning slightly.

There was hesitation and worry in the handsome eyebrows, but he never said anything.

——It was the same as when he went to bid farewell to his Taoist companion, telling him that he was about to cross the catastrophe, trying to step through the void and find the peak of the Dao, that person's expression was the same.

Gu Tang curled his lips silently, and said again: "I'm sorry I lied to you before."

Han Xuan didn't say anything, he just shook his head.

With a soft "ding", the elevator stopped and the elevator door opened.

"I can go in by myself, you..."

"I go with you."

This time, Han Xuan interrupted him without any excuse, and then got out of the elevator first.

Han Xuan will not stop Gu Tang.

He has always respected Gu Tang very much.

But he can... stay by his side.

In a room filled with all kinds of tall and cutting-edge instruments, the scientific research personnel in white robes called up an explanation from the optical brain.

He enlarged the explanation and began to explain it to Gu Tang one by one.

"To put it simply, this is an experiment that is still in the clinical research stage." The researcher said calmly: "Of course, the harm has been adjusted to a controllable stage by us now."

"Go ahead." Gu Tang said politely.

The researchers nodded and began to explain seriously: "Although it can improve people's spiritual power in a short period of time, we are not sure how far it can be improved."

"That is to say." He paused, and continued: "It may be possible to raise the D-level to the B-level, so that they can operate the mecha. Or it may only be the D-level to the top of the D-level. It doesn't make any real sense."

"En." Gu Tang nodded: "Then, is there a rule for the final level to be raised?"

"The current experiment seems to be related to my mental strength and willpower. It is far easier to improve from D-level to C-level than C-level to B-level. In addition, the stronger and more tenacious the subject's willpower, the more goal If you are firm, the possibility of improvement will be greater."

The scientific researcher said, and glanced at Han Xuan: "Marshal is an S-level mental power, and he is an expert in this field, so he should understand what I mean."

Han Xuan nodded slowly.

D-level to C-level, C-level to B-level, although they are all one level behind.

But B-level is the watershed of whether you can control the mecha to fight.

And for everything, the higher the end, the harder it is to go up.

If it is still possible to go from C-level to B-level, then it is probably difficult to go from A-level to S-level.

The researchers paused, looked into Gu Tang's eyes, and emphasized: "But if it fails, the entire mental power system will be destroyed. Although it won't kill people, from now on, there is no way to manipulate the mecha."

"Of course, there will be some impact on the body." The researcher said: "Maybe you will be more likely to get sick within a few years, and you will not be able to work for a long time."

"Then..." Gu Tang asked, "How likely is it to go from F-level to S-level?"

researcher:"……"

He was almost choked to death by Gu Tang!

He just knew that the marshal was going to bring someone here to volunteer for experiments to improve his mental power.

He originally thought that the opponent would be a B or C rank, and wanted to rush to the next rank.

The researchers even thought that if the marshal brought A-level, he would not dare to let the other party try.

If it fails, it means that the Lieyang Army will have one less A-level mech fighter.

S-level is rare, and A-level is also very rare.

Putting it in the entire empire, that is also the front row combat power of mech fighters who can be ranked first.

With such a big responsibility, as a scientific researcher, he really doesn't dare to bear the consequences

He never expected that an F-ranked person would be ambitious, wanting to go from the weakest to the strongest.

"You..." The researcher opened his mouth.

He wanted to say that he couldn't do it, and asked Gu Tang to hire someone else.

But when he looked at Gu Tang's eyes, he looked at the firmness and fierce fighting spirit in Gu Tang's eyes.

He suddenly couldn't speak.

"Even if it goes from F-level to E-level, the vast majority of people may not be able to bear that kind of consequences." The researcher sighed softly and changed the euphemism.

"The pain from grade E to grade B is equivalent to taking the whole person apart and reassembling it ten times." He added: "It's just physical."

"As for B-level to A-level, no one has succeeded, but I think the pain will be ten times or even more than before."

"As for going further..."

He felt he had made it very clear.

"Okay." Gu Tang nodded: "Then let's try."

His tone is still that understatement.

It's like saying sweet and sour pork ribs tonight?I don't know how to cook this dish. Let's try it tonight.

The researchers were a little speechless.

"Many people, unable to bear that kind of pain, have psychological problems, and some even go crazy." He told Gu Tang.

"I won't." Gu Tang walked forward.

He walked to a transparent device similar to a space capsule, turned around and asked the scientific researcher, "Is this it?"

"Yes." The researcher nodded in a daze.

"What should I do?" Gu Tang asked again.

"Er... lie down," he said.

"Okay." Gu Tang lay down on the one-meter-wide device almost without hesitation.

The scientific researchers looked at his still calm profile, and couldn't help looking at their Marshal Han Xuan as if asking for help.

Is this pretending?

Or are you really so calm?

Isn't it crazy for an F-level spiritual force to want to reach the sky in one step?

Han Xuan closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, he took a deep breath and calmly ordered: "Let's start."

He never asked why Gu Tang did this.

But he believed him, and there must be a reason for doing so.

This experiment has been carried out in the imperial capital for many years.

The technology is already relatively mature.

But in this world, the key to success or failure in many cases is not the technology, but the people who do it.

Over the years, people with firm determination and desire for revenge have entered here.

There are the best, most rigorous, and tenacious B-level mecha fighters who have tried it.

……

But there are only a few who can improve from C-level to B-level in these years.

Further up, it's all gone.

Those who failed, although they did not lose their lives.

But some people do, as the scientific researcher said, cause great psychological trauma, and even go crazy.

Han Xuanchui's hand by his side slowly clenched.

Due to the force on the skin on the back of the bronzed hand, the knuckles even turned a little pale.

"Go ahead." He ordered again.

"……Yes."

As the researcher pressed a button, the lights on the lab ceiling dimmed.

He almost opened the interface of the console with trembling fingers.

Then he took a deep breath, and began to input the program one by one with his fingers.

"Drip...drip...drip..."

Accompanied by his movements, rhythmic sounds came from the completely sealed space capsule.

Han Xuan took a step forward subconsciously, and Gu Tang, who was lying inside, suddenly turned pale.

Beads of sweat burst out from his head in an instant.

In just a few tens of seconds, Gu Tang seemed to be fished out of the water, his hair and clothes became wet.

"Han Xuan!" Qin Junche's voice came from outside the laboratory at this time, "Go away! Get your marshal out!"

Along with his voice, there were continuous loud noises of "bang bang bang".

Several soldiers of the Sun Legion who wanted to stop him were knocked to the ground mercilessly by him.

"Han Xuan, you, mother, get out!" Qin Junche got really angry, "Otherwise, I will bring people to blow up your broken base!"

The researchers looked at Han Xuan worriedly.

The other party's hand hanging by his side was clearly held so tightly.

It was so tight that the joints were already pale.

But his back was still straight, and the expression on his face was still very calm.

"Continue." He ordered lightly.

The movement from outside the door is getting louder and louder.

Han Xuan closed his eyes, turned around, and strode out of the laboratory.

With a sound of "Di--", the closed laboratory door opened.

The corridor outside the door was already in a mess.

There were at least twenty Lieri soldiers lying on the ground in disorder.

Of course they didn't die, nor were they seriously injured.

No matter how angry Qin Junche is, it is impossible for him to attack his country's comrades.

"Han Xuan!" But it's different for Han Xuan!

As soon as Qin Junche saw him, he rushed forward.

With a muffled "bang", his fist hit Han Xuan's handsome face hard.

The other party refused to evade, and unexpectedly received this merciless punch, even his head was tricked to the side.

Qin Junche's eyes flickered slightly. He looked at Han Xuan who had no intention of fighting back, and his raised fist froze in the air.

He exhaled, and asked coldly, "Where's Gu Tang?"

Han Xuan turned his head and took a deep look at Qin Junche.

Then he turned sideways, out of the way into the lab.

"What did you do to him?" Qin Junche rushed in like a gust of wind.

Then, he looked at the scientific researchers who were meticulously manipulating the program, and then at Gu Tang lying in the space capsule with a face as pale as paper.

Qin Junche stopped in his tracks.

"drop--"

The door of the laboratory closed again, and Han Xuan walked in slowly.

The corners of his lips were cracked by Qin Junche's punch, and a stream of blood slipped down his jaw.

But he just wiped it off casually, his eyes firmly locked on the space capsule.

"Are you crazy?" Qin Junche took a few breaths.

He suddenly turned around, looking straight at Han Xuan with sharp eyes like a knife.

He's also a Legion Marshal, so of course he knows what he's doing.

but……

"No." Han Xuan said.

"Aren't you crazy?! You're still going crazy with him?!" Qin Junche stretched out his hand and held Han Xuan's uniform tightly.

His eyes were about to burst into flames, almost glaring at Han Xuan viciously.

what style? !

What tutor? !

None of them exist!

Qin Junche just wants to curse people now!

I still want to beat someone up!

There was another muffled sound of "bang", and Han Xuan punched him again without avoiding it.

This time, his body was staggered a little from the beating.

If Qin Junche hadn't lifted his front collar, Han Xuan would have been knocked to the ground.

"Are you not crazy?! You sent Gu Tang here?! He is ignorant, and you are ignorant too?!"

Qin Junche felt that he was about to explode.

Of course he knew what Gu Tang wanted to do.

But is this something you can try at will?

Part of Gu Tang's memory was blocked, he was...

"Gu Tang knows what he's doing." Han Xuan said calmly and coldly.

Once again, he wiped the blood from the corner of his lips nonchalantly.

After a pause, he looked into Qin Junche's eyes: "He also knows how dangerous it is to do so. But..."

His eyes turned almost gently to the still closed space capsule.

Gu Tang, who was lying inside, was already drenched all over.

His chest heaved vigorously, and his face was so pale that it was more terrifying than a ghost.

When Han Xuan and Qin Junche looked over, his body was convulsed and twisted half-curled up.

It looked as if he was in some terrible pain.

Han Xuan closed his eyes tightly.

He took a deep breath, and his tone was still calm: "He has a dream he wants to stick to, and what I can do is to help him as much as possible, respect him, and accompany him."

"But what if it fails?" Qin Junche also calmed down a little.

He put his arms around his head.

Worry, pain, anxiety, waiting...

It was as if countless ants were gnawing at his heart.

Qin Junche squatted down.

He seemed to be asking Han Xuan, and murmured as if he was talking to himself: "His memory has been sealed by hypnosis. If he recalls... No! If he fails in the end, he will go crazy again."

His eyes were red: "He can't bear it..."

"He can." Han Xuan said concisely and forcefully.

He had only been punched twice by Qin Junche, but now he put his hand on Qin Junche's shoulder and said with certainty: "He will definitely succeed!"

After Han Xuan finished speaking, he looked at Gu Tang in the space capsule again.

The man curled up in convulsions like a small shrimp, strands of sweaty hair sticking to his delicate side face.

He must be able to.

That's what Han Xuan believed.

He always felt that this man with only F-level mental strength had an extremely powerful and determined soul hidden in his body.

In a daze, Han Xuan felt as if he heard Gu Tang's voice speaking to him.

The voice was a little distant, a little ethereal, and even hard to hear.

But he was sure that it was Gu Tang's voice——

"The road is hard, but I always keep moving forward."

Han Xuan watched calmly.

Even Qin Junche was completely quiet.

When each of them spoke again, they could only hear the rhythmic, short "di", "di", "di" sounds in the laboratory.

A long time has passed.

The soldiers of the Lie Sun Army delivered meals to their Marshal and the Marshal of the Star Army several times.

Even the scientific researchers in charge of program operation have rotated three people.

When the researchers from the beginning returned to their posts again, he looked at Gu Tang who was still as pale as a ghost in the space capsule, but there was a hint of ecstasy on his face.

The sound of "di", "di", "di" became noticeably faster.

The scientific researcher tapped the virtual keyboard quickly, then raised his index finger, took a deep breath, and pressed the execute button heavily.

This is the last step.

Now even he began to believe that Gu Tang could survive.

Inside the space capsule, the undulating arc of Gu Tang's chest became larger.

It turns out that the pain of forcibly increasing one's mental strength is really just as that person said.

It was as if all the bones in the body were removed one by one, the flesh was cut off one by one, and even the nerves and blood vessels were sawn off one by one.

Then piece it together, and repeat the pain all over again.

Many times, he thought he was going to die.

But every time, there was always a soft, hoarse voice of a boy who was desperately enduring the pain calling him softly: "Dad..."

So every time, Gu Tang struggled to wake himself up again.

Until, he heard a distant yet familiar voice calling him: "... Gu Tang!"

With a soft beep, the space capsule finally opened.

The researcher let out a long breath.

He looked at the electronic screen responsible for vital index monitoring. At least from all the data, Gu Tang's vital signs were stable.

He felt that this time, maybe the other party really succeeded?

But because there has never even been a case of successfully improving from B-level to A-level.

The researchers hesitated again.

After all, whether it is successful or not depends on the extent of Gu Tang's final mental strength.

Gu Tang slowly opened his eyes.

A slender and powerful hand has rushed to stick to his face.

"Gu Tang?" Qin Junche's voice rang in his ears: "Do you feel uncomfortable? Do you need to go to the hospital? You..."

"Qin Junche." Gu Tang said.

Although his voice was hoarse and soft, he still managed to stop Qin Junche from continuing.

"I'm fine." He took a deep breath.

"Let's go home first." Qin Junche leaned over, wanting to hug Gu Tang, "We'll talk about everything when we get home."

"No hurry." Gu Tang closed his eyes, trying to make himself more awake.

He opened his eyes, and stretched out his hand to press on the back of Qin Junche's hand, preventing him from hugging him.

"Is there a place where I can take a shower?" Gu Tang asked.

"Yes." Han Xuan stepped forward and replied in a deep voice.

"Gu Tang, can you go home first?" Qin Junche said, "You can also take a shower when you go home, at home..."

"I'm fine." Gu Tang smiled at him comfortingly.

As if to prove that he was fine, Gu Tang even supported the space capsule with one hand, turned over and sat up.

"Besides, I want to try first." He said, standing up.

"Try what?" Qin Junche subconsciously asked.

"Mecha." Gu Tang raised the corners of his lips, and his gaze became extremely firm, "I want to try if I can already control the mecha."

He said, turning his head to look at Qin Junche: "Your star crack, can you lend me a try?"

The author says:

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