Main Text Volume Chapter 47 Once upon a Time, There Was an Opportunity in Front of You...

Zhuo Yi couldn't help but shudder every time he heard about the topic of the monster craze six years ago. At the annual meeting every year, those drunk leaders would force him to perform the air sword. Zhuo Yi's psychological shadow has long been higher than the sky and deeper than the sea...

So when he heard Sun Dakang bring up the old story, Zhuo Yi could almost guess what Secretary Dakang would say next.

As expected, this old leader with a unique personality glanced at Zhuo Yi, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "I heard that Deputy Secretary Zhuo's air sword is a great skill. Why not show it off on the day of the Spirit Sword Exchange?"

"..."

For a long time, Zhuo Yi was silent and didn't speak.

In the past annual meetings, those drunk old leaders wanted him to perform, and if he wanted to refuse, it was easy to find a reason. After all, they were a group of drunkards. But now the person sitting in front of him made such a request to him, and Zhuo Yi really couldn't find a reason to refuse...

First, he didn't dare.

Second, he really doesn't know how to do it... Zhuo Yi has been researching the air sword privately for many years. But he hasn't come up with any results yet...

"What's the matter? Are you having any difficulties?"

Seeing that Zhuo Yi was hesitant to speak, Sun Dakang showed a half-smile: "If there is really any inconvenience, just ignore what I said. I was just in a momentary mood. I originally thought that as a senior of your No. 60 Middle School, a role model in the minds of most young people, if I could show my abilities and talents in such a public occasion, it would definitely be a good motivation!"

"...Old leader, don't get me wrong, that's not what I meant. I..."

"Oh, that's not it, that's what I meant." Sun Dakang responded quickly, blocking Zhuo Yi's second half of the sentence in his throat.

Originally, Zhuo Yi wanted to ask for instructions on whether he could change the performance... not the air sword. Even breaking a stone with his chest would be fine!

But Sun Dakang's unquestionable and resolute attitude had completely dispelled Zhuo Yi's idea.

...This time, there is no way to escape!

Zhuo Yi sighed secretly in his heart, feeling really distressed.

Now, his situation is very difficult, and it is difficult to get off the tiger. If he does this well, Secretary Sun Dakang will be happy, and he may be promoted, and say goodbye to the position of deputy general manager who has been responsible for receiving guests for many years, and move on to a new life. But if he doesn't do it well, Zhuo Yi knows very well that he really has to say goodbye to this position...

"It's really not easy to sit in this position at such a young age."

"..."

While talking, Sun Dakang suddenly stood up and patted Zhuo Yi's shoulder solemnly, scaring Zhuo Yi so much that he almost fell off the chair.

"I know you may have your concerns. You must feel that you are too young and don't want to show off your skills. You want to keep a low profile so as not to attract attention, right?"

"..."

"Let me tell you a story, a story from the ancient battlefield of cultivation." Sun Dakang said.

Zhuo Yi raised his head, his eyes were full of vigor and vitality.

"Back then... the last battle before the founding of our country, the Battle of Shimen..."

Most young people now only hear legends about the ancient battlefield of cultivation. This period of history, which has been sealed for many years, is not available in the history textbooks of junior high school and high school. Only in college can we have a preliminary understanding of it. Zhuo Yi was not a history major in college, but he also had a basic understanding of the "Battle of Shimen".

That battle... is really too famous.

Secretary Dakang told the story slowly, with crystal tears in his eyes, as if he remembered a lot of things: "In that battle, the seven demon gods of the gate of the alien world pressed down, and the divine power was overwhelming. I fought against them step by step with the current Minister of National Defense Shi Yuliang, and held on outside the stone gate of Daguling."

Zhuo Yi stared and listened quietly. He was able to hear the oral history of the parties involved in person. This is definitely not an opportunity for everyone.

"That's the demon god... How strong he is, his divine power soars to the sky, he sacrifices countless laws, the world is eclipsed, and the vision is amazing. Even the sun and the sky are suppressed, and the blazing law fire above the stone gate can be seen from hundreds of miles away..."

"The demon god leader is quite powerful, his every move is brilliant, and even the sky and the earth resonate with his wave. Minister Shi Yuliang, with his own strength, can't compete with him after all. However, this battle is already the last stop. In the battle of Shimen, the task given to us by the superiors is to hold the pass. Even if we can't win, we must never make any concessions!"

Zhuo Yi listened very attentively, and his thoughts followed the old secretary's oral narration. He could already think of the ancient battlefield of cultivation, the terrifying scene of the flames of war and the pressure of divine power.

And now, the old secretary who stood in front of him and told him the story, who looked only middle-aged, was already a living fossil. He had witnessed the development of the times and scientific progress step by step from that era, and sat in his current position...

This conversation revealed a strong sense of time. It made Zhuo Yi feel as if he was in another world.

"In the end, we were all exhausted and fell at the stone gate. Only Minister Yuliang stood up. He burned his own divine blood and summoned the artifact Gao Xiaoqin at the cost of sacrificing the supreme bone in his body. He played a divine song, supplementing everyone's strength! He also raised his own potential to the limit... In the end, he killed seven gods in a row! He defended the stone gate! He laid the foundation for the establishment of Huaxiu Country..."

"But Minister Shi finally survived..." Zhuo Yi said.

The old secretary smiled: "Yes! He survived. At that time, even the tombstone was erected, and the whole person had been buried. God knows, this guy's pet bird Xiaohong dropped a magical grass on his grave, which nourished his vitality again, and finally he crawled out of the grave. Don't you think it's funny..."

Zhuo Yi: "..."

In this world, there are really only a handful of people who can call this old minister "this guy".

"After listening to the story, what do you understand?" Sun Dakang looked at Zhuo Yi and asked.

The old secretary's story is not told in vain, and the summary of the story is very important. After hearing this story, Zhuo Yi was also filled with emotion: "The old secretary used this story to tell me that I must have perseverance and persistence in doing things, and I must not give up until the last moment. I should learn a lot from Minister Shi Yuliang and pay tribute to his tenacious vitality, right?"

"...You think too much."

Secretary Sun rolled his eyes: "I want to tell you that if you have any talents, show them quickly. Don't hide them...Don't be like Minister Shi, who had a big move but hid it and had to wait until the last moment to use it. As a result, he almost lost himself! You are not Ultraman! Once, there was an opportunity to show off in front of you, and you can show off! Don't wait until you lose it before you regret it!"

Zhuo Yi: "..."