Chapter 1916: Chapter 1910 New Warrior

These days, Tu Qishisan felt as if she were in a dream.

This wasn’t just about the transformation from “Warrior” to “Magic King,” nor was it simply the shattering of her worldview due to new knowledge of the world…

“So, the King wasn’t born to be one either. Turns out, our lives are seen by outsiders as nothing but livestock… We really are the world’s cattle!”

Holding the Warrior’s Sword, she chopped off the King’s head in front of all eyes. After the initial joy and satisfaction came a boundless confusion and helplessness.

As the outsiders would say, it felt like the sky was falling.

The unchallengeable authority from the past, the unerringly correct “Kingdom” and “King” in legends, the righteous side that countless Magic Kings couldn’t defeat, just fell lightly under her blade.

Watching the head roll on the ground, the crown splitting into two pieces, she couldn’t help but smile.

On that rare elderly face, with eyes full of fear and disbelief, staring at the eyes that died without peace, Tu Qishisan felt for the first time a tremble from instinct.

“…So, I could do it too.”

The female warrior, trembling uncontrollably, couldn’t hide her joy, with her suppressed instinct being awakened.

Were the Evil Beasts from the Underworld really pure when in the Earth Realm? They may just be wolves who haven’t tasted blood, and when they do taste the master’s fresh meat, they naturally turn into evil wolves.

Some shackles broke entirely with the “King’s” death.

Not just Tu Shisan, or perhaps calling her Tu Qishan, leader of the Rabbit Clan, when all past nobles were dragged to the square, when their past disorderly deeds were exposed to the sun, the originally docile livestock instantly turned into raging Ferocious Beasts.

Are the nobles in this world the same? Of course, when power is completely unchecked, all instincts can be crossed, and when information can be controlled by various means, the so-called pure King and fairy tale nobles are a joke.

“They took away our words, took away our channels of information spread, just not wanting their evil deeds to spread, not wanting their rule through generations to be broken…”

Though somewhat reversing cause and effect, from reality, the evil deeds and information control are real, too much darkness hidden by fairy tales, resisters who gain power are often branded as society’s instability Magic Kings, while the devoted and simple Warrior is a good knife for suppressing dissent.

At that moment, Tu Qishan, after the initial ecstasy and excitement, then directly retched for several minutes.

The original shackles shattered, and she recalled some of her actions as the “Warrior” before, were those targets truly villains?

“…Let the past be, think more of the future and hope.”

At this moment, Tu Qishan, like an office worker waking from a nightmare, wiped her face briefly, casting worries from her mind and began planning a bright future.

“Today’s performance was completed, performance bonuses and salary, the weekly pay is three hundred coins… Seems like I can buy some picture books to read, those comics are interesting. Uh, I crave some meat, Eastern Country cuisine is delicious…”

Indeed, now she is an office worker, more accurately, a professional at screwing.

Leading half the city, she came to the Courtyard, to the legendary Land of Redemption, where she thought everything would change.

Either this is the Earthly Divine Kingdom where nothing is lacking, singing the Holy Song daily to gain everything, or it’s all a scam, herself being the foolish shepherd dog leading the flock out of its pen… With no turning back, she can accept any reality, even prepared for the worst case of being deceived.

After all, after experiencing betrayal at the level of life value, she had little trust left for outsiders.

“The most probable outcome might just be serving as cheap slaves…”

Pessimistically, she made a judgment based on existing information, but events unfolded entirely beyond expectations.

The outsiders indeed came to rescue them, and didn’t even need them to do anything…

“Slaves? Uh, we don’t have that anymore… Although the treatment of some office workers is quite subtle, at least they have life freedom, uh, maybe for a few hours after work. Ahem, anyway, the practice of exploiting cheap labor is too low-cost and tends to cause issues, so few still do it directly.”

What’s popular now is using employment contracts, with the cycle of currency and goods, its binding force is no less than slave contracts.

At least now Tu Qishan can fully see that just coming from feudal, slave society, the newborn warrior sincerely appreciates the outsiders’ kindness.

“What? Just work at the factory for eight hours a day and earn this much? The factory even provides dormitory accommodation, and there’s even free food!!”

“What? Injured coworkers have compensation?”

“What? There are holidays?! They even have entertainment facilities?”

At that moment, Tu Qishan and her clan truly felt they entered Heaven.

In the newly built factory, she and her clan happily began their daily routine of screwing… physically screwing, in a rapidly developing machinery factory, part of the newly constructed military-industrial complex of the Courtyard forces.

She is satisfied with her new life, especially after the “new masters” fulfilled their promises, providing “Professions” for them.

Even though consuming life is required to gain this power… this power itself breaks their very short lifespans, allowing them to surpass their species’ limitations.

Tu Qishan herself estimates her lifespan has at least quadrupled… if further Advancement were possible, perhaps even longer.

To live longer, enjoy a good life, as long as there’s no dangerous work in the office, she can obtain all she needs to survive, even with pension and workers’ compensation insurance; it’s a heavenly life.

“Their promises, all fulfilled, even better than the best expected outcome.”

This moved the locals, previously heavily deceived, to tears.

And those with foresight invested part of their wages in various night schools, not content with being eternal physical laborers.

Knowledge, skills, can indeed change fate…

“But as soon as class begins, I want to sleep, the textbooks have too many words, spending half an hour on a page. Reading puts me to sleep… still enjoy the comics.”

As former Warrior, Tu Qishan doesn’t lack will, but some things really aren’t resolved by effort.

She and her clan all realized, it’s not these outsiders needing them, but they needing the outsiders… the world’s truth, Doomsday scenes turned into tutorial videos, greatly shaking them.

They work so hard not just for a better life, but fearing they can’t prove their value, facing abandonment into the Wilderness, perishing along with the world.

She saw firsthand, the despair of those exiled to the Wilderness for crimes.

In the local Beastmen’s eyes, this was overly merciful, even letting those criminals take their property, each guided with a week’s food to find living supplies.

Yet this also vaguely confirmed a guess…

“They, and the great God of Life, don’t need us…”

Such unease prevents stagnation and urges integration into this “world.”

Now Tu Qishan, thanks to her excellent physical strength and power, has become a model worker at the factory, always earning full performance bonuses.

She thought this was her life until she suddenly heard some news.

“The master here, the Deity here, is recruiting locals to become His warriors? The treatment is three thousand coins a month!! Where to sign up?! I’ll fight ten!”