A Liang and the others looked determined, immediately rushing towards the pile of king corpses to select their spoils.
Chen Shu smiled as he watched the ten carefully chosen students. "Don't feel unbalanced. Even without you, I could easily hunt these low-level kings. I need to collect some protection fees, that's reasonable, right?"
"Of course!"
Everyone nodded, not minding at all.
A Liang and the others felt the same. While they might complain, they understood Chen Shu's importance. Without Chen Shu, they wouldn't dare hunt kings, but without them, Chen Shu could hunt them at will.
"Teacher Chen, why don't you join our Xiang Group?" Xiang Yao said, "Name your price! Just protect my safety."
"..."
Chen Shu twitched his mouth. Did they really think of me as a bodyguard?
"Alright, the training camp is over now," he announced. "From now on, you'll act on your own." He couldn't miss the official hunting operation currently underway. Not many people could hunt golden kings right now.
A hint of reluctance appeared in the students' eyes, leaving them feeling a bit empty. With Chen Shu accompanying them, they felt incredibly secure. Any situation could be easily resolved, essentially like having an ultimate trump card.
"Alright!" Chen Shu frowned. "You've all slain dozens of the strongest kings among the fierce beasts. What else is there to fear?"
"From now on, you no longer need any protection. You are your own shields!"
Upon hearing this, the students' expressions brightened. Their sense of invincibility surged again, dispelling their unease and restoring their confidence.
Chen Shu was among the youngest in the group, yet he carried himself like an elder. Strangely, no one found it odd; they had evidently grown accustomed to it.
"Okay, let's prepare to leave," Chen Shu said, shaking his head. "Wherever you want to go, I can give you one last ride."
"Teacher, we can go the rest of the way on our own," Wang Yi Chen said respectfully, bowing to Chen Shu. He then turned, leading his contracted spirit, carrying a king's corpse, and left.
Ji Feng, Wang Sheng, Long Yu, and Xiang Yao stepped forward one by one, their eyes filled with reverence, and also departed.
"Teacher Chen, we're leaving too!"
A Liang and the other five stepped forward, their usual playful demeanor gone. They bowed solemnly. Then, they turned and sped away as if fleeing.
"Stop!"
In an instant, the enormous Xiao Huang appeared before the five, blocking their path.
A Liang said seriously, "Teacher Chen, we can manage the rest of the journey ourselves. You don't need to worry."
"Worry about you? Hell no!" Chen Shu yelled. "I'm worried about the king corpses!"
The pile of king corpses was now completely empty. While Wang Yi Chen and the others were bidding farewell, A Liang and his group had already made their move on the king corpses.
"..."
The five fell silent instantly. With reluctant eyes, they returned the remaining king corpses to Chen Shu.
"Chen Pi, as your sworn brother, don't I get any special treatment?" A Liang regained his playful demeanor. Since their theft of the king corpses had failed, there was no need for them to pretend anymore.
"Special treatment for what?" Chen Shu scoffed. "It's enough that I haven't made you pay."
"I'm a fan of the 'fierce bandits' this time!" Old Xie exclaimed, trying to curry favor. With Chen Shu's help, he had broken through to the Golden level. Setting aside his combat ability, his reconnaissance skills had significantly improved, and he could now apply for the position of deputy minister.
"Don't be so smug. You were the first one to run just now!" Chen Shu raised an eyebrow. "Alright, I'm done messing with you. I'm making billions by the minute."
"..."
Everyone rolled their eyes at him. He really dared to say it.
"Where are you all heading? Shall I give you a ride?"
"No need. I'm returning to the Imperial Dragon Guard to see if there are any assignments."
"I'm going back to the reconnaissance department."
"I'm heading to Longyuan. The old man was looking for me earlier."
"I'm going back to the psychiatric hospital."
"???"
Everyone stared at Xiao Xing in unison, their expressions strange.
"What are you looking at me for?" Xiao Xing shrugged. "The 3.0 Plus version of the patient gown needs my attention for promotion. I've been busy lately."
"..."
Soon, everyone left the [Skyfire Desert], ending their training camp life.
At the Spirit Suppression Army stronghold, Fang Si, who was about to leave, asked, "Chen Shu, do you have any plans?"
"Of course, I'll follow the times and execute the King Hunting plan!" Chen Shu narrowed his eyes. "I've been itching to act after watching you all for so long."
"..."
Everyone swallowed. They already anticipated that the fierce beasts were about to face another great calamity.
"First, let's slaughter the golden kings within the country..." Chen Shu licked his lips and vanished from his spot with a teleport.
The five exchanged glances and then parted ways, each busy with their own affairs.
...
The capital, Huaxia Academy.
"Teacher, why did you call me here as soon as it ended?" Chen Shu yawned. "My hunting plan is just finalized, and I'm about to execute it."
"Oh? The plan is already set so quickly?" Liu Feng raised an eyebrow, smiling. "Let me see?" With that, Chen Shu handed him a piece of paper.
"So concise?" Liu Feng was slightly taken aback, then his eyes widened in disbelief. It only contained one sentence: 'Hunt ten golden kings a day, finish in ten days!'...
"Are you kidding me? Is this really an executable plan?!"
"Don't be so surprised!" Chen Shu pouted. "The more complex the plan, the more loopholes. My plan has no flaws; it's perfect!"
"Indeed..." Liu Feng nodded with mock seriousness. "Your plan, at first glance, does look quite like a plan."
"..."
Chen Shu shook his head and then said, "Teacher, what's going on? I'm really busy!"
"Alright, I know you're busy with the slaughter. I just called you here to relay a message from the old man."
"What is it?"
"Don't let your battles affect others, and don't get into conflicts with anyone!" Amidst the current major upheaval, various hidden strong individuals had emerged. Having lived in seclusion for many years, they might not understand Chen Shu. As for the older generation of experts, their tempers were generally a bit eccentric, especially when facing young prodigies, they tended to adopt a high-handed attitude. If it were anyone else, they might not have bothered, considering the elder's seniority. But Chen Shu was different. The "Nursing Home God of War" was not just a title.