It was a dilapidated wooden house with a few broken walls made of stones.
A few soldiers were lying on the ground, laughing and picking up cigarette butts to smoke.
"Hey, monk, what do you think our Guild Leader should do this time?”
The second battalion commander, Zhang Dabiao, who was carrying a crooked handle and wearing a broken hat, rubbed against the monk's arm. He looked like he wanted to laugh but did not dare to.
The monk rubbed his head and pouted his lips."From the sound of it, you can tell that the brigade commander is very angry. Didn't we win in the end?"
"Tell that to the brigade commander." Sun Desheng, who was standing at the side, laughed.”
"I'm not going. I'm not stupid. Even the Guild Leader was criticized like a grandson.”
At this moment, the gray rag that served as the curtain was lifted.
Li Yun Long hadn't come out yet, but he was already cursing,""Who the f * ck are you calling a grandson?”
Zhang Dabiao, The Monk, Sun Desheng, and Duan Peng all stood up to offer their gifts.
"Hehe, Guild Leader, I'm not talking about you.”Tyrant quickly denied.
Li Yunlong glared at him and took a step forward to let out a young man carrying a box behind him.
The young man looked to be in his twenties. He had delicate skin and was carrying a large bookcase.
He didn't look like a soldier, but more like a student in school.
"I've been punished this time. The brigade commander asked me to feed the pigs. This is the new regiment commander who came down from above. His name is Jiang Donglai.”
The young man named Jiang Donglai humbly cupped his fists and bowed."I'm just temporarily replacing him. When Regiment Commander Li completes the task assigned by the brigade commander, I'll naturally return this independent regiment to you.”
Jiang Donglai, a transmigrator.
This was a parallel world of swords, but it was not just a world of swords.
Jiang Donglai, who had been traveling for a few years, had already discovered the existence of Inhumans in this world. His initial judgment was that it should be a world that combined Under One Man and the Marvel Universe.
However, Jiang Donglai was not afraid because he had already awakened the God-level Creation System.
Although the system was a money-grubber, he had managed to create a few comics and novels with the help of his family's resources.
According to the system, as long as one had talent and bones, they would be able to obtain the skills and props from Jiang Donglai's works.
As long as someone else obtained these skills and items, Jiang Donglai could perfectly replicate them.
However, a few years had passed, and Jiang Donglai had spent hundreds of thousands of yuan from his family. No one had gained any ability from his works.
His father, who was a general at home, banned him from doing his job in a fit of anger and transferred him to the army.
As a general, his father still cared for his son, so he gave him a fake resume and then became the acting commander of Li Yunlong's independent regiment.
Li Yunlong was naturally unhappy, but he could only accept the brigade commander's order.
Although he was scolding the brigade commander behind his back, he almost laughed his head off in front of the old brigade commander.
"Haven't you seen Commander Jiang? How rude." Li Yunlong reprimanded with a straight face.
" Greetings, Commander Jiang..." The four people called out weakly.
They looked at Jiang Donglai with an unconvinced expression. There were also some who were curious, such as Sun Desheng.
Compared to Zhang Dabiao's arrogance, Monk Wei and Duan Peng's irritability, Sun Desheng was a relatively calm person.
Therefore, when he sized up Jiang Donglai, his eyes were filled with curiosity.
" Alright, after our Old Li leaves, you guys better do your best. If you encounter any Japanese, beat them up. If anyone dares to ruin the prestige of our Independent Regiment, hmph…"
Old Li said as he looked at Jiang Donglai.
He had already received the news and knew that this scholar boy was here to cross the gold.
A scholar who had never even been on the battlefield knew nothing about fighting. Old Li was hoping that Jiang Donglai would not lose all his possessions.
"Yes, sir! Don't worry, Regiment Commander, I promise that I won't tarnish the prestige of the independent regiment!”A few of Old Li's trusted aides shouted.
Zhang Dabiao shouted the loudest.
Jiang Donglai saw this and felt bitter in his heart.
Old Li's few proud soldiers and valiant generals were not easy to deal with.
"Let's go, Regiment Commander Li. It's almost time. There are still hundreds of pigs waiting for you to feed.”
At this moment, someone came in from outside. A few people were smiling mischievously, and their faces were repulsive.
Jiang Donglai recognized them.
Jiang Donglai's father had arranged for this man.
Facing the angry gazes of Old Li, Zhang Dabiao, and the others, Jiang Donglai felt that he was now a complete villain.
"Speak properly. If you dare to make things difficult for Regiment Commander Li, I'll teach you a lesson later!”Jiang Donglai berated those people.
The few people who came to pick Li Yunlong up saluted and said politely,""Yes, Commander Jiang."
F * ck, Zhang Dabiao and the others looked at him weirdly.
"Don't tell me they think I arranged these people?”Jiang Donglai felt bitter.
Forget it, the less you say, the fewer mistakes you make. I won't say anything.
After watching Old Li leave, Zhang Dabiao and the others looked over.
His gaze scrutinized.
"Do what you need to do. I'm tired.”Jiang Donglai planned to return to his room to rest for a while.
Jiang Donglai's personal guard, Little Bean, who had grown up with him, had already made the bed.
Before she entered the house, she heard muttering behind her.
"Pink faced scholar."
"Shh, keep your voice down.”
"So what if I heard it?"
One could tell that it was Monk Wei and the others.
Too lazy to plan with them, Jiang Donglai returned to his room and sat down, thinking about what to do next.
There were many books in the bookcase, all of which were novels and comics created by Jiang Donglai himself.
These books were worth a lot because they were bought from the system.
The system was a profiteer. The cheapest of these papers was ten yuan per piece.
The comic paper was even more expensive. It cost 50 to 100 yuan per piece. There were also pens, ink, and paint. These could easily cost hundreds or thousands of yuan per piece.
They had to be purchased from the system space. Ordinary paper with paint would not have such a magical function.
Therefore, this pile of novels and comics had already cost hundreds of thousands of yuan.
I can't stand the cheap stuff from River East.
Jiang Donglai almost couldn't take it anymore. He had spent so much money and time, but there was still no result.
So far, Jiang Donglai had already gathered everyone in his family, including the students in the school, and all the friends and family he knew to read comics and novels.
However, no one had triggered the mystical aspect of the work yet.
On the contrary, he had almost defeated the Jiang family in a few years. Marshal Jiang was so angry that he whipped Jiang Donglai to the battlefield.
Jiang Donglai understood his father. He had found Li Yunlong's independent regiment because he was interested in the combat strength of this regiment.
He thought that Jiang Donglai would be able to grow some skills and would be safer if he stayed here.
Poor parents. Jiang Donglai was touched, but wasn't this doing bad things with good intentions?
Which of Li Yun Long's subordinates could be easily subdued?
Was it better for each of them to be more arrogant than the other?
There was no sound from outside, so Jiang Donglai thought they had all left.
Therefore, he called over his personal guard, Little Bean, to grind the ink. He was going to start composing.
At this time, Sun Desheng opened the curtain and walked in…
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