Origin Player.

Chapter 773 Doomsday Academy
The sky is getting brighter.

Jiang He got up and set off, first taking a logistics supply vehicle to TC City, and then taking an underground special train to Anxi Fortress.

TC City is the core of the Northern Theater Command, and the main force of the Class A Army Group - Tongchuan Army is stationed around it. Its commander is one of the A-level powerhouses in the Anxi Group Army, second only to the S-level legion commander.

The four war zones each have a force of around 30,000, and the percentage of Source Users is much higher than that of local garrison troops and auxiliary troops. The percentage of Source Users in the Night Brigade is even higher than that of the Class A Army Groups, and most of the rank-and-file soldiers are F-level Source Users.

Of course, cannon fodder doesn't count; we're more inclined to consider consumables.

In the underground special train, Jiang He sat in his seat with his eyes closed, resting.

This line must be an old-fashioned subway line.

The reason I added "should" is because Jiang He had never been to one. To put it bluntly, he came from the countryside of Anping Island and only saw a big city for the first time after becoming a player.

The joint channel was quite lively at the moment.

[Shadowman (The End): A major battle has broken out in Yanta District. A B-level Source Power user of the Luo Clan has been killed in a sniping and bombing attack. The Luo Clan is furious. This incident may be related to two other powerful clans, and a major war may break out soon.]
[Amitabha (All Beings): The assassin is unlikely to be a B-level or C-level assassin. He is suspected of having awakened Talent Sequence 13: Spatial Blink, which is extremely dangerous. The Security Bureau has listed him as an A-level bounty target. The organization behind him has influence in the command center. The Apocalypse Satellite did not capture any footage of him.]
[Painter A (Dusk): He can't draw a sketch because he has too little information. Spatial abilities have always been extremely rare. This world doesn't have era-based immunity to damage. If he gets his hands on a bunch of black gold explosive packs, wouldn't he be able to blow up even an A-rank character?]
[Night Deer (All Beings): It's difficult. The reaction speed of A-level beings is too fast. Even if we are reincarnated heroes, with our current bodies and brains, our reaction speed is not at its peak. The deceased was named Luo Yangtian. His condition may be worrying after retirement.]
[Blackblood Jazz (The End): So you've already accepted that no one of the same level can beat this guy?]
[Xiaozi (Dusk): Is it possible that this guy is the king, the king of the era, whose brilliance cannot be hidden no matter how hard he tries to conceal it?]
[Broker (Dusk): This deduction is somewhat possible, but according to the afterimages captured by local surveillance cameras, no spear-like weapons were found. Based on previous deductions, the king's skill level must have reached the mythical level, so the probability of him not using them is extremely low.]
[Hun Shi (Twilight): Indeed, given that king's wicked temper, he probably won't give up using the spear just because he's afraid of you and me. Speaking of which, the genius alchemist we discussed the other day is more likely.]
[Shadowman (The End): Forget it. The Stars Society has already investigated. That guy's masterpiece was all hype, just face-saving by powerful families. Whether he even has the skill of a master is questionable.]
The discussion has continued for over a thousand hours.

Jiang He silently observed the screen. This time, he did not use a spear because he didn't think much of any other spear weapons besides the Dragon Spear. If he found one that suited his taste, he wouldn't mind if other players discovered his identity, as long as it didn't implicate his animal companions.

Several hours later, the troop transport train entered the fortified city.

People kept getting off the train along the way; they were mostly officers or soldiers. The atmosphere inside the carriage was quite silent.

"Passengers from Anxi District, you have arrived at your destination."

Jiang He followed three or five people out of the carriage. If he didn't have supernatural abilities, he would have spent a long time looking for the exit. The underground of Anxi Fortress City was like another world, intricate and complex.

Leaving the station, which resembled a military base.

Jiang He stood on the street, lost in thought.

People come and go, and cars and horses move about.

When the homing pigeon gene was activated, Jiang He followed his instincts and headed northeast. The fortress city was very prosperous and had a super-modern style. Some passersby openly displayed their modified limbs, which others took for granted.

Why did you end up on the other side of Anxi Lake?

On the communicator, Luo Yeli was slightly taken aback.

She didn't keep Jiang He's eyes glued to her all day, not only because she had classes during the day, but also because she was respecting his privacy.

“Go straight ahead and you’ll reach the Doomsday Academy,” Jiang He replied confidently. “It’s the shortest path.”

Luo Yeli was both amused and exasperated; in another half kilometer, the other person could start swimming.

“You can take a taxi. The communicator can earn contribution points. I just deposited 50,000 yuan into it this morning to reimburse my travel expenses.”

"Keep it," Jiang He said calmly. "I have my own plans."

"Alright, alright, you're something else." Luo Yeli laughed angrily, "Then I won't wait at the door. If my legs weren't sore from standing, I would have thought you were coming and come straight to the Blood Slaughter Society."

Luo Yeli pinched her brow and explained, "The club is an activity organization of the Apocalypse Academy. There's a map of the club locations in the lobby." Jiang He saw the park and the large lake in front of her, and her expression darkened slightly.

"You should send your attendants to pick me up."

"I'm sorry, Young Master Dijiang, my situation is a bit special. First, no servant is willing to follow me, and second, I don't need one."

Pfft!
As ripples spread across the lake, the communication abruptly ended.

……

October 21, 100th year of the Night Calendar, afternoon.

Academy of Doom.

The special talent training institution, established in the early days of the Dark Ages, had its principal concurrently held by successive presidents.

The college's exterior resembles a massive ancient fortress, with teaching buildings, libraries, student dormitories, and other structures built into the mountainside. The highest point houses the central control room and the student self-government association's premises.

The most important of these organizations was the "Self-Governing Association".

The patrol team under the self-governing council is organized into platoons with a full complement of 40 members. They are composed of students from various levels who work part-time and are equipped with Dawn-type standard weapons and temporary gun licenses. The patrol team is authorized to execute only two people per year, provided that the six ministers of the self-governing council and the president vote unanimously and the "school board" does not object. The execution targets are limited to students, tutors and other school staff, and the executions are carried out only within the college.

This controversial privilege, which lasted for a century and resulted in the execution of more than thirty people, stemmed from the president's authority to issue trial orders, bypassing parliament and the courts.

For the students, the only redeeming quality of the execution order was that it allowed the college to maintain a degree of independence from the structure of powerful clans.

"Repeal the execution order!"

"They treat human life like dirt! Give me back my civil rights!"

"Thinking that you can force the powerful clans to back down by threatening a few important members? There are treacherous officials by your side, Principal!"

"Purge the court of corrupt officials and get to the root of the problem!"

As Jiang He emerged from the lake at the college, a large group of students passed by across the green grove, holding up flags.

Waves of ultrasonic vibrations vibrated back and forth, like a wild beast shaking its body. Jiang He easily wrung out his black overcoat and military white shirt. This style of attire was not uncommon in the fortress city. The Night Special Forces Brigade had always been synonymous with mystery and elite, inspiring a large number of young people to imitate it.

Jiang He had no interest in the student protests.

He went straight to the teaching building, found his way in the lobby, and headed straight for the buildings where club activities were held.

"Blood Slaughter Society, full name Blood Clan Slaughter Society."

"The organization possesses advanced qualifications, including five vampire specimens, each representing a man, woman, child, and a blood baron, as well as a living elderly vampire. It conducts two projects: [Vampire Weakness] and [Longevity Gene]."

"Including me, the current club members are 2."

From the club's introduction, Jiang He sensed Luo Yeli's deep malice towards the vampires. This guy was most likely an extremist who wanted to expel all vampires from the world.

(End of this chapter)