First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!
Chapter 194: I Might Be a Little Stronger Than You Think

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In front of the construction site.

A group of people knelt in neat rows.

Bai Baoquan knelt at the very front.

He couldn’t help but think: endure for now and things will calm down, take a step back and the sea opens wide.

They couldn’t return yet.

Brother Baoce would surely notice something was off and come looking for them.

Once he arrived, the whole situation would flip in an instant.

Maybe they couldn’t do anything too extreme to that young guy from 749.

Revenge could wait.

Thinking that, Bai Baoquan knelt even more properly—no way anyone was finding fault in him.

This was just temporary disgrace.

Victory and defeat are part of a soldier’s life!

There’s still time—we’ll see who wins in the long run!

As he kept thinking, he heard dense footsteps approaching.

Curious, but Bai Baoquan suppressed the urge to look back.

Victory often lies in the details.

He mustn’t be distracted—not even if Brother Baoce arrived.

Unless Brother Baoce could overpower that man!

Suddenly, a hand landed on his shoulder.

“Not bad—you’re kneeling the most properly.”

Lu Ding spoke as he looked behind him at the captives Bai Hemen had brought.

“You all—copy him. Kneel like he is. Anyone who moves, deal with the consequences yourself!”

Bai Hemen got excited and raised his hand to volunteer: “I’ll supervise them!”

Bai Baoquan’s curiosity peaked—who just showed up?

Why were others kneeling with him?

But he didn’t dare look back. If he moved, he’d hand them an excuse, and if they decided to take him out, he’d have no defense. He didn’t even blink.

As for the others—

They silently followed Lu Ding’s orders.

Obedient as if they’d been through military bootcamp.

Don’t ask why. Just earlier, there were thirty to almost forty people walking through the woods—now there were only thirty left.

Where’d the rest go? Don’t ask. Don’t care.

Soon, dozens knelt in perfect silence. Bai Hemen paced around them, watching closely.

His approach was: I might ignore your little tricks a thousand times, but if I catch it once, you’re done.

That gaze sent chills down everyone’s spine.

Seeing their fellow clansmen right in front of them, no one said a word—silence louder than sound.

Outside the wooden hut beside Wu Yishuang,

A bonfire crackled.

Plucked pheasants and rabbits, cleaned and seasoned, were wrapped in large, unknown leaves and tossed into the fire.

Lu Ding sat nearby, feeling the warmth of the flames.

Cao Ying asked, “Brother Lu, what are you planning next? Bai Baoce’s death won’t stay a secret.”

“The Bai Family’s strong here, and our home turf is Yunhai—we’ve got no reach out here.”

He was genuinely worried about Lu Ding.

They say it’s easy to dodge an open strike, hard to guard against a hidden one.

But now, it was the opposite.

Sneak attacks? 749 wouldn’t allow them. But open challenges? That’s harder to manage.

Cao Ying knew Lu Ding was strong, but this was Bai territory. If one Bai after another came to challenge Lu Ding,

Even the strongest can’t handle a full-blown gauntlet.

They wouldn’t be avenging or starting trouble—just issuing formal duels. Not illegal, right?

Sure, there’s an easy way to deal with that—just don’t respond.

But Cao Ying knew Lu Ding’s temperament. Ignoring challenges? Not happening.

And out here, Lu Ding had no close allies to back him up. It was basically him and Bai Hemen holding the line against the entire Bai Family’s younger generation.

As for Cao Ying…

He was self-aware.

He couldn’t offer much real help.

And if he did, it’d just make things messier.

Lu Ding understood what he meant.

The firelight lit up his face—his profile was strikingly sharp.

Lu Ding smiled faintly.

“It’s best if they come to me. If they don’t, I’ll go to them.”

“Don’t worry about me. I know you want to say even a tiger can’t handle a pack of wolves.”

“But right now, I might be a little stronger than you imagine.”

As he spoke, Lu Ding raised his thumb and forefinger to gesture “a little.”

“Brother Lu, a little won’t cut it. There’s a lot of them. Maybe you should—”

Lu Ding kept the same hand gesture.

“Maybe take a closer look.”

Cao Ying leaned in, eyes narrowing slightly.

When he finally saw what was between Lu Ding’s fingers—mountains, rivers, sun and moon roughly formed from spiritual energy—

Cao Ying burst into silent laughter.

“You got me, Brother Lu. That’s your ‘little’?”

He realized Lu Ding’s sense of humor had kicked in again.

But still, that punch earlier was insane.

Cao Ying had assumed that was Lu Ding going all out.

But now—he had to ask, “Brother Lu, that punch just now—how much strength did you use?”

Lu Ding answered honestly, “About half of my normal strength.”

Snap!

Yu Qingli, listening from the side, got so shocked she snapped the stick she’d been using to poke the fire.

But she kept a straight face.

Cao Ying turned away and slowly calmed his inner shock.

He thought he was already numb to this.

Even seeing Lu Ding’s terrifying punch, he hadn’t shown much reaction.

Because he thought—that’s just how Lu Ding is.

But now you tell him—that was only half his strength...?

Cao Ying didn’t even want to imagine what Lu Ding at full power would look like.

Or worse—what Lu Ding could do in an abnormal state.

It was enough to make your scalp tingle.

His power was increasing like it was on fast-forward.

Okay.

I guess I worried for nothing. He thought he was standing on level one, and Lu Ding was on level five.

Now it turns out Lu Ding is actually on level ten—

And only came down because flying through the stratosphere got boring.

“Sigh.......”

Cao Ying sighed, took out his phone, glanced at it, and said, “Brother Lu, Wang Qingge’s almost here. I’m heading out to pick her up—she said she couldn’t find the exact spot.”

Lu Ding casually asked, “That fast?”

Cao Ying replied, “She can fold paper planes. You can ride them. She also uses insect clouds for flying, and wind escape.......”

Weird abilities—you really can do anything huh...

Lu Ding didn’t think much of it. “Then you better go quick—”

The words caught in his throat.

Cao Ying looked over, confused by the sudden pause.

Then he saw Lu Ding rise to his feet.

Lu Ding changed his mind: “I’ll go with you to pick her up.”

Bai Hemen was here—things wouldn’t go wrong.

Lu Ding had nothing better to do anyway.

Might as well go.

Just in case anything unexpected happened to Cao Ying on the way.

It probably wouldn’t—but better safe than sorry.

“Be quick” was a cursed phrase anyway—it jinxes things.

Besides, Lu Ding wasn’t a turtle. No point lying there wasting time.

Cao Ying didn’t refuse.

He’d long suspected something about Lu Ding’s fate. Even without knowing his exact birth details—based on past events and what he’d seen—

He was sure of one thing:

Wherever Lu Ding went, something was bound to happen.