First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!
Chapter 304: Do You Believe I’ll Mess You Up Myself (1/4)

When Qiu Fu said this, he looked at Lu Ding.

He couldn’t help but think—

This guy really was born in the wrong era.

How many modern young people are this excited about war?

If he’d been born a bit earlier, then maybe...

Qiu Fu didn’t dare imagine what would’ve happened if Lu Ding had lived during those early chaotic times...

He didn’t dare.

With his monstrous, indescribable growth rate, plus that personality, all things considered—

It’s possible... half the world map would be labeled “Han.”

Back then, Da Han was unstable, shrouded in turmoil, full of endless chaos.

With Lu Ding’s talent, who knows how many assassination attempts he might’ve faced.

Now was better.

Safe.

A genius could grow freely.

After all the discussions—

Next came cleaning up the battlefield and negotiations with other nations. But those weren’t Lu Ding’s concern anymore.

As the other trainees from the Monster Room’s training zones exited—

One by one!

They looked around dumbfounded.

What...

Didn’t we just go in not long ago?

Why does the outside look like it just went through a full-on war—mountains collapsed, earth overturned?

What the h*ll happened here?

Each person stared, confused and bewildered.

Eventually, Da Han’s Qi Refiners came over to explain.

And that explanation—

Wasn’t just heard by Da Han’s trainee elites.

The small number of foreign trainees who had survived by sheer dumb luck—

Heard it too.

They thought they had escaped death inside the Monster Room and hadn’t even had time to celebrate.

Who knew that right out of the tiger’s den, they’d walk into the wolf’s jaws?

Yes.

They survived.

But they were the only ones who survived.

Everyone else—inside, outside—completely wiped out.

From Divine Sea cultivators up to Heavenly Investigators.

Now that’s true fairness and justice.

Not a single one slipped through the net.

And there stood Da Han’s Qi Refiners, just casually.

Even the faint pressure from them made the survivors speechless.

Of course—

The greatest intimidation came from Lu Ding, standing there casually with his arms folded.

They didn’t know what the others were—maybe Heavenly Investigators, Formal Investigators, whatever.

Too far from their level to understand.

But Lu Ding... they had seen it with their own eyes.

That was real killing—over two hundred people wiped out like it was nothing.

Every one of them trembled like leaves in the wind.

But Lu Ding paid them no attention.

This wasn’t something he had to decide now. Others would deal with these people.

Lu Ding wasn’t some leader.

So he didn’t need to worry about this.

What he needed to do—was collect spoils from earlier, then meet up with the trainees from Yunhai, Yaodu, and Qingsheng.

Once he received his completion report—

He could return to Yunhai and go back to comfortably being an Enforcer, waiting for someone to call him to war again.

At that moment—

The elites from Southern Region Three had just finished hearing the recount of what happened.

One by one, they stared in shock at Lu Ding, who was rummaging through the ruins of the Monster Room.

They knew Lu Ding was strong—ridiculously strong. They’d seen him become a hundred-meter-tall deity earlier.

But—

They never imagined that while they were attacking the Monster Room and beating up foreign elites—

Lu Ding had been off beating up their elders.

That... that’s not right.

They didn’t even know how to process it.

This was supposed to be a day to celebrate.

But now, none of the elites felt the least bit happy.

They now had a ceiling, a benchmark—and a sense of defeat.

The group of elites: “F**k!!”

As Lu Ding returned with a haul of loot—

Only the Southern Region Three elites remained on site.

One of them curiously asked, “Where’s everyone else?”

“They went to the airfield,” Bai Hemen replied.

After a long silence, he finally asked, “Lu Ding, do you think I’d be better off as a person or a corpse?”

Lu Ding frowned at that.

“Why are you suddenly asking that kind of question?”

Bai Hemen explained, “My training reward was a special cultivation method called Life-Death Dual Forms. It fits me perfectly.”

“There’s a key step—it requires converting my physical attributes to the extreme, then splitting off half of myself into my shadow to nurture it.”

“Later, that will be the embryo for my Fate-Commanding path. It’s not quite the same as normal Fate-Commanding techniques.”

“But this key step needs certain heavenly materials. I thought I’d need more time to gather them, but today inside the Monster Room—I found the most critical main ingredient.”

“Being a corpse has its advantages. Corpse Qi is unique.”

“Being human has its benefits too. I used to think my talent was great—that even if I stayed human, I could stand at the top. But now... I’m not so sure.”

Lu Ding got it.

This was a guy who used to believe in his talent, but after comparing himself to Lu Ding—

He started doubting himself?

Lu Ding was helpless.

Of all people to compare to—you picked me?

How is that fair?

I’m literally cheating.

Even though it wasn’t his place to intervene—

Bai Hemen was a friend.

If he asked for Lu Ding’s opinion, that meant he was genuinely torn and needed guidance.

So Lu Ding said, “If possible, I’d prefer you stayed human.”

“And also—have more confidence in yourself. If even you need to question your talent, everyone else might as well not even try.”

The previously uncertain Bai Hemen, upon hearing that, made up his mind immediately.

He nodded firmly. “Yeah!”

“I’ll go into seclusion as soon as I get back.”

That was the true norm of Qi Refiner cultivation.

Long periods of secluded training.

Polishing oneself constantly, in pursuit of perfection.

Lu Ding’s path was an exception—an uncopyable one.

Because his realm advanced anytime, always perfectly, with no flaws.

Back at the training grounds—

Every student collected their completion report.

Each came to Lu Ding to say their goodbyes.

Nuomin, Gao Han, Zhu Yixuan...

No feast lasts forever.

Even if the bonds weren’t deep, farewells always carried emotion.

They all respected Lu Ding.

To them—Lu Ding was number one!!

Last was Huangfu Lingyun.

His gaze and aura were still the same—hard to describe, like someone you could never truly defeat.

He stood in front of Lu Ding.

Bai Hemen shot him a sideways glance, already wondering what nonsense he’d pull.

Then—

Huangfu Lingyun raised his hand and gave a firm thumbs-up: “Lu Ding, you’re this.”

Lu Ding smiled. This guy wasn’t as annoying as he seemed.

“But I’m not just this,” he flipped his thumb downward, “You wait. I’ll train like crazy, and when I’m strong enough—I’m coming back to challenge you.”

“And you too, Bai Hemen—don’t think you can escape. I’m warning you...”

Bai Hemen rolled up his sleeve: “You believe I won’t mess you up right now!?”

Huangfu Lingyun turned and ran like his life depended on it.

Lu Ding blinked in surprise.

“When did you learn Sichuan dialect?”