Apocalypse: the Most Ruthless Person

Ju Mumio frowned after hearing Zhang Su’s arrangement, her sword-like eyebrows twitched slightly as she shook her head slowly, then spoke a few words.

"Uh... Brother Zhang, Xiaojuzi said that she hasn’t really learned well enough to teach everyone."

Yi Xiaoling translated with an awkward but polite smile. She had promised the request on this side, only for her own companion to directly refuse it, creating a stark contrast, showing a lack of understanding of social grace.

Zhang Su shook his head with a peculiar expression, saying, "The camp’s development relies on everyone working together. Each person must contribute their strengths to provide value. I was responsible for the previous training, but I don’t have much left to teach. Your fighting style is completely different from mine, and there are many things we can learn from it. So you must show some real skills to teach us; that’s the value you can create."

His words were very direct, sounding impolite, but they also acknowledged Ju Mumio’s abilities. It was made clear that if she wanted to stay, she needed to show her real skills.

Ju Mumio locked her brows, set down her bowl and spoon, and spoke a few words unhurriedly.

"Xiaojuzi says she can also grow plants and can help me with the vegetable garden."

Yi Xiaoling’s expression became even more awkward. If she could, she’d rather agree on Ju Mumio’s behalf.

"Everyone in the camp can grow vegetables, but if those of us with strong combat abilities stay in the camp to garden, who will gather resources from outside? Who will kill zombies and resist enemies? Your strength is in fighting, and you should leverage your speciality instead of holding back."

Zhang Su felt frustrated that this person became unresponsive after entering the camp. Did they think everything would be fine after joining the camp?

His emotions worked up, naturally raising the pitch of his voice, attracting the attention of some people nearby, who quickly glanced over before hurrying back to their tasks...

Ju Mumio remained calm. After listening to Zhang Su, she thought for a moment and then responded.

"Xiaojuzi says she can go out with you all to kill zombies and gather resources, and can fight off enemies when they come." Yi Xiaoling was speechless, just translating, unable to persuade Ju Mumio on this occasion.

Zhang Su shook his head, saying, "Even the strongest individual faces times when they can’t support themselves alone. What I need is everyone growing together. You should understand this principle!"

Ju Mumio furrowed her brows even tighter, contemplated briefly, then set down her bowl and chopsticks, looking at Yi Xiaoling as she spoke two sentences.

Yi Xiaoling, after listening, didn’t immediately translate for Zhang Su, and instead frowned as well.

Zhang Su, sitting on the side and not understanding the conversation, could still guess the general idea, watching the two without revealing his thoughts.

Yi Xiaoling pursed her lips, reached out to hold Ju Mumio’s hand, and shook her head slightly, seemingly advising her not to go through with it.

Ju Mumio sighed, grabbed Yi Xiaoling’s hand, and stood up to leave.

"No, no, Xiaojuzi, that’s not right..."

Yi Xiaoling was somewhat resistant to Ju Mumio’s actions.

Not only Yi Xiaoling, Ju Mumio’s actions also made Zhang Su quite annoyed. He stood up, addressing Ju Mumio’s back, "I’m only giving you one chance to be capricious, just this once, not again!"

Ju Mumio paused, pondering for about two or three seconds, shrugged, and continued walking toward the main door.

"Brother Zhang, don’t be angry, don’t be angry..."

Yi Xiaoling, being pulled by Ju Mumio with one hand, used her other hand to gesture frantically at Zhang Su, making exaggerated facial expressions as though saying, don’t worry, I’ll think of a plan!

Whoosh.

The restaurant door was pushed open, a cold gust of wind flooded into the dining area. After Ju Mumio and Yi Xiaoling left, there was a brief silence inside.

After about ten seconds, Lu Yubo spoke up, "Damn, still dares to show attitude, really thinks of herself as something special, not giving face means face undeserved. Brother Su, I’ll kill her!"

"Hey, don’t be reckless, if things didn’t settle continue negotiating, I think that Yi girl will help us."

Someone immediately stood up to dissuade Lu Yubo, explaining that entering the camp meant no longer being an enemy, thus resorting to violence was unacceptable...

"Brother Su, what were you discussing just now?"

Qi Xiaoshuai asked curiously.

Zhang Su, who initially wore a stern expression, eased up after Ju Mumio left, spreading his eyebrows as if nothing had happened, waved at everyone, then took out a cigarette and sat in Yi Xiaoling’s previous spot, speaking slowly.

"Ju Mumio inherits the Ju Clan Martial Arts, with very strong close combat abilities. Don’t be fooled by her being female; her true combat capability is no less than world-class. I was negotiating with her to make her our new trainer, to teach us her fighting techniques, but she refused."

Zhang Su is by no means unwilling to acknowledge others’ excellence; he is particularly willing to acknowledge it and hopes to pass this excellence on to everyone.

No one doubted Zhang Su’s judgment, because he never exaggerated, and every inference was well-reasoned.

"Damn it, not eager to learn, so what if it’s Japanese crap, not a big deal, next time I’ll meet her, I’ll slash her!"

Nobody else spoke; only Lu Yubo remained visibly disgruntled, still angered by losing to a woman.

"Actually, I think in today’s world, as long as there’s a way to make me stronger, it doesn’t matter whether it’s from Japan or Korea."

"Yeah, I think the same. Xiaolu, don’t act too rashly; drawing on strengths from various sources is the way to go."

Compared to Lu Yubo, others had a stronger survival instinct than a sense of pride.

"Ju Mumio’s martial art might not necessarily belong to Japan!"

In the corner, Yuwen, having both dinner and jotting down notes, put down his pen upon hearing the debate, took off his glasses, and said slowly.

"The Ju Clan, a major family in the Heian era of Japan, originates in the 7th century. There’s a very detailed aspect; I once read a historical book about the early biography of the Ju Clan in Japan, showing a significant connection to the Envoys to Tang, so Xiaolu, you got it wrong!"

"Huh?" Lu Yubo was still unclear what Yuwen meant, wondering why it concerned himself, muddled and asking, "What did I get wrong?"

"Are you dumb, still not getting it?" Wang Xin shoved Lu Yubo’s back, saying, "Do you know what Envoys to Tang means? It’s a delegation Japan sent to learn culture from the Tang Dynasty. If Ju Clan is connected to these envoys, isn’t it possible that the martial arts passed down by Ju Clan were learned from Tang?"

"So what?"

Lu Yubo asked reflexively, then upon realizing, exclaimed, "I get it, so you’re saying their family’s martial arts originally belong to Tang Dynasty, right?"

"Right, you’re really smart!"

Wang Xin praised Lu Yubo with a smiling face.

"Teacher Yu, do you also study Japanese history?"

Zhang Su looked at Yuwen in surprise. It wasn’t strange for a Chinese teacher to study history since many ancient poems and literary references are worth studying, but delving into the history of another country seemed overly dedicated, didn’t it?

"For a while, driven by interest, I found some miscellaneous books to read, including introductions to Japan’s several ancient clans, which includes the Ju Clan. My saying that the Ju Clan is closely related to the Envoys to Tang is conservative. In the Nara Era, during the eighth Japanese dispatch to the Tang Dynasty, which was the most famous, the founder elder of the Ju Clan, Ju Zhu, was among the envoys!"

"Is that true?" Zhang Su, with a face full of disbelief, said, "Old Yu, you remember even this?"

"As one ages, memory declines. The historical records mention over a hundred people crossed the sea to Tang, and I remember only around ten key figures, embarrassed to say."

As his words ended, the restaurant fell silent.

Zheng Xinyu, with a quirky expression, chuckled, saying, "Oh ho, Teacher Yu is doing some fancy talk here."

Zhao Dezhu gave repeated thumbs up, boasting to those around him about his amazing father-in-law.

"Teacher Yu means that the Ju Clan’s rise back then was inseparable from the knowledge and experiences brought from the Tang Dynasty. If that’s the case, we must get Ju Mumio to teach us, no holding back!"

Zheng Xinyu nodded in deep agreement.

Although she hadn’t gone out today, she had heard about Lu Yubo’s disastrous defeat and was highly interested in Ju Mumio’s combat techniques.

"Don’t worry, since they came to our camp, sooner or later they’ll have to show their real skills. Otherwise, you can’t just live off us!"

After Zhang Su said that, he waved his hand and mentioned, "You keep eating, I’ll go see what’s going on."

"I’ll go with you."

Zheng Xinyu wiped her mouth and stepped forward.

"No need, I’ll just go myself. Discussing things isn’t urgent, we’ll take it slow. Well then, Old Tan, where are they staying?"

Zhang Su waved it off, actually just intending to eavesdrop, bringing someone along would be a giveaway.

"Staying at Maple Leaf, the house there is the biggest."

Tan Huajun pointed towards the higher ground of the mountain.

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