Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer-Novel

When Yodha repeated Sam’s words and wanted to discuss things with them on how to improve quickly, he was met with resistance and reluctance from the special divisions as they were not ready to accept such insulting comments from someone who they never saw or heard of.

When the lightning division people asked Arman about him, all he replied are a few words.

"He is my Boss."

From this, they knew that he might be someone competent because even though these twenty-five people didn’t fight against Arman, he has defeated quite a few people in the camp and almost destroyed every other elite other than these twenty-five people.

Sam knew something like this would happen. These soldiers are fed with some bullshit all saying that they are so elite and strong and they did prove to be the elites in some battles, but thinking that they are the only elites there is, that is utter bullshit.

He might not be able to beat them with a single strike, but nobody would get past the second strike and even if they did, they would they didn’t do that.

He wanted to leave the place but was blocked by these people.

Sam looked at Yodha and said.

"I don’t have the patience to deal with this. Ask them to let me go."

The leader of the fire division said from the group.

"You are not going anywhere unless you justify yourselves."

"I have never seen a bunch of soldiers that worry about their fragile so much than they care about the upcoming war and that too when they were told that they are facing an enemy that is stronger than all the enemies they faced combined."

Sam replied in a sarcastic manner.

"Hmph, what do you know, you are just a rookie who is so full of himself just after getting some minor accomplishments, you should never spew words that you couldn’t take the responsibility of."

Sam didn’t bother with him and said to Yodha.

"I am really tired off of your soldiers, that I am not sure I will hold back if I am fighting them. And I don’t think it is a good choice if I did that as they wouldn’t be able to heal their fragile hearts before they face the blood mutants.

At least in their current situation, they might be able to last some time and do some damage if they are to sacrifice themselves.

But from their words, they are too prideful to die on the battlefield and too pompous to think on their feet. The Blood mutants will feed on them like a lion feeds on a deer.

Show them the video and let all of them see it, even after that they still want to trouble me, you can find me. But trust me, I won’t hold back at all. Not even for a single second."

Sam went back to his barrack after leaving his words once again.

With Yodha around there is no way they would talk. All they could do is endure it in silence.

"I will show a video of how these new enemies, I want all of you to see and estimate your own strengths. We need to think of a new way to see what we can do against them."

With that Yodha took out the crystal tablets and the crystals. The videos went through all the people in charge of the divisions.

After watching the video, they have extremely different expressions and thoughts.

The people who are known to be battle maniacs are excited, the people who have a clear estimation of their own strength felt cold sweat all over their bodies. But most of them are still extremely delusional.

Yodha couldn’t help but shake his head in disappointment and sent a message back to the General. He then went to Sam’s barracks.

He is a bit frustrated and worried. He didn’t expect that enemy would have such a big card under their sleeves and it seems to be an extremely difficult one too.

When he entered the room, he sat down on the other end of the bed and said.

"Do you have some wine?"

Sam smiled and took out the crystal bamboo jars and gave one to Yodha.

"What’s the matter? Did you come to a consensus yet?" Sam asked as Yodha chugged the jar of wine and finished half of it in a single gulp.

"Consensus? With them? They are some prideful dickheads. I haven’t been this pressured in a long time. This might as well be the price to pay for me being the youngest battalion commander."

"Are you complaining or are you bragging?"

Yodha chuckled and asked.

"Do you have any ideas?"

"Why are you asking me?"

"Of course, who should I ask? You are the only calm one at the whole camp. Even the general is nervous."

"Of course, I would be calm. What is the point of me being nervous? To be frank, I am not even from this empire."

"Now you are. Alright. The first batch of goods from our factory are already coming here. You are about to receive the first share of your profits."

"That would be great, it has been a long time since I have seen any income of my own. How much am I earning?"

"Around two million."

"Two million? Seems like the general is impressed by it so much."

"Of course. But they are not too many. He will buy more in the middle of a war. The production is still going on."

"I am sure he will and he will order them so many that the production will not meet the demand."

"How do you know that?" Yodha was surprised at how sure Sam is.

"When the blood mutants meet the special division on the first day of the war, they will lose so badly that half of them would die while the other half will flee. After that all he could think of a weapon of destruction that has no control like this grenade and he will throw them at bulks that it would not see the friend or foe.

You have seen them active one by one. But the destruction they carry if they are too many is not something you could fathom.

But what they will realize later is that these grenades are not much help to them. They might kill a couple of hundred of the mutants but after that couple of hundred deaths, they will see to avoid it.

I know it is hard to contain the explosion and they will know too, but it is easy to avoid it once they knew that they can avoid it, it would be very easy for them.

Unless you want to break the rules and kill them all with a stronger cultivator, then this war is your loss."

Yodha didn’t show any expression and said.

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because it is showing Yodha. Your soldiers might deny it or even the general might think he has a chance just to fool himself to be confident. And from the letter I sent, you might believe that they will only stay in the forest and the border.

The forest is indeed an advantageous point, but it is small, you must have forgotten it. It can barely maintain an ambush of five hundred people. What do you think the rest of the four thousand and so people would do?

Do you think they will stay like that?

The transcendent cultivator that made them, do you know what I saw in his eyes?

Hunger. He is hungry for achievement. Those of the eyes of a man who is tirelessly working for so much time and waiting to reap the results of his hard work. At least that is what I thought so.

According to my estimation, if there is any chance that they knew that the special divisions are here, they will send the mutants right at their faces. The straight path between the base and the forest that was never crossed by the rubrum empire will be crossed now and they will march with these savage soldiers to take the lives and get their glory.

I hope you are prepared for that."

Yodha became sober. He knew that the enemies are superior, even he had a faint hope in his heart. He was also blindly trusting towards the information Sam has given that these people will be stationed in the forest and they still have the upper hand. But now, he understood that the situation is serious than he thought.

"Why are you so calm?" Yodha asked once again.

"I already told you. I am not from this empire to worry."

"But you would be dead if we lose the war. There is a high chance, no matter what means you have on you."

"There is no one in the empire that could kill me. The only one who came close is the guardian and that too because he has space element. But he missed the golden chance and if it happens again, I have more than half a dozen ways to get away."

"Do you have any way to deal with this situation?"

"Of course, I do."

Yodha stood up abruptly and pointed his finger at him as he yelled.

"Why didn’t say anything?"

"There are two reasons, first one is that you never asked and the second one is that the commanders wouldn’t believe me."

Yodha’s finger is shaking in anger and he almost wants to beat the crap out of him.