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nAfter Clayton left, Johnson looked at Andrew with a surprised expression.

nHe gave Andrew a thumbs up.

n“As expected of Grandmaster Thunderblade. He’s so fierce! He’s not even polite to the director!”

n“This is nothing.” Andrew snorted.

nHe had long disliked Clayton.

n“When my strength breaks through again, I’ll definitely beat up the director! I’ll let it all out!”

nAndrew was about to form his Golden Core very soon.

nAt that time, he would be a true Golden Core stage cultivator.

nBut what kind of strength was equivalent to the martial arts of this world? Andrew was not sure.

nAfter all, on this earth, he was the only person who cultivated immortality.

nHe did not even have a reference target for his own strength.

nAccording to Andrew’s estimation, it should be relatively strong.

nBut how strong was he exactly?

nHe still had to wait until he advanced to the Golden Core stage and had a real fight.

nAfter living at Stanford University for a period, Andrew knew what delicious food was available nearby.

nHe pulled Johnson and went to a restaurant at the back door of Stanford University to eat.

nWhile eating, Johnson looked at the pedestrians coming and going outside.

nAs this was the Stanford base, there were many martial artists, but the ordinary people weren’t any less.

nJohnson took a few sips of wine and said emotionally, “Back then, when I was not a martial artist, I was a university sports teacher. My father was a boxing athlete, so I learned some fighting from him.

n“Later, the spiritual energy was restored. All animals, whether it was cats, dogs, rats, or even insects, had an amazing change. In less than half a day, the city became a ruin, and countless people died.

n“Humans established bases in the wilderness and survived in groups. I obtained some opportunities, and with some fighting skills, I became a sixth-grade martial artist.

n“Then, I traversed through the wilderness and returned to my original city, only to find that there were only remnants of blood in my home. Not a single bone of my family was left.

n“Almost all my family, friends, and students have died. You can’t imagine how fragile the humans were in front of the demon beasts. They were like a piece of white paper facing the sharp claws, easily torn apart.”

nJust by listening, Andrew could imagine the miserable scene back then.

nThe humans back then were living in such difficult times!

n“At that time, in order to deal with the demon beasts, the humans had dropped three nuclear weapons. As a result, nuclear fusion caused some animals to mutate, and two Ultimate realm demon kings appeared in the demon race!”

n“At that time, the six great Holy Lands appeared. From the Red Rock Canyon, an Indian walked out, and he was the first Ultimate realm expert that the humans came into contact with.

n“He killed one peak demon and signed a contract with the other, which bought time for the humans.

n“In the next few years, the humans gradually continued to grow in strength, and only then did they have their current status.”

nAndrew seemed to be listening to a story as he ate.

nTo be honest, he really didn’t know much about this period of history.

nHe only knew about the spiritual essence recovery, but he didn’t know what exactly happened.

nAfter listening to this, Andrew felt a lot. Back then, the human race was on the brink of extinction, struggling in despair and desperately striving to find hope.

nAfter Johnson finished telling these stories, there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

nHe was a person who came from that era. All his family, friends, and students died at the hands of the demon beasts. This was also why after he became the director of the Martial Arts Bureau, he went all out to hunt the demon beasts.

nHe, Johnson, would always be enemies with the demon beasts!

nA smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

n“Andrew, do you know what my biggest dream is?”

n“What is it?”

n“My biggest dream is to one day exterminate the demon beasts and return humans to their former appearance. I can also return to school and continue to be an ordinary sports teacher.”

nAndrew smiled after hearing this. “You are now a martial artist. I’m afraid that becoming a sports teacher would be a waste of your talent.”

nHowever, Johnson didn’t joke around. He stared at Andrew.

n“I know that you have many secrets. With the strength of an eighth-grade, you can kill a peak-level demon beast! You can even fly on a sword. Your body is strong, and your strength has increased rapidly!

n“I have a feeling that you’re the hope for the future of mankind. Maybe one day, you’ll really be able to exterminate all the demon beasts!”

nBeing stared at by Johnson like this, Andrew felt a little scared.

n“Don’t give me so much pressure. My daily life is just training and killing a few more demon beasts. I don’t have such lofty ideals,” Andrew said jokingly.

n“But now I am not allowed to hunt demon beasts. If I have too much free time, I will feel uncomfortable all over.

n“If I’m really too bored one day, maybe I’ll go and fight with the peak monster kings. If I kill a few of them, I can even make them into barbecue.”

nHearing Andrew’s words, Johnson was stunned at first.

nThen, he burst into laughter.

n“Good! Kid, you’re so arrogant when you’re young. When you hunt the monster kings, bring me along to eat meat!”

nThe two of them chatted while eating.

nThis meal lasted until 11 pm.

nIn fact, during their meal, Clayton’s spiritual power had been left here, so he could hear what they were saying.

nAndrew could sense it too.

nBut Johnson was not strong enough, so he had no idea.

nWalking to the door of the restaurant, Andrew suddenly asked in a low voice, “Why does Director Clayton have such a big opinion of the six Holy Lands? Logically speaking, the six Holy Lands are also on the same side as us humans.”

nJohnson also lowered his voice and whispered into Andrew’s ear, “There’s a secret in this matter.”

n“What secret?”

nJohnson said in a low voice, “I became a grandmaster earlier, so I heard it by chance. That Indian powerhouse who walked out of the Red Rock Canyon seems to have some blood relationship with Director Clayton, and it’s a very close one.”

n“Blood relationship?”

nAndrew was stunned.

nHoly **!

nThere was such gossip.

n“How old is that Native American?”

n“He was sixty at the time, and he should be more than seventy now.”

nAndrew had a look of shock on his face. There was a difference of thirty years in age, then didn’t that mean…

nClayton actually had such a father?

nAndrew felt that there was a sudden fluctuation in the spiritual power nearby.

nIt was Clayton who was eavesdropping on their conversation.

n“This Johnson, why does he tell everyone everything?!”

nIn the office of the Martial Arts Bureau of Stanford base, Clayton’s expression didn’t look too good.

nAfter Andrew found out about this matter, with this kid’s temper, he would definitely talk about it every day to insult him.

n“Sigh, can’t you show some respect to your seniors and powerhouses?”

nClayton sighed.

nBut he really couldn’t do anything about Andrew.

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