Seizing Destiny From Heavens Hands-Chapter 415: General Zhang, I’m Willing to Go to the Armory

Chapter 415: General Zhang, I’m Willing to Go to the Armory

Shen Mo was well-versed in the Dao of Alchemy and had originally intended to choose the Pill Hall first.

But suddenly, he thought of the Armory.

That logistics department rarely showed its face among the Demon-Suppressing Guards.

Even among those he knew, few had ever served in the Armory.

Shen Mo asked, “General Zhang, I know about the Formation Hall, Pill Hall, and Spirit Armament Hall—but this Armory... it seems rather mysterious.”

Zhang Longxiang slowly paced. “The Armory... houses all kinds of weaponized machinery powered by top-grade spirit stones.”

“You should know about cloud ships. The Armory contains quite a few similar devices.”

“There are also wave-cleaving battle platforms, tide-cutting battle platforms, and so on—they all fall under the Armory’s jurisdiction.”

“However, those weapons are extremely old and have long fallen into disrepair.”

“If not for the flood dragons barely managing to manufacture and repair battle platforms, the ten Demon-Suppressing Fortresses would have lost them all five hundred years ago.”

Shen Mo looked thoughtful.

Zhang Longxiang continued, “It’s said that many years ago, when the Demon-Suppressing Sea first formed, the Four Seas Dragon Palaces, the Emperor of Jing Kingdom, and the Emperor of the Ten Thousand Demon Nation once allied and promised the ten Demon-Suppressing Generals that every fifty years they would deliver battle platforms, cloud ships, and other military machines to help resist the demons.”

“But time passed, and as the years changed, the humans and monsters who once fought side by side against the demons became bitter enemies.”

This chapt𝙚r is updated by freeωebnovēl.c૦m.

“That fifty-year promise to deliver weapons, naturally, vanished with it.”

Shen Mo sighed softly.

That made sense.

Jing Kingdom and the Ten Thousand Demon Nation were now locked in bloody war, and the flood dragons of the Four Seas each had their own agenda.

Who still had the strength to build war machines and ship them across the seas to resist the demon race?

Let alone the fact that no demons had appeared on the mainland for a very long time.

As the emperors who made those ancient promises died one after another, everything eventually became just fleeting memory.

To most ordinary people, demons had become nothing more than stories used to scare children.

Naturally, no one would take such things seriously anymore.

“The Armory has always been neglected by the Demon-Suppressing Guards. Repairing the machinery is time-consuming, laborious, and extremely difficult,” Zhang Longxiang shook his head.

“Are you sure you want to go to the Armory?”

“Let me be clear. I’m moving you to the logistics division purely for your safety—but I can’t guarantee you’ll keep earning war merit.”

“Compared to the front lines, logistics obviously makes it much harder to earn merit, and your cultivation growth will slow.”

“Your position is special. You could easily choose the Pill Hall, Formation Hall, or Spirit Armament Hall—those are the real cushy jobs.”

Zhang Longxiang spoke with complete sincerity.

He genuinely wanted Shen Mo to survive.

In the future, Shen Mo could become a living detector—helping Xuanwu Fortress identify Demon-Suppressing Guards parasitized by demons.

That would greatly reduce the risk of the fortress being breached from within.

Whether Shen Mo could earn merit or cultivate properly in logistics wasn’t something Zhang Longxiang could consider.

Shen Mo replied earnestly, “General Zhang, I’m willing to go to the Armory.”

He was absolutely willing.

There was a fortuitous opportunity from Lin Dongtian hidden there—an ancient manual on constructing massive machinery.

With his level of comprehension, he could master it easily.

In the future, he’d be able to build war machines—and earn merit while practically lying down.

That was far better than risking his life on the front lines.

Zhang Longxiang gave a helpless look. “Alright, then go.”

“The Armory is short-staffed anyway. Wang Xing’an has asked me for more men several times already.”

Shen Mo nodded.

Wang Xing’an was one of Zhang Longxiang’s ten commanders, responsible for overseeing logistics.

Due to the Armory’s importance, it was directly managed by Wang Xing’an, with no centurion acting as an intermediary.

Zhang Longxiang thought for a moment. “Alright. Ask Shi Dingyue and the rest of your squad if they’re willing to go to the Armory with you. Anyone willing can go.”

“If they’re unwilling, I won’t force them.”

“Ning Tianying will escort you there.”

Shen Mo nodded. “Thank you, General Zhang.”

With that, he turned and left.

Zhang Longxiang watched Shen Mo’s back thoughtfully.

"Armory…"

"If he has any talent in repairing or crafting military equipment, that would be ideal. But even if he doesn't, it doesn't matter."

"His true value is in ensuring that no demons appear within the fortress."

"That alone is enough."

Zhang Longxiang gave a slight nod, returned to his desk, and continued handling documents.

…

Inside the tent of Shi Dingyue's squad.

After hearing Shen Mo’s explanation, Shi Dingyue, Li Heitan, and the others were all quite shocked.

Shi Dingyue looked at Shen Mo in surprise. “I didn’t expect you to be cultivating such a strange technique. No wonder you discovered that Lin Yuanxin was actually a demon in disguise.”

Zhao Xin spoke with concern. “But Brother Shen, you’re really going to the Armory? That place might be safe, but earning war merit there is way too slow.”

Sun Kong agreed. “Exactly. I heard those machines are practically all falling apart. Commander Wang Xing’an has been trying to trick people into going there for ages, but barely any Demon-Suppressing Guards have agreed.”

Li Heitan shook his head. “Safety comes first. War merit is secondary.”

“Brother Shen, I’ll go with you! I’ve loved tinkering with machines since I was a kid!”

Zhao Xin and Sun Kong didn’t understand and tried to talk Li Heitan out of it.

But Li Heitan was stubborn, and in the end, insisted on following Shen Mo to the Armory.

Shen Mo smiled and nodded. “Alright. Centurion Ning will be coming tomorrow to take us there.”

That night, the six of them sat down for a hearty meal, drank till they were fully drunk, and shared laughs about the good times they’d had recently.

The next day.

Ning Tianying arrived as promised.

Only Li Heitan was willing to go to the Armory—something that didn’t surprise her.

After all, the Armory was indeed not a good place to earn war merit.

War merit was the currency of the Demon-Suppressing Fortress.

Unless someone was planning to just coast through their days doing nothing, any Demon-Suppressing Guard with ambition wouldn’t willingly go to the Armory.

“Let’s go. I’ll take you to the Armory.” Ning Tianying waved and signaled the two to follow her.

Shen Mo nodded.

The two of them waved goodbye to Shi Dingyue and the others, then followed Ning Tianying toward the Armory.

…

Xuanwu Fortress was vast.

From south to north were ten military camps, each overseen by one of Xuanwu Fortress’s ten commanders.

Zhong Baisheng’s camp was located at the southernmost part.

The Armory, on the other hand, was located at the far north.

As for the more important Formation Hall, Pill Hall, and Spirit Armament Hall, they were all situated at the fortress’s center.

Originally, the Armory had also been at the center.

But as the machinery within gradually fell into disrepair and fewer people were capable of maintaining them, the Armory had to be relocated to the fortress’s edge.

After all, the Armory was filled with large-scale equipment—too bulky and space-consuming to remain in the central zones.

The group walked for half an hour and finally arrived at the northern edge of the fortress—at the Armory.

Just as expected, the place was desolate and bleak.

Completely incomparable to the bustling Pill Hall.

Even the gate at the Armory’s entrance was covered in rust.

It took a great deal of effort just to push it open.

There were weeds growing all around the entrance as well—clearly, few people ever came here.

By right, the entrance should have been guarded.

But now, not a single person stood watch.

Ning Tianying raised an eyebrow, then shook her head with a sigh. “Commander Wang, the Armory has new recruits!”

Within the silent Armory, a voice suddenly rang out like muffled thunder.

The next moment, a massive figure leaped out from inside, jumped over the gate, and landed heavily in front of the three.

The man was fat and burly, heavy as a hill.

His belly looked like a giant pillow.

His face was unkempt with a scruffy beard and disheveled hair—completely unlike what one would expect from someone ranked just below the generals, one of the ten commanders of the fortress.

This was Wang Xing’an, direct overseer of the Armory—secretly nicknamed “Commander Fatbelly.”

====================================================================================

Get access to 20 chapters in advance and enjoy 2 daily updates by supporting the series. Available on Patreon: /Alex_Cruise or Ko-fi: https://ko-fi.com/anish_44