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Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man. Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind? Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake. Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era. And the madness.

Half-step Purgatory · Khoa huyễn
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724 Chs

Section 104: Happiness Always Varies from Person to Person

Money is something no one ever finds excessive, but Malin wrote what he knew into a handbook because he saw in these soldiers glimpses of his own past experiences.

He saw soldiers willing to die for their families, the courage to fight to the death for friends, and noble officers thick-facedly seeking his decisions for the sake of their subordinates.

Therefore, he handed the handbook over to those two commanders. Malin initially did not know their ranks, but in the morning, all the soldiers and officers saluted them, their eyes filled with unmistakable respect—clearly, they were their commanders.

Of course, they later introduced themselves, and Malin learned that there was a position called political commissar, ostensibly established to boost the troops' morale.

This position often required being at the forefront, and only the bravest in a legion could don the red and black military uniform.