In the evening, Lin Wen led most of the main officials of Changshan County to hold a funeral for the fallen warriors.

They were buried on a peak in the Taixu Mountains, which was designated by Lin Wen as the burial ground. Anyone who died for Changshan County would be buried here.

After that, Lin Wen returned to his cabin. He planned to rest early to restore his depleted vitality and to engage in necessary cultivation to clear the dust accumulated from deep contact with the physical world.

Lin Wen bathed and changed into comfortable clothes, then lay down on the bed. A ray of moonlight leaked through the hole in the roof, and the entire room had no trace of modern society except for a light bulb, creating an atmosphere that was very fitting for a cultivator.

Just as he closed his eyes and was about to delve into the system to study the feasibility of "using the Five Thunders to break the ultimate swordsmanship," an unexpected visitor barged in.

"Sheriff Lin!"

She called out.

As soon as Lin Wen heard the voice, he knew it was Yun Qingshui.

"Ah—"

Lin Wen let out a super disappointed sigh.

"Please don't disturb my cultivation..."

This sentence was spoken in a very low voice, and she didn't hear it, but the disappointment was evident. Yun Qingshui's face turned red, feeling rejected for the first time.

"Then I'll leave."

"Since you're already here."

Lin Wen sighed lightly.

"Sit down, I'm just really tired."

Yun Qingshui sat down on a small stool and said softly, "Sorry, you just finished a battle, I shouldn't have disturbed you."

Lin Wen didn't turn on the light, but lit a candle and forcibly loaded the status of Sheriff Lin, saying, "It's okay, you had to come, after all, you are a seed. If it rots and can't sprout and bloom, wouldn't it be a pity?"

Yun Qingshui's mood improved a bit, and she told Lin Wen about the difficulties she had encountered in her recent studies.

"The 'Capital' is too profound. I don't understand terms like variable capital, constant capital, labor duality, and commodity value at first glance."

But she was also having trouble understanding the two examples of its theoretical practice, similar to the biographies "The Road to Rise" and the prequel "The Birth and Fall of the Alliance."

"I really don't understand. Logically, they are both countries guided by the same theory, so why did one seize power from the countryside by relying on workers in the city, and the other won by surrounding the city from the countryside, taking completely opposite paths?"

As soon as Lin Wen heard this, he knew she didn't understand at all.

"Ah, I'll write another book for you to take back and read."

Yun Qingshui's entire face wrinkled up.

"Th-there's...more."

Her voice dragged on for a long time, sounding just like a student being assigned homework in class.

Lin Wen laughed.

He was very happy, and the gloom of being disturbed was swept away.

"Well, there are two more."

Yun Qingshui's face was as bitter as a bitter gourd, but she didn't refuse out loud.

She knew that this might be something that could change her fate.

Yun Qingshui grew up in the countryside and only liked fighting. She was straightforward and always acted boldly, earning her the titles of Flood Dragon of Lake Tai and the Heroine of Yunzhou.

She would rather be killed than read anything given to her by Lin Wen in the past.

But since her last defeat, she realized that brute force alone couldn't lead her brothers out of trouble. She needed intelligence, knowledge, an understanding of the world, and a plan for the future.

Otherwise, she would repeat her past mistakes.

So, she was determined to read with the intention of killing herself.

Unfortunately, Yun Qingshui, who only had the education level of an elementary school student, didn't like reading "Capital," which even college students didn't like to read. Their worldviews were completely different, and it was not just a matter of not understanding, it was like trying to watch square dancing from across the Milky Way.

What kept Yun Qingshui going in the face of such a huge gap was that, although she didn't understand, she could feel the sharpness of the words, the atmosphere of dominance and power, and the power of the clear and direct flag that pointed straight to the enemy's heart.

This invincible momentum attracted her, so she really wanted to keep reading.

Even if it was difficult and painful, even if it made her brain ache.

Since Lin Wen didn't have a spirit cat at the moment and couldn't perform the magical operation of writing with five pens at the same time, he had to write a part of it manually first and then give her the rest later.

"This is 'Ideology,' it is the practical application of the manifesto in 'The Birth and Fall of the Alliance.'"

"This is 'Thought,' it is the localized practical application of the manifesto in 'The Road to Rise.'"

In the candlelight, Yun Qingshui watched as Lin Wen wrote quickly, and the lines of text fell onto the clean manuscript paper, as if a strange power was being born and leaping onto the paper.

In a daze, these obscure and incomprehensible words seemed to turn into martial arts secrets, with each line of text hiding the peerless martial arts that dominated the martial arts world and unified the world.

"What if they were martial arts?"

Yun Qingshui thought dazedly.

As soon as this thought came to mind, her thoughts developed uncontrollably.

"Well... then 'Manifesto' is the general outline, 'Capital' is the inner strength, 'Ideology' is the sword technique, 'The Birth and Fall of the Alliance' is the practical swordsmanship. 'Thought' is the sword technique, 'The Road to Rise' is the practical swordsmanship."

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed.

Yun Qingshui was suddenly awake.

Terrifying dark clouds gathered from all directions in her mind like a storm.

It started pouring rain in the sky.

Her whole body trembled, and the heavy rain washed away all the confusion in her mind.

Many things that she didn't understand before suddenly became clear.

It was like a mountain covered in mud, revealing sharp edges and corners of a bluish-gray color under the scrubbing of the storm.

"I've got it!"

Yun Qingshui screamed, startling Lin Wen, who even made a mistake with his pen.

"What do you have?" Lin Wen looked at her dissatisfied.

Yun Qingshui blushed and lowered her voice.

"I, I mean, I understand."

Lin Wen asked, "What do you understand?"

Yun Qingshui explained her thoughts and the questions that had been troubling her for a long time.

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Lin Wen listened and smiled."Quite a simple understanding, then. Alright, I'll give you some real examples. That way, it'll be easier for you to get started."

Yun Qingshui nodded with a blushing face.

Lin Wen explained as he wrote, starting with "The Birth and Fall of the Alliance," encouraging her to make connections with "The Ideology."

"In the Sand Empire before World War I, despite being one of the capitalist powers, its coal production, steel output, and railway mileage were all far below those of much smaller capitalist powers. The misery of its serfs and soldiers was such that they were called the grey beasts..."

"The war fully exposed the weakness of the Sand Empire. The main creator of the Alliance, this demigod from Su Wei, keenly saw through the situation at the time. With lightning-fast actions, he swept away all the obstructers and those in power, seizing control of the government..."

"But the newborn Su Wei still faced enormous challenges: warfare, famine, hostility from all capitalist powers, the swollen race issue—each challenge was enough to bring about its utter destruction..."

"Foreign invaders, domestic White Bandits, and the opposition finally stood naked together, launching an attack on this nascent regime..."

"..."

He then discussed "The Path to Ascendancy," corresponding to "The Thoughts."

"A great upheaval not seen in three thousand years..."

"Rugged passes are like iron, and now I stride over them anew..."

"For the sake of sacrifice and lofty aspirations, daring to make the sun and moon shine in a new sky..."

"Sitting on the ground, traveling eighty thousand li a day, surveying a thousand rivers from afar..."

"The nuclear bomb is placed high atop Mount Kunlun..."

The night passed.

Dawn was breaking.

Lin Wen had just reached the last sentence.

"The song is unfinished, the east turns white."

He closed the manuscript.

"It's over."

Yun Qingshui was entranced, as if lost in a dream.