Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer

Sam looked at all the commanders with a calm expression, there is a mocking glint in his eyes that is constantly reminding them what their stupidity has cost them.

At this moment there are two regiment commanders and the rest of them are all battalion commanders that are stationed nearby, only they can move between their posts and this place in minutes.

One regiment commander couldn't stand the mocking look of Sam and yelled at him after slamming the table.

"Sam, is this the investigation you have done? Because of you, we have lost so many soldiers, even if we execute you it would not be enough punishment."

Sam raised an eyebrow and looked at him with amusement, the regiment commander looked at the other regiment commanders and some battalion commanders and starting giving signals and soon everyone is blaming Sam for their stupid loss.

Actually, Sam understood why they are doing this, he could guess what happened at their stations, the mutants must have slaughtered the people sent and the little damage they managed to do was the credit of the element of surprise and the grenades.

So many soldiers and the special division members must have died.

As they tried to push their blame on Sam one by one, they became more confident since Sam is not saying anything and even the general is silent.

They just went on talking and talking as if this is the last day of their lives and they wouldn't get another chance to talk again.

But soon, the silence of those two people made it hard for them to speak after some time. They became mute and that to the point that they felt like they would die if they let another word out.

Sam smirked and said.

"You know better, than anyone whether I gave you the information properly or not. You know better than anyone on the camp whether I did a proper investigation and you know better than anyone who is responsible for their deaths.

More than one thousand men died while killing a hundred mutants, not so bad, right General?"

As soon as he finished his words, the regiment commander who first started the blaming game stood up and pointed his finger at him as he yelled.

"I WILL KILL YOU FOR LYING IN FRONT OF ALL OF US. Trying to twist your words again." He still wanted to blame Sam and use him as a scapegoat.

Sam's voice became a tad bit colder and said.

"What do you have that gives you so much confidence that you can kill me? Do you think you are the first Transcendent cultivator that threatened to kill me? And do you think you will be the first to attempt that?

I probably killed more Transcendent cultivators than you ever faced.

If I were, I would shut the fuck up and take my seat, before I decide to kill you."

"How dare you threaten a superior?" He still wanted to persist and even aura raged.

Sam didn't even back down from the pressure, he looked at him coldly and said.

"Come on, make a move and see what happens. Not even your bones will remain when I am done with you. You would wish you never came out of your mother's womb and you will pray to the high heavens that you wish you never even met me."

For some reason, the regiment commander felt chills. He has a feeling that he would die if he really continued to speak. As he was about to overcome and try to speak again, he felt an enormous amount of killing intent.

Sam's body is emitting a killing intent they never ever felt, They could almost smell blood in the air. The regiment commander, the general, Yodha everyone looked at him as if he was a death god.

The controlled and conquered bloodlust in that killing intent made them shudder in fear. The killing intent is a refined thing, except for the apex predators in the wild, the normal people can only get that by relentless killing. To develop an intent of that scale, one needs to kill armies of people.

Sam looked at the General and spoke.

"I have been nothing but supportive and loyal to my duty as a soldier. I am not a man from here. I came from far away. There my position is different, my status is different, but I still worked as a soldier since I took the job.

But don't think that I am some soft persimmon just because I don't have a background. Since the day I came to this world, I never had a background. I climbed up one step at a time building those steps with my hands.

If you really think you can get away with blaming me after you relentlessly ignored my advice and even the plans I offered as a normal soldier, you are wrong. I had no interest in building and climbing my way up here, but now you created one for me.

If you want to send the rest of the soldiers to their doom, by all means, do it. But don't blame me once again that I didn't warn you. Every time you send a batch of soldiers, they will drink their blood and grow stronger until they reach the limit and at last, they will go berserk,

But by that time, they will reach the camp and kill every single Nascent cultivator.

And if you put blame on me once again, while they slaughter you guys from outside, I will be slaughtering them from inside, trust me, I will be faster than them and by the time they reached the gate of the camp, nothing would be left of the camp.

So, if you want to be safe and have any single ounce of a chance to win, then don't bother me.

And if you want me to go and kill them. Fat chance, all the credits, and honor you gave me mean nothing to me at this point. If you want something from me, you have to buy it from me. I will stay here till tomorrow morning."

With that, he left the room. The general didn't speak to him at all.

Sam is really pissed off when they threw dirt at him.

Anyway, this is what he wanted, although not this intense, he still wanted this friction and outburst.

Now, all he has to do is wait. Wait for the battle reports of the remaining two places to reach, wait for the general and the commanders to confront the special division members who fled from the battlefield.

Think so hard and despair at the end to come to him.

Sam relaxed in his tent, waiting for the news and the news came.

The next day, he was called for another meeting, This time, only General and Yodha were present. The regiment commanders and the rest of the battalion commanders were gone.

"What do you want?" Sam asked.

"Take a look." Yodha gave the battle report.

Sam looked at it and said with a chuckle.

"Casualties are a lot less than I thought."

"This is no funny matter," Yodha said coldly. His voice has a bit of anger hidden within. He was frustrated.

General gave Yodha a gesture and said to Sam.

"Yodha said you have a way to get rid of this situation. They started marching right at the dawn and from the looks of it they are stronger than before."

"I already said, that if you want something you have to buy it. I wouldn't do anything for free."

"It is your duty as a soldier."

"And I did it extremely well and you are the ones who lost the right to enjoy the results of my duty."

"What do you want?"

"What can you give?"

"I don't have time to bicker with you. I am only talking to you nicely because you are a man of talent. Otherwise what you are doing is considered treason."

"You are not the first Consummate realm expert to threaten me either, Sir. But here I am standing.

I will solve the problem of the current station as a gift for you. After you see it, you decide whether you want to talk business or not. The price will depend on the task you want me to accomplish.

But first, make the deputy commander of this place.

I will be waiting for the announcement and my subordinates to report to me."

With that Sam left and went back to his room.

For the next hour, the whole camp is in turmoil, the next batch of forces that were supposed to be sent to halt the mutants was stopped and the announcement was made that Sam is the new battalion commander and he would take charge for the next battle.

The soldiers were stunned, but many of them were not exactly glad. Particularly, the special division members. But Sam didn't care and they didn't dare to push their luck and all the commanders assembled in the tent.