[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo":3,"chapter-chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-45":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Chat Group: My Northern Dipper Fist Will Never Lose!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2349610,4593,"Chapter 45: If You Think the Empire Is Bad, Then Change It","chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-45",45,"\u003Cp>Days passed in a flash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although they couldn’t find a “yellow octopus with a fate as swift as the wind” to be their teacher, Jia Ji had just the right candidate before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better than some demons, the professional assassin Orbeeg would train assassins—and he wouldn’t even demand a salary, ready to use immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Melad and the others had no time to even catch their breath before being appointed as teachers for Class 3-E.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s no need to explain why it’s called “Assassination Classroom” or why there’s only one class but it’s called “Class 3-E.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The current priority is to completely eliminate the drug side effects on Hei Tong and the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji wasn’t entirely clueless about this—he knew Dr. Fashion, the one who possessed the Imperial Artifact [Divine Hand: Perfect].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dreamed of creating equipment like Imperial Artifacts, chasing after what he called “fashion” by following Esdees in the future—a typical subtype of mad scientist whose artifact ability multiplies the precision of finger movements hundreds of times, ideal for crafting intricate weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was especially skilled in human modification.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you want to alleviate the side effects on Hei Tong and the others, he’s definitely the one to find.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where is he?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue-haired girl in military uniform asked eagerly, clenching her fists, knuckles cracking like popping beans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji paused, then said, “I’ll handle this. You go back to the capital, Xiao Ai.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Getting this guy to come up here won’t be easy—not to mention the strange inventions he’s developed in his lab, or how troublesome his personality is.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sending current Esdees might not even work; without [Demon’s Essence], her fashion sense might not be enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fashion, fashion—if he loves fashion so much, why doesn’t he go play soccer in Blue Prison?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The capital?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esdees made a look of clear disgust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When a person is sick, they take medicine; when society is sick, it devours people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The capital, spanning two hundred thousand square kilometers, is the nation’s largest society—and the most voracious place of all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a monster with its mouth wide open, swallowing everything, no matter how much fresh blood pours in from around the world, it’s never satisfied, never full.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless young people, along with their hopes, dreams, dignity, flesh, and lives, are buried together in that evil, ancient capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You could say the wind blowing through the capital’s streets reeks of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to that, now, with her “friends,” far from the capital, she could go wild, play, hunt, burn, and kill without restraint—how free she felt, she even didn’t want to go back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl raised an eyebrow, about to say something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jia Ji spoke first: “Even though we’ve pulled off a strike against the Empire, you’re still an imperial official by status—undiscovered, that’s an advantage…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait, are you seriously planning to overthrow the entire Empire?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esdees wasn’t stupid; she understood his meaning—he wanted her to return to the capital, rise in rank, and prepare for the future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Jia Ji’s advice that day, Esdees’s mind had gradually cooled; after careful thought, she had no idea how, or even if, a girl from the border could ever become Empress of a unified world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he joking?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fighting the whole country as an enemy sounded fun, but achieving it was a thousand, ten thousand times harder than saying it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So what if she got a few weapons?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So what if she built an “Assassination Classroom”?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Becoming the Empire’s strongest only required brute force—but to burn down the old world, mere strength wouldn’t suffice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Jia Ji, after all, was a visitor from another world—he would return someday, perhaps soon, and that day was probably just his nonsense…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m angry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing Esdees’s skeptical words, Jia Ji’s face darkened, repeating slowly, word by word, “I. Am. Really. Angry!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Esdees, do you really think it’s impossible?” Jia Ji’s tone revealed no emotion, but the girl felt he was now harder to face than ever—more unbearable than taking a punch to the body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Esdees almost couldn’t meet his gaze—that look, heavy as physical weight, tinged with faint disappointment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because she sensed, deep inside herself, a sliver of retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stood face to face, and at such close range, Jia Ji, who could faintly sense her thoughts, shook his head in deep disappointment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before her, Jia Ji opened his arms, as if embracing the entire world, and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you like that garbage city?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…No, of course not.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you think the Empire is bad, come with me and smash it to pieces.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this act of his utterly, completely enraged Esdees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After her clan was destroyed by foreign tribes, the girl, without a home, wandered the human world, hunting anything worth hunting—companionship with dangerous foes, powerful dangerous species, slaughter, death, endless battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, she walked alone onto the capital’s soil; just imagining it, you’d know the journey was no safer than a girl hunting in the forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humans were far more treacherous and vile than dangerous species.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ambushes, assassinations, poison, flattery, sycophantic manipulation—every kind of faction and scheme swarmed around her without pause, forcing her to show not a single weakness, to drop not a single guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she weren’t Esdees, her fate would’ve been to be raped to death by nobles, vanishing silently like every other vibrant young person—eternally lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she was Esdees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Esdees who had defeated and shattered it all, standing here unscathed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she became angry too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t tell me how to do it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Ji never said that—but his expression, tone, every gesture, screamed, “You should listen to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if only he was right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minutes ago, the two had been on good terms; now, their aura clashed head-on, glaring at each other, neither willing to yield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swords drawn, tension taut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if the next second they’d launch into a brutal fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rather than argue with words, they both preferred to speak with fists!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two people with utterly different pasts, principles, and lives—getting along this long was already a miracle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, it wasn’t just sparring—it was clashing ideologies, and the conflict exploded now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Power within his body condensed to an unprecedented level; in an instant, pure blue light erupted like flames blazing on his fist, Jia Ji’s fury surging as he unleashed the punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esdees admitted she’d misjudged him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This reckless man could be unexpectedly firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at the blinding blue light before her, unmoved, giving everything—her fist slammed into Jia Ji’s with full force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shrieking gale erupted from the point of impact, spreading outward in visible shockwaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUD.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one thrown backward was Esdees!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BAM! Recent plot’s been too dull, the spin-off from Zhan Chi wasn’t great—I need to deliver a world-shaking explosion! Speed up! Speed up!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glossary note: “The prince with a fate as swift as the wind” comes from Class 3-E.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Playing soccer in Blue Prison” refers to the anime Blue Lock’s character “Ant Seijuro.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1161,"2026-06-21T02:38:13.240Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c668ac80cb0bca1d31cbbf7a2dafdc64d5a0cd8f16b5f090448a319d2a7d1f5b","chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-46","chat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-chapter-44",355,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fchat-group-my-northern-dipper-fist-will-never-lo-cover.jpg"]