The sudden heavy snowfall continued for several days, as if it was about to completely bury the world.

Looking south from the old house in the middle of the mountain, the eyes were full of snow white, and everything that happened a few days ago was covered by heavy snow, as if it had never happened.

In the master bedroom of the old mansion, a large iron ball is floating in it, and it has been here for more than ten minutes.

The inside of the iron ball was layered on top of each other, a total of four layers, and Charles was lying on the innermost layer, biting a piece of steel, convulsing all over his body, and screaming non-stop.

This is the silent training chamber that Mebis made for Charles, and no matter what he howls inside, it can't alarm anyone.

Every morning at four o'clock in the morning, Charles's cultivation begins.

Starting from the extreme breath, after two hours of internal force training, it is an intensive surgery for the nerves.

Today's nerve enhancement surgery has been going on for more than ten minutes.

The other night, after Mebis carried out an unmanned driving and personally controlled the internal force, he found that even he could not advance the power to the theoretical maximum.

In addition to the incomplete collection of some data, the most important thing is the overestimation of the applicability of the nerve strength, which should be able to be called on when calculating, but cannot be sensed.

In short, it is the strengthening of the nerves, which is not complete enough.

Now that I think about it, this deviation in accuracy may have been wrong in Xu Jun's memory from the beginning.

So from that day on, Mebis advised Charles to extend the duration of the operation.

Charles himself understands the necessity of this kind of surgery, which strengthens the perception and control of energy, which can effectively increase the strength of the force field of internal forces.

With his current internal strength of less than three hundred revolutions, facing a general above level five like the masked old woman is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

Now the masked old woman seems to have included him in the list of preferring to catch mistakes rather than let go, even if it is to save his life for more chances, he has to increase the strength of his internal force.

Well, that's what he thought at first.

When he knew that the operation had been extended by five times, a full fifteen minutes, he immediately regretted it.

He just sent himself into the hands of the old woman, tortured by her, and let her ravage, and she was not capable of making such pain.

Fifteen minutes seemed like fifteen centuries to him, and every second was so difficult.

Finally survived today's surgery, and when Charles was released from the silent pod by Mebis, he was already sweating profusely, like he had been fished out of the water.

I thought that after a period of surgery, he would become more and more accustomed to the pain, but it turned out that it should have hurt and how much it hurt.

After a little washing, Charles finally regained his appearance, but his face was still very ugly.

Ezek had just returned from sword practice, and as soon as he went up to the second floor, he bumped into Charles who pushed the door out.

Looking at Charles's weak and frivolous appearance, his brows twitched unconsciously, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he stopped talking.

"Good morning, Ezek. ”

Charles was now in the time of a paralyzed sage, and he couldn't even say hello.

"It's not too early Charles, you... You have to take care of your body. Your body will not be able to bear it every day. ”

The corners of Ezek's mouth twitched, and he finally couldn't help but remind him.

"yes, fifteen minutes at a time, I also feel a little overwhelmed - eh? You misunderstood, I'm here, not that..."

Charles came back to his senses, waved his hand again and again, and stepped forward to explain.

Who knew that when Azek saw his two big hands stretched out towards him, his face turned green with fright, and he subconsciously took half a step back:

"Hey, did you wash your hands?"

Looking at Ezek's frightened appearance, a green tendon finally climbed on Charles's forehead:

"Are you serious about taking a half-step back—"

"Ahh

Cecilia had also finished her stick practice at this time, and was about to go back to the house to repair, but as soon as she entered, she saw Charles beating Ezek.

Seeing Charles pressing Azek to the ground, he was reaching out to pull half of his intact face, trying to make him symmetrical.

"Don't!"

Listening to Ezek's terrified cry, Cecilia finally couldn't help but stomp her foot and shouted:

"Stop, don't fight anymore!"

...

After teaching Ezek, Charles finally felt much more comfortable, although his face was still a little pale, but his scalp was finally not numb.

It has been a few days since they entered the camp, and the five people living in the old mansion have formed a tacit understanding, and after their respective cultivation and care, they will gather under the big tree in the courtyard, and everyone will set off together to eat in the canteen of the camp.

I just don't know why, it took a long time for Ezek to take a shower, and it was a little late.

When the five of them came to the cafeteria, they happened to bump into the end of the training of the soldiers of each team, and the originally empty and deserted canteen suddenly became much more lively than usual.

The canteen in the alien camp is not comparable to the conditions of the Praetorian Guard.

The humble canteen was converted from a crude fortification and was built on the basement floor of the company barracks.

It is connected to several above-ground barracks at the same time, and can accommodate about two or three hundred people at a time.

In a corner of the canteen, where the walls and ceiling were blackened by smoke, connected to the barracks that had been burned a few days earlier.

Although it is the peak dining season, there are still many locations in the canteen, and the five of them randomly found a long table to sit down, which is closer to the rice window, which is convenient for the two big stomachs to frequently fill the meal.

Charles and Hawke both eat a lot of food, and both of them have to make two portions of food at a time, and they often have to run several times after a meal.

"Look, that's the new rice bucket. ”

It was a broad-faced man who had eaten his fill and was sitting not far from Charles's table, picking his teeth.

Around that table sat more than a dozen soldiers of his size, all of whom laughed out loud when they heard this.

"I heard that it was the relationship between the former battalion deputy ......"

"I heard that I was playing with a hammer, and I was afraid that the heavy army would rush to the front line, so I hugged Rhea's thigh and entered the ...... of the god army."

"This kind of person is also worthy of being a guardian?

......

Their voices were loud, and they were clearly not afraid to be heard at all by the table.

Hearing this, Charles raised his head from the rice bowl and glanced there, but saw a defiant look:

"Why, can't tell?"

Ezek sat far away from Charles, and when he saw him raise his head, his eyebrows twisted into an impatient curve, and he quickly turned back to carefully identify the dress and weapons of the people at the table.

He was careful, and after a few days in the camp, he spent his time following Instructor Max, and several waves of people in the camp could roughly recognize him.

The person who spoke at the head had a special face, a large face and small facial features, which was quite easy to recognize.

Ezek lowered his voice and said to Charles:

"The deputy of the Finn group of the short team, called Kata, a ninth-level warrior, is a sword-wielder. ”

Charles frowned slightly, then lowered his head and dug two mouthfuls of food.

I thought about ignoring these veterans, but who knows, this Kata doesn't plan to let him go:

"I've eaten a meal for seven or eight people, right? I just don't know if I can use it for seven or eight people?"