Time flies, and half a year passes quietly.

In the training room, a sturdy and tall figure was holding a square piece of iron taller than a person to make a lifting motion, the muscles of the whole body were rhythmic with the movement, and the lifting action was also terrifyingly fast, in his hands, as if the boulder was air.

This figure is Wilder, compared with half a year ago, Wilder's whole temperament has changed slightly, becoming more introverted, his eyes are sharp and deep, and the ambition hidden in them is completely concealed under this depth.

This half year has been fulfilling and rewarding for WILD and Wild, as evidenced by the fact that his body is getting stronger day by day.

Strength, speed, bursts, jumps, rise up at a terrifying speed with targeted and planned training.

And the reaction, actual combat experience and combat skills have also been harvested in this half year, and the prisoners of lv4 have been picked by Wilder one by one in this half year, and Wilder has also made a name for himself with his strength in this advancing city, especially in the scorching hell.

The prisoners called him "the devil's lieutenant." "The deputy chief means the deputy chief of the jailer, and the demon, as it literally sounds, has left a shadow in the hearts of the prisoners.

In addition to these, there is also an unexpected gain that Magellan values him more and more, after all, Wilder can now rank third in Advance City.

Of course, this third does not include prisoners, and although it is the third, it is still a long way from the second first.

The first is, of course, Magellan, and the second who else but Hiryu of the rain can be?

Speaking of which, in fact, Satie Jr. can also be tied for third place with Wild, although Satie Jr.'s performance in the original book is not very good, but that's because the opponent is too strong, and it looks mediocre in comparison.

The development of the swamp was shelved by Wild Wild after a strange discovery of the body half a year ago, and he turned to physical training with all his might.

His body... There is a problem.

The fall six months ago made Wild feel like ...... For a moment, the soul wanted to rush out of the body.

Wilder didn't know if it was a side effect of soul fusion, but it was a fitting feeling.

And from that day on, Wild felt that his body was beginning to be unable to fully control himself, and there was a sense of obscurity between actions.

But physical problems didn't stop Wild Flavors' plans, and improving physical fitness was a top priority.

Wild and Wild gradually strengthened his body after training day after day, and at the same time, he also began to train with a finger gun and a moon step.

In addition to the necessary physical fitness, the most important thing for each of the six forms of training is that the control of the body must reach a very fine level.

In the process of training to control his body, Wild Wild gradually found that his control of his body was back, and he was more sophisticated than before.

It was from that time that Wild Wild clearly realized that something was wrong with his body.

It's not a bad thing, on the contrary, it has brought great help to his training, and the feeling of precise control of his body has deepened day by day, and it didn't take long for Wild and Wild to fully master it under the perverted bonus of body control.

Of course, because his body was not strong enough to support the six forms, Wild Wild could not play better at that time.

Therefore, after removing the time to learn the six forms, the remaining five months were fully devoted to the strengthening of physical fitness.

Now, Wild Wild doesn't know how far his physical fitness has reached, but he doesn't think it's too weak.

Yes, it refers to physical fitness alone, not strength, Wild and Wild can now lift eight thousand pounds, even the limit is very terrifying, this is the efficient growth brought about by the change in the body.

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"Shave!" Wild's body disappeared in place, appearing in mid-air in the blink of an eye.

"Moonwalk!"

"Bang bang bang!" The dull sound of stepping into the air sounded, and Wild's feet trampled on the air, his body tossing and turning in the air, moving back and forth.

"Finger gun!" The body quickly fell from the control, and the right hand was clawed into the ground.

"Poof!" The five fingers disappeared in an instant, and there were five more circular holes in the ground that were ten centimeters deep.

Wilde stood up calmly and wiped his fingers with a hand cloth.

In addition to the moon step and finger gun that he originally got from Tolpod, Wild unknowingly learned another style in the process of practicing moon walking—shaving.

There is an equal relationship between the two themselves, and ironically, Wild first learned to shave before learning to walk the moon.

After another round of training, Wild walked out of the training room.

The assimilation work was almost complete, and as the number of uses of the swamp assimilation technique increased, the speed at which Wild assimilated the swamp sped up considerably, even though it was only five minutes a day for assimilation, and it was now time to complete it.

But there's a big drama before that.

"Lord Filst, Jailer." As he walked back to his office, a jailer was standing in the doorway waiting, and when he saw Wilde approaching, he hurriedly saluted.

In the past six months, Wild's image has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, not only in the eyes of the prisoners, but also in the eyes of the jailers.

The cold-blooded and ruthless methods have made many jailers fearful.

"What's the matter?" With a smile on his calm face, I don't know if it's because of the stronger body control, Wild has learned the essence of acting skills in the past six months, and often appears in front of everyone with a friendly and approachable image.

It's a pity that the whole prison knows who he was when he was real.

"Mai... Mistress Magellan asked Mistress Feltt to come over. The jailer replied with a trembling smile at Wild's face.

"I see, thank you." Wilsted patted the jailer on the shoulder, and Hexi's smile remained the same.

"Heh... Hehe... No, it's not bitter at all! His face stiffened, but the jailer's heart seemed to fall into the abyss for a moment.

It's over! Mistress Filst must be unhappy with me!! Am I not doing well enough in something!? Ahhh I'm going to die! I'm going to die! I'm being targeted!

Wild's idea of going back to the office, unaware of the jailer's thoughts, changed and turned and walked in the direction of Magellan's office.

After turning around, I came to the door of the office of Director Magellan.

"Director Magellan, you called me?" Knocking on them, Wild stood in the doorway and said.

"It's Felt, come in." A slightly harsh voice came from the office.

Wilde opened the door and walked inside.

"Hmm~ Fairst." In the room, little Sadie sat in a chair, her legs raised high, and placed it on Magellan's desk, indifferent to Magellan's somewhat darkened face on the side, and licked the corners of his mouth when he saw Wild come in.