K-a-p-p-o, these five letters flashed in Xia Chenghao's mind more than once, and he remembered that when he first selected equipment from the arsenal, he had a special sense of intimacy when he saw these letters. But I didn't know what the meaning was at that time, and these letters that appeared again tonight would certainly cause Xia Chenghao to attach great importance to them.

If I'm not mistaken, this word or letter combination should be pronounced "Campbell", so what exactly is this Campbell? A company, or a place name? A person, or a thing?

I have never heard of it on the planet Grims, and no one has mentioned it even when it comes to Mars, and the Super Academy has all the known knowledge in this universe, but there is no information about Campbell.

If it is just a random illusion, then the handle of the laser dagger in front of me is clearly engraved with the five letters "Kappo", which is real and does not allow the slightest doubt.

There is also a new discovery, that is, it did not take up forty minutes tonight to regain vitality, and looking at the time of about thirty-six or seven minutes, can the will really control all this?

Tomorrow, tomorrow I must try this trick again to see if it works.

Since Xia Chenghao started killing the first person, all strange things began to happen one after another, first there was a restart mechanism at eight o'clock, then there was a ranging ability, then dark vision, and now there was information about Campbell running out of his mind.

What's going on here?

Even Red Moon's training couldn't achieve this effect, at least he was pretty sure that the others didn't. Mason doesn't restart after eight o'clock, and Dorne doesn't even have dark vision to see enemies lurking in the fog.

There is only Xia Chenghao in all this, just like there is only one laser knife engraved with Kappo in the entire Red Moon Base.

I remember that when I was very young, I had a unique advantage in measuring distances, but after coming to the Burning Planet, too many things made him forget his abilities.

On this boring night, Xia Chenghao began to count what made him different.

In terms of physiological functions, you can skip meals for a few days or just supplement a little; There's a strange barcode on the back of the neck, and no one knows what it means......

If you really have to count, it will take a long time to count, these children in the Red Moon Base are special enough, but none of them are special enough to Xia Chenghao, those children were successfully brainwashed after coming in, but he can completely bypass the dream implantation program designed by Red Moon One himself.

He can selectively block what others ask him to write down, and if it's something he wants to write down, he can remember it.

But there is one thing that Xia Chenghao can also clearly realize, that is, he can't control these forces well, if he has it when he needs it, and he doesn't appear when he doesn't need it, the so-called free sending and receiving still owes some heat.

In addition to the course that Uncle Ni could arrange by his survival mentor, Xia Chenghao designed a new course for himself, learning how to control these special forces in his body and how to use the heaven-given skills freely.

The rain became heavier and heavier that night, thunder rolled in the sky, and the earth was on fire. It seemed destined to destroy the entire scorching spark, and the clatter of the canopy of the tree was constantly snapping in the distance, as if the world was apocalypse.

Xia Chenghao lit some combustible things left in the cave at some point, and then hugged the gun to enjoy the warmth, and no one was still moving. Even if there is, such a strong wind and rain will not be able to snipe from a long distance, if it is close, with Xia Chenghao's alertness, no one will be able to approach smoothly.

There was no word all night. In fact, he is the only one here, so he is naturally speechless.

As soon as the sky was bright, Xia Chenghao extinguished the fire, drilled out of the cave and continued to set off south.

Strange to say, the heavy rain stopped early this morning, and the sky at this time was just a light drizzle. Coupled with the dense canopy, it is basically impossible to fall on the shoulders of this little walker in the rainforest. Could it be that it rained too much last night, and the moisture in the clouds has dried up? There are still times when the sky is tired, and I have to rest all night.

After about two hours of marching, a movement was detected in the woodland, sounding like the sound of logging.

That's right, about five hundred meters away, there are loggers working.

Every time he swung the tool, he breathed heavily, sounding out of breath, and he must be a child.

Being able to appear in such a place for bold logging can only mean one thing, this place is his camp, and being a lumberjack is the survival occupation of the cadets assigned at that time.

"Hey ......, hey ......"

The boy didn't notice anyone approaching the territory at all, and was still bent on cutting down trees.

Xia Chenghao was sneaking quickly, and soon the child appeared in sight, from the silhouette it looked like it should be one of the twin brothers, as for whether it was the elder brother or the younger brother, it was impossible to determine, in fact, after the dream was implanted, the two brothers themselves couldn't tell the difference.

There are already a large number of stumps that have been cut down around the child, at least the results of more than half a year. It seems that this kind of cutting action is also one of the physical training courses, and it is just a matter of cutting down one tree after another without selectivity.

Xia Chenghao moved back and forth between the trees, and about ten meters away was the boy who was one of the twins. Still sweating like rain and desperately cutting down trees, without raising his head and squinting his eyes.

Looking a little farther away, there were traces of someone who had been active for a long time, and when he looked up, it was his barracks.

Those huge nest-like things hanging from the trees must be the usual resting place for him and the survival mentor. In fact, this kind of barracks is the safest, and it can be attacked and retreated, and it is originally the commanding height.

Even when you can't get off the ground, you can escape from the canopy, and in such a dense forest, it is no problem to move a hundred or ten meters up the tree.

But for Xia Chenghao, the purpose is just to figure out the situation, not to conflict with this child. So he was going to go around and take a closer look at the layout of the place from the other side, more than one thing, just don't alarm the other party.

However, in order to defend yourself, you still take out the proton gun in case you need it.

He tiptoed back a few steps, turned and approached the tree to the left and right, and it would be safer to follow the original path to a distance of a hundred meters.

The huge bag kept his back and head at bay, and the long sniper rifle was removed from the barrel and dangled diagonally over his shoulder.

At this moment, a sharp arrow flew from the right, with a whistling sound of breaking through the air.

Xia Chenghao was shocked, and he still couldn't dodge a turn, although he missed the ambusher's intended cause, and his thigh was deeply embedded by the arrow.

The instinct of pain made him grit his teeth and snort.