Chapter 32: Grab the Equipment

"Brother Chen, my name is Su Ding, please take care of me in the future." This person from the Guards opened the door of the warehouse, stepped aside, and said so, bowing down to invite Chen Renyu in.

The cold air came to my face, and the small lights embedded in the ceiling came on one after another. The warehouse was immediately bright.

Suits of combat uniforms float (almost all emerald green) and combat boots underneath.

The screen on the left shows its stats (model, malleability, toughness, etc.).

There are about 200 sets.

The eyes of the hunters of the Guardian Regiment lit up. You know, they haven't even issued old combat uniforms for a few years.

"Everyone pick, change to the right one, and don't have one piece left." Chen Renyu shouted excitedly, for fear that Su Ding would slip away, grabbed his wrist and dragged him to find a combat uniform suitable for him.

He had his eye on a plain black combat uniform.

If the battle takes place at night, this is the best cover.

【Brand:】

[Name:Combat Uniform]

[Style number: P3000892]

[Color: Pure Black]

【Size:Medium】

[Grade: First Class]

【Origin: Pingfeng City】

……

【Brand:】

【Name:Combat Boots】

[Style number: MDA28DG1]

[Color: Pure Black]

【Size:Medium】

[Grade: First Class]

【Origin: Joya Castle】

……

Chen Renyu changed into a combat uniform and combat boots, punched and kicked a few times into the air, and nodded with satisfaction.

In an instant, the entire warehouse of combat uniforms was empty. Su Ding smiled bitterly, but he didn't dare to dissuade him.

With a thud, the warehouse door slammed shut.

Chen Renyu stretched out his hands in front of Su Ding, "Look at it, it seems that something is missing." ”

Su Ding was a very clever person, and immediately understood what he meant, and walked towards the warehouse on the right, "Brother Chen, and you, come here, this is the weapons warehouse." ”

"Talking to smart people is a time saver." Chen Renyu motioned for everyone to follow.

The moment the iron door of the arsenal suddenly opened, colored light floated out like a hazy cloud.

There was not a single light in the arsenal, which covered an area of about five hundred meters, and various colors of light emanated from each weapon.

There is nothing special about these weapons themselves, swords, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, go, hammers, sticks, lances, clubs, spears, and rakes.

For ordinary people, hot weapons are more lethal. But for prospective hunters, a cold weapon with a monster spirit core is the best choice.

The light of all colors emanates from the spirit core of the monster embedded in the weapon.

The spirit core is a synthesis of the energy source and attributes of the monster. Even if it is taken out of the body, there is still some strength left.

These weapons are collectively known as spiritual nuclear weapons.

Best of all, psionics can be infused with energy of the same attributes.

Therefore, in all respects, spiritual nuclear weapons are far superior to thermal weapons.

However, because the production process is too difficult, the number is limited, and it is difficult to spread.

On the screen at the bottom of the weapon rack are stats, attack power, and other data.

Without Chen Renyu's orders, everyone dispersed to find suitable weapons.

Chen Renyu is better at using a sword, sweeping all kinds of weapons in a casual manner, and at a glance he can see the sword rack placed in the center.

There was only one sword on the sword rack, covered in thick dust, and the other spotless weapon racks were obviously two styles of painting, as if they hadn't been cleaned for hundreds of years.

Chen Renyu walked straight towards it.

"Brother Chen, that's a hoodoo thing, and every user has a fate that is worse than death. It became a tool in the town's arsenal. Su Ding chased after him and stopped Chen Renyu.

"Don't try to lie to me, this must be a baby." Chen Renyu suddenly became interested, and pushed him away with a smile.

"If it's a treasure, it probably won't be used for decades?" Su Ding shook his head helplessly, "I have already warned you, if there is any trouble, don't blame me." ”

Chen Renyu not only turned a deaf ear, but also quickened his pace.

When he got closer, he leaned over and blew hard.

As if the bride's hijab was removed, the dust attached to it scattered, revealing the true face of the sword.

The sword was surrounded by a cold, inky blue light. The scabbard and hilt are cast in dark iron and carved with dragon patterns.

[Sword name; Frogs. 】

[Attributes: water, spirit.] 】

[Increases the user's attack by 50%, occasionally up to 100%]

[It can withstand 40,000 tons of punch attacks.] 】

[Only the Emperor Hunter and above can exert its power.] 】

……

Chen Renyu couldn't wait to pick up the Qingjiao Sword before he finished reading it, and pulled it out with a choked sound.

The hilt of the sword shone with a cold light, clearly reflecting his fiery gaze.

Without saying a word, he lightly rested his left hand on the blade of the sword, and before he could exert any force, blood flowed out.

However, in an instant, the blood was absorbed by the blade as if it were evaporating.

This is the process of confessing the Lord with a drop of blood. It is the process that must be taken to become every spiritual nucleus.

The cyan light on the sword's body was great. The entire arsenal was drowning in cyan light, and everyone was dyed into little green people.

The crowd cried out in panic.

After a few moments, the cyan glow gradually dimmed, and it was the same as a normal spirit nuke.

[Rare spirit nuclear weapon.] 】

[You can't use Psychic Power and Elemental Power at the moment, and you can't exert its power.] 】

"Nonsense, the data is already shown. You can keep it in my hands for now. It can withstand attacks with 40,000 tons of fist power, and it's pretty good to use as a shield. Chen Renyu put the sword into the sheath and hung the frog sword on his waist.

Sure enough, the arsenal was empty. Each person is given a beloved spiritual nucleus and completes the process of confessing the Lord by shedding blood.

"Now that I've changed into the latest combat clothes and have a spirit nuclear weapon, isn't it time to get down to business?" Chen Renyu stood on a weapon rack shaped like a stone pier and asked in a loud voice.

Liu Feng played with the red black spear a few times, and replied impassionedly: "A manly man, what you want is to make meritorious contributions." ”

It just happened to say what was in the hearts of the people of the Escort Regiment.

"From now on, we will guard our posts and resist the invading enemy."

"If the enemy wants to take Researcher Zhang, they must first step over my corpse."

"As long as I'm alive, the enemy won't want to take a step in."

……

They excitedly shouted the passionate words that had been hidden in their hearts for years.

This is a group of people who are extremely easy to satisfy.

Just a meal of wine and meat, a new combat suit, and a spirit nuclear weapon used by the hunter rank.

The haze of being bullied for several years is gone.

Most of them are middle-aged, and at this time they seem to have regained the enthusiasm of their youth.

No one thinks about winning this battle and whether the credit will be taken away again.

The meritorious deeds in their mouths are not honors given by others, but medals awarded by themselves.

Chen Renyu looked at Su Ding, "I heard that you have a virtual training scene here, take us there." ”

Su Ding was naturally overjoyed when he saw that this group of people were willing to kill the enemy in blood, anyway, the credit was ultimately from the Guards Regiment.

He trotted up happily and led them out.

Chen Renyu looked at his back and sneered: In this battle, the credit must be given to those who deserve it. Those bastards who once took the credit of others and wanted to score a brace must die. I'm going to die.