Chapter 012: Monster Town
At this time, it was close to noon, and a sumptuous lunch had already been prepared for the prospective warriors in the military district.
In order not to attract attention, Luo Feng and Yang Wu sat in a corner of the restaurant.
"There are so many people who have been assessed." Luo Feng looked at the crowd around him and sighed.
"This quasi-martial artist actual combat assessment, each base city only has two times a year, half a year of accumulation, and there are people who were injured before and did not pass, or missed the assessment, it is not surprising that there are so many people!" Yang Wu said slowly.
"Hey, it's the ingredients on the monster!" Luo Feng took a bite of the dish and said with some surprise.
The price of these monster meat in the base city is extremely amazing, even the lowest-grade monster meat costs hundreds of yuan a catty, and ordinary people are rarely able to eat it.
Before Yang Wu became a martial artist, he could only eat it once in about half a month, while Luo Feng ate it even less.
"It's not strange!" Yang Wu explained: "The reason why these monster meats are sold at a high price in the base city is often because of the high transportation costs. In this barracks, these low-level monster meats are as much as they want, and it is estimated that it is easier to obtain than vegetables! β
"Brother Yang, you know so much!" Luo Feng sighed.
Yang Wu smiled, he was a human being in two lives, and he did know more common sense than Luo Feng, who had just graduated from high school now. However, in this world, the most important thing is one's own strength.
Yang Wu and the two chatted while eating, and soon, they finished lunch.
In the afternoon.
All the would-be warriors gathered in an empty square, and in front of the square were the high-level leaders of the Northern Military Region and the major forces.
"The actual combat assessment of the quasi-martial artist is about to begin, and below, the quasi-martial artist whose name is called will come up to receive his combat uniform and weapon."
An officer on the high platform in front shouted loudly, and although he did not use a loudspeaker, his voice was clearly transmitted to the ears of every would-be warrior.
Subsequently, more than a dozen officers began to shout the names of the quasi-warriors, and the quasi-warriors who were called by name stepped forward one after another to receive their combat uniforms and weapons.
"White Sun."
"Yang Wu."
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Hearing his name, Yang Wu hurriedly stepped forward, took over his weapons, combat uniforms and other equipment under the puzzled eyes of the officer who issued the equipment, and then walked to the side and began to wear the equipment.
After a while, Luo Feng, who was holding a combat uniform and a battle knife shield, also ran over.
"Brother Yang!" Looking at Yang Wu, who was wearing combat uniforms, Luo Feng asked, "Why don't you and I form a team and break into this monster town together?" β
Although Luo Feng wanted to hone his sword skills and body skills alone, for the sake of Yang Wu's safety, he still decided to give up.
The actual combat assessment of the quasi-martial artist is still relatively dangerous, and there will be casualties of the quasi-martial artist every time, although there are people in charge of rescue, but Luo Feng is still a little uneasy.
Hearing Luo Feng's words, Yang Wu smiled slightly.
With Luo Feng's words, these years of hard work have not been in vain. However, of course, Yang Wu would not act with Luo Feng.
"Ah Feng, I understand your kindness, but this time I want to break into this monster town alone."
After Yang Wu finished speaking, he saw what Luo Feng was going to say, and hurriedly smiled: "Ah Feng, give me my weapon!" β
"Brother Yang?"
Yang Wu's spear was in his hand, and although Luo Feng was a little puzzled, he still picked it up.
At the moment when Luo Feng had just picked up Yang Wu's weapon, a trace of shock suddenly appeared on his face.
"Brother Yang, what are you?"
Luo Feng suddenly discovered that Yang Wu's spear was even heavier than the 98kg Blood Shadow Battle Knife in his hand!
"How?" Yang Wu smiled and said, "You 'madman' can greatly improve your strength, can't you Brother Yang?" β
"This ......" Luo Feng was slightly stunned, and then said happily: "Brother Yang, Ling's genetic origin has also been successfully cultivated?" β
"Yes!"
"Then Brother Yang, how much strength have you added?" Luo Feng asked with a smile.
Yang Wu was able to successfully cultivate the Genetic Origin and greatly improve his strength, and he was also very happy.
"About 8,000 kilograms!" Yang Wu pretended to be calm and said, but his heart was full of joy.
"I don't know how this future Luo City Lord will react when he hears my words?"
Sure enough, Luo Feng was shocked when he heard Yang Wu's words.
"8000 kilograms? Brother Yang, what you said is true? It can't be one more zero! Luo Feng looked incredulous.
The first time he successfully cultivated the genetic origin, coupled with the assistance of spiritual telekinesis, he had only increased his strength by more than 2,000 kilograms, how could someone increase his strength by 8,000 kilograms at a time?
"Of course it's true, what am I lying to you for?" Yang Wu said with a smile.
"Luo Feng, Luo Feng."
At this moment, Wu Tong, the chief instructor of Yangzhou City of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall, suddenly came over.
"Uncle Wu."
"Chief Instructor." Yang Wu and Luo Feng hurriedly greeted each other.
"Yang Wu is also here, work hard when I take the assessment later, and strive to pass it at one time!" After Wu Tong encouraged Yang Wu, he hurriedly said to Luo Feng: "Luo Feng, you come with me!" β
After speaking, Wu Tongbian turned his head and led the way in front.
"Uncle Wu!" Luo Feng followed behind Wu Tong and suddenly asked, "Do you say that there is a martial artist who can increase his strength by 8,000 kilograms at one time by cultivating the genetic origin for the first time?" β
"How is this possible?" Wu Tong smiled: "Luo Feng, this must be someone else joking with you." β
"Is it really impossible?" Although Luo Feng didn't believe it either, he felt that Yang Wu wouldn't lie to him.
"Let me tell you that!" Wu Tong smiled angrily: "You have succeeded in cultivating the genetic origin this time, and you have increased your strength by more than two thousand kilograms at one time, and in Jiangnan Base City, there are only one or two geniuses like you a year." As for the more genius ones, although I haven't seen them, I've heard of a few. But the most, it is only a one-time increase of more than 4,000 kilograms of strength, and once you become a martial artist, you are a high-level warrior. 8000 kg, I have never heard of it, it is simply impossible! β
While the two were talking, they had already come to the second floor of a quiet small building.
Here, Luo Feng encountered the provocation of Wan Dong, a genius martial artist in the Thunderbolt Martial Arts Pavilion, but Luo Feng, who was still thinking about Yang Wu's strength in his heart, of course ignored the other party at all.
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In the evening, Yang Wu and more than a thousand other would-be martial artists walked for more than half an hour under the leadership of the soldiers, and finally came to the periphery of a small town.
"Roarβ"
"Whew-"
All sorts of panicked monster roars came from the town.
"Hurry up, the number of monsters inside is not enough, and 1,200 iron-haired wild boars, 300 shadow cats, and 500 tiger mastiffs will be transported over!" The person in charge of the assessment in the town sent an order.
Soon, heavy trucks drove into the town, and I saw that each big truck was loaded with crazy monsters in large iron cages.
Two thousand of the weakest H-class monsters were transported into the town, bringing the number of monsters in the town to a staggering number.
"Everyone!" An officer shouted to everyone from a small three-story building inside the town: "This actual combat assessment of quasi-martial artists, as in the past, starts at half past six tonight and ends at half past six tomorrow morning. β
"Your mission is to hunt down as many monsters as you can. The more monsters you hunt, the more points you'll earn. Every time you hunt a monster, cut off the monster's left ear as proof! β
"Cannibalism is forbidden among quasi-martial artists, and violators are directly shot."
"In the end, the top 60% of you in the score will be able to successfully obtain the qualification of a quasi-martial artist, and the others will have to wait until the next assessment."
"If someone is seriously injured, you must quickly press the distress button on the communication watch, and someone will immediately go to the rescue."
After saying this, the officer glanced at the communication watch, and then shouted loudly: "When the time comes, all the would-be martial artists who participated in the assessment will enter the monster town." β
I saw him wave his big hand, and the gate of the town suddenly opened, and countless quasi-martial artists quickly rushed into the monster town.