After solving the incident in the small town, Don and Josia return to Stan City the next day.

There was nothing going on on Old Ron's side, Don watched for half the night, and the other party drank for half the night, and Zuihou was carried back to his room to rest after getting drunk.

This is also a normal result, after all, at such an age, when he was impulsive, Don was cruel, but if you look at it in principle, it is not wrong. As for whether he will publicize it afterwards, that's not something Don cares about......

After returning to Stan, Donn's life gradually became regular. There are two main things, training yourself and training others.

Vivian Charvian, Eunice, Samp...... In a series of battles, although he almost lost his life, Tang En also benefited a lot. Take advantage of this rare quiet time. He began to pester the old butler constantly, asking for more training.

This is not masochism, Tang En already has a faint feeling that his strength has almost reached a bottleneck, and once he breaks through, it will be different. At the same time, Don also had some doubts in his heart. This confusion is mainly aimed at the system space......

The system is mainly responsible for imparting skills and issuing tasks, and what Don has to do is to kill, and if he succeeds, the system will give rewards. This seems to be a very simple and solid business relationship, but Tang En is now faintly confused.

For example, after he touched the indescribable perception of space, a thought popped up in his heart, if I can fully grasp this feeling and come and go freely, then I don't have to be limited by the buffer time of skills? Or is there no need to waste blood......

There are also attack skills such as Random Flowers, Storms, and Air Kills, which are not like games, and can be automatically released by clicking a button. These are all things that Don has learned through his own hard training. Posture, technique, etc. He's got it all in his hands...... That being the case. I'm going to be limited by the system? Can I create my own one? Or as long as my body can handle it. You can ignore the skill buffer time and use it again......

These thoughts are a little abrupt and a little bold. I have to admit that since Don came to another world, although the system has forcibly changed him a lot, including personality, habits, etc., it would be a lie to say that there is no resentment. But at the same time, the system also helped him a lot. It can be said that if it weren't for the system, Don En would be in this shijie. If you want to be a small citizen in peace, I'm afraid it won't be as smooth and simple as you imagined.

Today, Don is accustomed to the existence of the system, and even faintly depends on it. But just a few days ago, when Don was playing chess with Josia, he was overshadowed by the old butler, and afterwards these thoughts began to pop up unstoppably in his heart, it turns out that the system is not omnipotent, and the original system can also be blinded...... Am I to the level of an old butler? The system can't restrain me, or rather, it can't control me......

Of course. These thoughts are still relatively vague, and Don only thinks of them when he occasionally wanders. His main goal now is to improve his strength and strive to break through the bottleneck as soon as possible.

As for training others, that was Donne's request last night.

Josia was very enthusiastic about this, but in one morning, he found more than two dozen people. Don rolled his eyes and singled out ten of them, and then taught them in different categories. Tracking and counter-tracking are basic common sense, and there are other things like infiltration, infiltration, and the consciousness that you should have as an intelligence officer.

This kind of training is different from David and them before, and what Don wants to train this time is ten liars, ten liars who can easily handle any situation. So they don't need to have a high level of strength, as long as they are clever and bold.

Donn's way of teaching is also very strange, and the first lesson is to teach them how to commit suicide in various situations. This made Josia, who was curious and watching from the sidelines, speechless, and Zuihou shook his head and walked away.

Tang En's regular life began, he practiced systematically at night, trained these ten people during the day, and sometimes when he needed to connect theory with practice, he would take people to the city security hall, prison, aristocratic gatherings, and other places for a walk.

Something else happened in it, that is, Donne's actions in prison were finally half-concealed. It's not that the old Ron said, but the prison guards in the small town in order to shirk their responsibilities, hyped up how the gray soldiers killed their compatriots and so on. This incident also caused some repercussions, and newspapers in more than a dozen surrounding cities reported it one after another.

Josia also came to the side and asked, but of course Don denied it, saying that he was not that kind of person. Josia may not necessarily believe these words, she is too familiar with Done's personality and style, and even vaguely feels that the truth is what the newspaper says. But Don didn't admit it, and vaguely reminded that there was no evidence. Josia had no choice but to let the propagandists fight back, saying that the other party was a thief shouting to catch a thief or something, and Zuihou would not be able to do it.

The effects of this were still there, at least for a while, and the secret services in Stan City looked at Donn a little strangely. It's not disgusting, after all, everyone knows that the principles of the institution are like this. But the act of killing a dozen or so companions will inevitably make people feel a little uncomfortable.

Don naturally didn't care about this, and even used it as a teaching material, talking to those ten people about how to deal with it, and so on. As a result, the dozen or so people agreed that they should commit suicide before being arrested, which made Don feel very comforted, and he felt that he still had the talent to be an instructor.

One week, two weeks...... Time passes slowly in this regular life.

The news of the failure of the third encirclement and suppression has not yet subsided, but it has indeed decreased in influence. The fighting on the front lines also changed somewhat during this time. A barbarian general named Tiu on the northern side of the wilderness led his troops to a long expedition, and finally captured the first heavily guarded city on Bran's side.

In fact, although this move is shocking, it will definitely not cause changes in the entire battle situation. But after Natiu occupied the city, he caught the personnel of the Propaganda Hall who didn't have time to run, and Zuihou actually forced the other party to publish an issue of the newspaper and sprinkled it in all directions. Of course, the content is not good, in addition to highly praising himself, the rest is a provocation to Bran's side, what famous generals are shit, soldiers are all garbage, and in a few days they will occupy the entire northern part of Bran......

The reaction of the people in the interior to this was mixed, ranging from panic to scolding Bran's army for not being angry. However, there is a more unified statement, that is, please ask the Ziyi military god to come out of Xiongguan City and suppress the arrogance of these barbarians.

There is naturally a reason for saying this, the north is now fighting a lively, but only here in Xiongguan City, I don't know if Ziyi's reputation is too strong or what's going on, the barbarians actually didn't violate it at all. In this way, the Zichen Legion, which has the highest combat effectiveness of Bran, can only stay in this boring circle.

Of course, the speeches of these people cannot reach the ears of the upper classes. Besides, even if he knew, Xiongguan City was the top priority in the north, and no one dared to let him lead his troops out of Xiongguan City easily except Zi Yi himself. Otherwise, once the city is broken, the thousands of miles of territory in the north behind will be seized by the barbarians.

......

Generally speaking, although the Bran Empire was in constant trouble, there was no qualitative change after all. Everyone thought that such a balance would last for a while, but ......

100,000 mountains, mountain road checkpoints.

In fact, it is said to be a level, but because of the temporary construction, it is naturally not the kind in military terms. A few large felled trees blocked the middle of the mountain road, and a dozen or so armed soldiers stood guard against the trees in boredom. There were also several military tents next to it, and there were about a hundred soldiers in them.

There are many such simple levels in the 100,000 Great Mountains, especially after the failure of the third encirclement and suppression. They guarded the roads leading from the mountains to the periphery, and the specific purpose was of course not to guard these barren mountains, but to guard the garrison of the gray-clothed army inside. The only difference may be that the level is at the forefront, so there are more soldiers guarding it.

At the same noon, the bleak day was in the sky. The same barren mountains are clustered, and the cold wind is bleak.

Everything was as usual, and the soldiers were talking nonsense as usual, waiting for the time of the changing of the guard, and then they got into the tent and gambled with the people...... There is no way, life here is really boring, even an officer, he can only turn a blind eye to this obvious violation of the rules of the barracks.

At this moment, step, step, step......

A soldier frowned, looked at the foot of the hill in front of him, looked again, turned his head and asked, "Did you hear anything?"

"Voices?

"It seems to be a little, the ground is a little trembling. ”

"Is there one......? It's not going to be an earthquake. ”

"Phew, you crow's mouth!" a captain-looking man was immediately annoyed, and waved his hand to pat the back of the soldier's head.

"Yo, look at my broken mouth...... Well, I'll climb up the hill and take a look. The soldier also knew that he had said the wrong thing, tightened his armor, and took the initiative to walk to the hill beside him against the cold wind.

The hill was not too high, and in less than ten minutes the soldier had managed to climb to the top. Then his body shook and he looked ahead in a daze.

Along the mountain road, countless people dressed in various armors and armed with a variety of weapons stepped towards this side. It looked a little miscellaneous, and the soldier was condescending, only to feel that a ribbon appeared in front of him that was entwined with the mountains. But it is undeniable that these people have a good spiritual temperament, they are neat, silent, and have an indomitable momentum.

"Hey, are you stupid? What the hell are you kid looking at?" the people below got impatient and shouted.

"Gray gray clothes...... Ah!" The soldier shuddered his lips and turned sharply, and was about to shout a warning when he stepped on the wind and rolled straight down the hill.

"haha......" The people below looked embarrassed and couldn't help but let out a loud daxiao.

This hill can be climbed directly, and the slope is naturally very large. Even if you roll down, you won't die. And because of this way, the speed of the soldier going down the mountain is also much faster.

But two minutes later, with a bang, the soldier successfully rolled back to the mountain road, ignoring the appearance of his nose and swollen eyes, he ran towards the tent, and roared fiercely as he ran: "The gray army is here, the gray army is here......"

"Haha, look at that kid scared, Grey Army...... Uh, the Grey Army !!"

............ (To be continued......)