Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 146: Experience Must Be Utilized Next Time

Nantong District Police Bureau Special Service Section 10-8.5

Binhai District Police Bureau Special Service Section 10-7

Customs Administration Emergency Response Team 9.5-8

Navy Yard No. 2 Diving Society 7.5-5.5

Ink Green Qilin Army New Recruits Camp 10-7

Jishan Book Society Interest Group 5.5-4.5

Beiguo Academy Interest Group 6.5-4.5

Tianmen City Martial Arts Association 10-10

Qianjin Church Combat Class Team 10-9

...

Watching the score changes on the list, Qiao Hongyi’s face showed no emotion, but Huo Qingyang’s mood was getting better and better.

The leading teams in the rankings, 101, 103, and 108, were all very familiar to him.

As for teams 106 and 107, which Qiao Hongyi was particularly concerned about, even though they had been taken into consideration, they still couldn’t hold onto their scores in the second round.

One death deducted one point, severe injuries cost 0.5 point; a score below 5 indicated that these two teams were essentially rendered nonfunctional.

Interest groups... Did they really treat the Cultivation Dharma Gate as just a hobby?

On the real battlefield, who cares if you’re interested or not, the ability to fight and withstand is what matters most.

"Should we increase the intensity?"

Huo Qingyang suggested with schadenfreude, "I reckon those Martial Arts Association kids probably haven’t even warmed up their muscles yet."

"That’s enough; let’s stop here," said Qiao Hongyi as he closed his notebook and addressed the two people seated: "We still have too few people. By the end of this year, we need to expand to at least twenty teams."

Huo Qingyang and Yaoqin exchanged glances and couldn’t help but sigh.

People aren’t radishes; you can’t expect to plant them in spring and uproot them in autumn.

Qiao Hongyi was well aware of the difficulty involved and, after a long silence, said, "Then maybe we should lower the requirements a bit."

"How much lower do you want to go?"

"As long as they’re usable, that’ll do."

Huo Qingyang frowned and said, "What do you mean ’as long as they’re usable’? Once we open this door, it won’t be easy to close it later."

"We’ll deal with the future when it comes," Qiao Hongyi replied earnestly. "Once we have clarified the source of this incident, we’ll have to ’trace back.’ But I’m worried that there might be more to this incident than meets the eye—it feels off, but I can’t quite put my finger on it. Maybe we’ve overlooked something."

"If even you can’t figure it out, there’s no point in asking us," said Huo Qingyang, spreading his hands. "Let’s call it a day for today. I’ll go wrap things up."

The Special Service Bureau’s operation encirclement was not particularly tight, partly to let some small fish slip through to train the rookies and also intentionally letting out some line to see if they could catch some ancient turtles in the process.

...

The battle was over, and the sounds of gunfire outside gradually ceased.

Wang Yunxiao leaned tiredly against the wall, the heavy blood loss from his arms making him feel dizzy and lightheaded.

Only then did he belatedly realize that there was a gash on his head, also pouring blood.

The encounter had not lasted long, but it had inflicted unprecedented losses on his squad.

There were experts on the other side.

First, Wormwood, the sniper, was specifically targeted; a bolt of lightning struck him, and he was offline immediately. He was now like a piece of burnt charcoal, still unconscious, and aside from confirming he was still breathing, no one knew the extent of his injuries.

Next up was Little Gourd, who hadn’t managed to hide well enough before the enemy used some unknown method to force her out, plunging her into a state of spiritual bewilderment. Even now, she’s still like an idiot, drooling with her mouth askew.

After the attack on the stairs proved fruitless, the enemy quickly shifted strategies, using a spell to destroy the floor beneath Wang Yunxiao’s feet and then sent a werewolf to ambush Chen Yan.

Thankfully, Chen Yan was vigilant and swapped places in time, dragging Wang Yunxiao back. Otherwise, by now, he might well have become a midnight snack in someone’s belly.

Another one who was gravely injured was Dumpling, known to everyone for his weak will. It wasn’t a big deal before, at most he’d dream about his grandma, but what else could happen?

Yet when it came to the actual battlefield, as soon as the fighting broke out, he collapsed.

It must have been some broad-range attack on the spiritual level used by the enemy.

While Wang Yunxiao and the others felt nothing, Dumpling gave everyone a demonstration of what it means to bleed from all seven orifices.

It was terrifying.

Apart from these three who were seriously wounded, nearly everyone else had also sustained injuries but at least managed to stay conscious.

In terms of achievements, Wang Yunxiao fired a total of four shots, killing one person and three dogs.

Wormwood fired two shots before being cooked, hitting two people.

The bullets fired by everyone else were basically just for show, with no one knowing where they flew off to.

Inside the building, Wang Yunxiao and Gangtou cooperated to kill a werewolf. As the floor cracked, Guozi leaped down first, killing two blonde foreigners.

Matuan and Youbing worked together to chop down a dog, at the cost of Youbing getting bitten several times.

Eryang, wielding two knives, rushed down and clashed with an enemy for an extended period. He took four cuts and gave the enemy countless strikes, but it seemed to have no effect on them as they turned and ran off, leaving him fuming.

What kind of battle is this...

After tallying the results of the fight, Wang Yunxiao couldn’t help but smile bitterly in his heart. It was commendable that his brothers weren’t afraid to die, but they were scattered as soon as the enemy charged, and began fighting on their own.

Of course, the main responsibility lay with him for not having prepared sufficiently and lacking an understanding of real warfare. After their Advisor was controlled, the enemy’s haphazard spells came one after another, playing the hapless Garrison Soldiers for fools.

Of course, now wasn’t the time to summarize lessons and experiences.

Wang Yunxiao held his wounded head and thought, when can we pull out? If we delay any longer, someone is really going to die!

Just then, a rope appeared in front of him.

Wang Yunxiao stared at the neatly dressed figure in front of him for a long while before realizing it was Zhou Qing.

This invisible character had just been born and was dragged here to experience the world, contributing nothing of value throughout the ordeal. Wang Yunxiao had nearly forgotten about her existence.

Looking at the rope in her hands, Wang Yunxiao was initially puzzled by her intentions.

She didn’t speak, and the two of them just stood there stiffly.

What on earth are you trying to do?

Wang Yunxiao watched as she slowly unfolded the rope in her hands, which turned out to be a crumpled cloth strip.

Is this a foot-binding cloth... no, a waistband?

He suddenly remembered hearing that this girl had hanged herself in the women’s restroom with her own waistband.

So why are you giving me this waistband... I get it now!

Seeing her carefully try to touch the wound on his arm, Wang Yunxiao realized she intended to use it as a makeshift bandage to stop his bleeding.

You could just speak up, how would I know what you mean otherwise?

"Thanks."

Wang Yunxiao nodded, took the waistband... bandage from her hands, bit one end, and started wrapping it around his arm.

Although it was just one strip, it was better than nothing. At least her intention was good.

Just as Wang Yunxiao was thinking this, Zhou Qing shyly pulled out another rope from behind her.

Even Wang Yunxiao was stunned.

Girl, how many times did you hang yourself with these?