MTL - Dark Moon Era-Chapter 717 Mud on the soles of the feet

  Chapter 718 Mud on the soles of the feet

   "Gather Qi."

"what!"

  The hot sun shines straight on the huge training ground, the temperature has reached 57 degrees, and this is not the hottest summer.

  But this is normal. The weather in the Iron Blood City requires the most abundant imagination to adapt.

  The youngsters of the Spark Brigade have been here for almost two years. Undoubtedly, they have enough imagination for the climate here.

  A standard armor with a special coating that can change color according to the environment.

   weighs 300 kilograms, and can quickly become a compound bow, long spear, double knife, and even the latest standard weapon for climbing tools—the volley gun according to different fighting methods.

   has become the help of this high temperature at this time.

  Think about it, at such a temperature, wearing a metal pimple, the heat that accumulates, if it is worn by ordinary people in the former civilization, it is estimated that it will be burned?

Although this volley gun is a good thing, the weight of 300 kilograms is not a burden for everyone, but at such a temperature, it must be held for up to forty minutes, even the tip of the gun is slightly angled. There can be no change at all, it is definitely torture.

  But this is not worth complaining about. The extreme training was originally the regular training of the Spark Team. If you can’t even survive this, can you still be worthy of having a number here?

  As for this standard armor and volley gun, it should not be regarded as a burden. In fact, the equipment of the Spark Brigade should be regarded as the best in the entire Iron and Blood City.

  Because no matter the standard armor or the volley gun, it is the latest weapon in the Iron Blood City. It is said that it was designed by a mysterious genius boy. Because of the material funding problem, it is now only equipped with the Spark Brigade.

  How good this armor and volley gun are, only the members of the Spark Brigade have the most say.

  It’s just that in the current training, it is inevitable that there will be players muttering, why doesn’t the upper layer of the Iron Blood City open the remaining functions of this armor and volley gun?

  Well, that's all the remaining functions of the volley gun. It also makes people feel quite tasteless and weird

  After all, the members of the Spark Brigade have standard standard rations when they act, and they are not keen on changing weapons into cooking utensils when necessary.

  It is said that the design of this function is the feelings of that genius boy. Since it is related to the word "feeling", it is not easy to evaluate

  But this standard armor named "Lingyun Armor", as long as it is equipped with a small universal energy stone, it will have a temperature adjustment function, why not use it?

  Especially at this temperature!

The upper level of   Iron Blood City probably will not respond to these questions, but there are rumors that the reason why these functions are not open is that the Iron Blood City deliberately. Because a certain general said-fighting, not enjoyment!

  'Suck, Shasa took a breath, discarded the distracting thoughts in his mind, and began to concentrate on gathering Qi.

  As the entire training ground rang out with a sound of gathering energy, something like a wooden stake rose up in front of everyone.

But this is just like a wooden stake. In fact, this thing is a huge investment in Iron Blood City, using the most powerful memory metal of the Purple Moon Era, and a top-secret technology, especially for the Purple Moon Warriors above Tier 3 Training pile.

  Why can the Spark Brigade be used? This reason is no longer necessary.

   "Full force-one blow!" The instructor's voice echoed in the training ground again.

   "Roar!" All the members of Xinghuo Brigade made a neat chorus, and the volley gun in their hands slammed into the training pile in front of them.

The volley gun has a certain degree of elasticity. This smash also contains great skills. It is not a complete use of brute force, but to use Qin Jin to make the elastic volley gun oscillate at high speed, and then use this shock. Use your own strength to hit the training pile in front of you.

  It is said that this is a set of gun skills suitable for battlefields developed by Iron Blood City based on the gun skills handed down from ancient China.

  As long as anyone who has been on the battlefield knows, heavy weapons are the best to use in the face of the impact of a ‘thousand army’, at least to ensure that the output is effective.

  But the disadvantage of heavy weapons is that long-term use will waste power. Under the trade-off, a moderate-weight long spear becomes the first choice. Spear skills must be mastered by every member of the Xinghuo team.

  With one blow, the training pile in front of Shasa cracked. The crack spread from the top to one-third of the entire training pile.

   Seeing this result, Shasa sighed inwardly.

  Can not allow him to think too much, the instructor's voice echoed in the training ground again: "Full force-two blows!"

  The posture of everyone holding the gun has changed again, this time it has become a training pile that stabs in front of you with all your strength.

   "Full force-three strikes."

   "Four hits."

  The instructor’s voice was like a war drum on the battlefield, urging all the team members one after another, without giving people a chance to breathe.

  No team members dared to neglect, each week's gun skills training results will be recorded, affecting many things in the next week.

  The standard twenty-one blow, which was extremely stamina-intensive, was completed in just three minutes, and the costly training pile miraculously recovered as before, and then retracted into the ground again.

  At the same time, a projection screen appeared in front of the team, densely lined with many names.

  There is no doubt, Liszt’s name is still number one.

  After staying in the ranking for five minutes, everyone saw his ranking clearly, and Liszt appeared in the projection.

  As the first, as usual, he will play the scene when he trains his gun skills.

  This is glory.

  And for soldiers, isn’t glory the most important thing? The teenagers present have all been in the Spark Brigade for two years, and they are destined to change from a teenager to a youth here, and the concept of military glory has already been implanted in their hearts.

Shasa’s eyes were shining, and every shot of Liszt in the picture was so powerful. He tried his best to destroy only one-third of the training piles. Under Liszt’s gun, it was destroyed directly and completely. .

"Every time is better than the first time, it seems that Liszt's training pile will be upgraded again." Shasa's face was full of admiration, and everyone tried hard to catch up with Liszt's footsteps and used the level 2 training pile. , But who would have thought that Liszt would once again use his strength to throw everyone off.

  Of course, there is no Korean star guy in this training. I don’t know what kind of result he will be? Maybe a three-level training pile can also be used?

  Even if you can't understand him very much, you must admit that that guy is Liszt's biggest opponent and has some ability to fight against Liszt!

  Fortunately, that guy was locked up, and one level lasted for fifteen days. Together with his annoying players, he was also closed for seven days.

  Thinking of this, Shaza was inexplicably happy, even though he and Han Xing had no personal grievances, just because Han Xing was Liszt’s opponent, he inexplicably rejected Han Xing.

  But it’s not difficult to understand that the dog-licking mentality is like this. It seems that the more he grinned at Han Xing, the more Liszt could look at him.

  "Unloading." Liszt's gun skills training screen soon ended, and today's three-hour extreme physical training has also come to an end.

  Unpacking and disbanding on the spot, the teenagers finally ushered in the most relaxing dusk of the day.

  There is one hour of free time before meals.

   Loud noise and laughter sounded in the entire training venue in an instant. The disbanded teenagers also quickly assembled into small groups according to the distance of their relationship, and began to enjoy the most precious time of the day.

  Undoubtedly, the people surrounding Liszt are the most.

Shasa spent most of the day before squeezing into the center of the crowd. He did not have the courage to talk to Liszt directly, but looked at Genk with a flattering smile: "Brother Henk, I will go to the cafeteria to take care of you. seat?"

  The Spark Brigade gathered a total of 3,000 top-level talented teenagers. What is damnable is that the canteen prepared for the teenagers only has 1,000 seats.

That is to say, the meal will be divided into three batches. Although the arranged food is essentially not different in quality, the meat is mainly the first-level beast meat, and the drinking water is the second-level drinking water, and it is also accompanied by various fruits and vegetables. Miscellaneous grains, although not extravagant enough to use fierce plants as materials, they are also of the kind with plenty of energy.

  But the difference in taste is big.

  The first batch will be the delicious dishes made by chefs who are good at cooking while keeping the nutrients and energy from being lost.

  The second batch is made by ordinary cooks, so we can’t talk about what is delicious or not.

  As for the third batch, it is processed in accordance with the military rations. The meat of the fierce beast will be directly added to the jerky, and the vegetable and fruit grains will not be processed in any way. Wash it and it will be done.

  For such an arrangement, the geniuses complained at first, but only a few days later found out that complaining had no effect, because this kind of intimidating competition is everywhere, including sleeping beds.

After all, geniuses cannot be treated in the same way as ordinary troops. During their growth period, competition is the most important thing. When natural selection is made, a few top leaders will naturally be gathered into a team. Terrible team!

  Because of the existence of this rule, Shasa has such a chance to please. In addition to this, he can also get benefits, which is justified by the first batch of opportunities to eat.

  After all, in the name of occupying the seat for Liszt, except for the team of Han Xing, who would be so ignorant to grab it?

  Furthermore, Han Xing is still being locked up!

   Shasa’s flattering smile became more humble. He thought this was a signal that even the upper floors of the Iron and Blood City were leaning towards Liszt.

   But Shasa, Liszt ignored it.

  With a friendly smile, what is he talking about with the captain of the second team naturally? It's just that in the eyes of some teenagers, this smile feels weird every time I see it, because of the arc of the smile, the smile feels like Tang Ling's smile on the last day.

  Why did Liszt imitate? Or is he unaware that he is imitating?

  But no one reminds Liszt of this. The situation is better than others. Isn’t it obvious to offend Liszt to talk about this?

   Henk stood by Liszt's side, looked at Shasa, and resisted a trace of disgust in his heart, and said politely and indifferently: "Then I will trouble you, we may be late."

   "It doesn't matter if it is late." Shasa took it very excitedly, turned around and squeezed out the crowd and ran towards the cafeteria.

  This also means that for the next hour of precious free time, Shasa will sit in the cafeteria like a fool.

  But what does it matter? There are too many people who want to occupy a seat for Liszt, and such opportunities are rare.

Seeing Shasa's departure, Henk finally couldn't help showing a trace of disgust in his eyes. With Liszt's strong rise in the past two years, especially after establishing his position as the first young talent on the road of the **** of war. , Around him, there are more and more such villains.

  Everyone knows that such a villain is unreliable. If Liszt loses power, they will turn their faces faster than a book.

   But Liszt didn't care.

  "A king needs to rise up, whether it is true or false, as long as he can get unanimous support."

   "With more support, the road to the king will gradually take shape."

  Liszt’s words are of course reasonable, and becoming a king is Liszt’s greatest life desire, and Genk naturally wants to help Liszt maintain.

  Even with this ambition, it was almost stifled by Tang Ling. But the heavens seemed to be helping Liszt Tang Ling to die, and the resurgence of ambitions naturally burned more vigorously.

  It's just such a premature show, without disguising it, is it a good thing? Henk was really thinking about Liszt, and frowned.

  "What are you thinking?" At this moment, Liszt's voice interrupted Henk's thinking.

   "Nothing, it was too noisy just now." Henk did not say what he thought, and Liszt may not listen to these words calmly now, even for him.

   "It doesn't matter, the annoying flies are gone." Liszt dug out his ears indifferently.

  As long as he shows a trace of impatience, these flies will fly away consciously, and he enjoys this feeling very much.

  The control of the king should be like this?

  Sure enough, the group of people who had surrounded Liszt before had dispersed. Only the geniuses from the heroic family followed Liszt far away at a distance of more than ten meters.

  And the only person who is qualified to walk side by side with Liszt, inseparable, everyone knows that only Henk.

"Where are we going?" Henk asked naturally. As usual, Liszt will not waste any minute of his time. He has to make good use of every minute and every second to become stronger. Few people know that, if not necessary Liszt has no such thing as free rest for an hour.

  Although he seems to be a little arrogant these days, he has not lost his reason and his wisdom.

  But the content of Liszt’s practice is different every day. In view of this, Henk will ask this question.

  Faced with Henk’s question, Liszt smiled. He walked forward quickly, and Henk quickly followed.

   "Today, I want to rest unexpectedly." Liszt said.

   "Then go to the bath?" Henk replied casually. The bath is indeed the favorite place for the teenagers of the Spark Brigade to go.

  There is a natural hot spring that can relieve fatigue, restore physical strength, and accelerate recovery from injuries.

  In addition, it is equipped with pre-civilized sweat steaming and so on, and there is also a recreation room, so that teenagers can enjoy some pre-civilized entertainment, such as game consoles, chess and cards, and some ball sports.

   "What's the point there? It's just a meaningless waste of time." Liszt was not satisfied with Henk's answer and raised his eyebrows.

   "So?" Henk already had the answer in his mind, but he didn't want to say it.

  "Go and visit an old friend." Liszt smiled. Han Xing has been detained for seven days. He has been busy before. Isn't it rude not to have time to visit this old friend?

   "I want to go to the library." Henk frowned slightly, obviously he had no interest in visiting old friends.

   "What? Are you dissatisfied with what I did?" Liszt was a little unhappy.

   "I don't care, but with your current strength, there is really no need to suppress him in this way." Henk said more directly, and only he dared to speak to Liszt.

But even with Henk, Liszt still showed a look of dissatisfaction. After a long silence, he said: "Henk, can you take away your senseless kindness? A king is not a fool who only shows muscles, he I must know how to use tactics. Is there anything wrong with exercising myself on a stumbling block?"

   should be right? Genk couldn't say anything to refute, he could only say: "You are right, but I really have no interest in facing Korean stars. I have this time, I would prefer to go to the library."

  Liszt had anger in his eyes, but he looked at Henk’s green eyes, but he calmed down again.

  He knew that Henk would not betray him, and as a king, he must also allow a small piece of softness in his heart for such a small number of people who can be trusted.

   "Well, you go." Liszt suppressed his dissatisfaction.

   Henk nodded and was about to turn around.

  And at this moment, Liszt stopped Henk: "You wait a minute, or take some time to contact a flying dragon."

   "Hmm." Henk nodded and left.

  Flying dragon has undoubtedly become an important piece of Liszt’s entire game, even though Liszt did not value the flying dragon very much at the beginning, and there is always a thorn in his heart. Flying dragon once had an inexplicable involvement with Tang Ling.

  Fortunately, Tang Ling is dead, no matter what was involved in his lifetime, it will disappear with Tang Ling's death.

  Otherwise, with the flying dragon playing such a huge potential, Liszt would really have a headache, because he would not be able to put too much trust in the flying dragon.

  Fortunately, God really favored himself. Once Tang Ling died, many problems seemed to be solved, and his life became smoother.

  Perhaps, Tang Ling’s appearance is a test of God to him! Moreover, it is also to alert yourself to stay awake at all times, the road to the king will never be smooth sailing.

  **

  Han Xing licked his dry lips and sat on the ground with his knees bent and a half.

  The room he is in is not small, about seven or eight square meters, but there is always a blue light surrounding him around his body.

  The range of blue light is limited, and within this limited range, Han Xing can’t stand up straight, lie unevenly, and can’t even sit fully stretched.

  This is the so-called confinement room. People must stay in an oppressed posture at any time. In the Purple Moon Era, ordinary rooms can no longer contain evolved humans, let alone the Purple Moon Warrior?

  So, this confinement blue light appeared.

  Han Xing smiled bitterly, and I really admire the fact that Iron and Blood City will put so much effort into this kind of punishment and design such a torturous thing.

  In addition to giving people great oppression, Korean stars will be flogged ten times every three hours.

Don’t doubt that the power of this flogging can definitely bring a certain amount of damage to the Han Xing who is already a Tier 3 Purple Moon Warrior. Of course, this damage is not big. With the self-healing ability of the Han Xing, it will quickly recover, but the pain of flesh and blood is It is inevitable.

   What’s more frightening is that this blue light will shield the light source and others can clearly see Han Xing, but Han Xing is in this blue light and only sees darkness.

  In short, no matter how advanced the technology of punishment is, it is actually born out of the confinement room of the pre-civilization.

  I heard that in the confinement room of the pre-civilization, very few people can survive seven days in it, and more than seven days will torture people into neurosis.

  This is still without caning.

   "Hone your will." Li Lie personally imprisoned Han Xing. Before leaving, Li Lie said this to Han Xing meaningfully.

  And this sentence, and the 30 minutes of blue light release time per day, became the motivation for Han Xing to stick to it.

  After all, Iron and Blood City is still worried about these genius teenagers, and set aside 30 minutes to relieve them, because they are afraid of accidents.

  "Is today's free time coming?" Han Xing's uniform is already in tatters, which is undoubtedly caused by the flogging.

  But apart from being able to wear a suit to maintain due dignity, you can’t bring anything in confinement, not even a timekeeping thing.

  The Korean star is not Tang Ling. He has no precise instinct and can only estimate time in the dark.

  'Tap tap tap, footsteps from far to near.

  Originally, when he heard footsteps, Han Xing was somewhat pleased.

  30 minutes of free time, someone will bring food and water, Han Xing needs to solve all problems in these 30 minutes

  No matter what, the sound of footsteps means that free time is coming.

   But as the footsteps approached, Han Xing's face changed and became angry.

  Because he heard it, the footsteps belonged to Liszt.

  How ironic, they are enemies that cannot be reconciled, but they are so familiar that they can't even hear each other's footsteps.

  The visitor is Liszt. As the number one and best Starfire soldier all year round, he has many privileges, including coming to the confinement room. The City of Steel and Blood is so realistic.

  Looking at the Korean star wrapped in blue light, Liszt's mouth raised a mocking smile, and there was a trace of hatred that could not be suppressed in his eyes.

  There is no way. When you see Han Xing, you will think of Tang Ling, and think of the humiliation and anxiety that Tang Ling gave yourself.

   "I envy you very much, at least there is no danger to stay here." Liszt spoke in a mocking tone.

  As Liszt spoke, the darkness in front of Han Xing disappeared, and the blue light surrounding him also turned into a light spot, which was gathered above Han Xing’s head.

"I really underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be so despicable that you would even have 30 minutes of free time to make trouble, so you really care about me?" Han Xing raised his head, the sudden light made his eyes seriously uncomfortable, he He blocked the light and squinted his eyes halfway, but even so, he wanted to mock Liszt.

  The rules will not change. The 30-minute free time per day will not increase due to any special circumstances.

  Liszt came to'visit' him, and the time occupied would be counted as free time, and with Liszt's privilege, he could visit Korean stars for 20 minutes.

  Leave only ten minutes of free time for Korean stars.

  "Scared about you?" Liszt didn't care about Han Xing's ridicule at all, but found it funny.

"You should find out that only Tang Ling who is dead will make me have three points of scruples. As for you, what qualifications do you have?" Liszt deliberately bit the sound of the word'dead' very hard, and then gently After tidying up the collar, he looked very leisurely.

  Han Xing stood up. Originally, he wanted to move his stiff body, but when he heard the five words of the dead Tang Ling, there was an obvious pause in his movements and his expression became angry.

   But soon, Han Xing calmed down.

  Two and a half years ago, he was about to accept this fact, and the confrontation with Liszt became the norm. He was not as easily affected by this incident as before, and became furious.

  Perhaps Han Xing’s plain performance made Liszt feel bored. He began to pace back and forth in front of the iron fence in this confinement room: "Yes, what qualifications do you have? A small trick can get you the bait."

  "How does it feel to be lying in the snow for three days and three nights?"

  Han Xing moved his body silently. He didn't want to waste his precious free time because of people like Liszt.

   "I think it doesn't matter to you, right? After all, you are a bull who has no brain but muscles."

  Han Xing took a deep breath and ignored Liszt at all.

   "But I think, although it doesn't matter to you, but what about your teammates? Encountered by a captain like you, not only did you waste time lying down in the snow for three days and three nights with you, but you were also locked up for seven days."

"In fact, for us now, one minute is precious. After all, is there a better growth period than this stage? You wasted ten days of your teammates ~www.novelbuddy.com~ because of you Stupid." Liszt said very lightly.

  But Han Xing stopped all his movements, his eyes were burning with raging anger, and he glared at Liszt.

Liszt didn't care, and continued: "You can't refute, right? And you shouldn't care. Anyway, your teammates are not injured once because of you being suppressed. And it is me who suppressed you, and this thing is nothing. secret"

Having said this, Liszt paused, shook his head and curled his lips, then looked at Han Xing and said in a low voice, "But, what can you do? It's enough to be rubbed in the mud all the time, and it will hurt others. No Tang Ling , You are a dog, I will not lie to you."

   "Shut up!" Han Xing was completely angry, and rushed to the iron fence, trying to catch Liszt's skirt.

  But Liszt took a step back in time and avoided Han Xing. The angry Han Xing suddenly opened the iron fence in front of him, which couldn't stop him at all.

  Watching this scene, Liszt's eyes were full of sneers.

  　Excessive plot, then it will be very exciting, I think it is.

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)