After Dying Hundreds Of Millions Of Times, I Copied My Talent And Killed All Races!

Early in the morning.

A lame middle-aged man in military uniform took Su Mu into an armored vehicle.

There are now more than fifty days until the end of training camp.

This time is neither long nor short for Su Mu.

When we are in the car, the journey will be relatively long.

So the lame middle-aged man on the side asked Su Mu to sleep first.

Su Mu took this opportunity to practice the concept of gods and demons and the innate fetal breath method.

I don’t know how long I have been practicing.

Su Mu also squinted for a while.

Wait until you open your eyes again.

He has arrived at the eastern theater of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield.

"you're awake."

The lame middle-aged man on the side saw Su Mu waking up and said.

"Um."

Su Mu nodded while focusing on the surrounding scenery.

"Is this the eastern theater of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield?"

Su Mu looked around.

Every 100 meters or so, there will be a watchtower about 20 meters high.

Every three hundred meters or so, there will be a towering building that looks like a watchtower.

It seemed that he noticed Su Mu's gaze.

The lame middle-aged man on the side explained: "That is the Wangkong Tower."

"The watchtower is used to observe the situation in the entire eastern war zone and transmit information in a timely manner. The watchtower is mainly aimed at aliens in the air. Only some high-level warriors in the human race can do this without any external force. , traveling in the air, so when dealing with aliens in the air, you often need the help of many things. "

The lame middle-aged man began to introduce some areas in the eastern theater to Su Mu.

"This is the weapons depot. The Eastern Theater Command has now basically achieved self-sufficiency in weapons and equipment. There are many casting students and masters from your university..."

"That's the medicine area over there. In addition to providing many qi and blood medicines to frontline soldiers, some of them are also sold to the human race's rear, but the prices are relatively expensive..."

"That's the slaughter area over there, responsible for processing some dying aliens or dissecting the bodies of aliens..."

"That's the canteen..."

The entire eastern theater is completely a small city that has formed a complete system.

Along the way, Su Mu could see soldiers in armor patrolling everywhere.

"The war zone is not like the human race's rear. Sometimes, extremely powerful alien races will break through the defense line and attack the war zone."

The middle-aged soldier pointed to a ruined wall.

"This was originally an accommodation area, but a month ago, the Black Winged Black Eagle broke through the west gate wall and came in to wreak havoc. However, it was quickly killed by Major Qiu Xun with a sword."

"It can be said that even though the Eastern Theater Command looks pretty good now, more than fifty years ago, the entire Eastern Theater Command was basically in the process of being continuously destroyed and then rebuilt."

"But since the Seven Saints of the Human Race killed all the God Kings of the ten major God Races fifty years ago, this situation has become much less common."

When saying this.

The lame middle-aged man seemed a little proud.

Su Mu looked at the ground and buildings in the eastern theater with more or less traces of war with somewhat complicated eyes.

It is hard to imagine what the situation in the entire Eastern War Zone was like more than fifty years ago, before the Seven Saints of the Human race killed the God-Kings of the ten major divine races, and before the Human race gained the upper hand.

All the soldiers on the front line live in fear and worry of not knowing when the aliens will invade.

But even though he was extremely frightened and worried, he still had to use his own flesh and blood to build a steel city wall behind the human race.

The Eastern Theater Command indeed looks much calmer now than it did more than fifty years ago.

It is only extremely accidental for foreigners to attack. Even if they do attack, they will be quickly killed by the masters of the human race.

However, if others are unclear, will Su Mu be unclear?

The calm now is just the calm before the storm.

Who would have thought that a person who had resisted all races for tens of thousands of years would perish after sixty years of peace?

Fifty years ago, the human race gained the upper hand, but ten years later, the human race was on the verge of extinction.

Thinking of this, Su Mu clenched her fists.

Let out a long breath.

The car drove for a while and finally arrived at Su Mu's destination.

The car stopped at a campsite and Su Mu got off the car.

Just getting ready to walk into the campground.

The lame middle-aged man in the car suddenly stopped Su Mu.

"Young man!"

Su Mu was stunned for a moment, stopped and looked at the lame middle-aged man.

"Since you can enter the genius training camp, at least it means that your talent is very good. Train well and pay attention to safety. The future of the human race depends on young people like you!"

He smiled at Su Mu.

"I will!"

Su Mu nodded towards him.

The lame middle-aged man also nodded.

Then he drove the car towards the rear of the human race.

For people like him, because of his physical disability, it is almost impossible for him to go back to the battlefield.

He could have chosen to go directly back to the human race to do other things and enjoy the rest of his life.

But in the end I chose such a job.

I am afraid that I am reluctant to leave this battlefield and want to finally contribute my own strength to this battlefield.

Watching the armored vehicle gradually go away.

Su Mu slowly walked into the camp.

After registering your identity.

A soldier asked Su Mu to wait outside the camp.

While Su Mu was waiting.

Several soldiers nearby seemed to be sizing up Su Mu, a newcomer who suddenly came to the camp.

Although he didn't say anything, the gaze that fell on Su Mu made Su Mu feel a little uncomfortable.

Su Mu probably had some guesses about what they were thinking.

Training camp has started for more than a week.

At this time, it was obviously strange to suddenly intervene.

After Su Mu waited for a long time.

A young man in military uniform finally came slowly to Su Mu.

"Are you the new camper?"

The young man glanced at Su Mu.

Su Mu followed the young man.

As the young man walked, he also began to talk to Su Mu about something.

"Since you are here, let me briefly explain the rules here. This is a temporary camp set up by the Longjing Martial Arts University Genius Training Camp. I am Xiao Lin, the military leader of the temporary camp. I am responsible for assisting your genius training camp. In the remaining time of the training and assessment mission, if you don’t want to look too ugly when you leave, you’d better go to the battlefield a few more times to ensure that you earn at least one hundred merit points. In the final camp assessment, merit points are the most important criteria for judging.”

While walking with Su Mu.

Su Mu has already seen some campers from the talent training camp.

And those campers obviously noticed Su Mu.

Suddenly, everyone's faces were filled with shock, and some people couldn't help but scream.

"Su Mu! It's Su Mu!"

"He is back!"