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Chapter 167 [166] Prelude to Revenge

The battle against the Crimson Corpse turned Cheng Han into a highly sought-after commodity.

In the past, although he was known as a genius youth in Black Mountain Camp, the Black Armor Army's combat style was primarily team-based, with team cooperation being the most important consideration.

Many squads were unsure of his team abilities, so no squad leaders approached him.

But now, during the Crimson Corpse hunt, Cheng Han's demonstrated strategic planning and teamwork were evident to everyone.

Including Vice Commandant Tie Feng, all the soldiers rated him very highly.

And which squad wouldn't want a warrior with such strong combat power and excellent teamwork?

Thus,

Mu Qiushan, the commandant of the Second Battle Group, was now facing a headache.

Four squad leaders were eyeing him covetously, wanting to bring Cheng Han into their teams.

"I am a senior squad leader! I have twenty-eight years of experience leading teams!"

One of the squad leaders, named "Ao Feng," gave the above reason.

"I am also a senior squad leader! My temper is very mild, and I guarantee that Cheng Han will feel the warmth of a family."

Another squad leader, called "Ling Handong," while showcasing his own advantages, also subtly stepped on his competitors.

The so-called "mild temper" was obviously hinting that Ao Feng had a terrible temper.

This was also a stimulating tactic; if Ao Feng became angry, wouldn't it perfectly prove the point?

However,

At the critical moment, Ao Feng didn't fall for it, instead revealing a peaceful smile: "In front of a genius youth, no one's temper will be bad."

The third squad leader was not a senior squad leader, so he elaborated on his advantages, or rather, shamelessly flattered the genius youth from afar:

"As far as I know, Cheng Han has extremely keen senses. He used this to kill many strange creatures when he was in the Patrol Department.

"I think this ability is very important to the team. I am willing to share the squad leader's authority and corresponding benefits with Cheng Han."

Ling Handong and Ao Feng turned to look at this guy, each saying in their hearts: He's even willing to give up power and money, truly awesome!

The fourth person was also an ordinary squad leader, and he behaved even more directly, or rather, even more shamelessly:

"If Cheng Han is in my team, his voice will carry the most weight!"

The other three all looked sideways.

You're even willing to give up being a squad leader?

That's ruthless!

Even Mu Qiushan was a little speechless.

The commandant was a little unsure in his heart and didn't speak for a long time.

Ao Feng urged, "Commandant, please make a decision."

Mu Qiushan didn't answer, but instead asked a question: "Do you know how many war merit points Cheng Han has helped the Second Battle Group obtain during his time in Black Mountain Camp?"

The commandant began to explain on his own: "Cheng Han broke the fastest record for comprehending rune imprints twice, and the army master rewarded a total of one thousand five hundred points.

"The day before yesterday, he discovered clues about a looting group, helped the battle group eliminate a group of heretical god followers, and skillfully killed the Crimson Corpse.

"And he also helped the Patrol Department solve nine old cases. The Patrol Department officially sent a letter of thanks, and the army master rewarded a total of two thousand five hundred war merit points."

According to the Black Armor Army's system, the war merit points for hunting heretical god followers are more generous than killing strange creatures, so the reward was so high this time.

Mu Qiushan held up four fingers: "A total of four thousand points!"

The faces of the four squad leaders all changed.

They naturally knew what this number meant.

Under normal circumstances, a Black Armor Army squad can solve an average of eighteen strange events each year, which is approximately six thousand war merit points.

Adding in miscellaneous gains, they can usually obtain about eight thousand points each year.

Note.

This is not for one person.

But for the entire squad's harvest.

And Cheng Han, in less than half a month in Black Mountain Camp, earned the Second Battle Group war merit points equivalent to half a year's effort for a squad.

Who would believe that this was a rookie's record?

Ao Feng took a breath and rushed to say: "Commandant, I think Cheng Han can be my squad leader."

As long as such an awesome figure is brought over, there is a high probability that one can experience the taste of being the "strongest squad in the Black Armor Army" next year.

In that case, is there a need to value the name of a squad leader so much?

The other three also reacted and began to scramble.

"I'll do whatever Cheng Han tells me to do!"

"Cheng Han is my dad!"

The last sentence, "recognizing a dad," made Mu Qiushan's face twitch.

He waved his hand: "Letting Cheng Han join any one squad is unfair to the other squads."

Ao Feng wanted to say, "It would be very fair if he joined my squad," but in front of the commandant, he didn't dare to joke around.

Mu Qiushan made a decision: "I plan to grant Cheng Han 'freedom of discretion.' He doesn't have to be restricted by the squad system.

"Cheng Han can cooperate with any squad… of course, only squads from the Second Battle Group. He can freely choose the tasks he wants to do."

Several squad leaders were all stunned.

Ao Feng couldn't help but say: "Commandant, there doesn't seem to be a precedent for this, right? Will the army master agree?"

Mu Qiushan glared at him: "Who said there's no precedent? More than a hundred years ago, the Black Armor Army had such a thing."

From this sentence, it can be heard that the commandant had this idea long ago and even took the time to inquire about it.

Ao Feng quickly flattered him: "Commandant is wise."

Mu Qiushan began to unceremoniously chase people away: "Alright, it's settled then, you guys go out first."

A group of squad leaders didn't dare to disobey and left obediently.

Ao Feng walked a distance, suddenly turned in a direction, and strode towards the ordinary dormitory area.

This person was a senior squad leader and lived in a luxurious dormitory. His intention in going to the ordinary dormitory area was self-evident.

*

At this moment,

Cheng Han was riding the feather beast Guagua, heading to the blacksmith shop of Black Mountain Camp.

The Black Armor Army allowed warriors to bring their mounts into the camp and provided free care, but feather beasts had to wear identification items.

This time, upon returning from Qinglin City, he specially brought the feather beast Guagua over.

"Aang!"

Guagua took large strides in the snow while looking around, deeply curious about everything around it.

Cheng Han's vision was unfocused, and various thoughts were running through his mind.

"Ordinary people only know the three great heretical gods and don't know much about their specific situations, but I have systematically studied the history of the Middle Ages and know a lot of information.

"The First Heretical God is the most powerful heretical god, possessing several divine authorities, in addition to 'manipulating flesh and blood,' there is also 'revenge.'

"All behaviors that conform to 'revenge' will increase the divine power source of the First Heretical God. When I killed Bald Gutt earlier, He tried to descend a trace of power because of this.

"Although I used the aura of the trash boss to scare away the First Heretical God, the Destruction Envoy is an organization under that heretical god, and they will most likely retaliate."

This is precisely what makes heretical god followers the most troublesome.

In order to please the heretical god, these people often behave like madmen, often doing some things that are crazy in the eyes of ordinary people.

"The Black Armor Army must know about the matter of revenge, but they don't know that the Destruction Envoy's next retaliation is likely to be more violent than expected.

"The last time at the Mist Gate of the rookie training, I secretly killed an executive officer of the Destruction Envoy, and that lady was a Profound Practitioner-level expert.

"The Destruction Envoy suffered a big loss, but they couldn't find the murderer. They couldn't even find an object to seek revenge on, so they must be holding back a bellyful of anger.

Thinking of this, Cheng Han couldn't help but sigh: "This time, a group of believers died, and these people will probably settle old and new scores together."

As a qualified playwright, he immediately had an idea: "Can I use this to write the next script?"

He decisively connected to the soul link and instructed the female leader: "Pay attention to the internal movements of the Destruction Envoy. If there is any disturbance, report it immediately."

"As you command, Your Excellency!"

Qu Xiaoying's answer was as quick as ever.

A dozen seconds later,

Guagua approached the sapphire-like Blue Lake.

Looking around, a large number of servants were working hard, clearing the snow that had accumulated overnight on the ring road.

The other party also discovered the feather beast, and low voices immediately rang out.

"That seems to be Military Officer Cheng!"

"Everyone, make way!"

"Make way for Military Officer Cheng!"

A red ribbon was tied around Guagua's neck by a little girl. The feather beast liked it very much, and it refused to take it off even if the ribbon was dirty.

Although Cheng Han was wearing a thick snowsuit, this feature was remembered by those who were interested, so the servants recognized his identity.

Soon,

The servants avoided to both sides of the road.

Many people took the initiative to greet him.

"Good morning, Military Officer Cheng!"

Cheng Han politely nodded in greeting: "Good morning, everyone!"

With a thought, he activated the power of the "Spirit" end of the Body Tempering Imprint.

"Puff! Puff!"

The snow suddenly wriggled, and several chubby snowmen emerged.

The servants were startled.

The snowmen opened their arms made of ice and snow, and the surrounding snow automatically adhered to them. They moved in a sliding posture, easily pushing large areas of snow towards the Blue Lake.

"Plop!"

The snow touched the water surface and instantly melted into the clear blue lake water.

The Blue Lake possessed miraculous power, and the lake water never froze.

The snowmen themselves possessed the power of ice and snow, and their snow-clearing efficiency was equivalent to twenty servants. After pushing just once, a four-meter-wide section of the road became clean in an instant.

This was precisely the snow control method he had previously learned from the snow dogs.

Now that Cheng Han had mastered the ice-type Profound Art characteristics and had the reputation of a young genius, he could show it to others without any scruples.

The servants were all stunned.

It wasn't until the feather beast had walked more than ten meters away that they finally came back to their senses and bowed to Cheng Han.

"Thank you, Military Officer Cheng!"

"Military Officer Cheng is too kind!"

These servants had been in Black Mountain Camp for so many years, and it was the first time they had seen a warrior willing to help the servants with their work.

Interspersed with heartfelt praises.

"That's amazing!"

"Snowmen clearing snow, I've learned something new today!"

*

Not long after,

Cheng Han arrived at the blacksmith shop.

The craftsman immediately recognized the famous young genius and respectfully asked: "Military Officer Cheng, what do you need?"

This burly man glanced at the feather beast and immediately understood: "Is this your feather beast? Do you want to equip it with an identification copper ring?"

Cheng Han nodded: "Please!"

After finishing speaking,

He fell into a state of contemplation again, silently conceiving the next script in his mind.

The craftsman was a little embarrassed.

Feather beasts were not very intelligent animals, and wearing a copper ring was a complicated task that required the cooperation of the feather beast's owner.

But this genius youth looked like he was in a daze, and the strong man didn't dare to disturb him rashly.

The craftsman had no choice but to put the copper ring on the workbench, waiting for Cheng Han to come back to his senses.

"Aang!"

Guagua suddenly called out.

The craftsman looked at the feather beast, not understanding what it meant.

Guagua stretched out its long beak and gently pecked the copper ring.

"Ding!"

In its pair of vertical pupils, there was clearly a hint of urging.

The craftsman seemed to understand and tentatively asked: "Are you willing to cooperate with my work?"

"Aang!"

Guagua called out again.

Not only that.

The feather beast also spread its pair of wings, raised a right foot, and struck a strange pose of "golden rooster standing on one leg."

This appearance was really ridiculous.

Guagua's observation was very keen. When it entered Black Mountain Camp yesterday, it had already noticed that the feather beasts here all wore a copper ring on their right ankles.

The moment it saw the copper ring, it understood the purpose of its owner bringing it here.

The craftsman was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but say: "So smart!"

"Aang!"

Guagua's cry showed a hint of pride.

The craftsman pointed to the workbench and politely said: "Please put your right foot on it."

Guagua did as it was told.

The craftsman picked up two semicircular rings, put them on the feather beast's ankle, and then used tools to adjust their tightness to ensure that they fit snugly but were not too tight.

Guagua tilted its head and watched very attentively.

Judging from its appearance, it seemed to be concentrating on learning how to install and remove it.

Three minutes later.

The tightness adjustment was completed.

The craftsman took out four small parts and some auxiliary tools and began to fix the semicircular ring.

"Ding! Ding!"

"Dang! Dang!"

After a burst of hammer blows, the ring was installed.

Throughout the entire process, Guagua behaved very cooperatively, showing intelligence far beyond that of ordinary feather beasts.

The craftsman praised without hesitation: "You are the smartest feather beast I have ever seen!"

The strong man sighed again: "It's really worthy of being a genius, even the feather beast he raises is about to become a spirit!"

"Aang!"

Guagua accepted the praise.

Afterwards,

It did something unexpected.

Guagua suddenly raised its right foot, made a golden rooster standing on one leg, and its bird neck, like a long neck, flicked four times at an extremely fast speed.

The sharp bird beak accurately hit the copper ring.

"Ding! Ding!"

Four consecutive times.

The newly installed copper ring instantly shattered into pieces.

The craftsman was dumbfounded and hurriedly shouted: "What are you doing?"

He never expected that the fixed copper pillar, which could only be hammered in with a hammer, would be so easily pecked out.

He had been a blacksmith in Black Mountain Camp for decades and had never seen such a strange thing.

Was this feather beast going against the heavens?

"Aang!"

Guagua called out again.

The feather beast immediately did something even more surprising.

It swiftly picked up all the components with its long beak, placed them on the workbench, then hopped onto the bench with its right foot. Its long beak moved with a flurry of activity.

"Ding! Ding!"

The copper ring was back in place.

Identical to how it was before.

The artisan was completely petrified.

Is this feathered beast a monster? Do you also want to take over the blacksmith's job?

Nearby.

After some brainstorming and deduction, Cheng Han had finally roughly determined the outline of his new script.

It included many elements:

Dark revenge;

Righteous punishment;

Bloody slaughter, desperate battles;

Loyalty, honor, and never retreating!

Cheng Han muttered to himself, "Just thinking about writing these elements into the script makes me excited!"

He grinned slightly, "The name of this script will be 'Revenge: Overture'!"

"Awk!"

Gua Gua's cry startled him back to reality.

Cheng Han glanced at the copper ring on the feathered beast's ankle, turned to the artisan, and said politely, "Thank you for your hard work!"

The artisan's expression was extremely subtle, and he shook his head repeatedly, "No hard work at all!"

Indeed, it wasn't hard work.

Just a little shocking!