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Chapter 157 [156] Surprised The Audience With Technology

Chapter 157: [156] Stunning the Audience

Afternoon.

Snowflakes continued to fall.

Cheng Han finally saw the headquarters of the Black Armor Army - Black Mountain Camp.

In a snowy valley, there was a crystal-clear blue lake, perfectly nestled in the center of the valley, like a beautiful sapphire.

In the middle of the lake, a large black castle could be seen, towering above the water like a silent black giant.

White, blue, and black, these three colors formed the main tone of this scene.

This scenery was picturesque enough to be called breathtaking.

Mu Zhenghao, the deputy lieutenant of the Second Battalion, smiled and introduced, "The valley is called 'White Valley,' the lake is called 'Blue Lake,' and the castle is called 'Black Castle.' The names are easy to remember, aren't they?"

Cheng Han nodded lightly, "Very fitting."

These names were indeed straightforward.

Mu Zhenghao turned his head to look at the castle, his tone filled with emotion, "I have been in the 'Black Castle' for over thirty years, and I still have four years left of my service."

According to the system, soldiers would retire from the Black Armor Army and be assigned to various departments under the Council of Governance after serving a certain number of years and before their strength began to decline.

Cheng Han couldn't help but think of a saying from his past life - "The camp is made of iron, the soldiers are made of water."

Mu Zhenghao didn't dwell on it for long, waving his hand and saying, "Let's go! I'll take you to see the Army Commander first."

Leading the way, the deputy lieutenant walked to the lake, suddenly stopping his steps and slightly tilting his head to steal a glance at Cheng Han, his heart filled with anticipation.

According to past experience, newcomers would surely ask in surprise, "Why isn't there a bridge over the Blue Lake?"

Then the guide could perform and leave the newcomer dumbfounded.

In the two hundred years since the establishment of Black Mountain Camp, this scene had been played out countless times, but it still never failed to entertain. Many people even fought to be the ones guiding the newcomers.

However...

Reality disappointed Mu Zhenghao.

Cheng Han didn't ask at all, instead, he walked directly, without hesitation, circling around the lake for about ten meters and stepped onto the lake's surface, walking briskly towards the Black Castle.

It's just an illusion, such a small trick can't fool my eyes?

Mu Zhenghao was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but ask, "How did you know there's a hidden stone bridge here?"

Cheng Han didn't turn around, smiling, he said, "Intuition!"

After all, I am a genius, and a genius's intuition is unreasonable like this.

Don't understand?

This genius doesn't care if you can understand or not.

Mu Zhenghao sighed, "Impressive!"

Why is it so difficult to see this kid make a fool of himself?

Entering the Black Castle.

Cheng Han immediately noticed that although the castle was close to the water, it didn't have the feeling of darkness and dampness, but rather dry and clean, with the air filled with a fresh scent.

There was no doubt.

This was naturally due to mystic arts.

The interior decoration style of the castle seemed simple, but it was far from simple.

Take one example, every piece of flooring within sight had no color difference between any two pieces, and there were no signs of wear on the surface.

This was truly unbelievable.

Black Castle had a history of two hundred years, with thousands of people coming and going every day, their boots constantly rubbing against the floor, how could there be no signs of wear?

It's not difficult to understand that behind the simplicity, there was actually meticulous maintenance beyond ordinary people's imagination, which meant a huge investment of manpower, resources, and finances.

In short, luxury hidden in modesty.

Ten minutes later.

The two entered a living room on the upper floor of the castle.

Opposite the living room were two heavy doors, and next to them, a bronze plaque hung on the wall, engraved with a line of words - Army Commander's Affairs Hall.

Two attendants in white stood on either side of the doors, standing tall and straight like pine trees.

The so-called "Army Commander" meant "the leader of an army."

There were many comfortable seats on both sides of the living room, with both staff and soldiers sitting there quietly, waiting for an audience with the Army Commander.

At this moment.

Cheng Han and Mu Zhenghao walked in together, naturally attracting the attention of many people.

One of the white-clad attendants scanned their faces and immediately greeted, "Lieutenant Mu, Mr. Cheng, right? The Army Commander is waiting for you, please come in!"

By directly bypassing others, this was obviously a form of cutting in line.

A group of waiting people saw the situation and immediately stirred up a slight commotion.

Whispers could be heard.

"Who is Mr. Cheng?"

"He actually made the Military Commander specially make time."

On the other side.

Two attendants pushed open the door together.

"Creak!"

What came into view was a palace-like huge office, with an area of no less than 200 square meters.

Cheng Han walked into the door unhurriedly, still able to hear the whispers floating behind him.

"By the way, that genius newcomer who killed 'Qibi', seems to be surnamed Cheng."

"He looks really young. I'm afraid that in a few years, Black Mountain Camp will have another important figure."

"There have been many geniuses in the past who died prematurely. Let's observe whether Cheng Han is a true genius for now."

Cheng Han listened to various voices and subtly shook his head.

Black Mountain Camp appeared to be high and mighty, but in reality, it was a place of right and wrong.

Soon.

Cheng Han saw a dignified middle-aged man - the Military Commander of this generation, Gong Zhenghuan.

Gong Zhenghuan praised first, "Indeed, a young hero."

The Military Commander then said something unexpected, "Cheng Han, are you interested in being my 'Guardian'?"

Simply put, the Guardian is the Military Commander's close attendant, and even the captains of the five major battle groups have to treat them with a smile. There aren't many opportunities to carry out various external tasks.

Mu Zhenghao's face immediately changed.

Guardians are usually selected openly from soldiers who have served for more than five years. To actually want a newcomer to be a Guardian, isn't that too eager to poach?

Cheng Han listened with a strange expression.

He thought for a moment and firmly refused, "My parents died in a mysterious incident. I have witnessed many tragedies at the Inspection Bureau. I hope to travel to every corner of the Tai'an Small Spirit Realm and do my best to eliminate the mysterious."

In the eyes of others, being a Guardian not only had a high status, but also didn't have to participate in combat missions, greatly reducing the risk of death. It was definitely a coveted position.

But he was not interested at all. If he didn't face various mysteries and followers of strange gods, the All-Knowing Eye would have no place to display its abilities. How could he quickly improve his strength?

Mu Zhenghao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As the Vice Captain, he had read Cheng Han's file and knew that the talented youth had a bit of idealism.

Although this seemed a bit naive, now it seemed that this naivety wasn't a bad thing. At least it could leave behind a genius for the Second Battle Group.

Gong Zhenghuan looked regretful, but did not force it, "Alright, I look forward to you making contributions to the Black Armor Army."

Next was the formal procedure.

First.

An attendant unfolded a document and announced, "Military Commander's order, appointing Cheng Han as a third-level warrior."

The ranks of the Black Armor Army were divided into eight levels: first-level, second-level, third-level warriors, squad leaders, senior squad leaders, vice captains, captains, and the highest Military Commander.

Mu Zhenghao was surprised.

Under normal circumstances, newcomers were all first-level warriors. It was only after five years of normal performance that they could be promoted to second-level warriors, and it would take ten years to become a third-level warrior.

To directly confer the rank of third-level warrior to a newcomer was something he had never heard of.

Cheng Han calmly accepted the appointment letter.

And a small item - the emblem of a third-level warrior.

Secondly.

Another attendant opened a thicker document and read aloud, "Third-level warrior Cheng Han, monthly salary set at twelve gold coins/month..."

This salary was equivalent to the income of an ordinary person for five years, definitely a high income.

The person read a long string, roughly introducing the benefits.

Salary was only a part of it, there were also many benefits.

In short, the better the performance and the more achievements, the better the treatment.

Finally.

It was the armor bestowal ceremony.

Under the gaze of a group of people, two attendants pushed over a small cart with a brand new set of armor on it.

This was a set of standard armor for the Black Armor Army, made from "Black Melted Iron", with a strength three times that of ordinary steel.

Only by wearing the "Black Armor" could one be considered a true Black Armor Army warrior in the eyes of the world.

The two attendants worked together to help Cheng Han put on the black armor.

Gong Zhenghuan personally picked up the helmet and smiled, saying, "Cheng Han, let me help you put it on."

Cheng Han quickly said, "Thank you!"

The onlookers around all showed surprise.

Everyone knew that Gong Junzhu had been in the position of Junzhu for seventeen years, and this was the second time he personally helped a newcomer put on a helmet.

The first time was when he received the first new recruit, which had a more symbolic meaning.

"Click!"

With a light sound.

Gong Zhenghuan fastened the helmet buckle, patted Cheng Han's shoulder, and said seriously, "I have high hopes for you!"

Cheng Han modestly said, "You flatter me."

Mu Zhenghao clicked his tongue.

The Deputy Colonel remembered that this was the first time the Junzhu had said such words to a newcomer.

It could be expected that within half a day, this phrase "I have high hopes for you" would spread throughout the entire Heishan Camp.

And this was both praise and pressure.

Mu Zhenghao secretly muttered, "Kid, from today onwards, everyone will view you with the highest standards. I hope you can handle the pressure."

A servant timely shouted, "The ceremony is over!"

This sentence marked the end of the armor bestowal ceremony.

Mu Zhenghao thought to himself, "The first test has come."

Another servant stepped forward, smiling and said, "Soldier Cheng, Heishan Camp has a tradition. Every new soldier who puts on armor for the first time needs to perform in public."

This person pointed to the Blue Lake outside the glass window and continued, "The specific method is to cross the Blue Lake wearing the armor and reach the other side without using any items outside the armor, nor using the Denge style."

All eyes were locked onto Cheng Han.

Among them, there was anticipation.

And there was scrutiny.

In the past, most newcomers, carrying armor weighing over thirty kilograms, would run tens of meters on the water's surface before falling into the water.

For the rest of the journey, they could only hold their breath and walk underwater, emerging on the other side.

At this moment.

For this talented newcomer, everyone unconsciously raised their expectations.

As a genius, if he were to be like other newcomers, wouldn't it be a disgrace to his genius title?

Cheng Han calmly nodded, "I'm ready."

Five minutes later.

Two servants led the way in front.

Cheng Han stepped onto a balcony without railings, or rather, a diving platform.

This was the dedicated place for newcomers to showcase their skills.

Behind him.

Gong Zhenghuan personally came over to watch the show.

There were no less than five hundred spectators, forming a dense crowd.

Cheng Han remained calm, taking out the six short spears from the back of the armor.

A servant reminded, "Soldier Cheng, the short spears are part of the armor and cannot be left here."

Cheng Han nodded, "I understand."

A low murmur arose from the crowd.

"Do you want to take off the short spears to lighten the load? It's too boring to play such a small trick."

"Yeah, when I was just a level one soldier, I didn't use these methods."

One second later.

Cheng Han squinted his eyes and suddenly moved.

He grasped the short spears and, with extremely fast speed, threw them one by one.

"Woo~"

Each spear made a different whistling sound when thrown.

Some were sharp;

Some were slightly dull;

What was surprising was that their flying speeds were actually different.

Some are fast;

Some are slow;

Some start off fast and then quickly slow down.

And there are short spears that start off slow and then become fast, which goes against intuition.

In an instant,

Cheng Han let out a light shout and leaped high into the air.

Hundreds of onlookers witnessed an extraordinary set of skills.

They saw Cheng Han glide through the air for fifteen meters and his right boot stomped on the slowest flying spear.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound.

Using this force, Cheng Han leaped again.

The spear seemed to contain a rebound force, and he used this force to jump even higher and farther.

This is the hidden power within power.

Not only that,

The spear was also caught by the boot and lightly flicked back, "click," inserted back into the armor's groove.

This is the technique of the first move of the Nine Elements Battle Skill - Stealing Horse and Concealing Power.

The two attendants standing on the jumping platform suddenly widened their mouths.

They had seen many newcomers perform, but this was the first time they had seen such a skill.

Next,

Cheng Han consecutively jumped five times in the air, each time stepping on a spear.

This was truly an incredible thing.

Because the spear was shot out first, and then the person jumped out.

Anyone could see that in order to form a series of perfect relay jumps, it required powerful calculation and extremely precise control.

Any slight mistake would lead to failure in the performance and the person would fall into the Blue Lake.

"Boom!"

With the final muffled sound,

Cheng Han just happened to cross the three hundred meter wide lake and quickly descended, flipping in the air a few times before landing steadily on the ground.

Then,

The sixth spear fell from the sky.

Cheng Han didn't move.

After a moment,

"Click!"

The spear fell into the armor's slot.

This was obviously a fancy show of skill.

It also perfectly met the requirement - the person goes over, and the armor and weapon also go over.

Inside the castle on the opposite bank,

The scene quieted for a moment.

This amazing set of skills left everyone speechless.

"Clap! Clap!"