The edge of pure land

At half past two in the night, Yuan Qing stood on the ruins at the gate of the city and called to his adjutant: "Where are the people? Hurry up and ask the people from the Bureau of Resources to come over and send the best dissector to dissect the earth dragon at the door. , if they don’t come again, the body will stink! Also, let the Paleontology Research Department analyze its behavioral logic and parentage, it is best to find its lair. If there are no other earth dragons within a hundred kilometers, the city gate It can be rebuilt.”

The adjutant nodded slightly: "Understood, Major Yuan Qing."

Earth Dragon is a second-level deformed mutant. Every organ and tissue in his body can be used as a material to make a soul blade. It is a very precious resource in the Pure Land.

Early tomorrow morning, the body of this earth dragon will be taken away, dissected into thousands of parts, processed and stored in the material warehouse.

Cocoon Breakers can exchange their merits for its materials to create their own soul blade.

The high-powered members of the Third City Guard were filled with shock when they looked at the behemoth that fell outside the city. When they looked at this charming and wild female officer, their eyes were filled with enthusiasm and awe.

Yuan Qing really enjoyed this kind of admiring look. She had never had this kind of experience at home, so she stayed as cold as possible while walking through the ruins.

Every step he takes shows the fierceness and grace of the female officer.

"vomit."

The logistics team couldn't help but retching while handling the corpse of the White Walker.

Yuan Qing gave them a cold look: "It's really useless."

However, when the stench hit her face, she had the urge to vomit.

The environment on the front line is indeed harsh. Even if she grew up in a military camp, she would inevitably feel tired. Especially during this period, her skin was worse than before, and she had to take time to go back to a top doctor for care and purchase some skin care products.

In addition to training supplies, her merit points are basically used in this area.

"Major Haraharu."

Kashiwagi stood at the top of the tower, looked at the burned corpse, and performed a military salute.

"Casualties?"

Yuan Qing climbed up the tower and was too lazy to be polite to him.

"Six of the high-energy species were slightly injured and three were seriously injured. They are expected to recover within a week. Among the medium-energy species who were promoted later, 15 people died and 34 were seriously injured. Ten of them have exhausted their lifespan and are no longer usable."

"So serious? What do you do for food?"

"Yes, no one expected that there would be so many White Walkers this time. I have tried my best to remedy the situation, but I still cannot withstand such a huge wave of White Walkers."

"Is it?"

Yuan Qing had worked with him for a while, and naturally knew this man's virtue, and said coldly: "My father once said that a good commander should cherish the lives of soldiers, otherwise he will just be a coward hiding under the protection of his military rank. If this happens again, I will blow your head off."

Of course, she knew that what she said would most likely be in vain.

In a place like Shengen City, especially at the lowest front line, the officers here usually do not regard soldiers as human beings, and are even more afraid that their positions will be replaced by capable people.

If she hadn't killed the Earth Dragon alone today, the casualties would have been even more serious.

It's a pity that she is only a major.

It was not her uncle who was the commander-in-chief of the City Guard Corps.

There's nothing you can do about this mess.

"Where are the two stupid young newcomers?"

Yuan Qing suddenly thought of something and asked lightly.

Just now she also investigated the origins of the two newcomers.

Those who break out of the cocoon have entered the land of past lives.

This kind of quality is very rare in the city guard.

"The medical department is providing treatment, and his vital signs are stable."

Kashiwagi said expressionlessly: "The talents are pretty good."

"No wonder I can rush to the front."

Yuan Qing frowned: "Since they are newcomers, let's go through an expedited process and quickly calculate their military merits. The frontline combat power is in short supply, so let them catch up as soon as possible."

Instructor Kashiwagi said: "Yes, Major."

"What happened tonight is not normal. I will ask someone to investigate the specific situation. I will leave the matters in the camp to you. I want to go back and rest." Yuan Qing turned around and left with the iron bow. She was exhausted. I just want to go back to my place, take a hot bath, take off my clothes and lie on the big soft bed, and have a good sleep.

But as soon as she took half a step, her footsteps stopped.

There was a hint of astonishment on the charming face under the short chestnut hair.

Kashiwagi's expression suddenly changed, and he turned around immediately.

"Oh my God."

They all heard the sound of the earth collapsing.

Dust was billowing on the horizon in the distance, and there seemed to be more than ten huge black shadows looming in the dust. The black tide of corpses spread like sea water, accompanied by terrifying roars.

The White Walkers invade.

A massive White Walker invasion.

There are so many that it makes one’s scalp tingle!

If this wave of White Walkers arrives in the city, it will destroy more than just the west city gate. The entire western metal barrier is at risk of collapse, and the consequences will be disastrous.

"Hurry up and notify the City Lord's Mansion and contact the Sacrifice Hall immediately."

Yuan Qing's pupils shrank and she ordered: "No, go and ask Mr. Longque to come over first!"

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There was a bonfire burning in the camp in West City. After the logistics team came over overnight to dispose of the corpses of the White Walkers, they also cleaned the battlefield and the stench of corpses was barely dissipated.

The medical department also treated the injured. All the slightly injured ones had been bandaged, and all the seriously injured ones were put on stretchers and sent away. They also sent a batch of emergency medical supplies, such as glucose and saline, if needed. You can get the IV drip yourself.

Under the cold windy broken shed, Lu Fuji lay unconscious in a sleeping bag, with a bandage wrapped around his forehead, a needle inserted into the back of his right hand, and a bag of glucose at the other end of the infusion tube.

Jose will stay here tonight, adding firewood to the fireplace and eating bread.

"That's such nonsense."

Thinking about tonight's experience, it was like a dream.

And this is likely to become their daily routine in the future.

He Sai heard from the high-energy species here that every time the Third City Guards gathered in an emergency, they had to be prepared to die. Those who survived would sit around the bonfire to keep warm, and everyone would cook something to fill their stomachs. If the conditions are good, a bottle of wine will be opened to celebrate.

This is a very strange phenomenon, because there is no human touch here. Everyone is indeed a comrade-in-arms, but in a sense, they are also competitors competing for merit.

Jose soon understood, because the adjutant of the Third City Guard came to the camp with military equipment and projected the battle footage captured by the drone on the open space.

"Count the heads!"

It is said that the adjutant is quite popular here and his behavior is fair and kind.

If it were instructor Kashiwagi who was here, then they would probably shrink their heads like chickens, and no one would dare to talk nonsense for fear of being punished.

Every time the Third City Guards went through a battle, their superiors would count their merits by counting their heads, assess each soldier's on-the-spot performance, and reward and punish those who deserved them.

"This is my head!"

"Fart, that White Walker was killed by my axe, your bullets are useless!"

"This has to be mine, right?"

He Sai listened to their busy discussion and vaguely understood something.

Lu Buer always felt that he was not deeply involved in the world and was naive in many cases.

He admits.

But it's not like he doesn't have his own little thoughts.

Compared with Lu Fuji, he has an obvious advantage.

That means being thick-skinned!

"Fart, this is obviously my brother Lu's head!"

"This is the same. If Brother Lu hadn't knocked it over first, you would have been attacked by it long ago. How could it be your turn to snatch the head? The head can't be counted like this, right? It has to be based on contribution!"

"Did you see this? Who said Brother Lu didn't touch the White Walker's head? His hair has obviously touched it. According to your logic just now, doesn't it mean whoever touches it last will have his head?"

"This must belong to Brother Lu. Obviously the White Walkers were frightened by his aura! What, you didn't notice? That's your own problem, it's none of our business!"

A veteran finally couldn't stand it anymore, and turned around and said expressionlessly: "Everything belongs to you, even a strand of hair can be considered a human head, so why are you so shameless?"

Many soldiers are gearing up. Those who can survive here are not good stubble. After experiencing a bloody battle, they are impetuous and want to teach this brat who is not afraid of death.

But when they caught a glimpse of the unconscious young man in the shed, they hesitated.

The scene where Lu Fuji went crazy was still deeply etched in their memories.

If this madman wakes up and goes crazy again to take revenge, they may not be able to bear it.

The adjutant remained expressionless, but the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. He had been in the Third City Guards for more than half a year, and this was the first time he saw such a shameless newcomer, so he said helplessly: "It is your contribution, it is absolutely indispensable. You should take care of your friend first, he has a very rare form of holy riot syndrome, and you must be more careful in the early stages of practice."

He Sai was stunned: "What is Holy Riot Syndrome?"

The adjutant was silent for a moment and explained: "To put it simply, his physique is different from ordinary people. Both mentally and physically, he is very adaptable to life energy. Such people tend to practice themselves faster than ordinary people. This This is also the reason for his outstanding combat power.”

"But the price is that he is currently unable to control this violent life energy. When fighting, he will look like a life-threatening lunatic. To put it less accurately... it will be like a cerebral hemorrhage."

He smiled and said: "But it's not a big problem. As long as he adapts slowly, he can always control it gradually. You have to let him learn to cultivate his moral character."

He Sai seemed to understand, and nodded slightly: "Understood, thank you, the adjutant is really a good man, I wish you good luck, a bright future, and a son early and many children!"

The corner of the adjutant's eye twitched again.

The expressions of the high-powered people present have changed. From the adjutant's patience, it can be seen that this stupid young man has a good talent, otherwise there is no need to waste more words.

As for the guy lying in the shed, he actually has a rare form of holy riot syndrome.

This kind of competitiveness is quite strong.

"Let's break up. I will make my own decision on the matter of merit."

The adjutant glanced at his watch and suddenly said: "Stay here for the newcomers. Originally, according to regulations, your social resources will be delivered at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. But since your merit rating has changed, I need to review it again, so It’s going to take a while.”

The high-energy types gradually dispersed. They had been hanging out with the Third City Guards for a while. Of course, they would not live in the broken shacks near the city gate, but built wooden houses in a better location.

He Sai was stunned, guarding their shabby shed and asked: "What social resources? Wait, it won't be allocated to our family, right? Damn it, do I want multiple fathers or multiple mothers?"

The adjutant smiled: "Maybe I will have more wives."

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Late at night, Lu Fuji finally woke up, as if he had had a nightmare.

The shabby shed was still in front of him. The unkempt boy was curled up in his sleeping bag and fell asleep leaning against the wall. Firewood was burning in the fireplace next to him, exuding a warmth in the cold wind.

"He Sai?"

He called softly, but received no response.

It seems that he slept to death.

He tried hard to recall what happened before he fell into coma. He probably decided to use the sacred rhythm to evolve at a critical moment, but the cancer pain struck at the most critical moment.

Next, the heart mark in his palm beat, and the sacred and solemn rhythm became strange and eerie. Hallucinations appeared in the depths of his consciousness again, as if he saw the devil dancing.

He tried to clench his fists. The existence of power was so real. His body, which had been tortured by terminal illness, was no longer weak and was glowing with vitality like dead wood.

The sacred rhythm cannot save him, but the strange mark on his palm can.

etc!

Lu Fuji felt his scalp numb, because he realized that his cancer cells could divide infinitely, and they could release life energy endlessly to assist evolution!

Not only that, when the cancer cells divide and die, it can also relieve his cancer pain.

He no longer needs to worry about the damage to his lifespan on the road to evolution, because he has found a loophole!

It is precisely this loophole that allows him to go very far on the road of evolution!

"What exactly is going on?"

Lu Fuji knew very well that his cancer had not been cured. He could vaguely remember that the cancer cells in his body were being devoured, so the cancer pain would disappear like a tide.

This allowed him to completely avoid the side effects of the sacred rhythm and obtain the life energy needed for evolution.

He stared at the palm of his right hand. The burn mark had almost healed, but the veins in the palm had changed, like a faintly beating heart.

"What the hell is this?" Lu Fuji found that there was a black substance flowing in the heart of his palm, swimming and flowing like a living thing, which was extremely weird.

What's even weirder is that he can feel the connection between himself and this dark substance.

It's like it's part of his body!

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