The weakest profession? Please, it's just that you don't know how to use it.

Chapter 47

"Are you kidding?"

"Hey, Chen Feng must have cheated!"

Huang Xuanwen was so angry that he trembled and felt a chill.

Eighty points, no one knew what this naked number meant better than him.

You know, the full score for the second phase of the comprehensive training in the logistics camp was only 40 points.

Chen Feng scored 80 points in the copy practice, which was not just as simple as breaking the copy practice record.

The 40-point score difference could wipe out Huang Xuanwen's advantage in the first phase at once, and even leave him far behind.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

He murmured, almost in a trance.

Huang Xuanwen looked around, looking for the figure of his instructor Li Wenguang.

He wanted to report Chen Feng.

This person must have deceived everyone.

A logistics professional college student from a second-tier specialized college could not have done this.

Only fraud could explain all this.

However, he took only two steps before he was stopped by Lei Ming.

"President, don't be fooled by Chen Feng. With his ability, can he get 80 points?"

"I was lucky to survive the dungeon. There must be something wrong with the scoring system."

"Are you crazy?"

Lei Ming said coldly, making Huang Xuanwen freeze in place.

"Chen Feng may not be as creative as you, but his overall strength is far superior to yours."

"You are a student studying in the Fifth College and a member of the Student Union. Why don't you reflect on why you can't do it but instead think about finding fault?"

"Where is your face?"

Facing Lei Ming's angry rebuke, Huang Xuanwen dared not say a word, and shrugged his neck without the courage to even look at him.

Lei Ming glared at this person. He had just taken office as the president of the Student Union, but he didn't expect that there would be such a person in the Student Union.

"Chen Feng dared to sign up for the copy practice despite the ridicule and discrimination. Do you dare?"

"Chen Feng dares to face a C-level monster alone with a gun. Do you dare?"

"You don't dare to do anything, you don't even have the courage, but you want to question others"

"Go back and reflect on this!"

Lei Ming's three consecutive questions completely shattered Huang Xuanwen's arrogance.

He was speechless.

He looked at Chen Feng not far away with a dull look.

Could it be that......

Am I really that bad?

When Huang Xuanwen saw him displaying the evidence of the dungeon mission in front of everyone, he completely lost his energy.

The body part of the D-level monster Waterweed Beast.

The spike organ of the C-level monster Steelthorn Beast.

And......

B-level monster, the core of the LV20 Ghostly Tree Shadow!

Chen Feng did not hand over the armor plate left by the Wise Tree Man.

If a LV7 awakener could get the remains of a LV40 monster, it would definitely attract too much attention if everyone knew about it.

The instructor of the Combat Force Camp stared at Chen Feng as if he was looking at a ghost.

"You, how did you survive?"

He only managed to say this after a long silence.

After exploration of the entire dungeon, only five ghost tree shadows were found.

Each level is above LV15.

The level is not particularly high, but its elusive and endless characteristics can make the awakened ones have no way to deal with it.

Even he himself can't deal with the ghost tree shadow alone, let alone a small logistics profession freshman.

Under normal circumstances, if you encounter a LV20 ghost tree shadow, you can keep a whole body. It's a blessing from your ancestors.

What about Chen Feng?

Not only is he alive and kicking, but he also brought back someone else's core broken whisker.

What is this? This is an important organ for the ghost tree shadow to reproduce.

A tonic!

Chen Feng scratched his head and replied:"I'm lucky, I picked it up"

"Picked it up?"

The instructor was surprised by Chen Feng's answer.

This answer was outrageous, but rather than believing that Chen Feng chopped this thing off the ghost tree with a machete, it is better to believe that he picked it up.

"......"

"Old Chen, you are really awesome!"

Jiang Chen was the most excited.

Everyone thought Chen Feng was missing or even dead, but he had caused such a big mess for everyone.

Chen Feng is awesome.

This is my brother.

At this time, even those logistic campers who were not optimistic about Chen Feng at the beginning had to admire him.

In the entire history of the summer camp, the highest score of the logistics camp was only fifty, let alone 80 points.

And because only Chen Feng participated in the dungeon practice in this year's logistics camp.

He scored 80 points, and the average score was also 80 points.

In addition, there were unexpected accidents in this dungeon practice, and many campers were eliminated and withdrew early, resulting in a low average score.

This made the average score of the logistics camp the highest, and it was 50 points ahead of the average score of the second-place combat camp.

Not only did the logistics camp, which had been suppressed for many years, He was able to show off his might and slap the faces of these combat professional campers who looked down on the logistics profession.

On one side of the camp.

Li Wenguang, the instructor of the logistics camp, was grinning from ear to ear.

Seeing this look, the two camp instructors wanted to beat him up.

Li Wenguang took out two hundred yuan from his wallet and handed it to the two of them.

This was the gambling money he lost.

It is a tradition of the summer camp that the instructors bet on the final ranking of the copy practice.

Logically speaking, as the instructor of the logistics camp, Li Wenguang should at least symbolically bet on the first place to boost the morale of the campers.

But this old six, secretly bet on the last place every time.

Now look, he actually lost!

Although the two hundred yuan is gone, Li Wenguang feels happier than winning a thousand.

Chen Feng, Chen Feng, it's not The teacher doesn't believe you.

But the previous campers were really not good enough.

There is no suspense.

Li Wenguang awarded Chen Feng the title of outstanding camper of the logistics camp.

But there are still twenty-nine days until the end of the summer camp, and the special training has to continue.

In the following days, Chen Feng was the same as usual. Although he was a logistics camper, he spent most of his time in the training ground of the combat camp.

Of course, getting 100 basic materials for free every day is a link that cannot be missed.

In this process, Li Wenguang also came to guide him every few days.

Li Wenguang was very glad that Chen Feng and he had surprisingly similar ideas and views on the logistics profession.

The logistics profession is not limited to staying in the rear.

It can also enter dungeons and kill monsters.

But this process takes more time. efforts.

Fortunately, Chen Feng is such a hardworking person.

The ferocity of his training is no less than that of the campers in other combat camps.

Soon.

The summer camp came to an end.

Chen Feng didn't remember how many days had passed.

He only knew that there were 2,900 more basic materials in his warehouse.

At the same time, during this stage of training, he mastered many melee skills required by combat professions.

It can be said that he gained a lot.

In the dummy test, he could even score in the top 50% of the camp.

This is a miracle for him, a logistics professional awakener.

On the day when the camp ended.

Li Wenguang found him.

At this time, Chen Feng was bragging to Jiang Chen, telling the story of how he had overcome all the difficulties and scared away the ghosts and tree shadows.

"Chen Feng, this is what you deserve.

Li Wenguang handed the two envelopes to Chen Feng.

"What is this?"

Chen Feng took it with both hands and was very curious.

Li Wenguang smiled faintly.

"The internal recommendation letter of Jiutian Guild, I wrote it for you"

"As long as you are willing, you can join our guild at any time with this letter"

"Of course, everything depends on your willingness."

Chen Feng has no intention to join the guild yet, but accepting it will only benefit him.

But this made Jiang Chen's eyes red.

Turtle! Jiutian Guild!

The first guild in Shangjing City, one of the best in the entire northwest area.