bestfiction Chapter 277 The End
Chapter 277 The End
This summary meeting, which could be described as the most important one in the recruits' lives, ended "perfectly" with several people lying on the board.
Afterwards, there was a general assembly for all new recruits. However, although there were many people, the venue was very small. Basically, everyone waited outside, lined up to enter a small room, and then chose a faction to join in front of the seven wolf army envoys and representatives of special departments.
Several people lay in a row in the medical ward, staring blankly at the ceiling. In front of them, the medical monk transferred a large amount of military merit points to his own name.
Hehe, I've been busy lately, but I've earned quite a few military merit points.
Yue Kaishan was somewhat discouraged. He sighed and said, "What should I do? I only earned 6,000 military merit points this time. I can't even break even on this arm. Damn it, it would have been better to get seventh place. I heard that the reward for seventh place is five times the usual military merit points. If I had 30,000 military merit points, what couldn't I do?"
“Exactly, you can reach the Foundation Establishment stage even with medicine. But if you only reach the seventh level, you won’t get many military merit points. Even if you increase them fivefold, it won’t be much.” Xuan Jing said casually. His own physical condition was very poor, mostly internal injuries, and he needed a considerable amount of time to recuperate.
"However, the Chen family dynasty's treasury really has some good stuff. Any one item would definitely be worth at least 10,000 military merit points." Chen Dahai wiped his drool. Coming from a prestigious family, he was naturally knowledgeable and experienced. That's why he understood the value of the dynasty's treasury.
Dominating an entire prefecture and ruling over countless commoners, the Chen family dynasty was incredibly wealthy, conservatively estimated to be worth ten Wanbing Valleys.
"Everyone, remember this: once you're inside, try to choose cultivation techniques. The value of treasures is fixed, but cultivation techniques can help us grow stronger. The key is to become powerful. If you become strong, what good things can't you get?"
“Indeed,” Zhong Ming said absentmindedly, “Even if we choose a magic weapon, we can’t use it at the Qi Refining stage.”
Chen Dahai suddenly sat up. His injury wasn't too serious and he had almost recovered, but it was inconvenient for him to go out alone, and there was no one to help push the cart, so he simply lay down here.
Putting aside everything else, the Chen family dynasty has a vast territory. You can live there as you please, since you'll be in another cultivation room anyway.
The price of a cultivation room connected to a spiritual vein is much higher than that of a medical ward where only medical cultivators occasionally stroll around.
Chen Dahai recalled a rumor he had heard.
"I heard that there is a Dao Fate Array in their treasure vault. As long as you step into it, you can communicate with the ancient spirit of the treasure vault, and that ancient being will help you choose the most suitable treasure for you. It seems that it will provide you with multiple choices."
"What nonsense! Do you think our ancestor would bother finding a cultivation technique for a Qi Refining stage cultivator? Do you think we're worthy of that?"
"There might be some price to pay, like offerings? Or something else."
Chen Dahai had only heard about it.
To be honest, the spirit of a treasure vault is very rare. The entire vault is a huge ancient spiritual treasure, so allowing outstanding cultivators from the entire dynasty to enter seems a bit... like they're treating us like outsiders.
After chatting for a while, they realized that Master Cuihong had only given a casual reply and then hadn't said anything more.
Chen Dahai stretched out his strong leg and kicked Zhong Ming's hospital bed frame.
The large bed shook, bringing Zhong Ming back to his senses.
"Brother Cuihong, what are you thinking about?"
"Yeah, Captain, what are you planning to choose from the treasure vault?"
“There’s no point in discussing this,” Zhong Ming rolled over, carefully protecting his wound on his upper side. “No one knows what they will choose until they see those treasures.”
"Uh... Oh, I see. You're thinking about how to repay Matt's favor, right? If you ask me, the Chen family dynasty is too stingy. They should just give each of us two treasure slots. We can repay the favor in the process."
"No, not exactly. I was thinking... which Wolf Army you want to join in the future. If Matt joins another Wolf Army, it will be inconvenient to repay this favor."
The group had originally decided to join the Flame Wolf Army, but Matt seemed to prefer the Sky Wolf Army and the Azure Wolf Army.
At this moment, Xuan Jing chuckled and said casually, "Are you saying we're choosing the Wolf Army? Isn't it them choosing us?"
"No, no, our team is already in second place, we should have the option to choose."
Zhong Ming's deep thoughts weren't on this; in fact, what troubled him most was the promise he had made to his wife's family.
He promised his family that after the recruit assessment, he would inform the military of his ability to "maintain magical artifacts" and confirm that it was recommended by his family.
But judging from Fairy Danpo's enthusiastic attitude, this ability seems to be somewhat...precious.
A common man is not guilty of carrying a jade.
He decided that no matter what, he would publicly claim that the enhanced magical artifact's power came from the Chen family's treasury.
Aside from Fairy Danpo, the only person who knows about my abilities is Yue Xingtian. I wonder if Yue Kaishan knows; I need to find an opportunity to talk to him privately.
.....
Time passed slowly. Apart from Chen Dahai, who was surrounded by a group of female medical cultivators who observed his strange, burning left leg for a long time, everyone else was fine. By the time they were to go to the treasure vault, everyone was able to walk normally again.
The teams ranked second through fifth gathered at the summit of Mount Dengtian, which was covered in restrictions.
Zhong Ming's team had three cultivators at the seventh level of Qi Refining, but here, they could only be considered the worst team.
The teams behind were clearly unhappy that Zhong Ming's team had come in second place.
"Hello, we are the team that came in third place." The speakers were from the Chafeng County team. Three months had passed, and now they had two cultivators at the eighth level of Qi Refining and two at the seventh level of Qi Refining, making them an exceptionally strong team.
"Hello, I am the captain of the second-place team, Master Cuihong."
"Oh, so you're the second place winner. Sorry, you were both lying down, your faces were covered up so much that only your eyes were showing, we couldn't see your faces at all." The man looked like a cunning roe deer; in terms of looks, he and Zhong Ming were practically brothers in misfortune.
He finished speaking and still had a smile on his face, but the other teams behind him burst into laughter without any restraint.
Those people were either at the eighth or seventh level of Qi Refining; mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators were extremely rare here.
Zhong Ming didn't even understand what these people were laughing at.
"Oh, we're in second place."
"we know."
We came in second place.
"You already said it, were you beaten so badly you lost your mind? Did your brain get damaged?"
"Then we're second place too."
"..."
The teams behind felt as uncomfortable as if they had swallowed a fly.
"Didn't you win by risking your lives? I heard you had only a few days left before you didn't carry out your mission and are now unconscious."
"Yes, we only got second place because we didn't carry out any missions for a few days. It's such a pity."