After finishing lunch, Luo Feng put on his combat suit. On the outside of each thigh, he carried eight Model 6 throwing knives and two Model 9 throwing knives. With a hexagonal shield and a combat blade strapped to his back, Luo Feng left the warrior supply base.
Today, the sky was overcast and gloomy.
“At least the weather is cool,” Luo Feng muttered. Without unsheathing his blade, he strode forward across the wild fields. The area ahead might once have been farmland, but after decades of neglect, it was now overgrown with wild grass. Luo Feng chose a path where the grass was shorter and continued forward.
After crossing the wild terrain and walking quickly along a ruined highway for over half an hour, he arrived at County 0231.
“Thud!”
Luo Feng sliced off the tail of a tiger mastiff canine, extracting its tendon and placing it into his backpack. From the supply base to the county town, although the distance was only about a hundred li, Luo Feng had already slain over a dozen ordinary Beast Soldier-ranked monsters.
“Where else can you find free sparring partners and make money at the same time?” Luo Feng smiled slightly as he walked through a ruined residential neighborhood. This once-inhabited area now harbored many beasts. As Luo Feng raised his head, he spotted a monster lurking on the third floor of a nearby residential building.
“Time to begin training in earnest!”
With a sudden push, Luo Feng leapt from the ground, the force creating a loud boom and cracking the cement beneath him. Like a cannonball, he launched himself toward the third-floor balcony.
The day of slaughter had begun!
…
Time passed day by day. Since Luo Feng had been hiding long-term in County 0231, the local monster population had suffered greatly. Unlike other warriors who killed monsters outright, Luo Feng would spar with them first, using them as training partners before finishing them off. Each time, he returned to the supply base carrying a bulging pack of monster materials.
Wang Wei at the supply base was astonished at Luo Feng’s efficiency.
On the third day of Luo Feng’s training:
“Hmm, looks like you killed 198 monsters today—about a dozen fewer than yesterday. And most of them were high-tier Beast Soldier-ranked. I’ll round it up for you—1.5 million. How’s that?”
On the seventh day of Luo Feng’s training:
“Damn, Luo Feng, you’re insane! You killed 210 today? I’ll give you 1.6 million. We’ve done business enough times, buddy. Listen, killing ordinary Beast Soldier-ranked monsters isn’t easy. They often travel in packs—you can’t expect to be lucky every time. Watch out for getting surrounded.”
On the sixteenth day of Luo Feng’s training:
“You’re a madman. You only killed 182 today? But the materials are good, even some from snake-type monsters. I’ll give you 1.5 million.”
On the twenty-first day of Luo Feng’s training:
“Madman, tell me—are you somehow finding a place where only lone Beast Soldier-ranked monsters appear? And after you kill one, another pops up right away?”
…
The supply base wasn’t that big, so secrets didn’t stay hidden for long. Soon, stories about Luo Feng spread throughout the base—a maniac who did nothing but kill ordinary Beast Soldier-ranked monsters for profit. Quantity could compensate for quality. A low-tier Beast Warrior-ranked monster might fetch over ten million, but a thousand high-tier Beast Soldier-ranked monsters could match that.
However—
Killing a thousand high-tier Beast Soldier-ranked monsters was harder than killing one low-tier Beast Warrior-ranked monster!
Because solitary Beast Soldier-ranked monsters were extremely rare; most operated in groups.
“Man, Luo Feng is really brutal with those Beast Soldier-ranked monsters. How does he do it? How can he kill so many every day?”
“Who knows? If anyone knew that secret, they wouldn’t be willing to share. I heard he makes over a million a day—nearly two million. At this rate, he could earn fifty to sixty million a month! In a year, that’s five or six hundred million! That’s as much as a top-tier Warrior-ranked expert!”
“Killing a thousand Beast Soldier-ranked monsters every day for 365 days a year? No human could handle that.”
“Who knows, but that madman has already kept it up for over a month.”
Discussions about Luo Feng were endless within the supply base.
For Warrior-ranked fighters, they envied Luo Feng. Warrior-ranked fighters earned relatively little. Even top-tier fighters like Zhang Zehu and Wei Qiang only made about fifty million a year. Lower and mid-tier fighters were lucky to earn ten million. And Luo Feng was making fifty to sixty million a month!
Insane!
Of course, for the Warrior-ranked experts, they were merely impressed. They wouldn’t waste their time on such trivialities.
As for the occasional War God-ranked experts who visited the supply base, they would only sigh and say, “That young man is truly crazy. Interesting.”
…
November 29, 2056. The sky was overcast, and fierce winds howled.
Inside a supermarket on the first floor, dozens of massive, one-horned wild boars roared and attacked a lone young man in the center. The supermarket echoed with their shrieks, and the shelves had long been smashed to pieces. The boars were completely frenzied, attacking without pause.
Yet the young man wielded a hexagonal shield in one hand and the Blood Shadow Blade in the other, darting like a butterfly flitting through flowers. Faint afterimages trailed his movements.
One word: speed!
“Strike!”
Luo Feng, who had been dodging all along, suddenly moved. In that instant, his blade moved so fast that it seemed to produce a faint rumble—no, more accurately, the air vibrated from the sheer speed of the blade. Each strike sliced across the boars’ necks with pinpoint accuracy, enhanced further by his precise footwork.
Although there were many boars, only two or three could attack Luo Feng at once.
And every time he killed one or two, Luo Feng used the corpses to create gaps, avoiding the stampede of the herd. This precise spatial awareness was something even most Warrior-ranked fighters could only dream of.
“Thud!”
Blood from the one-horned boars sprayed like water from a faucet. Within moments, most of the herd was dead, with over a dozen boars fleeing in fear.
“This one isn’t high-tier Beast Soldier-ranked. Not worth much.” Among the corpses, Luo Feng selected nineteen high-tier Beast Soldier-ranked monsters and cut off their horns, placing them into his backpack. “High-tier Beast Soldier-ranked horns sell for about 8,000 credits to the underground alliance.”
As for the other boar corpses, Luo Feng didn’t even bother with them.
Truthfully, Luo Feng didn’t especially enjoy harvesting the horns of the one-horned boars. The horns were heavy and only worth an average price. His backpack had limited space, so he was picky about which materials he collected. In reality, the number of monsters he killed each day exceeded three hundred.
No choice—those pig- and dog-type monsters reproduced like crazy.
Leaving the blood-soaked supermarket, Luo Feng climbed to the rooftop of a six-story residential building and sat down to rest.
“After over fifty days of training, my footwork has barely reached the ‘Subtle’ level.” Reflecting on his training, Luo Feng realized that his daily practice wasn’t just about killing. Each time he faced a small monster group, he first trained his footwork before finishing them off.
Because of this, his efficiency remained high.
Of course… during these fifty days, Luo Feng had faced over twenty life-threatening situations. The roars of monsters during battle occasionally attracted even more monsters. Facing hundreds, even thousands of charging monsters, Luo Feng could only flee in panic using his mental energy!
It could be said that without his mental energy, Luo Feng would have died over twenty times!
But precisely because he had mental energy, Luo Feng could train his footwork so recklessly. Every day for over eight hours, swarms of monsters attacked him relentlessly! His footwork training was so intense that one day of practice for Luo Feng equaled a month’s worth for an average warrior in the wilderness. And how often did average warriors even enter the wilderness?
After fifty days of such training, combined with the Flowing Light Footwork from the Nine Thunder Blades, Luo Feng had finally barely reached the ‘Subtle’ level.
“My footwork has reached the Subtle level.”
“But my blade techniques are still at the first Thunder Blade level.” Luo Feng had been trying to release two layers of hidden force, but unfortunately, he could only manage one extra layer on top of his basic strike! However, his precision in controlling his physical strength had improved manyfold. After all…
In these fifty days, Luo Feng had killed over ten thousand monsters!
Ten thousand monsters! Most warriors would never kill that many in their entire lives. Such an immense number forged Luo Feng’s accurate, clean, and decisive blade techniques!
The greatest benefit of these fifty days was experience—the experience of fighting for survival, and the incredible calmness and judgment under pressure. Now, in life-or-death situations, Luo Feng could calmly spot an opening and strike! This ability was something every Subtle-level practitioner would eventually achieve.
“It’s already five in the afternoon. Time to head back.”
Luo Feng glanced at his communication watch and leapt from the rooftop.
Moments later.
Walking along the highway, Luo Feng was in a good mood when he suddenly felt a tremor behind him. He turned around and saw three figures fleeing in panic from the distant northern end of the highway. They ran and leapt, covering over ten meters in a single bound. The three figures moved at incredible speed!
“The one in front… is that Wandong?”
Luo Feng immediately recognized one of the fleeing figures as Wandong, the only one who had matched him during the warrior practical exam.
Behind them came a dark mass of monsters. Each monster was about thirty centimeters in size, slightly larger than a human hand. But this tide of tiny beasts was overwhelming, forcing Wandong and the others to discard their blades and shields in a desperate attempt to escape!
“A rat tide?” Luo Feng was startled. A rat tide was also known as a rat plague. Even a War God-ranked expert would be doomed if surrounded by an endless swarm of rats.
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