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Outside the city.

Iron Peak, the vice commandant of the Black Armor Army, suddenly changed his previous calm demeanor and began to complain incessantly.

"If you ask me, the Black Armor Army's new recruit reporting system is just an outdated relic. It was like this a hundred years ago, and it's still the same damn way a hundred years later."

Cheng Han's gaze drifted a little.

He seemed to be listening very attentively, but in reality, his thoughts were wandering elsewhere.

"Forget it, I don't want to hide it from you anymore!"

Iron Peak put on a helpless look, as if to say, "The rules are like this, don't blame me, brother."

"According to the reporting system's procedure, I must first take you to a secluded place outside the city, and then slip away under the pretense of taking a leak.

"When you can't find anyone after waiting for half a day, you will look around, and then you will find a sheepskin map with three locations marked on it.

"Only one of these locations is the real Black Mountain Camp. The other two are fake locations. You can only complete the reporting process by finding your way there alone."

Cheng Han nodded lightly: "Thank you for your consideration, Commandant Iron."

He knew very well that abandoning new recruits in the wilderness with the excuse of needing to relieve oneself was a rather immoral practice, and it was very easy to be resented by the newcomers.

Iron Peak didn't want to leave a grudge in his heart, so he pretended to be helpless and deliberately leaked the information.

In short, this guy was also an old fox.

"Clap!"

Iron Peak slapped his thigh and continued to complain: "Old Iron thinks that this extremely outdated method should have been abolished long ago.

"But the warriors of Black Mountain Camp have all been tricked by the reporting system. There are not many good people among them. They have suffered great losses, so they can't wait for the later newcomers to suffer as well."

This guy sighed: "Cheng Han, you should understand this kind of despicable mentality."

Cheng Han "Mm"ed: "I understand, they don't worry about scarcity but about inequality!"

Iron Peak praised: "That's right! I didn't expect you to see through human nature so thoroughly."

Cheng Han showed a shy smile: "You flatter me."

He secretly complained in his heart: In fact, you are also one of these dark villains, but you don't want to offend me, so you are putting on this act. Do you think I can't see it?

But life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills, so he didn't choose to expose him.

Iron Peak took out a paper package: "Inside is a sheepskin map and a magical artifact. Every new recruit must tie it to their arm."

This guy also emphasized: "This magical artifact can locate your position and monitor your surroundings. In case of danger, the Black Armor Army can rescue you in time."

Cheng Han "Oh"ed: "I understand."

Of course, he knew that preventing danger was only a secondary function, and the main function was monitoring.

Iron Peak sighed again: "It's my duty, I must leave. You can only rely on yourself for the rest of the journey."

After saying that, this guy just left, leaving the new recruit outside the city.

Cheng Han looked at the other party's back and muttered to himself: "No wonder the Black Armor Army is full of cunning people. They are tricked from the moment they report, it's really hard not to become perverted."

He opened the paper package, glanced at the sheepskin map, and twitched his lips.

The lines drawn on it could be described as "scribbled," as if they were something a child had randomly drawn.

Because the map was too old, many places looked blurry.

This is called a map?

That's too much!

It took him a while to determine the location of Qinglin City and the three marked points.

The other so-called "magical artifact" was a crescent-shaped metal plate, which was quite heavy in the hand, and the surface was engraved with many mysterious patterns.

With Cheng Han's accumulated transcendent knowledge, he could determine the specific function of this thing with just a few glances.

As expected.

This was an all-round monitoring tool.

"These mysterious patterns represent the 'eavesdropping' function, this part should be the 'positioning' function, and another part must be the 'imaging' function.

"But the image looks relatively low-level, and the picture quality is probably very pixelated, so I must give it a bad review.

"The remaining mysterious patterns represent the transmission function, and the distance should not exceed twenty kilometers."

Cheng Han slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "In that case, there must be a team of Black Armor Army personnel monitoring me nearby."

He shook his head slightly and commented: "This thing has some reference value, but it's not that great."

Cheng Han stared at the artifact and silently recited: "Analyze! Complete the Secret Celestial Remnant Seal."

The monitoring function of this thing was relatively consistent with the "Dark Spirit Secret Puppet" of the remnant seal, which could slightly complete it.

A chill arose.

Mental energy dropped slightly.

Inside the sea of consciousness.

The light sphere expanded, the core light filaments grew a little, and then calmed down.

Feedback came quickly.

"Secret Celestial Remnant Seal, completion 72.24%."

"Proficiency +34, current proficiency is 6863/30000, mental energy is 83.3/87.2."

The completion of the remnant seal only increased by 0.32%;

The upper limit of mental energy increased by 0.2 points.

Cheng Han twitched his lips: "It's really just a mosquito leg."

The Omniscient Eye also pointed out the name of this thing - Spirit Profound Eye.

Cheng Han stared at a black crystal embedded in the artifact and deliberately muttered aloud: "This thing the size of a fingernail wouldn't be the legendary 'Profound Crystal,' would it?"

He touched it with his hand and made a "tsk tsk" sound: "If I take it off and sell it, I wonder how many gold coins I can get."

*

More than ten kilometers away.

Inside a snow forest.

"...I wonder how many gold coins I can get."

A hoarse voice came from a wooden box.

Several people wearing white snowsuits couldn't help but look at each other when they heard this sentence.

After a few seconds.

One of the guys suddenly laughed: "After doing monitoring work for so many years, this is the first time I've encountered such an interesting new recruit."

The others nodded in agreement.

"Other new recruits are afraid of damaging the Spirit Profound Eye, and they all carefully put away the artifact."

"This guy named Cheng Han actually wants to take the Profound Crystal apart and sell it. He really has a lot of guts."

An employee asked: "Boss, are we still monitoring for five minutes every half hour like before?"

The person called "Boss" was a middle-aged man with a small mustache.

This guy thought for a while and said: "Cheng Han is a new recruit that the higher-ups are focusing on, so monitor him every half hour... um, fifteen minutes.

"If he really has an accident, the Second Battle Group will definitely cause trouble for us, so we should be careful."

"Understood!"

Five minutes later.

An employee hissed: "This guy is running so fast. It's only been three minutes and he's already moved almost five kilometers."

The small mustache was taken aback: "Is Cheng Han using the Ascending Magpie Style to travel?"

The employee nodded: "It should be."

The small mustache ordered: "Open the 'Spirit Shadow Artifact' and take a look at Cheng Han's situation."

Soon.

The artifact was activated.

A blurry image was projected onto the surface of a piece of ice.

What came into view was a figure stepping on a skateboard and quickly gliding across the boundless snowfield.

The figure held a wooden stick in his right hand, and each time he forcefully poked the snow, he could glide a long distance.

It seemed simple.

But it wasn't.

Because this was not flat ground, and there were many obstacles in the wilderness.

But the figure showed extraordinary flexibility, weaving left and right in the snow, and occasionally jumping a distance.

Several times, as long as the reaction was 0.1 seconds slower, the skateboard would definitely hit an obstacle, but the figure perfectly dodged it.

A group of monitors were all stunned.

At this time.

Another employee reminded: "Boss, Cheng Han will leave the monitoring range in at most two minutes."

The small mustache quickly ordered: "Chase!"

A group of people quickly packed up their belongings, put special gliding boards on their boots, and began to chase the target.

However.

Their traveling speed was obviously much slower than the target's.

Five minutes later.

Unsurprisingly, the target left the monitoring range.

Only the positioning function was still working.

The small mustache became anxious: "Speed up!"

In the recent decades of new recruit training, they had never lost a target.

Once this kind of thing spread, not only would everyone become a laughing stock, but they would also be scolded by the higher-ups.

Unfortunately, traveling in this environment was not something that could be done quickly just by wanting to.

One minute later.

"Whirr!"

Only the sound of branches rubbing against each other could be heard.

An employee failed to dodge and crashed heavily into a bush of snowy forest.

The others quickly came to help.

This delay caused the entire team to be thrown back five kilometers again.

Until half an hour later.

The target finally stopped.

At this time, the team was lagging behind by a full thirty-five kilometers, exceeding the monitoring distance of twenty kilometers.

More than twenty minutes later.

Everyone hurried and hurried, and finally caught up to the monitoring range.

The small mustache saw the image of the target and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But.

After only resting for a minute, he immediately heard bad news: "Boss, the target is starting to move quickly again."

This guy gritted his teeth and shouted: "Chase!"

In the following period of time.

The above situation was staged three times in a row.

Each time the team had just caught up with the target, the target ran away again, and a group of people were really exhausted.

An employee couldn't help but complain: "Boss, this new recruit is really too difficult to deal with."

The small mustache deeply agreed.

He had been "in the industry" for more than twenty years and this was the first time he had encountered such a slippery new recruit.

Another employee guessed: "Boss, did Cheng Han guess that there were monitors and deliberately torment us?"

The small mustache thought for a while and shook his head: "Impossible! He's just a new recruit, how could he know how big the monitoring range is?"

He paused and concluded: "It's just a coincidence."

The others didn't say anything else.

After a while.

The small mustache felt that the target had been staying for a while, and ordered: "Open the Spirit Shadow Artifact and see what the target is doing!"

"Yes!"

Soon.

The image came out.

The displayed scene was a few large rocks, and in the center, a bonfire was lit.

A figure was leisurely roasting a snow rabbit with a wooden stick.

Although the picture was not very clear, it could still be recognized that the barbecue skills seemed to be very good. The rabbit was roasted golden and oily, looking very tempting.

"Gulp!"

An employee couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Another employee asked: "Didn't the target start empty-handed? Where did this rabbit come from?"

Someone immediately replied: "It should be that he caught the rabbit in the wild during the period when he disappeared."

This was the most likely answer.

Now was the cold winter season, and the snow rabbits were all shrinking in their caves to hibernate, but the target was able to catch the rabbit, which was really not simple.

Another employee directly praised: "Amazing."

The small mustache was silent for a moment and waved his hand: "Everyone should be hungry, let's eat some dry food."

A group of people silently took out food and ate lunch.

Everyone looked at the roasted rabbit in the image, and then looked at the hard dry food in their hands, each with their own feelings in their hearts.

The target was eating a fragrant roasted rabbit and traveling leisurely in the wild.

But we were chasing out of breath, all exhausted like dogs, and the dry food was so unpalatable.

Who the hell is here to train?

"Sigh!"

An employee sighed: "I really want to rush over and beat the target hard."

A group of people nodded repeatedly.

This was their common thought.

In previous monitoring missions, watching the new recruits being tormented and unable to eat or sleep well was the greatest pleasure for everyone.

Today it was their turn to be tormented, and everyone felt particularly unbalanced.

Especially since the other party could actually eat roasted meat.

It's outrageous!