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Chapter 153 [152] A Journey of Harvest

Ahead.

White mist swirled.

Resembling a world within fog.

This was precisely location number one, as marked on the sheepskin map.

Cheng Han gazed at the seemingly perpetual mist and muttered, "A mystic array?"

It was unlikely that a magical artifact could create an array large enough to cover an entire mountain.

He guessed that this was likely a mystic array established by the Mystic Pavilion.

Everyone else believed that Cheng Han knew nothing about the trials.

But that was not the case.

The fact that this sheepskin map was carried by multiple newcomers participating in the trials was an excellent connection in itself.

Using this, he deduced a great deal of information, understanding the entire process clearly.

In a word, a clear map!

Just as Vice Commandant Tie Feng had said, these trial points were more disgusting than the last, and every newcomer suffered greatly.

To this day, watching the newcomers being tormented by the trials had become a tradition within the Black Armor Army.

Tie Feng had once said, "There aren't many good people in the Black Armor Army. They've suffered great losses and can't wait for the newcomers to suffer too.", perfectly capturing this mentality.

Cheng Han took a breath of the cold air, carried his pillow and bedding, and strode into the misty world.

Because the trial rules stipulated that newcomers must walk through the mist and were not allowed to use clever methods such as the 'Magpie Ascent'.

For the first few dozen meters.

The fog was not very thick, and the outlines of objects ten meters away could barely be seen.

After a hundred meters.

The fog was as thick as gauze, and one could see at most three meters ahead.

The misty world was extremely quiet, without the howling wind from the outside, and only the sound of one's own footsteps could be heard.

It was like a ghost realm.

If one's psychological quality was slightly worse, they would probably be unable to restrain their panic.

The front was an unknown land.

As if terrible monsters could jump out at any time.

You were the only one walking alone in the silence.

So, were you afraid?

*

Monitoring camp.

The location of this camp was about five kilometers away from trial point number one.

The facilities here were very complete, not only with solid and hidden dormitories, but also with sufficient heating, and the small cafeteria inside had also stocked a lot of food in advance.

In normal times.

Eating snacks and pastries while comfortably enjoying the heating and watching the newcomers in a state of disarray was the greatest pleasure of the monitoring staff.

This strong contrast could even produce a strong sense of pleasure for many people.

At this moment.

Next to the magical artifact.

The monitors were huddled together, all staring at the image without blinking.

The display mode of the monitoring artifact could dilute the mist to a certain extent, so more content could be seen clearly, which was also for better monitoring of the newcomers.

In the mist.

A figure was walking alone.

"Pa! Pa!"

Steady footsteps came from the artifact.

Little Mustache chewed on a pastry, his old face wearing a malicious smile.

Haha!

This little bastard, just now he dragged us to run for a few hours, running until I was panting, your retribution is coming soon!

Mu Zhenghao, the vice commandant of the Second Battle Regiment, also revealed a hint of excitement on his old face.

When he participated in the trial in the past, the first level was precisely the disgusting mist, and the first test he encountered scared him so much that he squeezed out a few drops of urine, but fortunately he was wearing a lot so it couldn't be seen.

This little bastard will probably be scared enough too.

Seeing a genius make a fool of himself is very pleasant to think about!

Haha!

Five seconds later.

Little Mustache stopped chewing: "It's coming!"

Mu Zhenghao stood up straight, his eyes widened slightly.

The others also unconsciously lightened their breathing.

During this period of time, these people had really suffered enough, and they were all extremely eager to see Cheng Han make a big fool of himself, so they could vent their anger.

After another two seconds.

In the image.

The solitary figure suddenly stopped.

And in the sky more than ten meters high, a faint gray shadow swooped down with extreme speed.

Everyone revealed a look of anticipation.

Here it comes!

Scare the little bastard to death!

In fact.

Only the monitoring image could glimpse the existence of the gray shadow.

In the misty environment, this thing was one with the mist, and even if it was very close, it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

In an instant.

The figure suddenly looked up and heavily 'hmph'ed.

This sound seemed to contain a strange power.

The gray shadow's diving speed instantly decreased by more than 90%, turning into a slow flutter.

The figure then pulled open his stance and punched towards the sky.

"Whoosh!"

A gust of wind howled.

The gray shadow exploded silently.

Faced with this situation.

Everyone was stunned.

One staff member couldn't help but ask: "The mist contains special power that can suppress mental strength. How did Cheng Han detect the 'Howling Specter' nearby?"

No one answered.

Even Vice Commandant Mu Zhenghao was a little unbelievable.

Little Mustache's expression was like swallowing a fly.

This feeling was like doing something happy halfway and being forced to interrupt, hanging in the air neither up nor down.

In past trials, I don't know how many newcomers were scared shitless by the Howling Specter's scream.

Note.

The 'shitless' in this sentence is not a adjective to describe fear, but a literal description.

Many people really peed their pants.

*

In the mist.

Cheng Han stood in place with a calm face.

Want to see me make a fool of myself?

Dream on!

Before the Howling Specter even locked onto him, the Omniscient Eye had predicted this scene, so he was already prepared, and as soon as it popped out, he sent it away with a set of continuous combat skills.

Cheng Han used the confrontation just now as a connection and silently recited: "Analyze!"

The top of his head was slightly cool.

A stream of information arose.

Cheng Han instantly understood the essence of this thing: "So it's a 'Howling Specter' created by the mystics."

The Howling Specter's attack power was not strong. It liked to quietly approach creatures, suddenly scream in their ears, and release a mental shock mixed with the power of fear.

This was precisely the origin of the 'Howl' in the name.

Cheng Han couldn't help but shake his head: "The mystics who created the Howling Specter probably intended to use it as a sentry.

"The Tai'an Small Spirit Realm is good, they actually use it as a test for new warriors. Which bastard came up with this disgusting idea?"

Although he had only experienced a small level, he already fully understood why Tie Feng used "disgusting" to describe the trial.

Cheng Han secretly muttered: "This guy should have some unbearable past experience."

He restrained his wandering thoughts and silently recited again: "Borrow the principle to complete the Body Tempering Seal."

The fear shock of the Howling Specter was a very useful little trick, worthy of learning from.

Within the sea of spirit.

The "Spirit" end of the Body Tempering Seal grew rapidly.

Because this was a pure spiritual technique, the balance between "Spirit" and "Body" was slightly skewed.

The next moment.

The balance was restored.

Because the "Body" end was also slightly completed.

A small trick was also added to this end.

A piece of information flashed out in time: "Proficiency +165, current proficiency is 7040/30000, mental value is 85.3/90.8."

The corners of Cheng Han's mouth rose slightly: "The technique at the 'Spirit' end is called 'Fear War Cry', and the one at the 'Body' end should be called 'Ghostly Wail'."

He glanced at the Spirit Mystic Eye, his eyes flashing: "Want to see me make a fool of myself? Now it's my turn to see you make a fool of yourselves."

Cheng Han cleared his throat and shouted a terribly shrill scream.

"Aah~"

Ghostly Wail!

This was a pure vocal technique, but it was not a simple sound wave. It could pry a trace of source energy, which in turn produced a kind of stimulation to the soul - fright.

*

Monitoring camp.

"Aah~"

Just as Cheng Han stopped, a terrifying scream suddenly resounded throughout the room.

Because the room was closed on all sides, the sound echoed repeatedly, sounding like a hundred ghosts were wailing.

Little Mustache was so frightened that his right hand shook, and a cup of hot tea fell on his leg, scalding him and making him grimace.

Mu Zhenghao was shocked and instinctively put on a defensive posture.

But he forgot that there were people squeezed all around.

"Ouch!"

"Ah!"

"It hurts!"

Several people flew out directly, and brought down other people.

For a time.

The monitoring room was in chaos.

"Aah~"

The scream continued to come.

It made people feel terrified.

Little Mustache scrambled over and turned off the sound with a "pa".

This guy breathed a sigh of relief and cursed, "Damn it! Why is this kid suddenly screaming?"

Mu Zhenghao looked at the mess in the room and looked embarrassed.

Soon.

Two unlucky injured people were helped out.

The rest of the people didn't dare to squeeze together anymore.

The sound of the monitoring was turned down by more than half, and there was also a staff member guarding beside it, ready to turn it off at any time.

In the image.

The figure walked unhurriedly in the thick fog, his expression still extremely indifferent.

Little Mustache couldn't help but mutter: "Do you think this little bastard shouted that on purpose?"

Someone immediately echoed.

"I think so."

"It was so scary, it was obviously intentional."

"Speaking of which, how did he shout that? I can't shout it out no matter what."

Mu Zhenghao showed a thoughtful look: "Not necessarily!"

This vice commandant spoke eloquently: "If the 'Listening to the Wind' style of the Nine Yuan Combat Skill is practiced to a very high level, you can judge the surrounding environment through echoes.

"As we all know, the sharper the sound, the farther the transmission distance. Cheng Han's voice is surprisingly sharp, enough to spread to half of the mist area.

"It's difficult to see things in the mist, so he took this method. I think this is a very clever strategy."

Little Mustache "hehe"ed in his heart.

Mr. Vice Commandant, it seems that you haven't suffered enough, so you think in a good direction.

This little bastard is bad to the bone, he definitely scared people on purpose.

After a while.

Little Mustache was a little unsure.

Because the figure in the image accelerated his walking speed, as if he knew the environment very well.

A staff member muttered: "I've been working in monitoring for so long, I've never seen anyone walk faster than Cheng Han."

Mu Zhenghao had a "I told you so" attitude: "I guessed it right."

Little Mustache was suspicious.

Could it be that my heart is too dark and I think too badly of Cheng Han?

Five minutes later.

Little Mustache laughed "hehe": "The second level is ahead, that thing's strength is definitely not weaker than the C-grade creature 'Qibi', this time there's a good show to watch."

Mu Zhenghao's face was unnatural.

He couldn't help but think of his painful experience decades ago.

*

In the mist.

Cheng Han stopped again.

He sensed the aura from the mist ahead and secretly muttered: "Did I encounter the Boss so soon?"

If it were other newcomers, the Body Tempering Seal would have just been formed, and it was seriously biased towards the "Body" end, coupled with the mist suppressing mental strength, they would not be able to sense this powerful aura at all.

And he had four seals, and easily sensed it.

Cheng Han had a whim: "I wonder what kind of embarrassment Lao Yu made here."

He recalled the face of 'Yu Xianglong', the deputy director of the patrol station, and using this aura as a connection, silently recited: "Deduce."

A phantom slowly emerged:

I saw the young Yu Xianglong holding two short guns, walking cautiously in the mist.

It is worth noting that this guy's crotch seems to be stained with water.

Lao Yu... no, it should be said that Xiao Yu walked more than ten meters, and a sudden change occurred.

"Puff!"

A black vine suddenly drilled out of the soil and wrapped around Xiao Yu's waist.

"Aah~"

Xiao Yu's scream was filled with great fear.

Subsequently.

The vine swung hard and threw Xiao Yu into the sky.

"Aah~"

Xiao Yu's voice flew to the edge of the sky.

His people naturally flew to the edge of the sky.

So far.

The phantom disappeared.

The corner of Cheng Han's mouth twitched: "So miserable?! Did he fly directly outside the mist area and start over?"

"No wonder he came to visit me last time a few days ago and said so many things about the Black Armor Army, but didn't mention a word about the trial.

"It turns out that this guy took a super plane once, and it is estimated that he left a huge psychological shadow, and the past is unbearable to look back on!"

Cheng Han looked at the thick fog barrier, cleared his throat again, and roared out a brainwashing magic sound:

"Aah~"

*

Monitoring room.

Just as Cheng Han stopped.

Little Mustache's face changed slightly: "Could it be that this kid sensed the aura of 'Ke Zhang'?"

The answer was obvious.

Stopping right at the entrance of the second level was enough to explain everything.

Mu Zhenghao was not surprised: "This kid is a genius, he can comprehend two kinds of profound law characteristics, it's not surprising that he detected Ke Zhang."

Little Mustache勉强 smiled, but he was greatly disappointed in his heart.

Why is it so difficult to see this little bastard make a fool of himself?

Mu Zhenghao predicted: "Cheng Han will definitely go around it."

This was the way most people passed the level.

If you can't beat it, just walk around it. Although the road is not easy to find and it is very difficult to walk, it is better than taking an airplane.

The reason why it is said that "most" is because some iron-headed newcomers, after taking an airplane once, actually have the courage to rush a second time.

And this time, Ke Zhang will throw people directly over the level.

In all fairness, this extraordinary creature is quite kind.

However.

Everyone thought wrong.

"Aah~"

The wailing of ghosts sounded again.

Although the volume was turned down by more than half, the group still frowned as they listened.

The man with the small mustache asked in confusion, "What exactly is this kid trying to do?"

The next second.

This guy knew the answer.

"Puff! Puff!"

Accompanied by dense sounds.

The thick fog suddenly boiled.

Hundreds of vines burst out of the ground one after another, waving wildly in the sky.

This scene was extremely visually impactful.

However, the figure in the image remained as steady as a mountain.

This posture had the air of "remaining calm even as a mountain collapses before you."

Mu Zhenghao was quite surprised: "God! Ke Zhang actually has so many vines?! I always thought he had at most a dozen."

The following scene left the group utterly puzzled.

The figure stopped wailing like a ghost and lightly waved his right hand.

Ke Zhang on the other side then threw over a small section of vine, and the remaining vines all retracted in unison.

The figure picked up the vine and walked over leisurely.

Ke Zhang, lurking underground, made no movement, as if he didn't exist at all.

The man with the small mustache was dumbfounded: "You can pass the level like this?"

Mu Zhenghao was also stunned: "I've never heard of Ke Zhang letting people pass."

The onlookers were all dumbfounded, feeling that they had gained a great insight today.

In the image.

The figure left the area of the second checkpoint and entered a canyon.

A flash of inspiration struck the man with the small mustache: "I understand! Cheng Han knows the secret method of communicating with plants. He used an item to make a deal with Ke Zhang.

"Ke Zhang accepted the item, returned a section of vine, and allowed Cheng Han to pass through this place."

*

In the mist.

A hint of a smile appeared on the corner of Cheng Han's mouth: "Ke Zhang is clearly very easy to talk to, a bunch of idiots abandon the obvious path and insist on taking the most difficult one."

He glanced at the vine, even more pleased in his heart: "Snow Mud is not very useful to me, using it to exchange for a section of vine, this deal is a huge profit.

"This rookie training is completely a journey of harvest for me."

This section of vine was even thicker than an adult's arm.

In Cheng Han's eyes, the value of this thing was extremely high.

Merely associating by sight provides limited knowledge for analysis, but having the body of a transcendent creature in hand can increase the analysis efficiency by more than ten times.

In addition.

Ke Zhang also clearly stated that as long as it is patiently cultivated, this section of vine has a certain probability of growing into another Ke Zhang.

Of course.

Doing so would require a lot of time and a lot of resources.