Chapter 19: Thoughts and the Warrior Assessment

With Luo Feng’s current strength, once he comprehended the second level of the Dark Fiend Blade and increased his power output to four times, while elevating his blade technique and agility to a higher realm, he would be more than capable of serving as an instructor in the Elite Training Camp.

After Bai Chen finished explaining the first method, Luo Feng hesitated slightly. Bai Chen immediately understood what was on his mind.

Undoubtedly, Luo Feng did not want to be bound by any so-called faction.

“What about the second method?” Luo Feng asked thoughtfully.

“I’ve researched the Extreme Martial Hall’s information. Some instructors in the Elite Training Camp are only in cooperative relationships with the Hall, not subordinate to any faction,” Bai Chen explained.

The research was done using a supercomputer. Previously, Luo Feng had nearly explored the entire Science City of Jiangnan Base, providing Bai Chen with abundant fundamental data. Later, Bai Chen spent some energy to create a supercomputer and covertly infiltrated the Warriors’ Forum, stealing over ten thousand secret manuals. This allowed him to craft formidable techniques like the ‘Giant Elephant Secret Art’ with thousands of energy points.

Without these secret manuals, even just creating the first tier of the Giant Elephant Secret Art would have been impossible for Bai Chen given his energy reserves.

“This world respects strength above all. Achieving the level of a War God ranks as top-tier strength on Earth. Even the so-called number one, Hong, cannot force a War God-level warrior to join his faction unconditionally,” Bai Chen said with a smile.

“Especially those peak-level War Gods. Apart from planetary-level warriors—equivalent to ‘Council Members’ in your world—they are nearly invincible. For them, the conditions that would entice them to join a faction are extremely rare. For example, breaking through to planetary-level? But even your Hong cannot help others achieve planetary breakthroughs. Therefore, for such warriors, the Extreme Martial Hall only adopts a recruiting policy: spending vast sums of money and offering sufficient status. The relationship is cooperative, and these warriors can leave the Elite Training Camp at any time.”

Bai Chen’s words made Luo Feng ponder deeply.

Indeed, this world is one where the strong dominate. The gap between warriors and ordinary people is vast. If a commoner offends a warrior, depending on the severity, the punishment ranges from months in a detention center to imprisonment. In more severe cases, such as harming a warrior’s family member, the warrior has the right to execute the offender on the spot. Military warriors even possess a license to kill and can summarily execute civilians under certain circumstances.

This severity extends not only to warriors and ordinary people but also among warriors themselves when family and loyalties are involved—the consequences can be dire.

“Then I’ll choose the second method,” Luo Feng decided after some reflection.

Opting for a cooperative relationship means no binding constraints. Besides teaching a few students, the rest of the time is free—he can go out hunting monsters or cultivate quietly.

“When I’ve grown strong enough, I’ll stay in the Elite Training Camp for a month or two just to make an appearance, then leave without looking back,” Luo Feng thought to himself.

Money and status meant nothing to him; he only wanted to ‘farm’ rewards in the Elite Training Camp, complete tasks, and improve his strength.

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After talking with Bai Chen, Luo Feng took a shower and then went out.

Around nine o’clock, Luo Feng arrived at Jiangnan Base City. Together with other prospective warriors, he boarded a train heading to the Monster Town built outside the base city.

The so-called warrior examination was essentially a baptism of blood for these prospective warriors who had yet to face real monster battles.

Some had only physical fitness but lacked the mental endurance; when confronted with monsters, they would falter and fail to unleash their true strength. Allowing such individuals to become warriors would be tantamount to sending them to their deaths.

The examination was merely a way to weed out these “defective” candidates.

...

“You 1,680 prospective warriors, only those ranking in the top 60% by points will qualify as warriors. The bottom 40% fail. Understand?” an officer shouted loudly through a megaphone at the front.

Below, Luo Feng and the others listened silently.

“I remind you, based on past results, usually killing three monsters is enough to pass the exam… Alright, go claim your equipment and enter Monster Town in an orderly fashion,” the officer said, then left the area.

“Madman, then we’ll split up. Let’s watch our backs!” Yang Wu said solemnly to Luo Feng after they picked up their gear. He carried a battle knife and shield and followed the crowd into Monster Town.

Yang Wu had passed the previous prospective warrior exam, so it was natural for him to appear in this warrior exam as well.

Luo Feng watched Yang Wu’s departing figure before casually following the crowd into the town.

This town, imprisoning thousands of monsters, echoed everywhere with their roars. Yet Luo Feng’s mood was leisurely, as if on a stroll.

The monsters inside were merely the lowest-level H-class beasts, comparable to novice warriors among humans. Even if Luo Feng stood still and let them attack, none could breach his defense.

Warriors evolve comprehensively—in strength, speed, constitution, and reflexes. Those at the General level can typically withstand firearms unscathed. Even armor-piercing heavy rounds? A General-level warrior, if vigilant, can sense danger in time to evade.

Two hours later.

Luo Feng walked out of the town’s gate calmly, placing a leather pouch containing five left ears of monsters before an officer who recorded the results.

The officer opened the pouch, counted, and nodded slightly. “Alright, just wait for notification. Five kills guarantee passing the warrior exam. Congratulations in advance.”

“Thank you,” Luo Feng nodded and turned to leave.

Outside, a group who had been watching the exam results eagerly swarmed Luo Feng and surrounded him.

“Brother, we’re from the HR Alliance, our alliance...”

“We’re from the Chen family of Jiangnan Base City...”

After shaking off those persistent people, Luo Feng sighed quietly in the exam pass resting room, wearing a helpless expression.

“These people are way too enthusiastic. And many come from powerful families trying to recruit me.”

...

“That’s natural. After all, every warrior is an important strategic resource, especially one like you who looks so young,” Bai Chen said lightly within Luo Feng’s body.

Luo Feng shook his head and then activated the video call function on his combat watch, calling Xu Xin.

The call was quickly answered, and Xu Xin’s pure and beautiful face appeared.

Seeing her, Luo Feng’s expression softened, and a smile broke across his lips.

“Xu Xin, I passed the warrior exam.”

“Congratulations! Did you get hurt? I heard quite a few get injured during the exam,” Xu Xin said with a concerned smile.

Although she saw no injuries over the video, she was still worried. Over the past month, they often chatted—from texting initially to video calls as they grew closer. Their conversations grew longer each time.

Both clearly understood the other’s feelings.

Yet neither broke the unspoken rule—they both enjoyed the sweet ambiguity of their relationship.

The most pleasant feeling in a romance is often the state of mutual ambiguity.

“Are you free this afternoon? I’d like to treat you to a meal,” Luo Feng asked with a smile after chatting for a while.

“Sure~ Warrior lord~” Xu Xin playfully made an OK gesture, and they shared a knowing smile across the screen.

Inside Luo Feng, Bai Chen watched this scene, his heart turning sour.

“Damn little Luo, feeding me dog food every day!” Bai Chen gazed enviously.

Before transmigrating to the Swallowed Star world, Bai Chen was just a homebody who had never even held a girl’s hand. Watching Luo Feng and Xu Xin so sweet together while he was trapped in a ‘prison’ was naturally infuriating.

“Tomorrow, I’ll assign Luo Feng a hunting mission!” Bai Chen secretly resolved.

He couldn’t let women slow down Luo Feng’s blade speed! This was for Luo Feng’s own good.