redvbooks Chapter 100: Let's eat first, then continue killing the alien beasts.
Chapter 100: Let's eat first, then continue killing the alien beasts.
Ye Feng put away his telekinetic weapon, and the silver halo dissipated into the air.
Three thousand new soldiers stood still, as if someone had pressed the pause button.
It's not that they don't want to move, it's that they haven't reacted yet.
The transition from deafening battle cries to deathly silence came too quickly.
They were almost there when their brains couldn't keep up with what their eyes were seeing.
Some people's legs buckled and they sat down on the ground.
Someone's sword clattered to the ground without them even noticing.
All the strange beasts that had been fighting them to the death just moments before were dead.
A single, swift blow to the head, leaving no room for struggle.
Is this a psychic?
Is it that strong?
Although everyone knows that their leader is a monster.
Although everyone knows that he had killed countless Heavenly Demon Warriors before.
But I didn't see it with my own eyes.
Ye Feng stood on the high ground, his breathing steady, not even a drop of sweat on his face. He glanced down at the system panel.
Kill Points: 235,800
Two hundred and thirty-five thousand eight hundred points.
three minutes.
One hundred and five thousand more killers have been added.
Ye Feng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a satisfied smile.
That's efficient; he's the one killing faster.
It took three thousand people three hours to earn him 100,000 kill points.
But he also earned 100,000 kill points in three minutes.
But that's not enough.
He wants 500,000.
Upgrading the Bloodlust talent from orange to red requires 500,000 kill points.
If orange-level bloodlust is already this strong, how terrifying must red-level bloodlust be?
Ye Feng was filled with anticipation.
He raised his head, looked at the soldiers who were still in a daze, and clapped his hands.
"Alright, stop standing there."
Set up camp! Cook! Eat and then keep killing!
How long ago was it for soldiers in Jiangcheng to camp and cook in the wilderness?
It has been three years. Since Jiangcheng suffered repeated defeats, fortresses and strongholds have been lost one after another.
Jiangcheng's army never dared to spend the night in the wilderness again.
They must retreat to the fortress or stronghold before nightfall.
otherwise!
The wilderness is their graveyard.
But today is different.
Today, Ye Feng said, "Set up camp, cook, eat, and then continue killing."
Three thousand people were stunned for three seconds, then erupted in deafening cheers.
"Set up camp! Set up camp! Quick, pitch the tents!"
"Firewood! Someone go find firewood! Gather plenty, the meat needs to be thoroughly cooked to taste good!"
"Is there a water source? Go get some water! Don't drink tap water, boil it first!"
The veterans gave expert instructions, while the new recruits frantically carried them out.
Before long, a simple camp was set up.
The tents were arranged in a circle, with a campfire area in the middle.
Meat was sourced locally. The freshly killed beasts on the battlefield were the best military rations.
The meat of the Wind Wolf was too dry, the meat of the Ironclad Beast was too tough, and the meat of the Bloodthirsty Tiger had too strong a fishy smell.
But the meat of a Tier 3 Brute Bull is a good thing.
"A Tier 3 Savage Bull's Hanging Dragon! This is a real gem!"
An old soldier pointed at the huge bull on the ground, his eyes shining.
He had eaten there once before at a high-end restaurant in Jiangcheng. It was just a small plate, a few thin slices, and it cost 12,000 yuan.
He still remembers the taste; it melts in your mouth and leaves a lingering fragrance.
Ye Feng walked over and took a look at the wild bull.
Wild beef is indeed rich in qi and blood energy, and has a nourishing effect on martial artists.
The best part is the "hanging dragon" on the back.
The meat is the most tender and has the most abundant blood and energy.
He nodded, then turned to his soldiers and said, "This is what we'll eat tonight."
Three thousand people cheered in unison.
Some were cutting meat, some were setting up fires, and some were grilling meat.
Before long, the camp was filled with the aroma of meat. The fragrance was so strong that it carried far on the night breeze.
In the distant wilderness, strange beasts lurked in the shadows, their mouths watering at the aroma.
But none of them dared to approach.
They could sense an aura in that camp that made their very souls tremble.
Dong Sheng and Zhao Laoda sat by the campfire, each holding a skewer of sizzling, oily roasted beef.
Dong Sheng took a bite, and the meat juices burst in his mouth, filling it with aroma.
As he ate, he sighed.
"What's wrong?" Boss Zhao asked.
"It reminds me of the past." Dong Sheng stared at the campfire, his eyes somewhat dazed.
"We never dared to spend the night in the wilderness before. We had to retreat before dark."
"Once, our team chased a wounded Tier 3 beast, but we went too far and didn't get back before dark. Guess what happened?"
"We squatted in the tree all night, with four of us taking turns on watch, and none of us dared to close our eyes."
"There are too many strange beasts in the wilderness; they all come out at night."
"That night, we saw at least a hundred strange beasts pass under the tree. Any one of them could have killed us."
Dong Sheng gave a wry smile. "And now? We're sitting in the wilderness, roasting meat, and those strange beasts don't even dare to come near us."
Boss Zhao nodded.
He personally witnessed Ye Feng's journey to where he is today.
From a young man who was a freshman at Wuhan University in the wilderness to a hero of Jiangcheng who slayed a sixth-tier alien beast with a single strike.
Then came the city lord of Jiangcheng, who led three thousand men to reclaim lost territory.
How long has it been?
Half a month?
Or a month?
Thinking of this, Zhao Laoda couldn't help but mutter, "Our Brother Ye is also a city lord, cultivating is as easy for him as eating."
It's already widely known that Ye Feng will be the next city lord of Jiangcheng.
Dong Sheng laughed heartily: "Even simpler than eating!"
The two men exchanged a glance and then looked at Ye Feng.
Ye Feng sat by another campfire, holding three skewers of wild beef, which he was wolfing down.
He ate with great focus, his mouth greasy and his cheeks bulging.
He showed none of the demeanor of a peerless master who had just slaughtered tens of thousands of strange beasts.
Dong Sheng shook his head and lowered his head to eat his meat skewers.
At this moment, in the camp.
The new recruits were in groups of three or five.
They ate and chatted, and the topic of conversation was entirely Ye Feng.
"What kind of monster is Commander Ye? A psychic?" a young recruit mumbled, taking a bite of meat.
"Whose psychic is this powerful?"
"Your psychic is charging ahead? Our psychic is hiding in the back, shooting from the shadows."
"Besides, isn't it very difficult to cultivate into a psychic?"
"That's right! I have a senior brother who's only at the mid-stage of the second tier, but that's the result of several years of cultivation!"
"But I heard that our commander is only nineteen years old, and Ye only awakened his psychic talent half a month ago!"
These words struck like a hammer, completely stunning everyone.
Yes!
They all forgot that their leader was only nineteen years old.
Just half a month ago, he was only a quasi-martial artist.
He was even kicked out of his own home by his own family.
Another recruit chimed in.
Before enlisting, he was a student at Jiangcheng Martial Arts University. Although he was not a psychic, he had taken basic courses.
The teacher said that a mental power master's mental power is limited; every bit used is a bit less, so they must be careful with their resources.
In battle, prioritize protecting yourself, and then focus on dealing damage.
The targets for attacks should be selective, focusing on high-level beasts while leaving low-level ones to the warriors.
"Is Commander Ye's spiritual power inexhaustible?" the recruit couldn't help but ask again.
No one could answer him.
Because no one can see where Ye Feng's limits are.
In three minutes, they killed tens of thousands of alien beasts, including many of them at the fourth rank or higher.
How much mental energy would that take?
An ordinary psychic would have been drained of their energy long ago.
What about Ye Feng?
They didn't even break a sweat, acting like nothing had happened.
An old soldier slowly began to speak: "To be honest, I've lived for forty-five years and fought a lifetime of wars. I've seen at least eighty to a hundred masters."
"But I've never seen anyone like Commander Ye. You say he's a psychic, but he can cut down a sixth-tier demon with a single strike."
"You say he's a martial artist, that he can kill tens of thousands of strange beasts in three minutes using his mental power."
"He's the kind of person who embodies both, and is ridiculously strong in both."
They remained silent by the campfire for a while.
The Wuhan University student suddenly stood up: "No, I have to call my advisor!"
"Should we fight now?"
"Attack now! This discovery is crucial! A fifth-tier psychic can control thirty-six psychic throwing knives to attack simultaneously, slaying tens of thousands of beasts in three minutes, and their psychic power is still inexhaustible."
"If my advisor finds out, he'll go crazy!" He squatted down to the side and made a phone call.
After finishing three skewers of braised beef, Ye Feng, still wanting more, went and got five more.
He was thinking about his next plan while he ate.
Of the White Tiger Fortress that was captured, only Fortress No. 4 remains in the hands of the alien beasts.
After Fortress No. 4 is captured, there are still Azure Dragon Fortress and Vermilion Bird Fortress outside.
The two fortresses have just as many strange beasts as the White Tiger Fortress.
Ye Feng calculated his current kill points balance.
Two hundred and thirty-five thousand eight hundred points.
We are still 264,200 points away from 500,000.
Killing a few more monsters in the fortress should be enough.