Fire Monster

Chapter 86: Immortal Cultivator

In the wilderness, the members of the Eighth Team ran like miserable wild dogs!

Now they were about twenty kilometers away from the small town camp.

A building that was supposed to be their target for attack today had been blown up ahead of time, leaving them standing there in despair, as if they had been abandoned by the entire world.

"Xu Mingyuan, I'm your ancestor!"

Liu Yuwei cursed loudly, but it was meaningless. They lost, and they lost helplessly. They lost without any temper at all.

The three teams joined together and snatched the monsters very quickly.

Yesterday, the teams of the Fenwei Camp had already wiped out all the Demon Mother's nests within a distance of ten kilometers.

As of today, the Demon Mother's lair is twenty kilometers away.

This is not an ordinary terrain, nor is it a marathon venue on Earth. There is warm sunshine, flat roads, thoughtful supplies, and beautiful young ladies, so you can ignore everything and just focus on running forward.

But here, even if we don't encounter fifth- and sixth-level evil demons, the endless low-level evil demons and the thick and sticky demonic energy and fog will make it impossible to advance quickly.

Liu Yuwei and their Eighth Team were advancing at a very fast speed, consuming energy storage spirit stones almost for free, but it still took them two full hours to reach the 20 kilometers point.

However, at this time, the three joint teams had already cleaned up the battlefield and left.

With a large number of people and fast cars, the first-level sealed chariot can cause devastating damage to those low-level demons with just a head-on collision.

Then when arriving at an area where high-level demons might appear, the martial artists would get off the vehicle, keep their distance, ensure safety, and prevent sneak attacks by high-level demons.

When they arrived two kilometers away from the Demon Mother's Lair, more than a hundred people got off the vehicle and formed three shield formations. They attacked at the same time, and with the crazy firing of the psychic heavy crossbows on the first-level sealed chariots, destroying the Demon Mother's lair was like a piece of cake.

If not as expected.

Today, except for the three teams that joined forces, the rest of the teams on the Eastern Front will gain nothing.

The same is probably true for the other two lines.

Because the number of Imperial Seal chariots available for rent from Camp Fenwei today is three.

The three teams joined forces to rent the property, and the rent was shared equally. Plus the profits from destroying the mother nest, Zhao Guanshan even wanted to curse!

"Captain, it's no big deal. Why don't we combine the two teams tomorrow? Even if it costs a lot, we have to rent a sealed chariot. We can still sweep the city!"

Mo Laoer looked at the silent Liu Yuwei with heartache. He didn't know why, but there was something wrong with today's team. This was not the fearless, energetic, invincible and lion-like team they used to have.

This is just a small setback, but we have experienced many storms and waves.

However, Mo Laoer himself felt guilty, even Sun Zei didn't dare to speak, and everyone was worried.

Confusion was the only feeling in their hearts.

All that’s missing is a voice-over that’s mature, magnetic, and full of stories—Sir, times have changed.

It's like a horse pulling a train, it's the last stubbornness of the previous era.

However, this is not Earth after all.

Zhao Guanshan looked calmly at the farther place. Although there was no evidence, he could be more certain that the eldest son of the Demon Suppression Division was asking for something he wanted from Dad Daogong.

It may not be for the purpose of rebellion, but perhaps a more rational and harmonious contest.

It's a battle of ideas.

The Taoist Palace made many improvements in order to survive, and now the Demon Suppression Bureau is also trying.

The future is unknown, but as a small Qi-refining practitioner like an ant, Zhao Guanshan knows very well that in the face of such great changes in the times, the best way is not to resist or deny, but to reserve means of production, improve knowledge reserves, and strive to become an immortal capitalist in the era of immortal cultivation.

First make yourself qualified to sit at the table and eat some leftovers.

Instead of having the most valuable parts eaten, they end up being swept into the trash can like dust, never coming here.

and so--

"Captain Liu, I have a suggestion. Instead of yelling and cursing here, why don't we keep moving forward? Today, there are three Imperial Seal Chariots for rent, which means nine teams will profit. But even if they harvest and seize other people's targets ruthlessly today, they can't seize all the Demon Mother's nests. This is our chance."

Zhao Guanshan suggested loudly.

This suggestion immediately gained the support of everyone.

"Yes, that's great, I thought so too." Sun Zei shouted, feeling proud of it.

"That's right. We will definitely be able to destroy another Demon Mother's lair today. And if we can rent another Imperial Seal Chariot tomorrow, we will definitely make a lot of money."

"No, no, everyone. Tonight, I suggest that we live in the wild. We won't be able to grab the imperial chariot tomorrow, so we have no choice but to take a risk!" Zhao Guanshan said calmly.

Everyone's faces changed drastically. Living outside is too rough and I dare not even think about it.

"Zhao Guanshan, do you have any solution?"

Liu Yuwei asked in a deep voice at this time, her eyes were as fierce as a hungry wolf.

"Yes, I can assemble a second-level imperial seal camp for everyone, which can provide everyone with a basic resting space. Of course, this night is destined to be very dangerous, and we may suffer casualties." Zhao Guanshan told the truth.

"Okay! It's settled!"

Liu Yuwei made the final decision. Although she didn't know how Zhao Guanshan would create a second-level Imperial Seal camp, she had seen Zhao Guanshan renovate the second-level Imperial Seal barracks before. Moreover, at this point, was there any other choice?
The times have changed.

Although she did not stand on the wrong side, she had a falling out with Zhao Yue, the commander of the Fenwei Camp.

So not only can they not rent the Imperially Seal Chariot today, they won’t be able to rent it even tomorrow.

——At the same time, at the headquarters of the Fenwei Battalion, two first-level imperially-sealed chariots were on standby.

The commander of the Fenwei Camp is Zhao Yue, the deputy commander is Chang Wei, the marching Sima Liao Xiang, the marching captain Huang Junchen, the staff member of the material receiving and dispatching department is Ding Wanjin, and the military supervisor is the Qigong practitioner Sun Liancheng. These are the six giants of the Fenwei Camp, and they are also the six major leadership teams at the battalion level that have been in place since the Taoist Palace reform three hundred years ago.

They say that outsiders cannot interfere in the internal affairs of the Demon Suppression Division. That does not exist. The Taoist Palace will not allow such a thing to happen.

So after several adjustments, the current power structure has been formed.

The commander and deputy commander are responsible for combat and are the chief combat officers.

The military commander is in charge of personnel.

The marching captain was responsible for rewards and punishments and assessing merits.

The receipt and dispatch of materials is logistics.

The military supervisor and Qigong master is a supervisor appointed by the Taoist Palace.

The commander, deputy commander, and marching captain here are directly under the Demon Suppression Division, and their promotion is under the jurisdiction of the Demon Suppression Division.

The military commanders and the dispatch and receipt of materials are directly under the jurisdiction of the provincial governor, and their promotion is under the jurisdiction of the provincial governor.

The military supervisor and Qigong master are appointed by the Taoist Palace to play a supervisory role.

Under normal circumstances, with mutual supervision and restraint, and with the supervision of military inspectors, there can be no mistakes.

Unfortunately, even a foolproof arrangement cannot withstand a hundred thousand or a million changes.

Today, as the strongest and most powerful Demon Suppression Division armed group under the Linjiang Prefecture Dao Palace, huge changes have already taken place in the most critical battalion-level organization within its internal structure.

At this moment, the commander of the Fenwei Camp, Zhao Yue, was in high spirits, the deputy commander was humble and gentle, the marching Sima was chatting and laughing, and the marching captain was calm and composed.

These people all look good.

In comparison, Ding Wanjin, who works at the material distribution office, is in a very unlucky position. He stands at the back and has no sense of presence.

And he had long been accustomed to it. Ever since the position of Military Secretary, which was originally supposed to be controlled and promoted by the Provincial Secretary, was snatched away by the Demon Suppression Secretary, he had been sitting on the bench and swallowing his pride for the past ten years.

It doesn't matter.

It's good to enjoy yourself this way.

Now he has finally waited for the moment to show his skills.

The Fenwei Battalion took away the elite team and from then on became directly under the Demon Suppression Division.

The remaining development camp was taken over by the Chief Secretary.

"The world is going to change!"

He glanced at the military supervisor, the Qi-refining practitioner Sun Liancheng, who was also indifferent and calm.

Ding Wanjin twirled his mustache and smiled slightly. At that moment, he felt that he was a true master who was detached from the world and watched the game of chess without saying a word.

The vastness of the universe and the rise and fall of all things all have their destiny. Our governor should make great progress!
"Clang clang clang!"

A small golden bell hanging on the Imperially Seal Chariot rang, and at the same time a small golden arrow pointed in a certain direction, indicating that a Demon Mother's lair had been captured here, and very important supplies inside were waiting for them to receive.

"Everyone is here, let's go!"

Zhao Yue, the commander of the Fenwei Camp, roared, stepped onto the imperial chariot, and galloped away with the first squadron under his charge, the marching Sima, and Ding Wanjin.

There must be no mistakes in the procedure.

"Clang clang clang!"

Another golden bell was struck, and the deputy commander of the Fenwei Camp, Chang Wei, shouted loudly, and led his second squad, along with the marching captain and the military supervisor, the Qigong practitioner Sun Liancheng, onto the chariot and galloped away.

Today is destined to be a good day for harvest.

-

"Everyone, please be careful at all times and try to save the energy storage spirit stones in your hands. Avoid unnecessary battles as much as possible. If you can use a spear, use it. Other weapons do not need to be activated unless necessary."

In the strange and mysterious wasteland, the Eighth Team formed a shield formation and trudged forward with difficulty, braving the rolling evil spirit.

Liu Yuwei walked in the front, like a sharp spear, piercing through all obstacles and tearing apart all evil spirits. Her existence was like a wind-calming bead.

Even Zhao Guanshan had to admit that even if he had a second-level dispelling rune, he could not achieve Liu Yuwei's level. He suspected that Liu Yuwei had already cultivated the eighth breath of pure yang energy.

For a woman, she was ridiculously strong.

"Zhao Guanshan, why didn't you buy a spear yesterday?"

Sun Zei, who was holding a heavy shield, asked in a low voice. He even regretted that he had been too unfaithful to a beautiful woman yesterday. He should have accompanied Zhao Guanshan for a walk. As a result, Zhao Guanshan was fooled by Lao Deng'er from the material receiving and sending department. He already had a long sword, but he even bought another one. It can only be said that this brother is too naive.

What if you were a swordsman in the wasteland?

In this strange wasteland where you need to save energy-storing spirit stones, the spear is the most reliable weapon.

It has decent damage without consuming even a trace of spiritual energy.

It is truly the weapon of choice for daily life at home.

Zhao Guanshan smiled but did not answer. You bastard, you know nothing!

(End of this chapter)