Fire Monster

Chapter 95 Recruitment
"Hahaha! So great! Captain Liu is truly a heroine! You all are heroes too, I admire you!"

"How can you not be rewarded for your contribution today?"

At this moment, Ding Wanjin, the zombie worker who had always been very low-key and timid, suddenly stood up with a loud laugh. Under the surprised gaze of the other people, he quickly took out a document and wrote the three words "Liu Yuwei" on it in a flamboyant manner.

Then he handed it to Liu Yuwei before anyone else could react.

"We hereby appoint Liu Yuwei, the former captain of the 8th Squad of the Fenwei Camp, as the deputy commander of the 2nd Development Camp. At the same time, her status and authority will be upgraded to a first-class martial artist in Linjiang Prefecture."

"Old man, what do you mean?"

Being attacked so suddenly by Ding Wanjin, the commander of Fenwei Camp, Zhao Yue, was immediately furious, and the military commander and the military captain were also furious.

They just wanted to recruit the Eighth Team, but they never expected that this old man would get there first. What's more, this old man even carried the letter of appointment as deputy commander with him. How insidious!

"Everyone, I think we should hurry up and count the supplies in the Demon Mother's lair."

The military supervisor, the Qi-refining practitioner Sun Liancheng, who had remained silent all this time and seemed like a hermit, spoke softly with a calm look, as if life was just a dream and the matter was just a trivial one, not worth mentioning.

From beginning to end, his eyes hardly lingered on Liu Yuwei, let alone Zhao Guanshan who was hiding among the people of the Eighth Team.

Liu Yuwei didn't even dare to look at him directly, and only glanced at him cautiously a few times.

"Humph!"

The commander of the Fenwei Camp, Zhao Yue, snorted coldly and said nothing more. Six people stepped forward at the same time to supervise the inventory.

The so-called precious material is a strange blood pool in the Demon Mother's Lair, which is extremely polluted and contains a blood-colored gel that is almost like jelly.

Zhao Guanshan was jealous of this thing.

Isn’t this thing similar to a semi-solidified magic pill?
However, without the suppression of the psychic energy vortex, the magic pill will evaporate and dissipate.

But the blood-colored gel in this blood pool can solidify into shape, which shows how high the energy contained in this thing is.

"The supplies have been counted, nothing is missing!"

"The supplies are recorded, there are no mistakes or omissions!"

Soon, after the inventory was completed, the six giants each took out a small seal and pressed it on the box full of supplies. Then a flash of light appeared, and the whole box was sealed with a strange seal of light.

"Everyone, be careful on your way home!"

Ding Wanjin said with a smile that this trip was a great bargain.

But the other five said nothing, got into their cars and sped away.

Only after the two imperial chariots had gone far away did Zhao Guanshan step forward and whisper to Liu Yuwei, "Captain, since things have changed, I can no longer take the credit. Otherwise, can you still give me the position of deputy commander?"

"If I have the final say, why not give it to you?" Liu Yuwei rolled her eyes at him.

"So, as we agreed before, you have to keep it a secret for me." Zhao Guanshan was very anxious.

If this incident hadn't happened, it wouldn't matter if he took the first credit, but this time it wouldn't work. He dared to take the credit and get ahead of the deputy commander. Even if Liu Yuwei was willing, it would attract the attention of someone with ulterior motives.

Besides, is this old zombie Ding Wanjin so easy to fool?
"Okay, I agree. I will find a way to compensate you otherwise." Liu Yuwei did not insist. She said it casually and waved her hand heroically.

"Come on, brothers, I'll take you home!"

It doesn't look like he's heartbroken at all.

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On the return trip, the speed can be increased.

There is no need to form a shield formation. Just line up the spearmen into two teams, with the martial artists leading the way in front and covering the rear, and providing support on both sides.

On the way, we even encountered a sealed chariot that was roaring and preparing to head to its destination.

The three teams above were arrogant, but the eighth team was not polite either. The moment they passed each other, words like "mother of one" and "sister of another" burst out, without any leniency at all.

Liu Yuwei cursed particularly fiercely.

But everyone is used to it.

Come to think of it, how could a woman gain a foothold in this place without becoming more vulgar and vicious?
However, she had finally made it through, and becoming the deputy commander of the pioneer camp was not a big deal; the key point was her identity as a first-class martial artist.

This is the equivalent of a knighthood on Earth.

With this identity, one is on par with a Qi Refiner.

Apart from various benefits, the most important one is freedom of marriage.

For example, Zhao Yue, the commander of the Fenwei Camp, can marry a concubine on top of being married.

This is the dignity of a first-class martial artist.

Similarly, since Liu Yuwei has this status, she can decide whether to get married or not. Although the Dao Palace law requires everyone to get married, there will definitely be no officials from the Provincial Government to urge her, and they will just turn a blind eye. So it's not just Zhao Guanshan who is happy for her, everyone in the eighth team is like this, although sometimes they can't help but put themselves in her shoes, but it doesn't prevent everyone from respecting her from the bottom of their hearts.

At about the time of a cockcrow, the Eighth Team returned smoothly to the Fenwei Camp.

"Everyone has worked hard these past two days. Now everyone should disband and return to the barracks to rest, repair your psychic weapons, and replenish your supplies tomorrow."

At Liu Yuwei's command, everyone seemed to be pardoned. Although Zhao Guanshan had taken action to allow everyone to rest during this day and night, the intensity was still quite high. If it were someone weaker, they would have collapsed.

From this point of view, the Eighth Squad already has the strength of an elite group.

At this moment, Liu Yuwei stopped Zhao Guanshan who was about to return to the barracks.

"I checked your identity file yesterday. I didn't expect that you were not just a rookie, but not even a martial arts student. So are all liberal arts students so tough now?"

"Thank you for the praise, Commander." Zhao Guanshan said quickly.

"Are you being smooth-talking again? You're asking for a beating!" Liu Yuwei raised her hand and slapped him without mercy.

"Come on, let's go to your barracks. I have something to discuss with you."

"Um, please come in, Captain." Zhao Guanshan had no choice but to open the door. In the desperate gazes of Sun Zei, Mo Laoer, Yu Che, Wang Chen and others, he invited Liu Yuwei in and quickly closed the door so that the fresh air inside would not be polluted.

"The seal formation of this barracks has been repaired well, it's better than my barracks. Go and repair it for me when you have time."

"Captain, I'm kidding. In a few days, you will have to go to the camp headquarters."

"Yes!"

Liu Yuwei sighed, and naturally took off the imperial helmet, tucked it in her arm, and looked at Zhao Guanshan, who was a head shorter than her, before she calmly said, "Do you know that according to your file, when the war ends, you can leave the barracks, return to Linjiang Prefecture, and continue to be a ninth-level liberal arts student, and then take the final examination in five months?"

"Ah?" Zhao Guanshan was stunned. He really didn't know this.

Liu Yuwei smiled. She was not particularly good-looking, with well-proportioned features. However, she had a heroic look, with a pair of eyes that were particularly bright with distinct black and white, wheat-colored skin, and thick, lush black hair. She also wore a third-level imperial armor that she had never removed, and had various weapons on her body.

It was like a Valkyrie descending.

"Actually, I didn't have any idea. As the captain, I feel guilty for not being able to take you to join the elite combat camp, so I dare not continue to drag you down and interfere with your future."

"But now, I have become the deputy commander of the Second Pioneer Camp. I think I can invite you to stay because I can promise you a future that may not be what you want, but at least it's not bad."

"Of course, you may look down on the second-line combat camp like the Pioneer Camp, but I think that although the Chief Secretary focuses on maintaining peace in the rear and cannot compete with the Demon Suppression Department in all aspects, it still has a lot of room for development."

"Anyway, that's it. Think about it. I know you may have big ambitions... big aspirations, but here we all support each other and trust each other. It's better than going somewhere else and having to start from scratch. Even if you are talented, you still need a starting point."

"After this war, there will be only seven or eight years of development at most. You still need to marry and have children. You don't want to give up all the responsibilities you have, your family, your honor, your ambitions, in this lifetime, do you?"

Liu Yuwei tried hard and racked her brains to think of the right words. She was really afraid of hurting Mr. Zhao's self-esteem, so she went into the house to say it.

After all, what if this arrogant Mr. Zhao can't save his face in front of everyone and directly refuses?
In short, she is tired.

His face almost froze with laughter.

"Great! I couldn't ask for more!"

Zhao Guanshan agreed without even thinking about it. Only a fool would disagree.

He thought it was pretty good.

If you really go to the elite combat camp directly under the Demon Suppression Division, although it is easy to gain merit, it is also too dangerous.

It's not like staying in the pioneer camp. Not only is there the protection of the deputy commander Liu Yuwei, but also the brothers from the eighth team to help cover for me.

When you have nothing to do, just practice. When you have something to do, everyone can do it together. Wouldn’t it be fun and refreshing?

Liu Yuwei blinked and stared at Zhao Guanshan carefully for a long time, until she confirmed that it was a sincere look. Then she put on the imperial helmet and pulled down the imperial visor without saying a word.

"It's settled then. I'm going back to sleep!"

"Oh!"

Go ahead and go.

After a while, there was a jealous knock on the door.

Zhao Guanshan smiled bitterly.

"Don't knock, I'm still alive, nothing happened, debts must be repaid, remember to call me when you're congratulating me!"

It was finally quiet outside.

Putting this little episode out of his mind, Zhao Guanshan quickly took off his armor and sat cross-legged. He wanted to seize the time to comprehend the first-level forgotten rune.

Once he had that done, he could lie dormant in safety.

(End of this chapter)