Elderly warriors on the battlefield of all races

Zhang Mu followed Lu Wengong and headed straight for the space portal.

The space portal between Longcheng and Longcheng Base was originally dozens of miles away from the outskirts of Longcheng. With Lu Wengong's flying speed, he quickly reached the portal passage.

Duke Lu Wen took out his identity token and passed the inspection easily.

Seeing the familiar huge colorful light gate, it was not the first time that Zhang Mu saw a space portal, but he still felt very shocked.

This time, Zhang Mu followed Lu Wengong, so he did not need to pay a toll of one million and could pass through for free.

However, the people who were checking were very surprised to see Zhang Mu, because they saw that Zhang Mu's cultivation was only at the third level, but he was following the great general Lu Wengong.

Many people are wondering about Zhang Mu’s identity.

Although Zhang Mu has become very famous in Blue Star, even among those who know Zhang Mu, few people have seen him and naturally cannot recognize him.

Passed through the portal smoothly.

The next moment, Zhang Mu felt an aura that was completely different from that of Blue Star.

The spiritual energy of the heaven and earth on Blue Star is very pure and has no impurities.

But in the battlefield of all races, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is very chaotic, even a little manic. The efficiency of practicing and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the battlefield of all races is lower than that in the native Blue Star.

When he stood on the land of Longcheng Base in the battlefield of all races again, Zhang Mu took a deep breath, and the familiar feeling came back.

The wild spiritual energy of heaven and earth made the blood in his body unconsciously start to heat up.

"I am back again"

Zhang Mu sighed. When he first came to this world, he was in the battlefield of all races, so what he was most familiar with was the atmosphere of the battlefield of all races.

Now that he is back again, Zhang Mu feels that this place is very familiar.

Lu Wengong asked with a smile: "Where do you feel most comfortable?"

He saw that Zhang Mu seemed to like the battlefield of all races very much. He was full of fighting spirit when he came here.

It seems that Zhang Mu was born to fight.

Zhang Mu pondered for a moment before saying, "I like the tranquility of Blue Star, but I also like the tense atmosphere of the Ten Thousand Races battlefield."

"Just now, the blood in my body began to boil."

Laughing, Lu Wengong said: "It seems that you are born with a fighting factor in your body. You were born for fighting, and so was I."

"Blue Star is life, but the battlefield of all races is life."

Throughout Lu Wengong's life, he was either fighting or on the way to fight. Almost all the time, fighting was his favorite thing.

Zhang Mu also felt that there were a large number of fighting factors in his body. Now he only wanted to hunt aliens. Only by hunting aliens could he feel comfortable all over.

Maybe he really was born to fight.

After walking out of the transmission channel, Zhang Mu said to Lu Wengong: "Saint Lu, give me a day to allow me to meet some old friends."

Now that he has arrived at the Longcheng base, Zhang Mu has too many familiar people, and he wants to visit them.

One day is enough.

Lu Wengong nodded: "No problem, let's go!"

After saying that, he took Zhang Mu and flew directly into the air, flying towards the base.

Soon Zhang Mu was brought to the base of the 5252nd Battalion by Lu Wengong. As the original chef of the base, Zhang Mu and the soldiers of the base fought alongside him during the last beast tide.

Even many people sacrificed their lives for him.

This time when he came back, Zhang Mu naturally wanted to visit.

After leaving Zhang Mu behind, Lu Wengong left straight away.

Standing outside the base and looking at the familiar environment, Zhang Mu felt his heart surging. He was back, and he wondered if those familiar people in the base were doing okay?
Step by step, Zhang Mu walked towards the base.

"Stop, this is the base of the 5252nd Battalion, no outsiders are allowed to enter."

As soon as he arrived at the base, he was stopped by several soldiers on duty.

After all, the base is a military stronghold and outsiders are not allowed to enter easily. Zhang Mu had resigned from the base before and was no longer a member of the base.

The most important thing is that more than half of the soldiers in the base were lost in the last beast tide, and now new people have been recruited.

Although there was no change in the base, there were some new faces. Zhang Mu was a little dazed for a moment, as there were fewer people he was familiar with.

He sighed secretly. Unless he went to the battlefield of all races, he would not know how dangerous the situation on Blue Star was.

When he saw many familiar faces turned into unfamiliar ones, he realized that Blue Star had become much more peaceful after all. Only the warriors on the battlefield of all races were constantly sacrificing and being replaced.

Maybe after not seeing each other for a few days, the old friend is gone.

"Boy, I'm talking to you, are you deaf?"

"Get out of here, this is not the place for you to come."

The soldiers at the base called Zhang Mu a random person and drove him away in a stern tone.

They even took out their weapons.

"Wang Zhong, wait a moment."

Just as the soldier was driving Zhang Mu away, one of the soldiers suddenly discovered something and stopped his companion in time.

Wang Zhong turned around and asked, "What's wrong? Do you know this person?"

The soldier did not respond, but suddenly stepped forward, came in front of Zhang Mu in a few steps, and looked Zhang Mu up and down.

From surprise at first, to shock, and then ecstasy: "Lao Zhang, is that you?"

Lao Zhang, of course, is what the soldiers at the base call Zhang Mu, because in the base, Zhang Mu is the chief chef and is relatively old, so everyone calls him Lao Zhang.

So Ding Yue called Zhang Mu "Lao Zhang" from then on, and now Lao Zhang has become a synonym for Zhang Mu.

Zhang Mu looked at Yang Hui in front of him with a smile on his face and nodded: "Yang Hui, it's me."

Yang Hui was stunned and stared at Zhang Mu for a long time. Suddenly he gave Zhang Mu a hug and said, "Old Zhang, it's really you."

"Oh my god, you've changed so much, I almost didn't recognize it was you."

It’s not Yang Hui’s fault. After all, Zhang Mu looked very old before, but now Zhang Mu has become completely younger and a real young man.

The appearance is instantly rejuvenated.

If Yang Hui wasn't familiar with Zhang Mu, he wouldn't have recognized him.

Now that he was sure it was Zhang Mu, he was overjoyed.

In the past, Zhang Mu was just the head chef of their base restaurant and a first-rank warrior. But now, Zhang Mu is well-known not only in Blue Star, but also in Longcheng Base, especially in their base.

Because Zhang Mu rose up in the beast tide at the Longcheng base and became extremely powerful.

Now he has even topped the second-level Xuanling list and is a figure that the warriors in the base talk about several times a day.

After all, Zhang Mu came out of the restaurant in their base, and it would be a source of pride for them to tell others about Zhang Mu's achievements.

"Haha, long time no see, come and see everyone."

Zhang Mu also smiled. Seeing an acquaintance, he was in a good mood.

Other soldiers nearby rushed over upon hearing the news.

"Lao Zhang, oh my god, it's really Lao Zhang."

"Oh my god, Lao Zhang, it's great that we can still see you."

People who were familiar with Zhang Mu rushed over one after another. Each of them was very enthusiastic towards Zhang Mu because they had been eating the meals cooked by Zhang Mu for many years.

The new soldiers were all confused.

"Who is he?" "Why is he so familiar to you?"

"Hey, man, tell me who he is?"

All the new soldiers became curious. It seemed that Zhang Mu was very familiar with the soldiers in the base. They all wanted to know Zhang Mu's identity.

At this time, an old soldier explained: "Hey, he is very famous. He is Zhang Mu, who is at the top of the second-level Xuanling list. He used to be the head chef of our base restaurant."

"Well, you'll know once I tell you, right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the recruits immediately exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh my god, is that him?"

"Zhang Mu, the Zhang Mu who walked out of our base restaurant, the Zhang Mu who topped the second-level Xuanling list?"

"Zhang Mu, who won the special merit in the beast tide?"

"Holy shit, I actually saw the real person."

The new recruits have long heard of Zhang Mu's reputation, and even have calluses on their ears, only because the old soldiers in the base often talk about Zhang Mu with pride.

It was because Zhang Mu walked out of the base restaurant that he received great honor.

As a result, the soldiers in the base were all proud of him and told everyone about Zhang Mu's deeds.

These new recruits also got to know Zhang Mu and gradually began to be proud of him. With that sense of honor, they also unconsciously began to promote Zhang Mu.

When talking about Zhang Mu, they would also say that Zhang Mu was a person who went out from the base restaurant of our 5252nd Battalion.

Now that they saw Zhang Mu in person, they were very excited and quickly surrounded Zhang Mu as if they were seeing their idol.

"Lao Zhang, I know you, can we take a photo together?"

"Sorry, I didn't know it was you, otherwise we wouldn't have stopped you."

So the new recruit who had just stopped Zhang Mu also hurriedly expressed his apologies, and it turned out that he was one of them.

Zhang Mu naturally took the initiative to cooperate with the soldiers. For the 5252nd Battalion, Zhang Mu felt like he was back home. He felt very close to everyone in the 5252nd Battalion.

Before we even entered the base, we were completely surrounded.

Zhang Mu was talking to Yang Hui and the others, and he asked, "Is Captain Yan at the base?"

Yan Tong lost an arm in the previous beast tide. Zhang Mu still remembered that tough guy. Even with only one arm, he still fought with the monsters to the end.

Yang Hui nodded: "Yes, since Captain Yan lost an arm, he is no longer the captain and will be transferred to the mainland of Blue Star in a while."

"I just happened to be still at the base. Come on, I'll take you to see Captain Yan."

Led by Yang Hui and others, Zhang Mu came to the door of Yan Tong's room.

Before I saw Yan Tong, I heard Yan Tong's angry voice in the room.

"I don't accept being transferred from my post. I just lost an arm, but I'm not dead. I can still fight."

"I don't want to learn the local cultivation of Blue Star. I'm not a useless person."

Yan Tong seemed to be arguing with someone and expressing his dissatisfaction.

Yan Tong lost an arm in the last beast tide, so he got himself a prosthetic limb.

But after all, losing an arm will definitely affect his combat effectiveness, so he will be transferred to the Blue Star to do logistical work.

Yan Tong was unwilling to do so.

Zhang Mu shook his head. Yan Tong also had a stubborn temper. He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The next moment, Yan Tong opened the door angrily, obviously still angry.

However, the moment he opened the door, Yan Tong was stunned. He stared blankly at Zhang Mu standing at the door, and almost dropped the phone in his hand.

"Old. Old Zhang"

Yan Tong was stunned. He didn't expect to see Zhang Mu.

Zhang Mu is back and has arrived at the Dragon City Base in the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield. He feels incredible.

After all, in Yan Tong's opinion, the chances of him seeing Zhang Mu again in this life are very slim.

Because the current Zhang Mu is no longer the chef of the restaurant in the previous base, but an extraordinary person with unlimited potential in the future.

Zhang Mu smiled and said, "Captain Yan, who are you arguing with? Why are you so angry?"

It was obvious that Yan Tong was arguing with the person on the other end of the phone.

Yan Tong reacted, hung up the phone quickly, put the phone in his pocket, then stretched out his only remaining intact arm to shake hands with Zhang Mu.

"boom!"

Zhang Mu walked straight forward and gave Yan Tong a hug.

Yan Tong was stunned for a moment, then his eyes turned slightly red. When he saw Zhang Mu, he felt inexplicably excited and sad.

"Lao Zhang, why are you here at Dragon City Base again?"

The battlefield of all races is a place that many people are reluctant to come to, but Zhang Mu actually came back.

After letting go of Yan Tong, Zhang Mu discovered that a prosthesis is just a prosthesis after all and cannot be compared with a normal arm because Yan Tong's prosthesis cannot be flexibly extended or retracted.

"Let's go in and talk."

Zhang Mu didn't hesitate and went straight into Yan Tong's room.

Yan Tong had no choice but to let Zhang Mu into the room.

The two sat opposite each other. Zhang Mu looked at Yan Tong, especially his prosthesis, and asked with a smile, "How is it? Are you not used to using the prosthesis?"

As soon as these words came out, Yan Tong couldn't help cursing: "Damn it, the prosthesis has affected my performance so much."

"Just because of the prosthetic limb, I will be transferred to the mainland of Blue Star. I don't accept it."

"Those bastards treated me like a disabled person. I feel uncomfortable."

All of a sudden, Yan Tong started to complain crazily and express his dissatisfaction.

A warrior in the middle stage of the fifth rank was treated as a disabled person. He was not allowed to go to the front line and was asked to do logistical work. He felt extremely resentful.

Although the above arrangement was well-intentioned and a good deed, it seriously hurt Yan Tong's self-esteem.

He didn't want to be a waste. Even if he died in battle, it was better than doing logistics.

Zhang Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He reached out and patted Yan Tong on the shoulder: "You, don't be so stubborn. It's not bad to work in logistics at Blue Star."

"Perhaps, once you have a chance to recover, it won't be too late for you to go back to the battlefield."

Zhang Mu understood Yan Tong's feelings very well, but the problem was that losing an arm would indeed affect the combat, so it was a good thing that the higher-ups arranged for Yan Tong to recuperate.

"Lao Zhang, even you say that. Do you think I'm a waste?"

"I'm really not a waste, I really am not."

Yan Tong was a little anxious. He never considered himself a waste.

The most important thing is that it is not easy to restore a broken arm. If it were that easy, there wouldn’t be so many soldiers becoming disabled.

Zhang Mu felt that Yan Tong was a little crazy now, but for a tough guy to do logistics would indeed make Yan Tong feel despised.

He consoled her, "Captain Yan, listen to the instructions from above and keep a good attitude. Someone is needed to take care of the logistics as well."

"If you believe me, give me some time, I promise to make you back to normal and let you return to the battlefield."

Zhang Mu decided to help Yan Tong get something that could restore his limbs.

He knew it was difficult, but it was not impossible. (End of this chapter)