Chapter 88 Ziwei Human Race

Soon, four staff members came to the base and carried away the corpse of the big tiger at Wang Yu's feet with great effort.

"The captain is really a tough guy. This gray stone tiger can at least grow to the third level of blood burning, and some can even reach the fifth level of blood burning."

Xu Xiunian has a lot of knowledge and talked about the strength of the gray stone tiger.

The other members were also amazed and had more respect for the young captain in front of them.

The army admires the strong, no matter what means Wang Yu used to kill him.

The corpse of the gray stone tiger is enough to explain many things.

Soon, the corpse of the gray stone tiger was dealt with, and the fifty kilograms of blood and flesh treasures on its body were returned to Wang Yu, and the remaining blood and flesh were handed over to the military in exchange for merit.

The fifty kilograms of gray stone tiger treasures and meat may not seem much, but if you want to buy them in the market, you may need 150,000 or even 200,000 broken crystal coins.

You can see how high its value is.

Although Wang Yu has crystals, the more treasures and meat, the better.

He never had too many of these high-quality cultivation items.

Later, he learned as he wished that Chen Wenlin and Luo Chu and others were living in peace.

According to Xu Xiunian, his uncle, yes, the battalion commander of the third battalion, Xu Changchun, arrived in time.

He personally killed the green-skinned monkey king and resolved the crisis.

After hearing the latter part, Wang Yu's attention was no longer on Xu Xiunian's words.

He looked at Xu Xiunian again with a strange look.

Xu Xiunian immediately straightened his chest and said proudly: "Although Battalion Commander Xu is my uncle, I have never relied on him. I have my own pursuits."

Wang Yu was quite puzzled by this, but he didn't say much.

If he traveled through time and landed with a family as a backer, he would definitely use it in every possible way.

He regarded the family as a major advantage of his rebirth. In his opinion, as long as he could achieve his goal faster and easier, why not?

Xu Xiunian was not the first self-righteous child of aristocratic family that Wang Yu had seen in the army.

There are many young men who are like this, thinking that they can hold high positions in the army and achieve great things by themselves, and they are secretive about their help to the family.

Wang Yu just felt puzzled about this.

It feels like owning a treasure mountain but not digging it.

Most of these family members have not tasted the sufferings of the world and are very immature.

Half a day later, Chen Wenlin rushed back from the dense forest and said to Wang Yu in surprise: "You kid, you are finally back. I almost scared me to death. I thought the deputy general I just got was gone!"

After two days of absence, Chen Wenlin has been looking for Wang Yu in the dense forest.

It is impossible to say that I am not worried. Fortunately, Wang Yu seems to be fine now.

Even his spirit looks fuller and higher than before.

Of course, he didn't think much about blood transfer.

After all, he knew that Wang Yu had just completed the first blood transfer less than two months ago, and it was impossible for him to practice the second blood transfer so quickly.

Wang Yu did not say it clearly. Before coming, he had already used the Blood Shadow Method to restrain the fluctuation of Qi and blood, and controlled it to the extent of one turn.

He has always known that he can show his genius, but he must control it within the scope of what a genius can achieve.

He needs to be able to get enough attention from the military, but also need to keep a certain margin and trump card.

He needs to grasp one of these degrees to ensure that he grows smoothly in the military.

Especially since he has learned that the military is not an iron bucket, God knows whether there are spies planted by other forces and countries in the dark.

In this case, he must be more cautious and does not intend to disclose his cultivation for the time being.

"Xiao Yu, you must be careful in the subsequent jungle reclamation missions. We all agree that there is something fishy about the Monkey King this time!"

Chen Wenlin said to Wang Yu with a serious face.

"What do you mean?" Wang Yu also looked at him slightly seriously.

"Later, the battalion commander investigated and found that the green-skinned monkey king had traces of being artificially recruited. This means that there are still fish that have slipped through the net in our military to make trouble!"

Chen Wenlin said seriously.

Wang Yu was moved after hearing this and said, "Brother Chen, I did see two suspicious people when I was wandering in the jungle these two days."

Wang Yu took the opportunity to describe the black-robed old man and his companion's clothes and appearance to Chen Wenlin.

"When did you see them?" Chen Wenlin was shocked and asked immediately.

"That day, I saw them not long after I got rid of the monkey monster." Wang Yu said.

What he said was true, but he skipped what happened in the cave later.

He described the appearance characteristics of the two people and provided these clues, which were enough for the military to figure out the true identities of the two people.

The next thing was related to the current rebel army, so he would not intervene too much.

His current task was still to station strongholds and attack the dense forest peninsula, which had not changed.

He would be enemies with the dense forest beasts for a long time in the future.

He was also happy with this, constantly and quickly gaining merits, and he could also have a steady supply of cabbage and meat.

More importantly, it was convenient for him to go back and forth to obtain crystals.

Life in the army became more fulfilling.

Time passed quickly, and more than two months passed in a blink of an eye.

Chen Wenlin's team building was finally completed.

The twelfth corps of the third battalion.

The whole team has a total of 470 people, 35 squads.

The corps commander is Chen Wenlin, and the deputy corps commander is Wang Yu.

The young deputy corps commander, who is less than 20 years old, caused some repercussions in the camp after the news spread.

Wang Yu's popularity was forced to rise.

Fortunately, under the conscious protection of the military, it did not spread widely.

Most of them were just private discussions among soldiers and officers in the camp.

The third battalion of the Pioneer Corps.

In the No. 9 training ground, the twelfth corps, 470 people were in a neat battle line, looking forward.

Among them were combat personnel and logistics personnel of the corps, all of whom were absent.

Wang Yu stood behind Chen Wenlin, his eyes swept over everyone in the large square formation.

Ordinary people, ordinary people, and ordinary people.

Chen Wenlin established a brand new army, and most of the soldiers selected were recruits from this year or last year.

And most of them were young and tender guys.

Only a few veterans were arranged by the battalion commander to serve as squad leaders or elite backbones to train new recruits.

Although these hundreds of recruits were carefully selected by Chen Wenlin, they have good martial arts qualifications and potential.

But no matter what, the fact that the current army is weak in combat power is difficult to cover up.

"How is it?" Chen Wenlin asked with a smile.

Wang Yu was silent for a moment and said bluntly: "Very bad."

"Hahaha." Chen Wenlin was not angry, and said: "The 11th Army with Lao Luo was also like this.

Everything starts from scratch. Let's wait and see. The army will have a qualitative change in a few months, and it will definitely become a climate in two years. Then we can tell whether it is good or bad!"

Chen Wenlin was in high spirits, as if he had seen a bloody army born in his hands.

Wang Yu nodded, but he was a little unmoved in his heart.

His ambition was not here, and he could not resonate with Chen Wenlin.

Of course, within the scope of his duties, he would do what a deputy soldier should do.

At least he had to live up to Chen Wenlin's trust in him.

According to convention, as the new soldier, Chen Wenlin needed to start giving lectures and gradually establish his prestige.

Wang Yu also stepped forward and said a few polite words at the appropriate time.

Although he was young, the recruits were not stupid. They knew that those who could become officers in the army must be warriors with the cultivation of the Burning Blood Realm. This was a hard condition.

Therefore, although they were surprised in their hearts, they would not show disrespect on their faces, and they were more just curious about Wang Yu.

Afterwards, Chen Wenlin briefly explained several training tasks, the most important of which was the training of the military formation, and secondly, the personal training tasks had to be strictly grasped.

The first qualitative change in a few months that Chen Wenlin mentioned was when the recruits cultivated to the first level of body forging.

Leaving the identity of ordinary people can indeed greatly improve the combat effectiveness of the entire army.

Of course, compared with other troops that have been built for several years or even decades, they are definitely far inferior in terms of foundation.

After leaving the training ground and separating from Chen Wenlin, Wang Yu returned to his residence.

At this time, he had been promoted to deputy corps and had long been out of the organization of the 11th Corps.

Therefore, his residence was naturally moved away from the original place and assigned to the location of the 12th Corps.

And it became a two-story small building.

The front and back yards, although the area is not too large, it is a single-family villa anyway, and it has everything it should have.

This can also be regarded as a kind of welfare care for officers by the military.

After entering the inner room, Wang Yu went straight to his basement.

The lights were bright inside, and he had already transformed it into a training room.

Iron piles, stone piers, weights and other training materials, several iron boxes in the corner, tables and chairs, etc., there are not many other things.

The whole training room is relatively empty.

He casually took off the long knife from his waist, which was the glowing knife he got from the cave before.

But now, Wang Yu has named this knife "Fanxing".

It's not that he named it, but he got a lot of ancient scripture translations from the military, among which there are two characters carved on the knife.

Translated, it's the word "Fanxing".

So Wang Yu directly named it "Fanxing Knife".

He specially found someone in the capital city to make a black scabbard to hide its sharpness on weekdays.

In addition to this knife, Wang Yu also translated the ancient characters next to the corpse word by word in two months.

[The dragon broke through the boundary and chased us. We had no choice but to forcibly melt the broken veins of Ziwei Star to open the star gate and escape. The millions of Shangyang Army left behind and no news.

I was seriously injured and unable to save the situation. I was not able to see the revival of Ziwei human race. I regret it.]

This is the original text of the ancient characters.

There are missing parts in the middle, and the ending is obviously incomplete. Perhaps it was destroyed because of too much time.

Only these few sentences of unclear information were left.

Judging from the literal meaning, this is a text left by a general before his death.

But whether it is Lilong or Ziwei people, they are things that Wang Yu has never heard of.

Even in the various information collected by the military in the past two months, no relevant content description has been found.

"Ziwei people."

That may be a very distant period of human history, or it may have existed, but it may have disappeared in the long river of history, and no one remembers it at all.