Logistics to the Front Line

Rika finally woke up from his coma, the effects of the healing potion evident. The external wounds on his body had already scabbed over and were beginning to heal. Despite this, he still couldn't move his left arm carelessly. Ange estimated that it would take a few more days before Rika could move freely again.

Back on Earth, the common knowledge was that it took a hundred days for broken bones to heal. Here, however, the methods of healing and recovery seemed exceptionally magical. Ange marveled that the medicines and magical treatments here were sometimes more effective than Earth's technological means. He believed Rika would recover soon, perhaps even faster than expected.

Rika opened his eyes and saw Ange sitting by his bedside. He smiled gratefully. "Thank you, Ange. I heard you set my bones and saved my life with a healing potion."

Ange shook his head and comforted him, "No need to thank me. We're comrades, it's only right that we help each other. Besides, you saved me with a healing potion when I was unconscious. But your arm will still need a few days to fully recover, so don't rush and move it around."

Rika nodded. Although his left arm still pained him intensely, he could bear it. Furthermore, he felt an unprecedented surge of power within his body. He knew it was just the illusion of the healing potion's effects.

Ange continued, "Back in my hometown, it's common knowledge that broken bones take a hundred days to heal. But with this magical healing potion, I believe you'll be back on your feet in no time."

The two looked at each other and smiled, the shadow of the battle seeming to dissipate slightly in that moment. Although the battles ahead remained fierce, they both knew that as long as they supported each other and faced them together, they would overcome all difficulties. Rika's awakening and recovery gave Ange greater confidence and strengthened their resolve to continue fighting.

In the following days, Ange continued to take care of Rika meticulously, while also not forgetting to maintain his own training and meditation. He knew that only by continuously improving his strength could he protect himself and his comrades on the battlefield.

During these days, Ange seized every opportunity to inquire with others in the Logistics Regiment about the technique of controlling qi force within the body and attaching it to weapons for attacks. However, after asking all the existing personnel in the Logistics Regiment, no one could perform this feat, which left him utterly perplexed.

Several fellow soldiers suggested he could try asking the Infantry Regiment, as the warriors in the Infantry Regiment might have more experience in combat techniques and qi force control. Ange's combat performance had already attracted the attention of many, with numerous people speculating that he might have already reached the level of a Level 1 Warrior. When Ange heard these rumors, he couldn't help but give a wry smile. He himself had a vague concept of what a Level 1 Warrior was, had no idea how to break through, and had no understanding of what kind of existence a Level 1 Warrior truly was.

To find answers, Ange decided to visit the Infantry Regiment himself. After a training session, he took advantage of a break and headed to the Infantry Regiment's encampment. The soldiers of the Infantry Regiment were not unfamiliar with him; they had already heard of Ange's courage and strength, and soon, someone was willing to talk to him.

Ange asked several veteran warriors of the Infantry Regiment in detail about the techniques of qi force control. They told Ange that the use of qi force was indeed crucial in combat, but attaching qi force to a weapon required extremely high control and prolonged practice. Most warriors could only gradually master this technique after reaching the level of a Level 1 Warrior. Furthermore, only special enchanted weapons could achieve the effect of attaching one's own qi force.

One warrior named Jada used his weapon as an example for Ange, saying, "The black greatsword in my hand is a standard weapon of the Duchy. I've heard it's forged from brass and red iron, with sharp and sturdy magic arrays carved on both sides of the blade, and a transmission array on the hilt."

Someone else demonstrated for Ange, transmitting their own qi force from their palm to the hilt, then through silver-colored pathways, across the patterns on both sides. The black blade and silver patterns emitted a faint light. If not for the black blade, the light from the patterns would likely have been invisible.

Ange asked Jada if he could observe his weapon closely. Jada had even named his sword: Jada's Death Grip. The name made Ange pause for a moment. However, Ange quickly regained his composure and carefully examined Jada's Death Grip. The hilt had swirling silver lines, and the patterns on both sides were different. The pattern symbolizing sturdiness had three loops, then ran in a straight line along the spine of the blade to the tip. The pattern symbolizing sharpness had one loop on each side of the spine, then ran parallel to the tip about two or three centimeters from the blade's edge.

He looked at the weapons of a few other people; they were generally similar.

Ange asked if ordinary weapons could have qi force attached to them, and they all replied that it was impossible. Ange didn't probe further.

After inquiring about qi force.

"Level 1 Warrior?" Ange asked, "Can you explain it in detail? I'm not very clear about the concept of this level yet."

A veteran warrior explained with a smile, "A Level 1 Warrior refers to those who have completely mastered the use of qi force and can freely apply it in combat to enhance their attacks and defenses. To reach this level, one not only needs a strong qi force but also extremely high physical control and combat experience."

Someone else chimed in, "One's physical attributes also need to reach a certain level. Some focus on strength, some on recovery, and some on perception."

Ange pondered after listening. He asked them about their experiences in breaking through in terms of physical attributes, but they all shook their heads. They told Ange that when you feel that you are different, you have become Level 1. This specific feeling is something that can only be understood intuitively and cannot be fully expressed in words, as everyone's situation is different. However, a complete Level 1 Warrior possesses exceptionally strong physical attributes and the ability to control qi force freely. Clearly, the warriors present from the Infantry Regiment were all complete Level 1 Warriors.

Ange thanked them for their teachings and said that he might come to ask for advice again if he had any further questions. They replied that Ange might become one of them before long and told him not to be polite.

After returning to his tent, Ange mused to himself. The ability to freely control qi force that they mentioned, he could clearly do that with ease now. However, regarding physical attributes, he truly had no clue. Such a concept that could only be understood intuitively and not expressed in words made it difficult for him to grasp. Since it was difficult to understand immediately, Ange decided not to dwell on it and instead chose to share the knowledge he had gathered that day with Rika.

He walked to Rika's bedside and saw that Rika was in good spirits. He then recounted everything he had learned from the Infantry Regiment warriors to him. After listening, Rika frowned and pondered for a moment before saying, "Ange, I can only vaguely sense my own qi force, but I can't transmit it to objects at all. In this regard, I'm far behind you."

Ange nodded in understanding. "I also find it strange. Perhaps everyone's talent and physique are different. Controlling qi force might be my advantage, but in terms of physical attributes, I still have a lot of work to do." He paused and continued, "It seems we are both still in the exploration phase. Helping each other and sharing experiences might be beneficial for both of us."

Rika smiled, a hint of anticipation in his eyes. "Yes, although I don't fully understand it yet, as long as we persevere, we will find the answer. It's clear you're already ahead."

In the following days, Ange and Rika continued to study and meditate together. Ange meditated daily to further improve his qi force control, while also guiding Rika in sensing and using qi force. Although progress was slow, neither of them gave up.

Not long after, the rewards for resisting the Foul Spirit's surprise attack were finally distributed. Since Ange's Logistics Regiment had not achieved any meritorious deeds, their rewards were directly converted into gold varks. Ange had personally killed 6 Foul Spirits, and together with Rika, they had killed 3 more, totaling 9 gold varks.

When Ange received the 9 gold varks in his hand, a wave of joy surged through him. Although he wasn't entirely clear about the concept of meritorious deeds, the allure of gold varks was undeniable. As an ordinary soldier, in his five years of service, he had only earned 2 gold varks and 50 silver varks. Now, receiving 9 gold varks at once was undoubtedly immense wealth for him.

Ange looked at the gold varks in his hand, feeling greatly pleased. He decided to share the reward with Rika, as Rika had also contributed significantly in that battle. He handed 3 of the gold varks to Rika, saying, "This is what we earned through our hard work together, you deserve a share."

Rika naturally accepted the gold varks handed over by Ange, and they exchanged a knowing smile.

Ange put away the remaining 6 gold varks. Although he was happy about receiving the gold varks, he knew in his heart that this was only a part of the battle; the truly important thing was to improve his own strength.

The next day, Ange received an order from Regiment Commander Kui Bi, requesting his presence at the regiment headquarters. It turned out that Ange's heroic performance during the previous Foul Spirit attack had caught the attention of the Infantry Regiment. After hearing the reports from his soldiers, the commander of the Infantry Regiment immediately reported to his superiors, requesting that Ange be transferred to the Infantry Regiment. Kui Bi naturally dared not disobey the order and quickly arranged for someone to find Ange.

When Ange arrived at the regiment headquarters, Commander Kui Bi got straight to the point: "Ange, your performance has been noticed by the commander of the Infantry Regiment, and they wish for you to transfer there. This is an order from our superiors and cannot be disobeyed."

Ange's heart was filled with mixed emotions upon hearing this. He had deep feelings for the Logistics Regiment, but he also understood that military orders were like mountains, unyielding. Thus, he nodded and said, "I understand, Commander. I will accept the transfer order. However, I wish to inform you that my term of service has less than six months left. I plan to retire after completing my service, and I hope you can convey this situation to the commanders."

Kui Bi nodded and comforted him, "Don't worry, Ange. As long as your term of service is up, and you apply for retirement according to procedure, and the military command and the Duchy approve it, you can officially retire. The Duchy and the military command will never obstruct your retirement application."

Hearing this, a weight was lifted from Ange's heart. He expressed his gratitude to Kui Bi and then said firmly, "Thank you, Commander. I will proceed to the Infantry Regiment as ordered."

Kui Bi patted Ange's shoulder and encouraged him, "The Infantry Regiment needs promising warriors like you. I hope you can continue to shine there and make even greater contributions to the Duchy."

Ange nodded, left the regiment headquarters, and returned to his tent to pack his belongings. He shared the news with Rika. Although Rika felt reluctant to part, he was also happy for Ange. "You have the ability, and going to the Infantry Regiment is an acknowledgment of your capabilities. I hope you can continue to grow there and become an even stronger warrior."

Ange smiled and said firmly, "Thank you for your support, Rika. We are both fighting for the future of the Duchy. No matter where we are, we will fight side by side."

After bidding farewell to Rika and his other comrades, Ange, with his luggage, headed to the Infantry Regiment.