Martial Warrior Base

August 4.

Uh...

Nothing to do today. A day off.

Yang Wu rarely managed to settle down and spend an entire day properly resting.

He returned to his old trade and went online to play games.

However, in this godforsaken world, humanity's entertainment industry—games, movies, web novels, and the like—was still stuck forty or fifty years behind.

Everything that could be found online had basically already been found in his previous life. As for the hidden benefits that couldn't be found, the most crucial part was still the same as in his previous life.

No money!

Whether in his previous life or this one, money was absolutely indispensable.

The next day, in the training hall.

Yang Wu was fully equipped: combat uniform, combat backpack, alloy combat boots, communication wristwatch, Po Jun Spear...

He shook his body and felt no weight at all.

With the door shut behind him, he left in style.

Cooped up at home training day after day, he had nearly been driven mad. The negotiations from the day before had let him release some of the pressure he had been carrying for so long.

But it wasn't enough. His hollow, lonely heart needed something more intense.

Today, Yang Wu would leave behind his comfortable surroundings and officially enter the Wilderness Area to train.

Across all the land in the world, every region outside the human base cities was collectively known as the Wilderness Area.

It was a forbidden zone for ordinary people and the place that gave martial warriors their purpose.

A paradise for the strong, a hell for the weak.

Yang Wu left without telling anyone, aside from Uncle Qin at the entrance.

"Yang Wu, be careful!"

"Forget about whether you kill monsters or not. Staying alive is what matters most."

"Don't worry, Uncle Qin!"

Yang Wu left Mingyue Community and boarded an off-road vehicle he had arranged in advance, which had long been waiting at the entrance. It sped toward the train station.

After that, he transferred to a train bound for the Wilderness Area.

Several hundred miles north of Jiangnan Base City lay a military district garrison.

"Rumble—"

The train came roaring in from afar and slowly stopped at the military district station.

Yang Wu slung his pack over his back and entered the Martial Warrior Supply Base alongside the other fully armed martial warriors.

Every human base city was protected by military district garrisons nearby. A large base city like Jiangnan Base City had all four regional military districts stationed around it: east, west, south, and north.

This military district garrison was one of the garrisons under the jurisdiction of Jiangnan Base City's Northern Military Region.

Aside from certain special locations, nearly every military district set aside an area as a Martial Warrior Supply Base.

It provided martial warriors with a place to rest or a location to replenish supplies while they were out hunting monsters.

With rights came obligations.

After enjoying the convenience brought by the supply base, martial warriors were required to help defend the military district whenever it encountered a danger it could not resist.

The Martial Warrior Supply Base was located within the military district, and both its location and environment were excellent. Quiet little buildings stood there in neat rows.

"G27!"

Led by a uniformed staff member, Yang Wu arrived before the villa assigned to him, a rather exquisite small townhouse.

This small townhouse had been specially provided by the supply base for martial warriors who ventured alone into the Wilderness Area. It was a privilege reserved for the strong.

After all, anyone who dared travel alone in the Wilderness Area was either highly skilled and bold, or simply a reckless fool.

And no ignorant fools could make it to the supply base, so martial warriors who traveled alone were clearly very confident in their own strength.

Following the number on his key, Yang Wu quickly found his room.

"Let me lie down for a while first!"

He set down his empty backpack, removed the Po Jun Spear, then leaped backward onto the sofa and sprawled out.

August weather could roast a person alive.

This time of August was the hottest period of the year. When hunting monsters in the Wilderness Area, martial warriors often stayed there for days or even dozens of days at a time.

Traveling in such scorching weather, even if they filled their backpacks entirely with water, it still would not be nearly enough.

Therefore, in this weather, martial warriors generally traveled at night. It was not only cooler, but also saved water.

An hour later.

Yang Wu put on his martial warrior backpack and left the room. It wasn't that he could no longer lie still, but that he needed to replenish some supplies before traveling at night.

And grab a meal while he was at it.

This supply base was not particularly large. After all, compared to soldiers, martial warriors were still relatively few in number.

Though small, it had everything it needed.

A cafeteria, shops, rest areas, special services—everything was available.

Yang Wu went to the cafeteria for lunch, then visited the supply shop to buy some water and high-energy food. He also bought a pair of binoculars and several essential maps, stuffing them into his backpack.

Although these maps were all city maps from before the Great Nirvana and might differ vastly from the present day, they still held considerable reference value for modern martial warriors exploring wilderness cities.

Of course, if you had money and influence, you could also purchase the latest satellite maps from the HR Alliance mall.

On his way back, a sudden shout immediately caught Yang Wu's attention.

Two martial warrior squads ahead seemed to be arguing over something. Their teammates were trading insults, cursing each other nonstop.

A large crowd had already gathered nearby, yet not a single person stepped forward to stop them. Everyone watched with great interest, and judging by their expressions, they seemed far from satisfied.

Well, another crowd that loved watching trouble unfold. Even martial warriors couldn't escape humanity's natural love for a spectacle.

"Hey, brother, what are they arguing about?"

Yang Wu moved closer, patted the man beside him on the shoulder, and asked quietly.

"Uh, from what they're saying, it goes like this..."

The fellow standing in front of Yang Wu was clearly a kindred spirit. He patiently explained the situation to Yang Wu in a low voice.

The cause was simple, and what happened was not complicated either. It was the clichéd matter of fighting over prey.

One side had painstakingly set a trap and waited several days for their prey. Just as they were about to get it, someone snatched it away.

The other side, however, believed that since they had killed the prey, it rightfully belonged to them.

But judging from the situation, it was probably more than just a dispute over prey. There had definitely been bad blood between the two sides for some time.

"What shameless bastards."

One of them grabbed the twin blades from his back, his eyes reddening as he charged forward with both blades swinging.

"Beep!" "Beep!" "Beep!"

Just then, a shrill alarm sounded. A twelve-man squad wearing combat uniforms quickly rushed over from nearby.

The squad leader at the front shouted, "Drop your weapons! Fighting is forbidden inside the supply base. Otherwise, our guard unit has the authority to kill you!"

At once, the watching martial warriors scattered in all directions.

Yang Wu, among the crowd, shook his head repeatedly. The show was over before it even began.

Back in room G27, Yang Wu tapped his communication wristwatch a few times, found a number, and dialed it.

"Hello, Old Zhou."

"Have you delivered what I asked for?"