New Magic Tool: Stellar

The Centurion died, killed by He Ming's Wind Disk: Tear.

The Captains were all dead too; Solar Flame's Light Slash cut them down one by one, turning them into nutrients for golden Star Seeds.

As for the Decurions, they were merely Armored Warrior Figurines with the strength of mere Greater Servants, utterly incapable of commanding troops.

Such a chaotic army could trap Xu Fang, who was burdened with a tagalong, but when facing an organized Military Mage force, they quickly fell into disarray.

As the first rays of sunlight broke through the sky, the remaining Terracotta Army members halted their movements.

With a tremor that shook the earth, a deep pit reappeared, shielding them as they returned underground.

The Military Mages, who had fought all night, finally welcomed a day of survival.

"Quick, medic!"

"Where's the stretcher? The Company Commander is injured!"

The equally disheveled Political Instructor, Li Yi, yelled at the top of his lungs.

The medic quickly approached, sprinkling pure white healing Magic onto He Ming.

"The Company Commander is fine, just depleted of Demonic Energy and some external injuries. After healing, a few days of rest will do."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

He Ming was not only the strongest in their company but also their spiritual pillar. If he fell, the impact on morale would be devastating.

"I'll report to the Chief Instructor immediately!"

Li Yi took two steps before stopping again: "Right, where's that soldier who brought the Company Commander back?"

A Military Mage replied, "Instructor, this person isn't one of our company's soldiers; he's a student from Gudu Second High School!"

"A student?"

Li Yi paused for a moment, then quickly reacted. After reprimanding, "Students are also soldiers; exclusionary thinking is unacceptable," he hurried away.

Meanwhile.

In the new recruit dormitory, a diversity of species was on display.

Some students, having fought all night, were sprawled on their beds, fast asleep from exhaustion.

Others, having just experienced real combat, immediately plunged back into virtual battlefields on their phones.

Some had been so terrified by the Terracotta Army that they sat huddled at the foot of their beds, feeling down, or crying to go home.

Even more unlucky were those shot by the Kneeling Archer Figurines' projectiles, injured and hissing in pain with every slight movement.

As for the unluckiest of all, he had already been put back together by the military sweep teams and was making a phone call home with the core message of "died for the country."

"Boss! Boss!"

Sun Rui Zhi burst in excitedly: "I killed five Terracotta Army soldiers yesterday, it was awesome!"

Brother Rui Zhi was a Primary Level One Mage and wasn't qualified to fight outside the city, so he stayed on the city walls, outputting Magic the entire time.

During the chaotic battle, some Terracotta Army soldiers stumbled their way to the base of the city walls, where the sharp-eyed Sun Rui Zhi struck them to pieces with a Lightning Seal.

"I'm definitely making it onto the Undead Rankings this time... Right, Boss, how many did you kill?"

Xu Fang replied, "Didn't count."

He only remembered killing them in batches, wave after wave; who would bother counting how many he killed?

He was more concerned with other issues now; the battle yesterday had given him quite a bit of inspiration.

Sun Rui Zhi was greatly impressed. As expected of his boss, even his showboating skills were so smooth and natural. Truly a role model for them all.

The military training management was extremely strict, operating under a closed-door policy. Especially during the first month, no leave was permitted for any reason.

Fortunately, although the military camp was small, it had everything. Even if it couldn't compare to the prosperity of Gudu city's urban areas, all the necessary infrastructure was present.

Xu Fang followed the signs and found the company's forging room.

The forging room wasn't large, about fifty square meters. Two rows of shelves were piled high with raw materials and damaged Magic Tools, and the floor was also messy.

The only clear space on the floor held a stool, upon which sat an old man in a military uniform wearing reading glasses, looking at a blueprint.

"There's a queue for repairing Magic Tools; those with higher Undead points get priority," the old man said without looking up.

Xu Fang stated, "I need Magic Stones, an engraving knife, a bundle of Black Antler Deer sinew, and some Rock Iron as well."

Only then did the old man stop what he was doing and look up with some surprise, pushing his glasses further up his nose: "You're a blacksmith too?"

"Just a little."

"Is that so?" The old man didn't ask further questions and prepared the items Xu Fang requested: "The forging room is inside; it's five thousand per hour."

"Okay."

Xu Fang walked into the forging room.

Speaking of which, that old man really trusted Xu Fang, or rather, had confidence in the security of the Military Mage company's barracks. Even if Xu Fang had ulterior motives, he couldn't escape their grasp?

Based solely on Xu Fang's month of intensive study, the value of everything in this room combined was likely in the tens of millions.

Sitting on the forging chair, he picked up the carving knife.

Unlike the greenhorn he was the first time, Xu Fang's movements were skilled this time. In a short while, a Fortification Array was engraved onto the rock iron.

Hoo!

The Solar Flame flickered in Xu Fang's hand. The rock iron bent under the heat of the outer flame, turning into a short steel pipe.

Xu Fang had extremely strong control over the flame. After achieving the desired effect, he immediately withdrew it, pulling away the residual heat along with it.

Inkhorn Deer Sinew, a Minor General level material. It was not cheap, with excellent toughness and elasticity. Xu Fang first compressed and adjusted it, then fixed it beneath the steel pipe.

Snap!

"It's a bit crooked..."

Xu Fang tore off the deer sinew and tried again. After wasting half a bundle, he finally found the right position. After compression, it could be ejected along the predetermined track.

"The cooling array is too big and too complicated to engrave... No big deal, I'll try this Wind Element array. It accelerates heat flow and guides the heat into the outermost ice stone... Good, it can serve as a substitute."

"The Magic Stone will be installed here."

Xu Fang's current appearance was very much like a mad scientist villain from a movie, muttering to himself as he moved among various bottles and jars.

Gradually, a brand new "Magic Tool" appeared before him.

Xu Fang picked it up and weighed it, then tucked it into his sleeve and injected Demonic Energy.

Click!

With a barely audible crisp sound, a black pistol less than twenty centimeters long popped into Xu Fang's hand.

"Cool!"

This smooth combo even impressed Xu Fang himself.

In his previous life, this item was called a "sleeve gun," often used by modern spies when assassinating targets. Xu Fang first saw it in "Love, Chunibyo & Other Delusions," when Yuta used it once.

Of course, Xu Fang's sleeve gun was not like the "Dark Flame Master's" imaginary weapon. Although it didn't use gunpowder but was driven by mechanisms and springs, with the addition of "Solar Flame Light Slash," its power was explosive.

No, calling it "Solar Flame Light Slash" wasn't quite right anymore. It should be called "Solar Flame Light Bullet."

This gun also needed a cool, chuunibyou-esque name. He decided to call it "Stellar."

It was usually hidden in his sleeve. As long as no Demonic Energy was injected, there was no risk of accidental discharge.

Coupled with its high concealment, long killing range, and lack of obvious tells, it often caught people off guard, leaving them wondering how they were shot before they even knew what happened.

He walked out happily.

The old man said calmly, "One hour and twenty-eight minutes in total. Rounding up, that's two hours. Plus the materials, that'll be fifty thousand."

Xu Fang was in a good mood. For fifty thousand, he got such a great weapon. He felt like he had struck gold.

Without any further ado, he transferred the money and left, leaving the old man stunned and speechless. Why isn't this kid complaining about the price?

While Xu Fang was creating "Stellar," a reward application form lay on Grand Instructor Fei Jiao's desk.

"Almost everyone from the third company's combat personnel was injured. Company Commander He Ming is severely wounded and just woke up from a coma. However, the casualty rate is the lowest it's been in years, with only two low-level Military Mages lost."

Fei Jiao scanned the list as his subordinate reported the situation.

"At the same time, the spoils of war this time are the most abundant in recent times. One Centurion Terracotta Warrior and four Captain Terracotta Warriors were all eliminated. The Terracotta Army in Pit No. 16 will take at least half a year to recover its strength."

Fei Jiao nodded with satisfaction. "Very good, they must be commended. Issue rewards according to the recorded number of kills."

He paused, noticing his subordinate hadn't moved, and asked in confusion, "What are you standing around for? Go do it."

"Grand Instructor, there's a special situation."

"Speak."

"This person's contribution is rather unique and requires your personal decision."