Tiger King Arrives at Outpost 03

On the afternoon of the third day, the custom-made equipment Lin Mo had been longing for finally arrived. When the special metal crate, which required four strong men to lift, was opened, even the well-traveled members of the Wind-Breaking Squad couldn't help but let out a low gasp of amazement.

The streamlined dark gold armor shimmered with a cold, sharp luster under the training ground lights, and faint, intricate energy circuits resembling tiger stripes were visible across the plates.

The chest plate was thick, protecting his vitals, while the shoulder guards featured subtle spikes that added a touch of dominance. The armor on his four limbs perfectly followed his muscle contours, and the joints utilized a matte black flexible metal to ensure no movement was restricted.

The most ingenious part was the wings; they weren't fully covered. Instead, thin and tough alloy feather blades were embedded at the key nodes of the wing bones and along the edges of the wing membranes, providing protection and flight enhancement without adding excessive weight. His tiger claws were also fitted with metal sheaths featuring deep blood grooves and astonishing sharpness, glinting with a cold light.

Holy crap! This looks insanely cool! The money was well spent! This design, this texture—this is definitely a divine artifact!

Urged on by Lin Mo's impatience, Wang Keke and several team members assisted him in putting it on.

The entire set utilized a special buckle and magnetic attachment system, making the process smoother than expected. When the final wing blade clicked into place, Lin Mo suddenly stood on his hind legs and let out a deafening tiger roar!

"ROAR--!!"

The sound waves rolled outward, and combined with that incredibly majestic armor, a powerful, ferocious aura surged forth, as if an ancient war tiger had crossed time and space to descend upon this place. Even Aunt Zhang's expression grew serious, and she nodded slightly.

Adaptation training began immediately. Lin Mo started by sprinting, jumping, and stopping abruptly to test his agility.

The dark gold armor felt like a second skin, bringing almost no sense of drag. On the contrary, the support and propulsion provided by the leg plates to his muscles made his Lightning Strike feel even smoother, and his explosive speed seemed to have improved once again.

Next was the defense test. He had Wang Haitao fire a training armor-piercing round (a weakened version) at his chest plate.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, the training round left a shallow white mark on the chest plate before bouncing off. Lin Mo only felt a significant impact, but it was well within his tolerance.

Awesome! With this level of defense, taking a hit from a Beast Soldier Rank monster would probably feel like a tickle! A Beast General Rank... I should be able to take a few hits from that too!

Finally, it was the aerial test. He flapped his wings and took off. The wing blades sliced through the air with a faint "hissing" sound; not only did they not hinder his flight, but they seemed to cut through the airflow better, slightly increasing his stability and speed during low-altitude flight. He even attempted to swipe a steel test pillar with the feather blades on his wing edges, leaving a clear, deep cut!

Perfect! Offense, defense, and speed—a triple-threat upgrade! This investment was a massive win! My little darlings on the front lines, wait for your Tiger King daddy to come and spoil you!

On the morning of the fourth day, the morning sun rose.

Three heavily modified heavy armored off-road vehicles roared out of the Wang Family gates like three steel beasts, breaking through the final light curtain of the city barrier and truly stepping into the Wilderness Zone.

Lin Mo sat majestically on the "Tiger King Exclusive Vehicle" at the head of the convoy, his dark gold armor gleaming in the morning sun. His wings were folded behind him, and his golden tiger eyes scanned the front sharply. Wang Keke sat in the passenger seat, also dressed in a crisp combat uniform, her small face filled with excitement and nervousness.

The convoy drove onto a bumpy dirt road that had clearly been cleared by human hands. The city's skyscrapers were soon left behind, and as far as the eye could see, there was a landscape where desolation and vitality coexisted.

The skeletal remains of a ruined highway wound into the distance like the bones of a giant beast, and abandoned vehicles were rusted and tangled, swallowed by all sorts of wild vegetation. Further away lay a forest that felt eerily dense, along with rolling mountains, and the air was filled with the scent of soil, humus, and a faint, lingering sense of danger.

Is this the real wilderness? It's definitely different from the simulation training ground. This wildness and sense of crisis... it's intense!

Along the way, they occasionally encountered other human squads. Some drove modified jeeps, while others were even on foot. Everyone looked travel-worn, their eyes vigilant, carrying the scent of blood and fire.

When they saw this convoy consisting of three top-tier armored vehicles, especially the majestic winged tiger clad in dark gold armor atop the lead car, they all wore expressions of shock, astonishment, and even a hint of terror.

"Holy crap! What is that?!"

"A Winged Tiger?! And a Winged Tiger wearing armor?!"

"It's the Wang Family convoy! That's... the eldest miss of the Wang Family and her battle pet 'Mimi'? That internet-famous tiger?"

"Internet-famous? You call this internet-famous? With this aura, I'd believe it if you told me it was a Beast King!"

"Bringing such an eye-catching battle pet to the wilderness, the Wang Family is really... filthy rich!"

Various exclamations and discussions drifted toward them.

Hmph, a bunch of bumpkins who haven't seen the world! Is my majesty something you can even imagine? Internet-famous? That's a thing of the past! Now, I am a battle tiger, a hunting tiger!

Lin Mo accepted these gazes with composure, even deliberately lifting his head to let the sunlight better outline the lines of his armor, enjoying what he perceived to be the spotlight of the crowd.

The convoy traveled without incident, and by late afternoon, they finally arrived at their destination—Outpost No. 03.

The outpost was built on a relatively high hillside, expanded from a military guard post from the old era. The perimeter was surrounded by a massive alloy wall ten meters high, covered in electric fences and firing ports, with soldiers and automated defense weapons patrolling the top.

Outside the wall was a vast cleared area set with barbed wire, minefields, and anti-monster stakes, filled with the cold atmosphere of war.

After strict identity verification and decontamination procedures, the heavy alloy gates slowly opened, and the convoy drove into the outpost. The interior space was much larger than it looked from the outside, housing barracks, warehouses, repair shops, training grounds, and several tall command and residential buildings. The air was thick with the smell of machine oil, gunpowder, and a faint trace of blood.

A tall, middle-aged man with a resolute face, dressed in a crisp military uniform with the rank of colonel on his shoulder boards, was already waiting in front of the command building with several officers. He wore a hearty smile, and his gaze landed on Lin Mo atop the vehicle immediately, a flash of undisguised admiration in his eyes.

"Hahaha! Keke! And our great hero, 'Mimi', we've finally been waiting for you!" The man stepped forward, his voice booming.

Wang Keke jumped out of the car and shouted happily, "Uncle Thirteen!"

The man was none other than the supreme commander of Outpost No. 03, Wang Keke's Uncle Thirteen, Wang Feng, a powerful War General mid-stage expert.

Wang Feng patted Wang Keke's shoulder firmly, then looked at Lin Mo with burning eyes, clicking his tongue in wonder: "Good lad! Even more majestic than in the videos! This getup is domineering enough! I heard you really brought glory to our Wang Family in the Loyalty Trial!"

Uncle Thirteen? He looks pretty straightforward, not as devious as her father... ahem, I mean, not as deep-thinking. But calling me 'Mimi' right off the bat? Thumbs down! I need to find a chance to make him call me Tiger King!

Lin Mo leaped lightly from the roof of the car, landing without a sound, and gave a reserved low growl as a greeting.

Wang Feng didn't mind, warmly greeting everyone: "You've had a long journey! The rooms have already been arranged for you. The brothers of the Wind-Breaking Squad will stay in the barracks as per the old rules, and Keke, you and Aunt Zhang will stay in the officer dorms—the conditions are better there."

He paused, looked at Lin Mo, and smiled, "As for our special comrade... I specifically had the largest supply clearing room next to the warehouse cleaned out. It's got hay and soft mats; it's definitely spacious!"

A private room? Not bad. Although it's not as luxurious as my own tiger den, it's better than being squeezed in with a bunch of people. I'll reluctantly accept it.

Wang Feng continued: "The cafeteria is adding extra dishes tonight to welcome you! As for missions and hunting, there's no rush for a day or two. You should all get some good rest and adapt to the environment of the outpost and the high-altitude air pressure.

Starting tomorrow, I'll have someone take you to familiarize yourselves with the terrain around the outpost, the safe zones, the dangerous zones, and our daily patrol routes and defense priorities."

His expression turned more serious: "The wilderness is no child's play, especially around the perimeter of our outpost, where Beast General Rank monsters occasionally roam. You must understand the situation before you can formulate a safe hunting plan. For these next few days, you can start by moving within the outpost and the absolutely safe adjacent areas, and observe how other hunting squads do things."

Familiarize myself with the environment first? Lay low and develop? This Uncle Thirteen is quite sensible! That suits me perfectly! Good, let me check the quality of the 'cafeteria' food and the dining rules on the front lines first.

Lin Mo had no objections to this arrangement and followed a soldier toward his "private room," his heart filled with infinite anticipation for the wilderness hunting life about to begin. His Devour Talent was already hungry and impatient!