It was already evening when I returned to Base Camp from Sixth Defense Line.
Lin Feng is in no hurry to rest.
He poured all the contents of Storage Ring onto the tent floor and spent an hour doing a complete inventory and classification.
The first pile: reserved for yourself.
One copy of Myriad Phenomena Unification Art, Canon of Ten Thousand Beast Tombs (fused), Starfall Nine-Tribulation Blade, Inheritance Core (used), and A-Rank Formation Blueprint.
These won't appear on any lists at all.
As long as it is anything above A-Rank, Lin Feng can use it all for himself.
The second pile: handed over to the military.
There are thirteen volumes of bamboo slips of low-level skills, twelve pieces of low-level Martial Technique Jade Slip, more than one hundred bottles of various Elixir, several spiritual materials ores, and more than thirty weapons from D-Rank to B-Rank.
The total value of these things is conservatively estimated to be over 500 million.
The second pile looks much more than the first pile, but in fact, any item taken from the first pile is enough to buy the entire second pile.
Lin Feng feels at ease.
Early the next morning, he went to Command Center with the second pile of things.
Li Zhenguo was still lying in the medical tent unable to get out of bed, so the team leader temporarily took charge of the work.
"These are the harvests from Scarlet Rift. They should be handed over to the military. You can count them and go through the formal storage process."
The captain's hands were shaking as he looked at the table full of bamboo slips, Jade Slip, Elixir and weapons.
"Are these all from Ancient Ruins?"
"Yes."
"How much is it worth?"
"You do the math yourself. Anyway, it's enough for the soldiers to change their equipment."
Captain Zhao opened his mouth, and for a long time he said two words: "Awesome."
Zhang Qian was busy registering and registering nearby, and his hands were sore from writing.
The news quickly reached Headquarters.
Zhou Che called personally.
"Boy, how many things did you get in Scarlet Rift?"
"Not much, about 500 million."
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
"How many were turned in?"
"All."
"All?"
"Well, leave nothing behind. It will add to the Dragon Kingdom's strength, that's what it should be."
Zhou Che was silent for another two seconds.
"Okay, I'll take credit for you."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Feng put the phone back into his pocket.
Zhang Qian came over, looked around, and lowered his voice.
"Second Lieutenant Lin, you really didn't leave anything in your hand?"
"What do you think?"
Zhang Qian chuckled twice and didn't ask again.
The warehousing procedures took a whole morning.
In the afternoon, teams from Scarlet Rift began to withdraw one after another.
First it was Yao Family, then Chen Family, Sun Family, and some other individuals.
Everyone who came out looked more embarrassed than the last one.
The strength of Exotic Beast in Scarlet Rift far exceeded expectations. Ten teams entered, but less than half came out completely.
But what bothers these people the most is not Exotic Beast.
It's Lin Feng.
As soon as the teams met, the news started to connect.
"Your things have been confiscated too?"
"They took it all away and said it was confiscated by the military."
"Who is that guy surnamed Lin?"
"Martial Ancestor has four levels, but it fights as hard as Martial King."
"More than Martial King, do you know how he opened the stone door of the palace?"
"How to open it?"
"Use telekinesis, he is Psychic Master."
When these words were spoken, dozens of people were stunned.
"Psychic Master?"
"Third grade or above. I saw with my own eyes that he controlled thirty-six Flying Daggers at the same time, and each one can independently lock on the target."
"Third grade Psychic Master? Eighteen years old?"
"If you don't believe me, ask the people who survived."
News spread quickly.
That night, the information that "Northern Territory Sixth Defense Line Second Lieutenant Lin Feng is suspected of being a third-grade Psychic Master" spread through various channels.
First it was the internal communication networks of major aristocratic families, then the Martial Artist forum, and then the internal group of the Provincial Martial Arts Association.
The next morning, Zhang Qian ran into the tent in a panic.
"Second Lieutenant Lin!"
"What's wrong?"
"The news that you are Psychic Master has spread! Everyone Northern Territory knows about it!"
Lin Feng was squatting on the ground and wiping Fang of Calamity. When he heard this, he kept moving his hands.
"Where did the news come from?"
"The few surviving aristocratic teams in Rift talked about it everywhere after they came out. They said that you used telekinesis to open the seal of Ancient Ruins, and you also used thirty-six Flying Daggers to control the field at the same time. Only Psychic Master of level three or above can do this kind of operation."
Lin Feng Clean the knife and put it behind your back.
"You know it if you know it."
"But!" Zhang Qian jumped anxiously, "Psychic Master is a scarce resource in the entire dragon Capital City! Those of level three or above are even rarer! After the news spread, Provincial Martial Arts Association, major aristocratic families, and even Capital City's top military officials are all asking for news about you!"
He counted on his fingers.
"Yao Family has sent someone here, saying that he sincerely invites you to be Yao Family's guest, with an annual salary of 50 million!"
"Chen Family is also here, and the terms of the offer are even higher, with an annual salary of 80 million, plus the lifetime right to use a Spirit Mine!"
"Sun Family directly asked the daughter of the family owner to come with a betrothal gift and said she wanted to marry you!"
"The marriage was aborted because the convoy of another aristocratic family was stopped on the road."
"There is also movement over there at Capital City. Military General Staff Department sent a transfer order, which was sent directly to General Zhou Che."
Lin Feng stood up and patted the dirt on his trouser legs.
"These people are here Sixth Defense Line?"
"Here we come! There are more than a dozen cars blocked at the gate of the camp!"
Camp entrance.
Two rows of luxury armored vehicles were parked neatly, with various family emblems painted on the bodies.
There were thirty or forty people standing next to the car, wearing all kinds of clothes, but without exception, they all looked rich and wealthy.
Yao Family came with three elder-level figures, bringing a lot of "sincerity" - Elixir, Spirit Stone, weapons, and even two letters of recommendation from the martial arts Aristocratic Families Council.
Chen Family was more direct and pulled a cash transport truck over.
Sun Family is the most exaggerated. The owner's daughter Sun Yao came in person. She is twenty-two years old, Martial Ancestor third degree, and she is really beautiful.
Several parties almost started fighting at the gate of the camp.
Captain Zhao stood at the door to maintain order, his voice was hoarse from shouting.
"Get in a fucking line! Line up! This is a military camp! Not your back garden!"
Lin Feng came out of the tent and walked to the camp gate.
Everyone's eyes turned around.
"Second Lieutenant Lin!"
"Second Lieutenant Lin! Please listen to our Yao Family conditions!"
"Our Chen Family arrived first!"
"Sun Family's conditions are the most sincere!"
It's noisy and noisy, almost like a wet market.
Lin Feng stood at the gate of the camp, with his hands in his pockets, waiting for them to argue for about thirty seconds.
Then he spoke.
"Are you finished?"
The noise suddenly died down.
"Let me tell you two things."
"First, I will not accept solicitation from any aristocratic family. I am a member of the military, directly under the jurisdiction of Headquarters, and a soldier of General Zhou Che. Anyone who poaches again is equivalent to going against Headquarters."
Yao Family Elder's smiling face froze.
Representative Chen Family retracted his hand.
Sun Yao bit his lip and said nothing.
"Second."
Lin Feng scanned everyone in the circle.
"I don't deny Psychic Master. But in the future, if anyone spreads rumors outside, I will talk to him personally."
He patted Starfall Nine-Tribulation Blade on his waist.
Thirty-six Flying Daggers made a slight buzzing sound in the scabbard.
The camp entrance was quiet.
Representatives of several aristocratic families looked at each other, and no one dared to speak first.
Lin Feng turned around and walked back.
After taking two steps, the communicator rang.
The voice of Zhou Che came from the other end.
"Boy, Capital Military Staff Department just sent a joint transfer order."
"What order?"
"Let you go to Capital City."
Lin Feng paused for a moment.
"Who sent it?"
"Chief of Staff Duan Hongyuan, Martial Emperor, Dragon Kingdom is the actual highest level in the military."
Zhou Che paused for a beat.
"He wants to see you."