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Kyoto Base City, Huashan Training Camp.

In the building dedicated to purchasing monster materials, Feng Qingmo was leisurely sipping tea.

It was already the evening of July 29th. He had arrived at the extraction point that morning and returned to the base city with the remaining trainees via a transport aircraft.

"Mr. Feng Qingmo," a woman with short, sharp hair walked over with a smile, "the supervisor would like to see you!"

"Understood." Feng Qingmo stood up, lifted his nearly two-meter-tall backpack with one hand, and followed the woman toward the supervisor's office.

A trainee emerged from the supervisor's office with a smile on his face, clearly having had a fruitful experience during this life-or-death trial. However, upon catching sight of Feng Qingmo behind the woman, he quickly nodded and laughed:

"Qingmo, you're here too?"

"Yes, I went back to wash up first, so I'm a bit late," Feng Qingmo nodded in return, "It seems Brother Zijian had a good harvest this time..."

"It was alright," Wang Zijian beamed, "but it certainly can't compare to yours..."

He glanced at the massive backpack behind Feng Qingmo, a flash of envy crossing his eyes: "You go ahead and get busy, let's talk later..."

"Sure." Feng Qingmo nodded. Among this batch of senior trainees, Wang Zijian was ranked in the top five, with a physical fitness level at the peak of Advanced War General, nearly reaching the level of an Initial War God.

After hearing from several trainees rescued by Feng Qingmo on the return flight that he was already a War God Level spirit reader, Wang Zijian had even taken the initiative to come over and befriend him.

"Mr. Feng Qingmo, please come in." After Wang Zijian left, the supervisor hurried over to greet him, "My apologies for the delay..."

"Supervisor Zhou is too kind," Feng Qingmo said as he walked into the office.

Supervisor Zhou smiled obsequiously: "I suspect that of everyone in this trial, you have had the greatest harvest, Mr. Feng..."

"That remains to be seen," Feng Qingmo smiled and set down his backpack, beginning to take out the materials: "Supervisor Zhou, please take a look first..."

"This is... the hide of an Arctic Bear King?" Supervisor Zhou's jaw dropped the moment he saw the bear hide Feng Qingmo pulled out.

The hide was spread across the floor, filling the entire open space of the spacious office as if an Arctic Bear had been flattened.

One had to realize that some monster materials took up significant space, so his office floor was exceptionally large.

"This is the bear gallbladder, the paws..." Supervisor Zhou exhaled, "Your collection is quite complete, and this bear hide is remarkably intact..."

Of course it was intact. When Feng Qingmo encountered this Arctic Bear King, it had been roaring at him. He had simply used three flying daggers controlled by his spiritual force to pierce into its mouth at dozens of times the speed of sound, then stirred its brain—well, one could say it died without any pain.

Supervisor Zhou turned and ran to his desk, retrieved a briefcase from underneath, and brought it over.

After activating the equipment, a beam of light shot from the top, scanning the bear hide and other materials on the floor.

After only a short moment, the light faded, and the instrument's display screen showed the data.

"This is an Advanced Overlord Level Arctic Bear King..." Supervisor Zhou's voice trembled slightly. As the supervisor in charge of purchasing materials at the training camp, he usually dealt with trainees and occasionally instructors, but he had never received materials from an Advanced Overlord Level monster before.

He looked up abruptly, his eyes burning as he stared at Feng Qingmo... and the backpack beside him: "Mr. Feng, are you selling the other materials here as well?"

Seeing Feng Qingmo nod, he stepped forward, opened the backpack, and carefully took out the remaining materials one by one.

"Arctic Snow Fox... Arctic Wolf... Arctic Rock-Thunder Bird..."

Although they had already been processed into materials, the fierce aura radiating from them allowed Supervisor Zhou to easily judge that they were all Overlord Level monsters, though their specific grades still required verification.

During the final few days, Feng Qingmo had first found the Arctic Bear King, but his luck had been poor afterward, and he couldn't find any other Advanced Overlord Level monsters.

He had finally managed to find an Advanced Overlord Level seal, but his flying daggers had only severely wounded it before it dove into the sea beneath the ice. Feng Qingmo wasn't arrogant enough to chase it into the ocean—after all, the seabed was home to polar marine life like white whales, and his combat effectiveness in the water was nowhere near as high as it was on land.

On his way to the extraction point, however, he had the good fortune of encountering a foraging Arctic Snow Fox.

After discovering the fox, he devised a plan: he hid a flying dagger in the snow, engaged the fox with his long sword for a moment to lure it to the spot, and then controlled the flying dagger to shoot out from beneath the snow. The SS-Grade Flying Dagger pierced its body in an instant.

That wasn't the most important part. What made Feng Qingmo happy was that the orb in his sea of consciousness had glowed slightly when he killed the Arctic Snow Fox, as if it had absorbed something, though Feng Qingmo couldn't detect anything missing from the fox.

This had also happened when he killed the Arctic Bear King. He had thought it was a hallucination at the time, but after killing the snow fox, the orb in his sea of consciousness had lost its previous dimness and appeared much brighter, with faint colors emerging within its transparency. It was clearly replenished by something.

Previously, after the orb had erupted with light once, it had doubled his genetic strength, but it had dimmed afterward, clearly having exhausted its energy.

Feng Qingmo had never known how to replenish the orb's energy; if it were as simple as killing monsters, that would be easy.

He had specifically gone to look for a herd of monsters, but the highest among them were only Advanced Beast General level. After killing a few, the orb showed no reaction, which left him somewhat frustrated.

Since it was nearly time for the assembly, he had to suppress his confusion and wait until he returned to the base city to find another opportunity to test it.

"Phew~" Supervisor Zhou exhaled, saying excitedly, "Mr. Feng, there are four sets of monster materials in total, all very complete. Two are Advanced Overlord Level, and two are Initial Overlord Level..."

"Calculate it, what price can you offer?"

"I'm sure you know that monster materials from the Arctic are usually 5-8 points higher than those of the same level elsewhere. Let me calculate..."

He pondered for a moment before speaking: "11 billion for the Arctic Bear King, 7.5 billion for the Arctic Snow Fox, 1.8 billion for the Arctic Wolf, 1.5 billion for the Rock-Thunder Bird... This is the highest price I can offer! Of course, there are also contribution points..."

Feng Qingmo compared the figures; the price was slightly lower than the HR Mall, but the contribution points were substantial. Most importantly, this amount was enough to bid for a Water of Life at the War God Palace.

He nodded: "Fine."

"Great!" Supervisor Zhou beamed, immediately returning to his desk to operate the terminal, "A total of 21.8 billion. I'll transfer it directly to your card..."

Central Building, Li Ping's office.

Li Ping looked into Feng Qingmo's eyes, his own lighting up as he scanned Feng Qingmo's face: "Qingmo, to be honest, I didn't notice it before, but now that it's paired with those eyes of yours, you seem to have become even more handsome..."

"Not as handsome as you, Brother Li..." Feng Qingmo laughed, "I happen to know that quite a few female trainees have a crush on you..."

"Stop!" Li Ping quickly raised a hand, looking somewhat nervous, "We are in the military; you can't just say things like that. Besides, I've been married for a long time..."

"Alright, I'm just joking, I only heard it through the grapevine..." Feng Qingmo felt a mix of amusement and frustration. You tell me I'm doing well, but when I say the same to you, you shut it down—where's the logic in that!