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Kyoto Base City, Huashan Training Camp.

In the building that specialized in buying monster materials, Feng Qingmo was leisurely sipping tea.

It was already the evening of July 29. He had reached the designated return point that morning, then boarded a passenger plane back to the Base City with the remaining trainees.

"Mr. Feng Qingmo," a capable-looking woman with short hair came over with a smile. "The supervisor would like to see you!"

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

A trainee came out of the supervisor's office with a smile on his face. He had clearly gained a lot from this life-and-death trial. But when he glanced up and saw Feng Qingmo behind the short-haired woman, he hurriedly nodded and grinned.

"Qingmo, you're here too?"

"Yeah. I went back to wash up first, so I'm a little late." Feng Qingmo nodded. "Looks like you had a good haul this time, Brother Zijian..."

"Not bad." Wang Zijian beamed. "Though I'm sure it can't compare to yours..."

He glanced at the enormous backpack behind Feng Qingmo, envy flickering in his eyes. "I'll let you get back to it. We'll talk later..."

"Sure." Feng Qingmo nodded. Wang Zijian ranked among the top five of this batch of veteran trainees. His physical fitness was at the peak of the Advanced War General level, and he was almost a Beginner War God.

On the flight back, several trainees Feng Qingmo had rescued told Wang Zijian that Feng Qingmo was already a War God-level Spiritual Master. Wang Zijian had then come over of his own accord to make his acquaintance.

"Mr. Feng, please come in." Once Wang Zijian had left, Supervisor Zhou hurried over to greet him. "Sorry to keep you waiting..."

"Please, don't mention it, Supervisor Zhou." Feng Qingmo entered his office.

Supervisor Zhou smiled ingratiatingly. "I imagine you brought back the biggest haul from this trial, Mr. Feng..."

"We'll know once you've taken a look." Feng Qingmo smiled, set down his backpack, and began taking out the materials. "Have a look first, Supervisor Zhou..."

"Is this... the hide of an Arctic Bear King?" When Supervisor Zhou saw the bearskin Feng Qingmo pulled out, his mouth fell open.

The bearskin spread across the floor, taking up the entire open space in the spacious office. It looked as if an Arctic bear had been flattened.

Some monster materials took up a lot of space, after all, so the open area in his office was exceptionally large.

"And the gallbladder, the paws..." Supervisor Zhou let out a breath. "You collected everything. This hide is in excellent condition, too..."

How could it not be intact? When Feng Qingmo had encountered the Arctic Bear King, it had been roaring at him. Three strands of telekinetic force had wrapped around the flying dagger, sending it into the bear's mouth at dozens of times the speed of sound. It had churned through its brain. One could say it had died without suffering.

Supervisor Zhou hurried back to his desk, pulled a briefcase out from underneath it, and carried it over.

Once he activated the device, a beam of light shot from its top and enveloped the bearskin and the other materials on the floor.

A short while later, the beam went out, and data appeared on the device's screen.

"This is an Advanced Lord-level Arctic Bear King..." Supervisor Zhou's voice trembled. As the training camp's supervisor in charge of buying materials, he usually bought from trainees, and occasionally from instructors, but he had never received materials from an Advanced Lord-level monster before.

He abruptly looked up, his eyes burning as they fixed on the backpack beside Feng Qingmo. "You're selling the other materials here too, Mr. Feng?"

When Feng Qingmo nodded, he stepped forward and opened the backpack, carefully taking out the other materials one by one.

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

Though they had all been turned into materials, the fierce aura emanating from them made it easy for Supervisor Zhou to tell they had come from Lord-level monsters. He would still need to identify their exact levels.

In the final few days, Feng Qingmo had first found the Arctic Bear King. But his luck had been poor over the next few days, and he couldn't find any more Advanced Lord-level monsters.

He had finally come across an Advanced Lord-level seal, but his flying dagger had only managed to grievously wound it. It had then dived into the sea beneath the ice. Feng Qingmo wasn't reckless enough to chase it underwater—after all, polar marine creatures like white whales lived beneath the sea, and he couldn't fight as well in the water as he could on land.

On his way to the return point, however, he had the good fortune to encounter an Arctic Snow Fox out hunting.

After spotting it, he came up with a plan. He hid a flying dagger in the snow, then fought the Arctic Snow Fox with his long sword for a while, luring it toward the dagger. Then he controlled the dagger to shoot up from beneath the snow, and the SS-Grade Flying Dagger pierced straight into its body.

That wasn't even the most important part. What delighted Feng Qingmo was that the Orb in his Sea of Consciousness had briefly lit up when he killed the Arctic Snow Fox, as if it had absorbed something. Yet he couldn't tell that anything was missing from the fox.

The same thing had happened once when he killed the Arctic Bear King. At the time, he had thought he'd imagined it. But after killing the fox, the Orb in his Sea of Consciousness had brightened noticeably, no longer dim as before. A hint of color now faintly shimmered within its transparency. Clearly, it had received some kind of replenishment.

The Orb had once released a burst of light, doubling his strength, but afterward it had dimmed again. It was apparent that its energy had run out.

Feng Qingmo had never known how to replenish the Orb's energy. If all he had to do was kill monsters, then it would be easy.

So he had deliberately gone looking for a monster pack. But the strongest among them had only been Advanced Beast Generals. After he killed a few, the Orb still didn't react, which left him rather frustrated.

Since it was almost time to gather, he had no choice but to set aside his questions and wait until he returned to the Base City to try again.

"Phew..." Supervisor Zhou let out a breath and said excitedly, "Mr. Feng, there are four monsters' worth of materials in total, all in excellent condition. Two are Advanced Lord-level, and two are Elementary Lord-level..."

"Work out what you can offer me."

"As you probably know, monster materials from the Arctic are worth five to eight percent more than materials of the same level under normal circumstances. Let me calculate..."

After thinking it over, he said, "110 billion for the Arctic Bear King, 75 billion for the Arctic Snow Fox, 18 billion for the Arctic Wolf, and 15 billion for the Rock Thunder Bird... That's the highest I can offer! And of course, you'll also get contribution points..."

Feng Qingmo compared the prices. They were a little lower than those at the HR Mall, but the contribution points were substantial. More importantly, the payment would be enough to buy a dose of Water of Life at the War God Palace.

He nodded. "All right."

"Great!" Supervisor Zhou beamed and went straight back to his desk to process the transaction. "That's 218 billion in total. I'll transfer it directly to your account..."

Li Ping's office, Central Building.

Li Ping looked into Feng Qingmo's eyes, his own lighting up. He studied Feng Qingmo's face for a few moments. "Qingmo, honestly, I hadn't noticed before, but with those eyes, you somehow look more handsome..."

"I'm nowhere near as handsome as you, Brother Li," Feng Qingmo said with a smile. "I happen to know quite a few female trainees have crushes on you..."

"Stop!" Li Ping hastily raised a hand, looking a little nervous. "We're with the Military. You can't go saying things like that. Besides, I've been married for ages..."

"All right, I was only joking. I'd just heard it from someone else..." Feng Qingmo was at a loss for words. You could say whatever you liked about me, but when I said something about you, that was off-limits? Where was the justice in that?!