Supply Base

Seeing the worry on Xu Xin's face, Xu Qing thought for a moment. "Sister Xin, how about I follow them and take a look?"

"I'll just tail them secretly. If they run into danger, I'll help out; if they don't, then I'll just leave it be. What do you think?"

Hearing Xu Qing put it that way, Xu Xin's heart stirred slightly. Given Xu Qing's strength, it really didn't seem like there would be any problem.

"But what if you run into danger, Xiao Qing?" she asked, a second thought making her uneasy.

"Sister Xin, I'm not going out to hunt monsters, I'm going to... tail them. That sounds a bit harsh, let's call it providing an escort. What kind of danger could there be? Besides, I'm very strong, you know," Xu Qing said.

He paused, then added, "Unless they go looking for trouble with a Lord-level monster, they definitely won't be in danger. I think they have at least that much self-awareness. Don't worry, Sister Xin, I definitely won't let myself fall into danger."

Xu Xin thought about it and felt it made sense; Xu Qing was very smart and his strength was nothing to scoff at.

"Xiao Qing, you've become much more eloquent lately," Xu Xin said, looking at him with a smile.

The old Xu Qing was either spacing out or on his way to spacing out; he rarely spoke. He was nothing like he was now, chattering away and making perfect sense.

"Maybe so. Sister Xin, I'm heading out then, and I'll see how his strength really measures up while I'm at it," Xu Qing volunteered.

Seeing that Xu Qing was quite keen on going, Xu Xin didn't stop him. "Alright, stay safe and don't get hurt, understand?"

"Don't worry, don't worry," Xu Qing waved his hand and went upstairs to change.

His gear was kept here specifically so that whenever he wanted to go out and hunt monsters, he could take the alliance's special transport directly to the train station and head out of the base city.

A short while later, Xu Qing emerged wearing his combat suit, equipped with the God-Splitting Silk, and carrying his bow and quiver on his back.

"Sister Xin, do I look handsome?" Xu Qing blinked.

"Heroic and spirited," Xu Xin nodded.

Xu Qing was not satisfied. "What 'heroic and spirited'? That's used to describe girls, you know. Just say I look handsome."

"But that's just the feeling you give me, Xiao Qing," Xu Xin laughed.

Xu Qing curled his lips, then pulled out a black face mask and covered the lower half of his face. "This way, no one will be able to recognize me."

"Hmm, that works. I can't believe you thought of that," Xu Xin gave him a thumbs-up.

"Of course I did. Alright, Sister Xin, I'm off," with that, Xu Qing strode away.

After Xu Qing's figure disappeared, Xu Xin felt as if she had forgotten something very important. "Strange, was there something I forgot to tell him?"

For a moment, Xu Xin couldn't recall it.

Half an hour later, Xu Xin suddenly remembered and slapped her forehead. "School starts in a few days. Will Xiao Qing make it back in time?"

She had remembered the school start date earlier, but when it came to Xu Qing, she had completely forgotten.

"By now, Xiao Qing must have already boarded the train out of the base. Should I call him back?" Xu Xin considered it for a long time, but decided against it; he might have already left Jiangnan Base City.

If Xu Qing didn't make it back in time for the start of school, she would just help him register.

Besides, Xu Qing was a martial artist; even if he missed the start of school, it wouldn't be a problem. He had that much privilege.

The train traveled across the desolate land. In the long carriage, there were over twenty martial artists, all of them heading out to hunt monsters.

Although Xu Qing had set off a little later than Luo Feng and his group, he still ended up on the same outbound train as them.

Among the twenty-plus martial artists, there were four squads besides Xu Qing.

Just like Luo Feng's Fire Hammer Squad, the other squads were all at the Warrior level; not a single one had a low-level War-General among them.

Among these martial artists, Xu Qing was quite conspicuous: a gray-white combat suit, a longbow as tall as a person, and a special bracer that was clearly a piece of specialized equipment.

He didn't belong to any squad, sitting alone in a corner, masked, with only a pair of large eyes visible.

Although the other martial artists were curious, none of them stepped forward to strike up a conversation.

Luo Feng's Fire Hammer Squad also noticed Xu Qing, but they didn't pay much attention, assuming he was just a lone wolf.

There were many martial artists who preferred to act alone, and most of them were quite capable, usually no lower than the War-General level.

Before long, the train stopped and the martial artists in the carriage began to disembark.

This was a military station located several hundred kilometers north of Jiangnan Base City.

A fifty-to-sixty-meter-tall iron tower stood there, and surrounding it was a martial artist supply base. Every military region designated such a special area for martial artists to resupply and rest.

The supply base consisted of quiet little buildings with an excellent environment.

Xu Qing watched as the Fire Hammer Squad walked into the supply base, registered their information, and then an officer handed a key to their captain, Gao Feng.

Then, Luo Feng and his team headed toward a three-story building.

Seeing this, Xu Qing walked in as well.

"New here? By yourself?" The officer looked at Xu Qing, his expression surprised.

Xu Qing was clearly a new face, and the fact that he was alone was quite rare.

"Yes, by myself," Xu Qing nodded.

Hearing Xu Qing's voice, the officer stroked his chin. So young.

Generally speaking, martial artists who dared to act alone were at least at the War-General level. Was someone as young as Xu Qing already a War-General?

"Register your personal information," the officer said.

After the registration was complete, the officer looked at him in astonishment. "A Primary Warrior? A Primary Warrior like you dares to come here? And all alone, without even a squad?"

"How could that be? I'm not actually a Primary Warrior; I just haven't gone to update my information. One has to maintain a bit of mystery—you never know when you might need to play the pig to eat the tiger," Xu Qing said, his words flowing out naturally.

The officer was stunned for a long moment. "I suppose that makes sense."

"Uncle, where's the key?" Xu Qing held out his hand, gesturing for him to hurry up.

The officer chuckled and fished out a key. "Here, the key to a single dormitory. The number is F2."

Taking the key, Xu Qing offered a word of thanks and walked away.

"Is what he said true or false? If it's true, could there really be a War General-level fighter so young?" Watching Xu Qing's retreating back, a look of contemplation flickered in the officer's eyes.

He could tell that Xu Qing's equipment was of a very high grade. He had seen that longbow, which stood as tall as a man, once before; it was an A-grade weapon weighing nearly three hundred kilograms.

That time, it had been a Mid-level War General-level martial artist carrying such a bow, and it was said he had used it to slay several Mid-level Beast Generals.

That was why he remembered it, and he hadn't expected to see such a bow again today on a young man.

Seeing how Xu Qing carried a bow weighing nearly three hundred kilograms without the slightest sign of effort, he felt this was far from simple.

"Interesting," he chuckled.