Patrol Squad Invitation

No, compared to firearms, Xu Feng held a much greater advantage.

Because the sound of flying blades and stones was far quieter than that of guns.

Even that sharp whistling sound as they cut through the air was no more than a bird's chirp.

Huang Sen had once followed the military out on hunts.

One gunshot, and every piece of prey within several miles would run for their lives.

Regarding this, Huang Sen felt both excited and regretful.

That was why, at only around four in the afternoon, he decided to head back.

"Let's call it a day; we really can't carry any more."

He glanced at Xu Feng and explained.

"We've pretty much cleared out all the mutant creatures nearing the Beast Soldier level within a six-mile radius to the east."

He hoisted his heavy backpack with a grin.

"This nearly 1,200 pounds of meat alone is worth over a hundred thousand just by selling it. Adding in those furs, horns, and other materials, it's at least one hundred and fifty thousand."

Xu Feng was stunned for a moment: "That much money?"

Huang Sen laughed: "That's right, starting to feel like hunting is quite profitable, aren't you?"

Xu Feng nodded and asked in confusion: "Isn't it?"

Huang Sen shook his head, sat on a nearby rock, and sighed: "First of all, ordinary people don't have your methods. When we go out hunting, we usually go in teams of five. There are people responsible for containment, people to lure the targets, as well as the main attackers and support. Aside from bows and arrows, our only means of attack are melee weapons. So, every hunt is extremely troublesome, and if you aren't careful, you'll get injured or even lose your life. When you split the earnings, getting twenty or thirty thousand each is considered pretty good. And remember, the twenty or thirty thousand I'm talking about is the result of a month's hunting, not your single day's work."

Hearing Huang Sen's words, Xu Feng realized that things were not as simple as he had imagined.

He had simply been taking advantage of his flying blades.

Huang Sen said with a mix of regret and jealousy: "Besides, for the next month, don't expect to catch anything in this forest. If we want to hunt, we have to change locations. The risk of changing locations is the accidents caused by being unfamiliar with the environment. We could even encounter powerful mutant creatures and be wiped out. If everyone had your skills, would the Trading Zone ever be short on meat?"

Xu Feng nodded in sudden realization: "That's true."

However, Huang Sen had a great mindset and didn't dwell on it for long, turning excited instead: "Let's not talk about that. If you trust me, leave these kills to me to handle."

Xu Feng waved his hand, not caring at all: "Of course I trust you, and I have to thank you for teaching me so much. It's just, can this meat be sold in the Trading Zone quickly? I'm afraid it will spoil if it sits too long."

Huang Sen chuckled: "Of course I'm not going to set up a stall in the Trading Zone; I have my own channels. After all, I am a cook."

Xu Feng immediately understood.

Buying meat was a kitchen matter, so it was no wonder Huang Sen had connections.

"Alright, let's head back."

Xu Feng shook his arms, still feeling a bit unsatisfied.

He had killed until his hands were sore, yet he still hadn't seen any ranked mutant creatures.

It was clear that these ranked mutant creatures were very wary of the Sky Moon Martial University base.

They wouldn't approach easily.

Although he hadn't been able to train in real combat, he had at least gained a lot of knowledge and techniques for surviving in the wilderness.

He was satisfied.

Afterward.

The two divided the prey into two tactical backpacks and carried them back.

Upon entering the Shanty Town.

Everyone who saw the towering backpacks on their backs let out a sigh of admiration.

Huang Sen seemed to thoroughly enjoy the gazes of worship, admiration, and envy directed at him.

Xu Feng, however, felt extremely uncomfortable.

He kept his head down and followed Huang Sen for a long time, nearly reaching the base.

A group of people intercepted the two of them on the street.

"Mr. Xu, do you have a moment to chat?"

There were four people in total, led by a blonde-haired, blue-eyed foreigner.

The remaining three were Asian: two Great Xia people, one man and one woman.

Xu Feng recognized the woman.

She was the leader of the Light Swan Society who had previously come to recruit him.

He did not recognize any of the others.

"Something up?" Xu Feng asked, surprised.

"It's not convenient to talk here. May we buy you a drink?" the Great Xia man who had approached him whispered.

Xu Feng frowned. "Sorry, I'm not available right now."

He pointed to the massive backpack on his back. "I still have to deliver these goods."

With that, he and Huang Sen continued walking forward.

The man had intended to say something more, but was stopped by the blonde youth.

The four of them then stood by the roadside, watching Xu Feng leave.

Under the burning gazes of the crowd, Xu Feng followed Huang Sen into the base's kitchen. Only after dropping off all the prey did he return alone.

As it turned out, he had barely walked out of the base when the same group intercepted him again.

"What exactly do you want?" Xu Feng looked at the four of them vigilantly.

He moved one hand slightly behind his back, and three Flying Blades slid into his palm.

"Greetings, Mr. Xu. Our Mr. Li would like to have a chat with you. Do you have time to grab a drink? It's on us."

Of the four, it was still the Great Xia man who stepped forward to speak with Xu Feng.

The blonde-haired, blue-eyed foreigner stood in the back with the other two, watching from a distance.

It seemed they were keeping their distance for fear of Xu Feng misunderstanding their intentions.

"Sorry, I really don't have the time, and I have no intention of joining any organization. Please thank your boss for his kindness on my behalf, but I'm busy, so I'll be heading off now."

Xu Feng politely declined the invitation.

He nodded at the blonde man to show his respect.

Watching Xu Feng leave, the Great Xia man shook his head slightly and turned to walk toward the blonde man.

Soon, a gloomy expression appeared on the man's face.

The processing of the beast meat was faster than Xu Feng had anticipated.

Only two days later, Huang Sen came over to deliver the money.

"It sold for 148,000 in total. Seven for you, three for me, how about that?"

As soon as Huang Sen entered the door, he said this to Xu Feng.

"How could that be?!" However, upon hearing his words, Xu Feng decisively refused. "If you hadn't brought me along, I wouldn't have been able to find even a single beast. Split it! It has to be an even split!"

But Huang Sen hesitated. "But you killed most of the beasts. To be honest, if I went out alone, I wouldn't get this much in a whole month."

Xu Feng remained firm. "I said split it, so we split it. Otherwise, I won't go out with you anymore."

"Alright, alright, alright. Thanks, old Xu." Huang Sen felt moved; it was truly great to have someone powerful to rely on.

"Beep! You have a new deposit!"

Xu Feng glanced at his communicator.

Seeing the balance return to 300,000, he immediately smiled. "Sit down. I've got nothing to do today, eat at my place."

"No, no," Huang Sen waved his hand and turned to leave. "I have things to do, I need to get to them. Oh, right, those people from the other day didn't give you any trouble, did they?"

Xu Feng shook his head. "Just more people trying to recruit me. I turned them down."

Huang Sen nodded. "That's good. Luo Feng, a martial artist from the base's Patrol Squad, came looking for me earlier. He wanted me to ask if you had any interest in joining the Patrol Squad. This is a great opportunity, old Xu!"

"That's the Patrol Squad, the one only official martial artists are qualified to join. You're impressive, Old Xu."

However, contrary to Huang Sen's expectations.

What would have been a massive stroke of luck for any ordinary person didn't bring Xu Feng the slightest bit of joy.

"Forget it. I know my own strength well enough. I don't have the ability for that, so help me turn it down."

Thinking of that blonde-haired, blue-eyed foreign martial artist, Xu Feng felt a deep sense of irritation in his heart.

He truly didn't want to get involved in these messy affairs.

He just wanted to cultivate in low profile, earn money, and live his own life well.

"Huh? You really think so?" Huang Sen asked, his face full of surprise.

"Yeah." Xu Feng nodded firmly.

"Fine then. Old Xu, you really are steady—steadier than Mount Tai!" Hearing Xu Feng's words, Huang Sen felt a genuine sense of admiration.

He asked himself, if he had Xu Feng's strength, he would have been floating on cloud nine long ago.

Yet this guy was just too steady; he wouldn't take a single risk.

Perhaps only people like this could live longer?

"Alright, I'm heading off then. Come to my place for dinner tomorrow night. I made a small profit this time, so we definitely have to celebrate properly."

Huang Sen waved his hand and left.

Xu Feng smiled and agreed, "Sure, don't be stingy then. I'm expecting a feast."

"You got it." Huang Sen patted his chest and strode away.