After leaving the Mission Hall, Chen Yan didn't set off right away. Instead, he led Bai Lingshuang toward the equipment supply area on the other side of the base.
It was far quieter than the hall. Rows of shelves displayed all kinds of standard-issue equipment and supplies, their metal casings reflecting the cold light overhead.
Chen Yan glanced over the selection and casually took down two tactical communicators and a few high-intensity signal flares, as if he were grabbing a bottle of water from a convenience store.
"That's all?" Bai Lingshuang asked, surprised as she eyed the few items in his hands.
Normally, anyone entering a hell-level region would at least stock up on recovery potions, antidotes, protective Talismans, and perhaps even formation disks.
Chen Yan nodded, his expression unchanged.
"That's enough."
In truth, these were all for Bai Lingshuang.
Chen Yan himself had no need for outside tools to stay in contact or call for help. The main point of this equipment was simply to give Bai Lingshuang some peace of mind.
He offered no further explanation and went straight to pay.
Though the rewards for submitting the Five Aggregates Fist and the Qi Guiding Technique hadn't yet been credited to his account, his existing credit balance was already substantial.
Credits were worth as much as military merit. Besides, this was Imperial Martial territory, where credits and military merit were interchangeable. He had more than enough to cover the expense.
Bai Lingshuang watched him quietly for a few seconds. In the end, she didn't ask anything else and silently followed him toward the base exit.
After passing through several heavily guarded checkpoints, the two soon reached the outskirts of the base.
Blood-red moonlight poured down, staining the scorched earth a dark red.
In the distance, mountain ranges rose and