Wu Ming's Plan

"What did you say? Reach the Quasi-Martial Artist threshold in one month?!"

Wu Zhanguo's eyes widened when he heard that. "A-Ming, you're not joking?"

"Of course not. When have I ever lied to you?" Wu Ming countered. "War against monsters is no game. If I weren't confident, do you think I'd rashly transfer your men here?"

On second thought, Wu Zhanguo found that it made sense. His son had always been highly independent since childhood and had never boasted. Whenever he promised something, he had never failed to accomplish it.

The credibility Wu Ming had built up over the years made him decide to trust his son. "All right, then how do you plan to train these soldiers? You should at least give me some idea."

"Certainly." Wu Ming nodded. "Actually, my plan is simple: use a secret technique of Internal Martial Arts..."

He briefly explained the effects and accelerated training method of the Jade Lock Golden Pass Formula. Wu Zhanguo's expression turned astonished after hearing it. "There's actually such a strange secret technique in this world?"

Treating the human body like a pressure cooker for cultivation? It was simply unheard of! Just hearing about it made it sound extremely dangerous.

Dangerous as it was, if the so-called secret medicine, the Nine-Dragon Decoction, could truly eliminate the hidden dangers caused by the technique, then the physical fitness of his three thousand soldiers might really soar within a short time.

Wu Zhanguo was tempted. "It sounds pretty good. How about letting me try it first?"

"No problem." Wu Ming nodded. He had already planned to help his father cultivate the Jade Lock Golden Pass Formula, so now that Wu Zhanguo had brought it up himself, he naturally would not refuse.

As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed in front of