Chapter 318: A path opened by dirty jokes
Two days later, in the countryside of eastern France, inside the former Death Miasma exclusion zone.
The danger in the Death Miasma Zone was a thing of the past, but the troops stationed there had increased from a total of 3,500 to 12,000, including a considerable number of combat engineers.
Three rounds of negotiations on cooperation within the World Anti-Dark Tide Convention Alliance had already taken place. What was certain was that, in the spirit of the alliance, France was willing to offer its allies a certain number of training slots. Exactly how many was still being negotiated.
The training zone project was extremely important.
No country felt confident about what lay ahead. Beyond equipment and infrastructure, improving the quality of their combat personnel was naturally a top priority in strengthening military preparedness.
An incident like the one that had occurred in Huaguo's capital had indeed put a large number of soldiers through their paces, but that was all. Opportunities like that were both rare and dangerous.
Ordinary mutation incidents were mostly handled through coordination between agents, police units, and the military. Most were more bark than bite, improving response capabilities at best.
This time, things were different in France.
The Sage of Dawn had personally confirmed it, so it was naturally no ordinary place. Not only was this where the otherworldly Ancient Demon Jilian had been sealed in ages past, but a vast number of mutated monsters had also been exterminated here in the battle two days earlier.
Even now, the French had not finished clearing away the remaining corpses. Every research institute under the Super-Research Department was celebrating as though it were harvest season. Materials they had once used with painstaking care could now be consumed with abandon.
Of course,