Supply Base No. 8

After ending his call with Zhuge Tao, Cao Bing could not hide the excitement on his face.

Although he knew that what Zhuge Tao had given him was only a reserve assessment slot, even a reserve slot was worth a fortune. If it were put up for auction, it would probably sell for over ten billion.

Of course, Cao Bing did not dare to do that! Nor was he qualified to.

It was not certain that Cao Bing would even get the chance to take the assessment. After all, those recommended by base cities to the Elite Training Camp were all recognized geniuses, and among the very best at that. How could anyone expect these geniuses to fail to fill even a few training camp slots?

Of course, there was hope, but it was slim.

However, Zhuge Tao had also promised Cao Bing something.

If Cao Bing could truly reach Beginner General combat strength before the Elite Training Camp assessment and train his movement technique to the peak of the Micro-level,

he was willing to swallow his pride once more and help Cao Bing apply for a special assessment qualification.

That made Cao Bing very happy. After all, he knew his own situation best. His movement technique was already at the peak of the Micro-level, only half a step away from the Perfect-level. It would not take long for him to break through.

As for Beginner General combat strength, that was even less of a problem. He could already easily kill Junior Beast General Level monsters. Although part of the credit belonged to his weapon, which was worth tens of millions,

there was no denying that his combat power had already surpassed that of most Beginner Generals.

Zhuge Tao had actually held back as well. Someone who had trained for less than half a year, was not yet nineteen, and possessed Beginner General combat strength—even if his movement technique had not reached the peak of the Micro-level—was enough to make him set aside his pride and recommend him.

If it succeeded, the returns he might gain in the future would far exceed this small loss of face.

After all, apart from those who died or were crippled, almost every graduate of the Elite Training Camp could become a God of War. Quite a few even became High-level Gods of War, with terrifying combat power.

And Cao Bing was Zhuge Tao's only investment target for the time being.

Luo Feng was not qualified yet. Although Luo Feng had performed quite well before, possessing talent and sufficient composure, Zhuge Tao felt that he lacked the sharp drive and momentum of youth.

Returning to reality, after Cao Bing returned to the base city, he first went home. However, he lived there alone, and the place was cold and empty. There was not much point in staying, so he did not linger. He had intended to visit Luo Feng's home, but no one was there. He had no idea where their family had gone.

After leaving home, Cao Bing bought some supplies in the Limitless Martial Arts hall and headed straight for Supply Base No. 8.

Supply Base No. 8 was built in the center of three small hills. Taking advantage of the terrain, the military had directly constructed a sturdy fortress.

Judging from its area alone, it was at least twice as large as Supply Base No. 6.

Thinking about it, that made sense. Supply Base No. 8 was connected not only to Forest No. 017 and Forest No. 021, two vast forests containing many Lord-level monsters and even King-level Monsters,

but also to three large town ruins adjacent to Supply Base No. 8.

Therefore, as a military district's forward outpost, Supply Base No. 8 occupied an extremely important strategic position. It would be the first line of defense against monster invasions.

Naturally, it was heavily armed and strongly fortified.

Of course, none of that had much to do with Cao Bing. He had come here to venture into Forest No. 017 with the Divine Arrow Squad later.

As soon as he entered Supply Base No. 8, Cao Bing clearly noticed that not only was it large, but there were also far more hunting squads here than at Supply Base No. 6.

Their strength was also formidable. At Supply Base No. 6, hunting squads were generally made up entirely of Warrior-level Fighters, with only the occasional squad containing a Warrior General level member.

But inside Supply Base No. 8, every squad he saw had a Warrior General level member, and even their weakest members were Advanced Warriors. Clearly, anyone too weak could not survive at Supply Base No. 8.

Cao Bing even spotted quite a few hunting squads composed entirely of Warrior Generals.

He even recognized two well-known squads. One had to know that making a name for oneself in the wilderness and having it spread throughout the base cities was not something ordinary people could accomplish.

There were countless wilderness squads. Without some special ability, becoming famous was basically impossible.

Yet Cao Bing had found two of them here.

One was the Mad Bull Squad. Its captain was Mad Bull Dong Biao, an independent Martial Artist unaffiliated with any faction. He possessed Peak Warrior General level strength. He had once charged alone into a herd of Blazing Bulls containing three Advanced Beast Generals, slaughtering more than three hundred bulls. Over ten of them had been Beast Generals. His ferocity was extreme, and he was likely only one step away from breaking through to the God of War level.

The other was the Instant Squad. Its captain, Zhang Xi, possessed only Intermediate Warrior General level physical strength, but he was a Mental Master. If he truly unleashed his power, his formidable mental force was no weaker than that of a High-level General. Moreover, with the strange attacks of a Mental Master, even Mad Bull Dong Biao was unwilling to provoke him lightly.

Of course, there were plenty of other famous figures as well. However, Cao Bing had only just entered the Martial Artist circle and knew too few people to recognize them all.

So many famous squads and Martial Artists... they're probably all here for that so-called fortunate encounter in Forest No. 017. Cao Bing thought to himself. There are already so many people in the base. There must be even more experts in Forest 017. I wonder who will ultimately obtain this unknown opportunity.

Before coming here, Cao Bing had been full of confidence about this unknown fortunate encounter, but now he was beginning to feel uncertain.

There were so many squads here. The Mad Bull Squad and Instant Squad alone were no weaker than the Divine Arrow Squad, perhaps even stronger.

Not to mention that Forest No. 017 was so vast that God of War level Martial Artists had surely entered it. If one of those Gods of War decided to abandon all shame and compete with Warrior Generals and Fighters like them for the opportunity, there would be nothing they could do.

Pah! Why am I thinking so much? We don't even know what this so-called opportunity is yet, and I'm already worrying about gains and losses. What if I find it first?

With that thought, Cao Bing directly drove all his negative emotions from his mind.

For something like a fortunate encounter, strength was certainly important, but luck mattered even more. No matter how strong one was, what use was it if one could not even find it?

Besides, even if I don't obtain that fortunate encounter in the end, the fighting in Forest No. 017 will still be the best training and cultivation for me. If I can fight my way through Forest 017, such a vast monster paradise, how could I possibly fail to grow?

Thinking that, Cao Bing's mood improved again.

Keep training my movement technique. Strive to break through to the Perfect-level as soon as possible!

But before that...