Supply Base No. 8

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

Although he knew Zhuge Tao had only given him a reserve assessment slot, even a reserve slot was priceless. If it were put up for auction, it would probably sell for more than ten billion.

Of course, Cao Bing did not dare—and he was not qualified—to do that.

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

There was hope, of course, but not much.

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 bring 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 had already reached the peak of the Micro-level, only half a step away from a Perfect-level movement technique. It would not take long for him to cross that threshold.

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

Still, there was no denying that his combat power surpassed that of most Beginner Generals.

Zhuge Tao had actually held something back as well. A Martial Artist 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 Realm—was worth swallowing his pride to recommend.

If it succeeded, the returns he might receive in the future would far outweigh this little bit of lost face.

After all, among those who entered the Elite Training Camp, aside from the dead and crippled, very few failed to become Gods of War after graduation. Quite a few even became High-level Gods of War, with terrifying combat strength.

And Cao Bing was currently Zhuge Tao's only investment target.

Luo Feng was not qualified yet. Although Luo Feng had performed well before, possessed talent, and was steady enough, Zhuge Tao felt that he lacked the sharp, driving vigor of youth.

Back to reality, after returning to the Base City, Cao Bing first went home. But he lived there alone, and the place was cold and empty. There was not much point in staying, so he did not remain long. He had intended to visit Luo Feng's home, only to find that 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 had been built in the center of three small mountains. Taking advantage of the terrain, the military had directly constructed a sturdy fortress there.

Judging by its area alone, it was at least more than twice the size of Supply Base No. 6.

But that made sense. Supply Base No. 8 was connected not only to Forest No. 017 and Forest No. 021, two large forests containing many Lord-level monsters, but even King-level Monsters that lived within them.

There were also three large ruined towns adjacent to Supply Base No. 8.

Thus, as the military district's forward outpost, Supply Base No. 8 occupied an extremely important position. It would serve as 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 on.

Upon entering Supply Base No. 8, Cao Bing clearly noticed that not only was it larger, but there were also far more hunting squads here than at Supply Base No. 6.

And they were strong. At Supply Base No. 6, hunting squads were generally composed entirely of Warrior-level Fighters, with only a scattered few teams containing Warrior General-level members.

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

Cao Bing also saw quite a few hunting squads made up entirely of Warrior Generals.

He even spotted two famous squads. One had to know that earning a reputation in the wilderness and having it spread throughout the Base City was not something ordinary people could accomplish.

There were countless wilderness squads. Without some special ability, making a name for oneself was basically impossible.

Yet Cao Bing had found two of them here.

One was the "Mad Bull Squad." Its captain, "Mad Bull" Dong Biao, was an independent Martial Artist who had joined no faction. He possessed Peak Warrior General level strength. He had once charged alone into a herd of Blazing Bulls containing three Advanced Beast Generals and slaughtered all three hundred-plus beasts. More than ten of them had been Beast Generals. He was ferocious beyond measure, 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 Psychic Force was no weaker than that of a High-level General. And with the bizarre attacks of a Mental Master, even "Mad Bull" Dong Biao was unwilling to provoke him lightly.

Naturally, there were many other well-known figures as well, but Cao Bing had only just entered Martial Artist circles and knew too few people to recognize them all.

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

Before coming here, Cao Bing had been full of confidence regarding this unknown opportunity. But now, he was starting to feel uneasy.

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 would certainly have entered it. If some God of War shamelessly decided to 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 those negative emotions from his mind.

For something like a fortuitous encounter, strength was important, but luck mattered even more. No matter how powerful someone was, what use was it if they could not even find it?

Besides, even if I don't get that opportunity in the end, fighting in Forest No. 017 will be the best training and cultivation for me. How could I fail to grow after fighting my way through a monster paradise as vast as Forest 017?

Thinking that way, 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...