Wu Youren stayed at the quarantine site until noon, but his experience points still hadn't stopped accumulating, and he was really starting to feel the strain.
The boy packed up his belongings, and the total size of the backpack was quite large.
The staff at the quarantine site were somewhat taken aback upon seeing this. "You're finally going out again?"
Wu Youren patted the Little Ha on his shoulder and replied with a smile, "The little guy has been cooped up for a long time, let's take him out for a walk."
"I don't believe you!" The other person nodded, and after seeing him leave, immediately picked up their communication wristwatch and made a call.
The snow, more than a foot deep, was indeed difficult to walk in.
Wu Youren walked for more than a kilometer, then took out two folded wooden boards from his backpack, unfolded them, and secured them.
These were simple skis. He broke off two tree branches, used them to propel himself up, and sped away.
He'd only been gliding for a few minutes when his watch vibrated. It was Kenpa contacting him, "Why did you sneak off again? Wait for me!"
Last time it snowed, Kenpa and Luo Xi went out with a group of others, but the harvest was mediocre. They kept an eye on him, waiting for him to leave.
"I'm avoiding trouble," Wu Youren's reason was readily available, "In this weather, killing the Weird Race won't be easy."
Kenpa was still unwilling to give up, "What are you hiding from? Why didn't you tell me?"
"The troubles of the Jin," the boy's answer left the middle-aged Knight speechless.
After gliding for a while, Wu Youren felt his skill level improving rapidly, so he turned and headed straight for the Rust Zone.
Although he was trying his best to circulate his internal energy and reduce his body weight, obvious scratches were still left on the snow.
Upon arriving at an abandoned house, some areas under the dilapidated roof were free of snow.
The boy took off his skis and put them in his backpack, then turned off his wristwatch, took it off, put it in a small metal box, and buried it in the ground.
The next moment, he took a deep breath, touched the snow with his toes, and ran away.
Of course, he still couldn't walk so lightly that he left no trace in the snow, but a shallow little pit in the snow would go unnoticed if you weren't paying attention.
Most importantly, the small circular pit does not indicate the direction of the force.
If someone else tracks them down, it will not only take a long time, but it will also be difficult to determine whether they are moving forward or backward.
He tiptoed around the area for more than four hours before finally sneaking into a house.
Those last four hours consumed a lot of his internal energy, but there was nothing he could do; traveling in snowy weather was just that inconvenient.
Then came digging holes and setting up camp. There's not much to say about that; the ground was frozen solid, and even using magic would be exhausting.
At midnight, they finally dug out a cellar. Wu Youren crawled inside, covered it with a lid, and then breathed a long sigh of relief.
Strangely, the experience points haven't stopped accumulating yet, even though they've decreased considerably.
I really have no idea what serious incident has occurred.
Meanwhile, in the New Army camp on the outskirts of Tianjing, a dozen officers were gathered in a large room.
Commander Jeff was among them, but not in the main seat, nor even next to it.
The person in the main seat was a middle-aged man with a restrained aura, whose cultivation level was imperceptible.
With his eyelids drooping, he spoke lazily, " The Earl Who Pacifies the South committed suicide in the imperial prison; the pilot program can now begin in the south."
"The king's will must be resolutely carried out. Is there anyone willing to go south to provide security for the region?"
The dozen or so officers remained silent.
The middle-aged man waited a moment, then snorted, " Li Hu, aren't you going either?"
"Reporting to the Commander," Commander Jeff stood up and spoke respectfully, "I also oversee the Bellflower Mountain."
"Furthermore, with the pilot program underway, there are still many plans to be implemented. My suggestion is that local authorities should cooperate on their own."
Another officer nodded in agreement. "I suggest we wait and see. If Tianjing gets too involved, the pilot program will lose its original purpose."
Ultimately, they wanted to incite the lower-ranking Knight to launch a bottom-up assault.
Breaking with preconceived notions is difficult, but it's something that benefits lower-ranking Knight.
If the parties involved don't want to fight for it, then it's their own foolishness, and they can't blame anyone else!
Moreover, what this person considered was indeed correct; since it is a pilot program, it is necessary to ensure its universality.
The higher-ups can attach great importance to it, but if they interfere excessively and do everything themselves, then it becomes an isolated case rather than a pilot program.
However, the middle-aged man laughed upon hearing this, "They're all cunning and sly, unwilling to leave the king's side?"
That's a really harsh statement, but it's actually true. By going to work at the grassroots level, you directly leave the center of attention of the imperial court.
Being in a good position gives one an advantage, and the organization of the New Army was entirely new.
The promotion rules of the New Army are not in the traditional order of the imperial court. The fact that they are now so popular is entirely due to the strong support of the King of Liang!
Leaving Tianjing to do manual labor at the grassroots level—what the hell is wrong with that?
A Great Knight spoke in a muffled voice.
"My lord, I'm a rough man. I'm fine with fighting and killing, but I'm afraid I won't be able to handle things well down below."
After a moment of silence, the military commander waved his hand, "Disperse. Some people still haven't done their best. I won't name names today."
Commander Jeff walked out the door, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
The officer who had spoken up for him earlier stepped forward, smiling as he patted him on the shoulder. "Haha, the commander said there was no roll call."
Jeff rolled his eyes at him. "You're from Wise Tiger, you should be calling out Karajan."
"Tch, I'm no big deal," Karajan chuckled. "How about we switch places?"
"Sigh," Jeff shook his head and quickly left.
Wu Youren held on until late at night before the experience points gradually stopped accumulating.
He simply focused on his cultivation until he could no longer hold on, and then he drifted off to sleep.
When he woke up, it was late the next night, and Little Ha was whimpering from hunger.
After the man and the bird had eaten their fill, they left the cellar. The surroundings were all white, and even in the dead of night, the visibility was still excellent.
The boy began to focus on traversing the snow, partly to practice his agility, and partly because the numerous small pits around him made it less likely for him to be spotted.
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He spent the next few days doing the same.
On the evening of the fifth day, he finally dug out the buried communication wristwatch and turned it on.
Multiple messages flooded in, three of which were from Liu Jingming.
The first point states that His Highness is indeed unwell, and Jin Garden has begun recalling the hostages who have entered various Martial Academy.
The second thing is that the protons of the Red Pine were also notified and told to prepare to return.
The officials of the Court of State Ceremonial in Jin also inquired why a certain nobleman's grandson was absent!
However, Jin Garden no longer has much of a restraining effect on Wu Youren.
The third point is that Liu Jingming happily stated that he didn't need to go back and would stay to contact Wu Zhizi!
"He's slightly unwell, so he sent everyone else back?" Wu Youren couldn't understand what kind of operation this was.
Is this some kind of mysterious, spouting nonsense, or are they plotting some kind of "Hidden Dragon Plan "?
The head guard gave him the wristwatch and told him to bury it in the vegetable garden. Now he wanted to check if Hao Wei had contacted him, but it was impossible.
Let's wait until spring... if we can hold out that long.
As he was thinking, another message popped up on his wristwatch, again from Liu Jingming.
"Why would you impersonate me out of the blue?"
"No!" Wu Youren instinctively turned off his watch. This... it locked itself while I was on?
At the same moment, inside the greenhouse, Commander Jeff patted Liu Jingming on the shoulder with a smile, chewing on a cucumber.
"You see, I've always believed that the friendship between Liang and Jin isn't just talk... These cucumbers are good, get me a few more."
However, the next moment, his expression froze slightly as he raised his hand to look at his wristwatch.
"Forget it, let's keep it and sell it for money. Let's go, now!"
After getting into the SUV, he was still muttering to himself, "Who taught this guy such counter-surveillance awareness?"
Wu Youren buried the watch again, thought for a moment, gathered some branches, dug a hole in the corner of the wall, and lit a fire.
Lighting a fire at night is considered taboo, but with everything covered in white snow, it might not be easy to spot from a distance.
Then he took the felt out of his backpack, tidied it up a bit, and set up a tiny single-person tent against the wall.
More than two hours later, a wave of oppressive force swept by, followed shortly by a few whooshing sounds.
Outside the courtyard wall, several white figures appeared, also using skis.
A figure glided to the front of the house, then suddenly stopped to the side, sending large snowflakes swirling towards the corner of the wall.
The next moment, the figure let out a soft exclamation and vanished in a flash.
Immediately following was a loud bang, and a cloud of mud and rocks erupted from the spot where the figure had just stopped.
"Hehe," a soft laugh rang out, " Little Wu, your temper has gotten much worse!"
The boy appeared on the other side of the house, glanced at the group of people who had arrived, and remarked, "That attire... is quite professional."
"Yes," Commander Jeff down and unfastened the straps on his feet.
Then he raised his hand and unfastened his white cloak, revealing the greatsword behind him.
"In snowy weather, white clothes are very convenient, whether it's for murder or other dangerous activities."
"I'm quite envious," the young man said calmly. "I miscalculated; I should have gotten one too."
"Join the New Army, and we'll have as many sets as you want," Commander Jeff dryly. "Was that explosion remotely controlled?"
"I didn't recognize him at first," the boy replied calmly, "I thought it was an enemy coming to visit."
The opponent's sweeping attack with a large swath of snowflakes could be interpreted as an attempt to demonstrate strength, but it could also be seen as malicious intent.
It's quite normal for him to make a mistake, right?
"Commander..." one of the Knight who had followed them said, indicating that he could not tolerate it.
"Shut up," Commander Jeff said casually, then asked, "Why don't you run?"
The other person turned the watch on and off again, clearly realizing something, and it would take him some time to get there.
"Run away?" Wu Youren asked calmly, "You are the commander of the New Army!"
Jeff shook his head. "Why did you come here?"
He had assumed the other side would be hiding in the wasteland. Although the Rust Zone was relatively safe, supplies were a major problem.
Instead of answering, the boy asked, "Sir, have you repaid the debt you owe Hong Da?"
Jeff got annoyed. "What's it to you?"
"Oh, I see," the boy nodded slightly upon hearing this, and said nothing more.
However, his attitude was already very clear: Where I go is none of your business.
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