afternoon.
Snowflakes are still falling.
Cheng Han finally saw the Black Mountain Camp, the headquarters of the Black Armored Army.
In a snow-capped valley, I saw a blue lake dotted exactly in the center of the valley, like a gorgeous sapphire.
In the middle of the lake, a large black castle can be seen, standing majestically above the water, like a silent black giant.
White, blue, and black constitute the main colors of this scene.
This situation and scene can be called picturesque.
Mu Zhenghao, the deputy captain of the Second Regiment, introduced with a smile: "The valley is called 'White Valley', the lake is called 'Blue Lake', and the castle is called 'Black Castle'. Aren't the names very easy to remember?"
Cheng Han nodded lightly: "Very appropriate."
These names are indeed straightforward.
Mu Zhenghao turned his head and stared at the castle, his tone full of emotion: "I have stayed in the 'Black Castle' for more than thirty years, and I still have four years of remaining service."
According to the system, after a soldier has served for a certain period of time and before his strength begins to decline, he will be retired from the Black Armored Army and assigned to various departments under the Council.
Cheng Han couldn't help but think of a sentence from his previous life - a camp made of iron and soldiers made of flowing water.
Mu Zhenghao waved his hand and said without much emotion, "Let's go! I'll take you to see the military leader first."
The deputy captain took the lead and strode to the lake. He suddenly stopped and tilted his head slightly to glance at Cheng Han, his heart full of anticipation.
According to past experience, newcomers will definitely ask in surprise: Why is there no bridge in the Blue Lake?
Then the leader can perform a performance that will make the newcomers stunned.
Over the two hundred years since the Black Mountain Camp was established, this kind of drama has been staged countless times, but it still makes people enjoy it, and many people even compete to guide the newcomers.
However.
The facts disappointed Mu Zhenghao.
Cheng Han didn't ask at all, he walked straight ahead, walked around the lake for more than ten meters, stepped onto the lake without hesitation, and walked quickly towards the Black Castle.
Isn't it just an illusion? How can such a little trick be hidden from my eyes?
Mu Zhenghao was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but ask: "How do you know there is a stone bridge covered by illusion here?"
Cheng Han didn't look back and said with a smile: "Intuition!"
Anyway, I am a genius, and genius’ intuition is so unreasonable.
Don’t understand?
I don't care whether you understand or not.
Mu Zhenghao sighed: "Awesome!"
Why is it so difficult to see this kid make a fool of himself?
*
Enter the Black Keep.
Cheng Han immediately discovered that although the castle was close to the water, it did not feel dark and damp at all. Instead, it was dry and clean, and the air was full of freshness.
no doubt.
This is naturally due to the mysterious method.
The decoration style in the castle seems simple, but in fact it is far from simple.
To give a random example, for every floor within sight, there is no slight color difference between any two pieces, and there is no trace of wear on the surface.
This is incredible.
The Black Castle has a history of two hundred years. Thousands of people come and go every day. These pairs of boots are constantly rubbing against the floor. How can there be no signs of wear and tear?
It is not difficult to understand that behind the simplicity, there is actually meticulous maintenance beyond ordinary people's imagination, which means a huge investment of manpower, material resources, and financial resources.
In a word, low-key reveals luxury.
ten minutes later.
The two entered a living room on the upper floor of the castle.
Opposite the living room are two thick doors. A fine bronze plaque hangs on the wall next to it, with the words "Military Lord Affairs Pavilion" engraved on it.
Two attendants in white clothes, one on the left and one on the right, stood beside the gate, their postures as tall as pine trees.
The so-called "military master" means "the master of an army".
There are many comfortable chairs on both sides of the living room, and many people are sitting there, including employees and soldiers, all waiting quietly for the military leader's reception.
at this time.
Cheng Han and Mu Zhenghao walked in together, which naturally attracted a lot of people's attention.
An attendant in white glanced at the faces of the two men and immediately greeted: "Captain Mu, Mr. Cheng? The military leader is waiting for you two, please come in!"
Simply passing other people is clearly queue-jumping.
When a group of waiting people saw this, there was a slight commotion.
There were low murmurs of discussion.
"Who is Mr. Cheng?"
"He actually asked the military leader to spare some time."
the other side.
The two attendants worked together to push open the door.
"Squeak!"
What you can see upon entering is a huge palace-like office with an area of no less than two hundred square meters.
Cheng Han walked into the door without hesitation, and he could hear whispers coming from behind him.
"By the way, the talented newcomer who killed Qibi seems to be named Cheng."
"He looks so young. I'm afraid that in a few years, there will be another big shot in the Black Mountain Camp."
"In the past, there were many geniuses who died in the Middle Way. Let's wait and see whether Cheng Han is a real genius."
Cheng Han listened to various sounds and shook his head imperceptibly.
The Black Mountain Camp looks aloof, but in fact it is also a place of right and wrong.
*
soon.
Cheng Han met a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance - Gong Zhenghuan, the military leader of this generation.
Gong Zhenghuan first praised: "He is indeed a young hero."
The military leader then said something surprising: "Cheng Han, are you interested in being my 'guard'?"
To put it simply, the guards are the valet of the military master, and the captains of the five major regiments also have to treat each other with a smile, and there are not many opportunities to perform various field tasks.
Mu Zhenghao's expression immediately changed.
Guards are usually openly selected from soldiers who have served for more than five years. To actually want newcomers to be guards, is this too eager to poach someone?
Cheng Han looked strange when he heard this.
He thought for a while and firmly refused: "My parents died in strange incidents. I have witnessed many tragedies in the inspection office. I hope to visit every corner of Tai'an Xiaoling Realm and do my best to kill the strange things."
In the eyes of others, a guard not only has a high status, but also does not have to participate in combat missions, and the risk of death is greatly reduced. It is definitely a coveted position.
But he was not interested at all. If he didn't face all kinds of strange and strange believers, the omniscient eye would have no use, how could he quickly improve his strength?
Mu Zhenghao breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
The deputy captain read Cheng Han's file and knew that the genius boy had some idealism.
Although this seems a bit naive, it seems that this naivety is not a bad thing, at least it can leave a genius for the second battle group.
Gong Zhenghuan looked regretful, but did not force it: "Okay, I look forward to you making contributions to the Black Armored Army."
What follows is a formulaic process.
first.
An attendant unfolded a document and read out: "The military commander has issued an order to appoint Cheng Han as a third-level soldier."
The ranks of the Black Armored Army are divided into eight levels, namely:
First-level, second-level, and third-level soldiers, team commanders, senior team commanders, deputy captains, principal captains, and the highest military commander.
Mu Zhenghao was surprised.
Under normal circumstances, newcomers are all first-level warriors. They can be promoted to second-level warriors within five years if their performance is normal, and it takes ten years to become third-level warriors.
A newcomer was directly awarded a third-level warrior, which was something he had never heard of.
Cheng Han took the appointment letter with a calm expression.
And a small item - a third-level warrior badge.
Secondly.
Another attendant opened a thicker document and read aloud: "Third-level soldier Cheng Han, the monthly salary is set at twelve gold coins/month..."
This salary is equivalent to the income of an ordinary person for five years, which is definitely a super high income.
This person read a long list and gave a general introduction to the treatment situation.
Salary is only part of it, it also includes many benefits,
In short, the better the performance and the more meritorious service, the better the treatment.
at last.
It’s time for the awarding ceremony.
Under the watchful eyes of a group of people, two attendants pushed over a small cart with a brand new set of armor placed on it.
This is a set of standard armor of the Black Armored Army. It is made of "black molten iron" and is three times stronger than ordinary steel.
Only by wearing "black armor" can one be regarded as a true black armor soldier in the eyes of the world.
The two attendants worked together to help Cheng Han put on the black armor.
Gong Zhenghuan personally picked up the helmet and said with a smile: "Cheng Han, let me put it on for you."
Cheng Han quickly said: "Excuse me!"
The crowd of onlookers around them all had strange expressions on their faces.
As everyone knows, it has been seventeen years since the Palace Commander took the position of Commander, and this is the second time he has personally put a helmet on a newcomer.
The first time is to meet the first newcomer, which has a greater symbolic significance.
"Click!"
Accompanied by a soft sound.
Gong Zhenghuan buckled his helmet buckle, patted Cheng Han's shoulder again, and said seriously: "I'm very optimistic about you!"
Cheng Han humbled himself: "You are so complimentary."
Mu Zhenghao smacked his lips.
The deputy captain remembered that this should be the first time a military leader said such words to a newcomer.
It can be expected that within half a day at most, this sentence "I am very optimistic about you" will spread throughout the Black Mountain Camp.
And this is both praise and pressure.
Mu Zhenghao muttered secretly: "Boy, from today on, everyone will treat you with the highest standards. I hope you can withstand the pressure."
An attendant shouted at the right time: "The ceremony is over!"
This sentence announced the end of the armor conferment ceremony.
Mu Zhenghao said heartily: "The first test is coming."
Another attendant took a step forward and said with a smile: "Sergeant Cheng, there is a tradition in the Black Mountain Camp. Every new soldier puts on the armor for the first time and needs to perform in public."
The man pointed to the Blue Lake outside the glass window and continued: "The specific method is to cross the Blue Lake wearing the armor and reach the other side. You are not allowed to use anything other than the armor, and you are not allowed to use the magpie style."
All eyes were fixed on Cheng Han.
There is expectation in it.
There is also scrutiny.
In the past, most newcomers would carry more than 30 kilograms of armor and run tens of meters across the water before falling underwater.
For the rest of the journey, they could only hold their breath and walk from the bottom of the lake to the other side and emerge from the water.
this moment.
Everyone unconsciously raised their expectations for this talented newcomer.
As a genius, if he were like other newcomers, wouldn't he be worthy of the title of genius?
Cheng Han nodded calmly: "I'm ready."
*
five minutes later.
Two attendants led the way.
Cheng Han walked onto a balcony without railings, or in other words, a jumping platform.
This is a dedicated place for newcomers to show off.
behind.
Gong Zhenghuan came to eat melon in person.
There were no less than 500 onlookers, and it was completely dark.
Cheng Han looked calm and took out the six short spears from the back of the armor.
An attendant reminded: "Sergeant Cheng, the short spear is part of the armor and cannot be left here."
Cheng Han nodded: "I know."
There were very low murmurs in the crowd.
"Want to take off the short spear to lighten the load? It's too boring to be clever like this."
"Yes, I was only a first-level warrior back then, and I didn't use such methods."
One second later.
Cheng Han narrowed his eyes and suddenly started to move.
He held the short spear and threw the six short spears one by one at an extremely fast speed.
"Woo~"
"Woo~"
Every time a spear is released, the whistling sound is different.
Some are sharp;
Some are slightly dull;
Surprisingly, their flying speeds are actually very different.
Some are fast;
Some are slow;
Some fly fast at first, and then their speed drops rapidly.
There are also short spears that are slow at first and then fast, which is simply counterintuitive.
After a moment.
Cheng Han gave a soft drink and jumped up high.
Hundreds of onlookers saw a set of superb skills.
I saw Cheng Han volleying fifteen meters away, and stepped on a short spear that was flying the slowest with his right boot.
"boom!"
There was a muffled sound.
Cheng Han took advantage of this and jumped up next time.
The short spear seemed to contain a counter-shock force, and with the help of this force, he jumped higher and further.
This is exactly what is hidden in strength.
Not only that.
The short spear was still caught in the boot, and was gently thrown up again, then inserted back into the back slot of the armor with a click.
This is the first skill of the Nine Elements Combat Technique - Stealing Horses and Hiding Strength.
The two attendants standing on the platform suddenly opened their mouths.
The two of them had seen many newcomers perform, but this was the first time they saw such skills.
Next.
Cheng Han jumped into the air five times in a row, hitting a short spear each time.
This is really a very incredible thing.
Because the short spear was shot out first, and then the person jumped out.
Anyone can see that forming a series of perfect relay jumps requires powerful computing power and extremely precise control.
If there is a slight mistake in any part, the performance will fail and the person will fall into the Blue Lagoon.
"boom!"
With a final muffled sound.
Cheng Han happened to cross the 300-meter-wide lake, quickly fell downwards, did a few somersaults in the air, and landed firmly on the ground.
Subsequently.
The sixth short spear fell from the sky.
Cheng Han remained motionless.
After half a breath.
"Click!"
The short spear fell into the armor slot.
This is obviously a fancy show off.
It also perfectly meets the requirements - when people pass, armor and weapons must also pass.
Inside the castle on the other side.
The scene was quiet for a moment.
This amazing set of skills shocked everyone speechless.
"Pah! Pah!"
Gong Zhenghuan clapped his hands vigorously and praised without hesitation: "Today is really an eye-opener! It's so exciting!"
The subtext is not difficult to hear - I am a military leader, and I also find this set of skills difficult.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
Applause broke out.
Even the military leader applauded, who dared not to applaud?
There were cheers in between.
"sharp!"
"Well-deserved!"
At this moment.
Even those who are not interested in genius have to admit that this is a genius-level performance.
deny?
Then go try it!
(End of chapter)
