At the corner of the training ground, Han Qingyu stood in the back row chatting with Shen Yixiu, Wenji, and Liu Shiheng who came over later.
As soon as he exerted his strength and realized the importance of liquid source energy, Han Qingyu thought about "eating" something to replenish his energy, so he took a piece of source energy block he had just collected from Bai Ji and played with it in his hand. In fact, It's absorbing.
He is no longer as frugal as he was before. He understands that the faster his strength grows, the better, and he cannot do without eating source energy blocks.
The more you eat, the stronger you get, the stronger you get, the more you grab, the more you grab, the more you get...
Probably his current logic is this. The news about the Injustice City killer that Tu Zi conveyed was tempting him like a source bank that was not yet qualified to withdraw money due to his "young age".
When I'm strong enough, if others don't do it, I'll save up my own money to pay it to myself, and I'll also give it information...
No, sell! Selling information!
Tsk tsk, another business.
Not even a minute after He Tangtang woke up, the person over there hurriedly walked over and the first thing he said was: "So Qingzi, how strong are you actually?!"
He had actually experienced Bai Ji's strength, so the shock that Han Qingyu's knife just struck him was far more than the average person.
"It's very strong, haha."
"Can you beat Tie Niu?"
"...can't beat it."
"Ha ha ha ha."
If both sides really tried their best, they would probably be able to maintain a tie for three to five minutes now, right? Han Qingyu made an estimate in his mind.
I don’t know the specific level of Tie Niu’s source energy fusion, but I guess it must be very high.
As for her body, which has been nourished by source energy every moment for the past six years, the physique she has developed is actually second to none, and the armor on her body is also second, and the more critical point is:
Her manipulation and familiarity with source energy is routine. She is so proficient that it has become a natural habit and necessity of her body, and the methods of use are even more flexible and varied.
So, this is a... bucket of treasure.
"Tongmei... no." Han Qingyu blurted out accidentally, and quickly changed his words, fearing that Tie Niu would push him down and rub him on the ground just after he finished the show.
Raising his hand and patting He Tangtang, Han Qingyu changed the subject in time, pointed to the other end of the runway in the distance and said, "Tangtang, look over there first to relieve your anger."
"..." Considering that Han Qingyu had just avenged himself and was called Tangtang, Tangtang tolerated it and turned his head to look in the direction he pointed.
Over there, people with white erasers were carefully lifting Bai Ji out of the soil, putting him on a stretcher and carrying him away.
A human-shaped shallow pit was left on the ground.
But soon some of their men came back, kicked up the dirt, and filled the hole.
"I think it has to be filled in." Wen Jifei said with a smile: "I heard that there is an Avenue of Stars in Hollywood. If this is not filled in, the name of this runway will be changed in the future. It will be called Whiteboard Avenue."
He Tangtang felt happy and turned around and said: "Don't be like this, let him go back and have a good rest... After half a year of growth, he might be a strong contender for next year's strongest newcomer."
At the same time, on the 425 two-way selection site, there were many people standing in front of the 1777 squad's recruitment position, most of them were recruits of the regiment, and there were also some veterans and people from other regiments who happened to be on vacation at the base.
The convenience of the new team itself is that there are ten quotas for veterans of the regiment and ten quotas for the whole army. Han Qingyu used his accumulated reputation, the knife just now, and the recruitment along the way to attract a lot of people to the 1777 squad.
Lao Jian was busy there with happy worries, thinking at the same time:
I am the captain. Although I am still the captain, this situation is completely different. I am now the captain of a super team with a high probability of having two top-level combat powers, and maybe even three top-level combat powers... So Yan, are the colors different? !
Oops! You have to keep the red one, you can’t use it anymore... What is it called? !
"Blood Calabash Baby..." A low murmur from the crowd suddenly reached his ears.
This title has become popular.
Lao Jian almost spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, turned around and glared at Han Qingyu bitterly.
Mira snickered beside her.
She has been doing her duty as deputy captain to help. She had actually contacted some of her old comrades because she was preparing to be the captain, but looking at the size of the team now, it seemed that she couldn't bring them all together, which was a bit troublesome.
"By the way, where is Captain Li?" Han Qingyu asked.
Lao Jian was stunned. Hey, I'm glaring at you. Your captain is glaring at you. Don't you be afraid? You... "He, he is probably still crying over there. Go and have a look."
"good."
Han Qingyu turned around the crowd and soon saw Captain Li sitting in the corner of the wall with his head lowered.
Just as he was about to walk over, his feet suddenly stopped.
Lowering his head, Han Qingyu looked at the source energy block in his hand in confusion.
He was just absorbing it while trying to control the flow rate and operation of the source energy in various ways, including Xi Mei's vortex skills, etc., and then, something suddenly happened:
He poured the source energy back!
He poured the source energy that had been absorbed into his body back into the source energy block!
He had made several attempts like this before, but the results were that he could only absorb them and not inject them back, but now it suddenly works.
Is it because I've become stronger?
So, what am I?
Yuan Neng gas station? ! Gas tank...
"Boy, can't you make it through?" A rough voice shouted.
Commander Yang Wudong Yang of the 439th Regiment.
Somewhat unexpectedly, the person standing next to Captain Li at this moment, who was secretly shedding tears while hiding from others, turned out to be Yang Wudong, his old love rival who had always been at odds with each other.
"Ah... come on." Han Qingyu casually tried to refill the bottle in reverse to confirm that he could indeed go in and out. Then he put the source energy block in his pocket and walked over.
Captain Li raised his head and looked at Han Qingyu who was standing in front of him. His eyes were a little red and swollen, but he smiled broadly and said, "Ah... you're back?"
Han Qingyu smiled and nodded, standing at attention and saluting.
"Okay." Captain Li responded to this word, paused, and then turned his head to the side again.
Instead, Yang Wudong stepped forward and patted Han Qingyu's shoulder hard. He still seemed a little unconvinced and said, "You silly boy, do you really want to return to your broken group?!"
"Oh my God, where did 425 break?! Don't forget that you yourself also went out at 425, because Xiaonan didn't want you, so you went to 439."
Captain Li Wangqiang didn't turn his head, his voice was a little vague, and he replied leisurely, saying that after all, he couldn't live without Miss Xiaonan... She should be an aunt now.
Yang Wudong turned to look at him, then turned back without saying a word, and patted Han Qingyu's shoulder hard again. Unexpectedly, there was a hint of indistinct gratitude and touch in his eyes.
"Silly... brat, your decision makes things difficult for me. How can I argue with you Lao Li in the future? How can I refute him every time he mentions you?"
Han Qingyu looked at him and whispered: "Aunt Xiaonan?"
"Ah? Hahaha, yes, Xiaonan doesn't want him anyway." Yang Wudong paused and emphasized: "Girl, Miss Xiaonan."
"Well, so Miss Xiaonan is both..." Han Qingyu said: "Then why did our captain stay, but you, Captain Yang, left?"
"He is thick-skinned."
Yang Wudong laughed loudly, looked at Han Qingyu, and said: "Okay, okay, then you work hard. After all, I kicked you away before, remember?... You work hard, and I will listen to others later." Get up and I can boast."
Yang Wudong smiled and left first, turned around and patted Captain Li on the shoulder.
While walking, they were still talking, asking Han Qingyu to go to 439 to sneak into the house when he was free.
