Chapter 1027 One Cannon Is Just One Base City
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Mao Zhi Sheng Xi
Chapter 1027 One shot is only one base city
"Yo? Are you back?" Zhang Mimi greeted them with a smile.
"Legion Commander!" All the soldiers responded enthusiastically to Zhang Mengyu, with worship and admiration in their eyes.
From the very beginning, they questioned whether Zhang Mengyu was capable of leading an army, and from the time they surrendered to Zhang Mengyu one by one, it only took a total of one day. Now there is only one male god in the entire army, and that is Zhang Mengyu.
"How is it, today's harvest is okay?"
"It's not enough," Liu Yiyun shook his head, "We have basically robbed the base cities of the hostile universe within a day's journey, and we have to beat up and rob, and business is not easy now. .”
"That's right," said a soldier under Liu Yiyun, "Over the past year, the surrounding universes have become more and more thieves. Maybe, run a little farther to grab it?"
"As long as you can guarantee your own safety," Zhang Mengyu said.
"Legion Commander, don't worry, we have taken tens of thousands of actions this year, and so far only a few people have been slightly injured. Even if we can't fight, we still have no problem running."
"Okay, let's go back and rest, I will show the general and other legion commanders a tour."
"Okay!"
"Hazy, what is this KPI?" Luo Ze asked curiously.
"Oh, it's the assessment index on our side," Zhang Mengyu said, "I arranged for them, every division must rob a hostile space base city for supplies, each time the amount is no less than a base city for 100 years unit’s supplies.”
"Ahem, cough, cough!" All the legion commanders were dumbfounded.
Now they finally understand why Zhang Menglong still has so much spare material to make these fancy things, they never imagined that they all rely on robbing.
No wonder they have hardly been attacked by any civilization in the past year. Now that I think about it, maybe those civilized base cities are too late to prevent fire, theft, and Zhang Mengyu. What spare time is there to trouble them?
"Commander Zhang Jun, this time we still want to see how you train your troops. We want to go to your training ground to have a look."
"Training ground? No, no, no, if you want to watch the training, I'll take you to the teaching area!"
Zhang Mengyu walked directly towards the teaching area with his hands behind his back.
The teaching area mainly consists of two areas, one is the theoretical area and the other is the practical area.
The theory area is very quiet, it is divided into rooms one by one, and there is a sign on each room.
"Nine Suns Divine Art Class."
"Nine Yin Scripture Class."
"Yi Jin Jing class."
"Burning class."
"The Great Desolation Scripture Class."
"Basic magic class."
Every room has a group of fighters in it, their training methods are different, some are meditating cross-legged, some are gesticulating, and some are floating in mid-air with lights shining on their bodies.
"Are they practicing basic techniques?" a legion leader asked. "Can I see their basic physical fitness?"
"Of course!" Zhang Meng said with a smile.
With Zhang Mengyu's permission, they immediately turned on their detection equipment.
"Comprehensive data, 1209 points!"
"1823 points!"
"1088 points!"
At a glance, no one's basic value is below 1000 points. Calculated according to their average basic value of about 70 when they joined the army, they have increased by more than ten times in just one year!
In fact, no matter how bad these people's innate conditions are, they are absolutely one-in-a-million geniuses compared to the people on Earth. When they practice these skills or inner skills, their speed is even faster than conventional skills. People want to be faster, and it is not surprising to have such progress.
"The doors of these rooms are all the names of those base techniques?"
"That's right." Zhang Mengyu nodded.
"Such a precious basic technique, are you willing to give it to those ordinary fighters?"
"It's nothing unusual," Zhang Mengyu shrugged. To him, there are countless inner skills and skills, and these can only be regarded as high-end goods, and he doesn't feel bad at all.
In the eyes of those legion leaders, these things are definitely things that can create a large organization in the universe!
"Let's go, I'll take you to the practice area on the side!"
They had just entered the building in the practice area on the side, when an extremely strong explosion sound came from one of the rooms.
It was a room made entirely of s-class metal, and only a small super-strong glass window could see the scene inside.
"Everyone is watching, I'll just show you one more demonstration, why my Tianma Meteor Fist can punch tens of thousands of punches in a second, and there are very few of you who can punch hundreds of punches, pay attention to my movements!"
In front of the room, one is the head of the group wearing a training suit and demonstrating to them. In front of them is a strengthened strength testing instrument.
The young man made a circle towards the front, only to see dense fist shadows crashing on the strength tester crazily like a meteor in an instant.
"That's a Type 100 strength tester. The maximum [-]% is a strength of [-] million points. That's a basic standard for our legion commander," said a legion leader who is more familiar with the equipment.
The score of the instrument started to soar, 20, 50, [-], and finally stopped at [-]!
The power of such a punch is enough to instantly kill the supreme commander of a base city!
"They're strong again!" The shock in the eyes of those legion commanders was hard to conceal.
"Try it!" The division commander gave up a seat.
"I'm coming!" A soldier stepped forward and also used the Pegasus Meteor Fist, but his fist was hard to compare with their division commander in terms of frequency and momentum.
"7000? A fifth-level peak life body has a strength value of more than 7000 points?"
"The basic value is around 1000, the power of this martial skill can increase their strength by 7 times!
"Are they teaching?"
"What level of martial art is this?"
"Well, it should be considered eighth or ninth level," Zhang Mengyu said, "but they don't learn very well now, and they can't fully display their power."
"Martial arts secret skills of level eight or nine" the hearts of those legion commanders were bleeding, some of them didn't have something that even the lowest fighter in Zhang Menglong's legion could learn.
"Where is that place?" Suddenly, gusts of hot air gushed out from a room next to it.
"Oh, alchemy!"
"Alchemy? Alchemy?"
"Yes," Zhang Mengyu said, "We want to cultivate immortals scientifically, and these things can help them become stronger faster."
"You also teach them alchemy?"
"Otherwise?" Zhang Mengyu asked back, "The whole legion has 10 billion people, if I practice by myself, I won't be exhausted?"
"Legion Commander, are you here?" At this time, a soldier passed by, "Would you like to see our latest weapon?"
"You still develop weapons?"
"Yeah." Zhang Mengyu nodded, "The weapons in our universe are too bad, and basically have no great attack effect on life forms over level six, so I formed a scientific research team to develop weapons by myself."
Luo Ze was stunned. The scientific research team of the entire Seventh Universe was there, and the best scientists and weapons experts in the universe were concentrated there. Could it be that the weapons they developed were as powerful as the official team of the Seventh Universe?
"What kind of weapon did you develop? How powerful is it?" Luo Ze asked quickly.
"It's not that good, it's just a base city with one shot!"
(End of this chapter)
"Yo? Are you back?" Zhang Mimi greeted them with a smile.
"Legion Commander!" All the soldiers responded enthusiastically to Zhang Mengyu, with worship and admiration in their eyes.
From the very beginning, they questioned whether Zhang Mengyu was capable of leading an army, and from the time they surrendered to Zhang Mengyu one by one, it only took a total of one day. Now there is only one male god in the entire army, and that is Zhang Mengyu.
"How is it, today's harvest is okay?"
"It's not enough," Liu Yiyun shook his head, "We have basically robbed the base cities of the hostile universe within a day's journey, and we have to beat up and rob, and business is not easy now. .”
"That's right," said a soldier under Liu Yiyun, "Over the past year, the surrounding universes have become more and more thieves. Maybe, run a little farther to grab it?"
"As long as you can guarantee your own safety," Zhang Mengyu said.
"Legion Commander, don't worry, we have taken tens of thousands of actions this year, and so far only a few people have been slightly injured. Even if we can't fight, we still have no problem running."
"Okay, let's go back and rest, I will show the general and other legion commanders a tour."
"Okay!"
"Hazy, what is this KPI?" Luo Ze asked curiously.
"Oh, it's the assessment index on our side," Zhang Mengyu said, "I arranged for them, every division must rob a hostile space base city for supplies, each time the amount is no less than a base city for 100 years unit’s supplies.”
"Ahem, cough, cough!" All the legion commanders were dumbfounded.
Now they finally understand why Zhang Menglong still has so much spare material to make these fancy things, they never imagined that they all rely on robbing.
No wonder they have hardly been attacked by any civilization in the past year. Now that I think about it, maybe those civilized base cities are too late to prevent fire, theft, and Zhang Mengyu. What spare time is there to trouble them?
"Commander Zhang Jun, this time we still want to see how you train your troops. We want to go to your training ground to have a look."
"Training ground? No, no, no, if you want to watch the training, I'll take you to the teaching area!"
Zhang Mengyu walked directly towards the teaching area with his hands behind his back.
The teaching area mainly consists of two areas, one is the theoretical area and the other is the practical area.
The theory area is very quiet, it is divided into rooms one by one, and there is a sign on each room.
"Nine Suns Divine Art Class."
"Nine Yin Scripture Class."
"Yi Jin Jing class."
"Burning class."
"The Great Desolation Scripture Class."
"Basic magic class."
Every room has a group of fighters in it, their training methods are different, some are meditating cross-legged, some are gesticulating, and some are floating in mid-air with lights shining on their bodies.
"Are they practicing basic techniques?" a legion leader asked. "Can I see their basic physical fitness?"
"Of course!" Zhang Meng said with a smile.
With Zhang Mengyu's permission, they immediately turned on their detection equipment.
"Comprehensive data, 1209 points!"
"1823 points!"
"1088 points!"
At a glance, no one's basic value is below 1000 points. Calculated according to their average basic value of about 70 when they joined the army, they have increased by more than ten times in just one year!
In fact, no matter how bad these people's innate conditions are, they are absolutely one-in-a-million geniuses compared to the people on Earth. When they practice these skills or inner skills, their speed is even faster than conventional skills. People want to be faster, and it is not surprising to have such progress.
"The doors of these rooms are all the names of those base techniques?"
"That's right." Zhang Mengyu nodded.
"Such a precious basic technique, are you willing to give it to those ordinary fighters?"
"It's nothing unusual," Zhang Mengyu shrugged. To him, there are countless inner skills and skills, and these can only be regarded as high-end goods, and he doesn't feel bad at all.
In the eyes of those legion leaders, these things are definitely things that can create a large organization in the universe!
"Let's go, I'll take you to the practice area on the side!"
They had just entered the building in the practice area on the side, when an extremely strong explosion sound came from one of the rooms.
It was a room made entirely of s-class metal, and only a small super-strong glass window could see the scene inside.
"Everyone is watching, I'll just show you one more demonstration, why my Tianma Meteor Fist can punch tens of thousands of punches in a second, and there are very few of you who can punch hundreds of punches, pay attention to my movements!"
In front of the room, one is the head of the group wearing a training suit and demonstrating to them. In front of them is a strengthened strength testing instrument.
The young man made a circle towards the front, only to see dense fist shadows crashing on the strength tester crazily like a meteor in an instant.
"That's a Type 100 strength tester. The maximum [-]% is a strength of [-] million points. That's a basic standard for our legion commander," said a legion leader who is more familiar with the equipment.
The score of the instrument started to soar, 20, 50, [-], and finally stopped at [-]!
The power of such a punch is enough to instantly kill the supreme commander of a base city!
"They're strong again!" The shock in the eyes of those legion commanders was hard to conceal.
"Try it!" The division commander gave up a seat.
"I'm coming!" A soldier stepped forward and also used the Pegasus Meteor Fist, but his fist was hard to compare with their division commander in terms of frequency and momentum.
"7000? A fifth-level peak life body has a strength value of more than 7000 points?"
"The basic value is around 1000, the power of this martial skill can increase their strength by 7 times!
"Are they teaching?"
"What level of martial art is this?"
"Well, it should be considered eighth or ninth level," Zhang Mengyu said, "but they don't learn very well now, and they can't fully display their power."
"Martial arts secret skills of level eight or nine" the hearts of those legion commanders were bleeding, some of them didn't have something that even the lowest fighter in Zhang Menglong's legion could learn.
"Where is that place?" Suddenly, gusts of hot air gushed out from a room next to it.
"Oh, alchemy!"
"Alchemy? Alchemy?"
"Yes," Zhang Mengyu said, "We want to cultivate immortals scientifically, and these things can help them become stronger faster."
"You also teach them alchemy?"
"Otherwise?" Zhang Mengyu asked back, "The whole legion has 10 billion people, if I practice by myself, I won't be exhausted?"
"Legion Commander, are you here?" At this time, a soldier passed by, "Would you like to see our latest weapon?"
"You still develop weapons?"
"Yeah." Zhang Mengyu nodded, "The weapons in our universe are too bad, and basically have no great attack effect on life forms over level six, so I formed a scientific research team to develop weapons by myself."
Luo Ze was stunned. The scientific research team of the entire Seventh Universe was there, and the best scientists and weapons experts in the universe were concentrated there. Could it be that the weapons they developed were as powerful as the official team of the Seventh Universe?
"What kind of weapon did you develop? How powerful is it?" Luo Ze asked quickly.
"It's not that good, it's just a base city with one shot!"
(End of this chapter)
