#25 - Warrior Base
August 4th.
Uh...
Nothing to report today, taking a day off.
Yang Wu rarely calmed down and genuinely rested for a day.
He returned to his old ways, going online to play games.
GOOGLE search TWKAN
However, in this damned world, the development of human entertainment, such as games, movies, and online novels, is still stuck in the past, like forty or fifty years ago.
What he could find online in his previous life, he basically found again. The hidden perks he couldn't find, the most crucial thing is still the same as his previous life.
No money!
Whether in his past life or now, money is absolutely essential.
...
The next day, in the training hall.
Yang Wu was fully armed, wearing a combat suit, combat backpack, alloy combat boots, communication wristwatch, and the Po Jun spear...
He shook his body, feeling no weight at all.
He closed the door and left elegantly.
Staying at home to cultivate day after day almost suffocated him. The negotiation the day before had released some of his pent-up pressure.
But it wasn't enough. His empty and lonely heart needed some more intense stimulation.
Today, Yang Wu will bid farewell to the comfortable environment and officially step into the wilderness area for training.
The entire land area of the world, except for human base cities, is collectively referred to as the wilderness area.
It is a forbidden zone for ordinary people and the place where martial artists find their purpose.
A paradise for the strong and a hell for the weak.
Yang Wu left, telling no one except Grandpa Qin at the gate.
"Yang Wu, be careful!"
"Putting aside killing monsters, the most important thing is to survive."
"Don't worry, Grandpa Qin!"
Yang Wu walked out of Bright Moon residential area, boarded an off-road vehicle that had been booked in advance and was waiting at the gate, and sped towards the train station.
Then, he transferred to a train heading to the wilderness area.
...
Several hundred miles north of Jiangnan Base City, there is a military garrison.
"Rumble--"
A train roaring from the distance slowly stopped at the military station.
Yang Wu shouldered his luggage and, along with other fully armed martial artists, entered the martial artist supply base.
Near every human base city, there is a military garrison for protection. Large base cities like Jiangnan Base City even have four major military regions stationed: east, south, west, and north.
This military garrison is one of the garrisons under the jurisdiction of the North Military Region of Jiangnan Base City.
Except for some special locations, each military region generally designates an area as a martial artist supply base.
It provides martial artists with a place to rest or a place to replenish supplies during their monster-hunting expeditions.
With rights come obligations.
Having enjoyed the convenience brought by the supply base, martial artists are required to help defend when the military encounters insurmountable dangers.
The martial artist supply base is located inside the military region. The location and environment are very good, with quiet small buildings standing there silently.
"G27!"
Under the guidance of a person in military uniform, Yang Wu arrived at the villa he was assigned, a rather exquisite small townhouse.
This small townhouse is specifically provided by the supply base for martial artists who travel alone in the wilderness, a privilege for the strong.
After all, those who dare to travel alone in the wilderness are either highly skilled and bold or reckless fools.
And martial artists who can come to the supply base are not ignorant fools. Therefore, these lone martial artists are clearly confident in their strength.
According to the number on the key, Yang Wu quickly found his room.
"I'll lie down for a while first!"
He put down his empty backpack, unfastened the Po Jun spear, and leaped backward onto the sofa, lying down completely.
The August sun can kill people.
August is the hottest time of the year. Hunting monsters in the wilderness means staying there for days or even dozens of days.
Traveling in this hot weather, even if the backpack is filled with water, it's far from enough.
Therefore, in this kind of weather, martial artists generally travel at night, which is not only cool but also saves water.
An hour later.
Yang Wu shouldered his martial artist backpack and walked out of the room, not because he couldn't lie down any longer, but because he needed to replenish some supplies for the night's journey.
And grab a bite to eat.
This supply base isn't too large. After all, the number of martial artists is still very small compared to the number of soldiers.
Small but complete.
There are canteens, shops, rest areas, special services, and everything else.
Yang Wu went to the canteen for lunch, then went to the supply store to buy some water and high-energy food, as well as a telescope and some essential maps to put in his backpack.
Although these maps are city maps from before the Great Nirvana and may be vastly different now, they are of great reference value for today's martial artists when exploring wilderness cities.
Of course, if you have money and power, you can also purchase the latest satellite maps from the HR Alliance mall.
On the way back, a sudden shout immediately caught Yang Wu's attention.
Two martial artist teams in front seemed to be arguing about something, their teammates verbally abusing each other.
By this time, many people had gathered around, but no one stepped forward to stop them. They were all watching with great interest, and judging from their expressions, they seemed to want more.
Well, another group of people who don't mind a good show. Even martial artists can't change the human nature of loving to watch a spectacle.
"Hey, brother, what are they arguing about?"
Yang Wu went over, patted the shoulder of the person next to him, and asked in a low voice.
"Um, according to them, it's like this..."
The brother in front of Yang Wu was also one of them, patiently and quietly explaining to Yang Wu.
The cause was simple, and the process was not complicated. It was just a very cliché issue of snatching prey.
One party had painstakingly set a trap and guarded it for several days, but just as they were about to succeed, someone else snatched the prey away.
The other party, however, believed that they had killed the prey and it belonged to them.
However, judging from the scene, it was probably not just a matter of snatching prey. There must have been conflicts between the two sides long ago.
"Shameless."
One of them grabbed the dual blades behind him, and with red eyes, he waved them and rushed forward.
"Beep!" "Beep!" "Beep!"
Just then, an ear-piercing siren sounded, and a twelve-person squad wearing combat uniforms quickly rushed over from not far away.
The squad leader shouted, "Put down your weapons! Fighting is prohibited within the supply base. Otherwise, our guards are authorized to kill you."
Immediately, the onlookers scattered.
Yang Wu in the crowd also shook his head repeatedly. The good show was over.
Back in room G27, Yang Wu clicked a few times on his communication watch and found a number to dial.
"Hello, Old Zhou."
"Have you delivered what I asked for yet?"
