I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

Shen Tian retrieved the [Floating Pagoda], and the sound of the thirty-six flying blades returning to their sheaths was crisp and melodious.

The three thousand fully armed elite soldiers of the Po Jun Division were like a group of puppets frozen in place.

They remained in firing stances, their eyes wide and fixed on the back of the boy standing amidst the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

That's... a mentalist?

It looks like it's of a fairly high grade!

Although everyone knows that their commander-in-chief is a monster.

Although everyone knows that he has previously demonstrated his ability to control objects.

But it's still far from that strong.

But what was that just now?

A meat grinder array composed of thirty-six flying blades!

An absolute death zone within a radius of two kilometers!

Even a fool would know that someone who can perform such micro-management and coverage is definitely not a first or second-grade mentalist.

"My goodness..."

Reggae swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

He looked down at the heavy tower shield in his hand, then at the shredded corpses of the alien beasts in the distance.

Suddenly I feel like a fool.

He used to worry that the general would charge too fast and that he, as the meat shield, wouldn't be able to keep up and protect him.

Now it seems...?

Protect my ass!

That person can clear out all the monsters by themselves, and I can't even pick up the corpses while following behind!

"team leader."

Afei nudged Lin Qingyi beside him, his eyes glazed over.

"If I remember correctly, aren't psychic cultivators... even rarer than giant pandas?"

"It seems like only that old man from the Heavenly Crafts Bureau is a second-rank official in Jiangcheng, right?"

Lin Qingyi took a deep breath, trying her best to keep her expression from looking too out of sorts.

Her fingers, gripping the knife handle, were somewhat white.

You're right.

"The reason why spiritual masters are so revered is not only because they are rare, but also because they are difficult to train."

"This requires not only talent, but also persistent, day-to-day effort."

At this point, Lin Qingyi looked at Shen Tian's back, her eyes becoming extremely complicated.

"But……"

"How old is he?"

"You're not even eighteen yet!"

These words struck everyone like a heavy hammer blow.

Martial arts experts under the age of eighteen are rare, but not unheard of.

After all, some powerful families can produce a few geniuses by simply piling on resources.

But if one is under eighteen years old and simultaneously cultivates mental power, can one still reach the third rank?

This is simply rubbing everyone's common sense into the ground!

Chi Xiao, sitting on the roof of the car, no longer had that lazy look.

As a greedy wolf, and as a half-step sixth-level powerhouse.

His knowledge far surpasses that of a junior like Lin Qingyi.

He knew very well how abnormal the cultivation of mental power was.

Ordinary mentalists, even if they want to improve their mental power by the slightest bit, need to use top-level visualization techniques, sit in a quiet room for months, and endure a level of boredom that is unimaginable to ordinary people.

But what about Shen Tian?

What has this kid been doing these past few days?

Murder, ransacking homes, showing off, making threats.

Aside from sleeping, all he does is chop people up.

I've never seen him cultivate his mental power for even a minute!

The result was a third-grade item right off the bat?

Moreover, judging from that level of control and that fluid, skillful operation, he is even more proficient than those old guys who have practiced for decades!

"Could it be...?"

Chi Xiao touched the stubble on his chin, his expression somewhat broken.

"Is this really something you're born with?"

"Are some people born with God constantly feeding them?"

"No, this isn't feeding you, it's shoving the whole table into your mouth!"

Chi Xiao sighed helplessly.

He felt that all his decades of self-cultivation had been wasted on dogs.

If those old fogies in the Tian Shu Bureau who treat mental power as their lifeblood were to see this scene, they would probably be so angry that they would have a stroke on the spot.

"Brother Chi, you've got some cigarette ash on your crotch."

Just then, a mocking voice came from behind.

Chi Xiao was startled and hurriedly patted his pants, which only made the small burn hole even bigger.

He looked up and saw Shen Tian walking back calmly.

His relaxed and carefree demeanor made it impossible to tell that he had just slaughtered a small horde of beasts.

"You little brat..."

Chi Xiao pointed at Shen Tian, ​​and finally could only manage to utter one sentence:

"What a monster."

Shen Tian smiled but offered no explanation.

"Why are they all like wooden blocks?"

Shen Tian glanced around at the stunned soldiers and raised an eyebrow.

"What are you all standing there for?"

"Just do what you're supposed to do."

As Shen Tian spoke, the frozen atmosphere finally began to move.

The group exchanged glances, their shock slowly fading, replaced by a kind of... almost numb acceptance.

Yes.

What's so surprising?

This is Shen Tian.

This is the freak who dared to single-handedly take on two powerful fifth-tier fighters, dared to ransack the Li family in full view of everyone, and dared to lead a few thousand people to plant the battle flag on the face of the occupied territory.

What is illogical about what happened to him?

Even if Shen Tian suddenly said that he could actually ascend, these people would probably nod and say, "General, you're awesome."

Once this logical loop is formed, it is virtually unsolvable.

"Yes, yes, the General is right!"

Ah Fei was the first to react. Although his legs were still a little weak, he had already started shouting.

"Don't just stand there!"

"This is occupied territory, not a place to watch a show!"

"Hurry up and get to work!"

The three thousand warriors sprang into action instantly.

"General, those corpses..."

Lin Qingyi stepped forward and pointed to the mountain of strange beast remains piled up in the distance.

"Should we call a support vehicle to haul it away?"

"These are all good materials, especially several Tier 3 Flame Lions; their fur and crystal cores are quite valuable."

Shen Tian waved his hand.

"Cut off the valuable parts and take them with you."

"As for the rest..."

Shen Tian pointed to the food scattered on the ground.

"Use local materials."

"Set up the pot and cook!"

Lin Qingyi was stunned for a moment.

In occupied territory... cooking a meal?

This is a hundred kilometers deep!

Terrifying beasts could appear at any moment.

Even the most elite hunter teams used to only be able to eat a few bites of dry rations here, and they had to be careful when drinking water.

So, their own commander-in-chief wants to have a picnic here?

But seeing Shen Tian's matter-of-fact attitude, Lin Qingyi swallowed back the words of advice that were on the tip of her tongue.

Why should I advise you?

They cleared out a 2,000-meter radius area in just a few minutes.

This is the confidence that comes with strength!

In this cleared-out vacuum zone, as long as those three fifth-tier beast kings don't come out, Shen Tian is the king here!

"yes!"

soon.

This abandoned stadium, which had been silent for a century, suddenly took on a new look.

Instead, a smoky, meaty aroma rose up.

Dozens of large cooking pots were lined up in a row.

Inside, thick, white broth simmered, with large chunks of exotic beast meat bobbing up and down.

"Sizzle—"

Reggae found an iron plate from somewhere, placed it over the fire, and threw the chopped lion meat onto it.

The oil bursts open instantly, releasing a wonderful aroma.

"Come on, sprinkle some cumin on it!"

"Ah Fei, take out that bottle of chili powder you were hiding!"

"Don't be so stingy! This is third-tier lion meat; a plate of it would cost 100,000 yuan in a restaurant!"

The soldiers sat around the fire, eating meat heartily and talking and laughing loudly.

It has to be said that the exotic beasts in the wilderness taste better than those in the Po Jun Si's canteen.

In the darkness of the distance, one could occasionally hear the low growls of terrified beasts.

But none of them dared to approach.

The aroma of meat wafting in the air is more than just a temptation for them.

Chi Xiao held a golden-brown roasted lion's leg in his hand and took a big bite.

His mouth was dripping with oil.

"It smells so damn good."

Chi Xiao mumbled incoherently.

He looked at Shen Tian, ​​who was sitting in the main seat, slowly sipping his meat soup.

The firelight cast flickering light on the boy's face.

"Eat your fill."

Shen Tian put down the soup bowl and wiped his mouth.

His gaze pierced through the flickering flames, looking into the deep, impenetrable darkness beyond the ruins.

The atmosphere there was even more oppressive and terrifying than here.

It is also the lair of those three true overlords.

"Only when you're full can you have the energy to work."