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

Chapter 28 The Rules of the Martial World: The Gift of Handing Over a Knife!

One-Eyed ran off to deal with the Wind Demon Wolf's corpse.

As a seasoned wilderness hunter, he could do skinning and dismembering animals with his eyes closed.

Shen Tian leaned against a broken concrete wall, breathing in the rusty air.

The stinging sensation in my head subsided slightly.

But he remained vigilant.

The bare hilt of the knife in his hand was turned white from gripping it so tightly.

Until, a shadow fell over him.

Shen Tian raised his head.

Lin Qingyi stood in front of him.

Backlit, her expression was obscured; all that could be seen was her tall, straight figure and her ponytail swaying in the wind.

"then."

A cold, clear voice fell.

A dark shadow streaked through the air.

Shen Tian instinctively raised his hand and grabbed.

It feels heavy and icy cold to the touch.

It is a knife.

A sheathed sword.

It was entirely black, with intricate dark patterns engraved on the scabbard, and two small gold characters faintly visible—Po Jun.

Shen Tian was stunned for a moment.

He tried to pull out a section.

Clang!

A clear, resonant sound of a blade rang out instantly.

A cold glint appeared.

Nice knife!

It was many times better than his boning knife, which he used to slaughter pigs and sheep.

"This is?"

Shen Tian looked at Lin Qingyi with a puzzled expression.

Lin Qingyi didn't explain, she just glanced at him indifferently, turned around and walked to the side, and began to wipe the bloodstains from her hands.

"Hey kid, stop staring like an idiot."

Afei came closer, staring enviously at the knife in Shen Tian's hand.

"This is the captain's spare battle knife, the Black Gold series, specially made by the Third Military Factory. One of these can be exchanged for a house in the city center on the black market."

Shen Tian's hand trembled, and he almost dropped it.

A house?

Such a valuable thing, you just give it away like that?

"What does this mean?"

Shen Tian sheathed his knife, his expression wary.

There is no free lunch.

Especially in wilderness areas.

"This is called the knife-handling ceremony."

Afei put away his playful grin, pointed to the knife in Shen Tian's hand, and then to the Po Jun badge on Lin Qingyi's back.

"In the Po Jun Division, only those at the captain level are qualified to draw their swords."

"Accepting the sword means that the Po Jun Si has opened its doors to you."

"Kid, congratulations."

"The captain has taken a liking to you and wants to recruit you."

Shen Tian looked down at the black and gold battle sword in his hand.

Join?

Join the Po Jun Division?

He had wanted to join the army before, but he was too old.

"Po Jun Si..."

Shen Tian muttered to himself.

Those were special forces units within the border defense army.

They are the elite of the elite.

It is said that only the best of the best martial artists can enter, and each of them is a ruthless person who has crawled out of piles of corpses.

"How are you? Are you so excited you can't speak?"

Ah Fei grinned, revealing a set of big white teeth.

"Don't put on airs. Countless people are desperate to get into our Po Jun Division, but they can't."

"You're just lucky, kid, to have run into our captain. Our team just happened to be short one person."

Shen Tian remained silent for a few seconds.

He raised his head, his eyes clear, without the ecstatic joy that Afei had expected.

"What are the benefits?"

The air suddenly became quiet.

Ah Fei's smile froze on his face.

Lin Qingyi, who was wiping her hands, paused.

Even Reggae, who had been standing next to him with a gloomy face, looked over in surprise.

"What?"

Ah Fei picked at his ears, thinking he had misheard.

"So, what are the benefits of joining the Po Jun Division?"

Shen Tian repeated himself, his tone as calm as if he were haggling at a market.

"I'm a very materialistic person; I don't talk about ideals, I only talk about interests."

"If it's to protect my home and country, it doesn't matter where I kill the alien beasts."

"But if you want me to risk my life, you have to pay me for it, right?"

Ah Fei opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

This script is wrong!

Shouldn't a normal person bow down in gratitude and be moved to tears?

Why does this kid have such a vulgar air about him?

"interesting."

Reggae walked over, and a hint of expression finally appeared on his poker face.

A half-smile.

"You want something in return?"

"Okay, I'll tell you."

Reggae pointed to the corpse of the Wind Demon Wolf on the ground.

"This kind of third-tier beast is only considered low-level on the Po Jun Division's hunting list."

"What we need to face is a beast tide, high-level alien beasts, and even... those indescribable terrifying beings."

"As long as you have military merits, you can choose any resource from the Po Jun Division's treasury."

"Top-tier martial arts techniques, rare and precious materials..."

Reggae paused, his gaze sharp as a knife, piercing Shen Tian's eyes.

"And what you lack most right now."

"A high-level body tempering technique for breaking through the mortal realm and advancing to the first-tier martial artist level - The Great Sun Body Tempering Technique".

Shen Tian's pupils suddenly contracted.

My heart skipped a beat.

This is his current Achilles' heel.

In this world, martial arts training is extremely rigorous.

The Mortal Realm is merely a foundational stage, forging physical strength.

To truly become a martial artist, one must cultivate a higher-level body tempering technique to temper the skin, bones, and internal organs.

However, advanced body tempering methods are strictly controlled by the government and major conglomerates.

For ordinary people to obtain it, they either need to get into a martial arts university, join the army and make meritorious contributions, or spend an exorbitant amount of money to buy it on the black market.

Shen Tian has been at the peak of the Mortal Realm for a long time.

His strength reached the limit of 300 kilograms.

Without guidance techniques, he would never be able to break through that barrier in his lifetime.

"The Great Sun Body Tempering Technique..."

Shen Tian took a deep breath.

This is the most orthodox and solid foundation-building technique used by the military.

It's infinitely better than those incomplete, unorthodox methods on the black market.

"You'll get it just by joining?"

Shen Tian stared at Reggae.

"Give."

Ah Fei chimed in from the side, "These are standard equipment once you officially join the company."

"Moreover, the treatment in our Po Jun Division is famously good."

"There's a fixed monthly training allowance, the best medical pods for injuries, and a hefty compensation for those who die in battle..."

"stop."

Reggae interrupted Afei's sales pitch.

He walked up to Shen Tian and looked down at the young man.

Standing nearly two meters tall, he resembled an iron tower, casting a shadow that completely enveloped Shen Tian.

A chilling, malevolent aura swept over us.

That's the kind of aura that can only be accumulated by truly killing tens of thousands of strange beasts.

"Kid, don't just listen to the good stuff."

Reggae's voice became low and hoarse, with a hint of intimidation.

"The Po Jun Division provides resources, martial arts skills, and status."

"But all of this was bought with lives."

"We are the spearhead, we are suicide squads."

"We'll go wherever it's most dangerous."

"We'll charge towards wherever there are the most strange beasts."

Reggae pointed at Lin Qingyi, then at himself.

"Look at us."

"Everyone carries dozens of scars on their body."

"Killing this Wind Demon Wolf today is just an appetizer."

"At Po Jun Si, we have to fight against strange beasts every day."

"Every day I walk on the edge of life and death."

"We kill while we eat, we kill while we sleep, and we even have to be wary of mutated rats crawling out of the sewers when we go to the toilet."

"Your life will consist only of blood, slaughter, and endless battles."

Reggae leaned down, his oppressive eyes fixed on Shen Tian.

Try to see fear, hesitation, or doubt in the boy's face.

He had seen plenty of young people like this, driven by youthful passion.

They scream at the mere mention of special forces.

When they actually arrived on the battlefield and saw intestines spilling out all over the ground, they were so frightened that they wet their pants.

He wanted to see what kind of character this kid really had.

If someone is a coward, even if they have talent, the Po Jun Si (破军司) won't accept them.

The air seemed to freeze.

Afei looked at Shen Tian with some worry.

The vice-captain's words were too harsh; don't scare the child.

however.

one second.

two seconds.

Shen Tian did not show the fear that Reggae had expected.

in contrast.

His eyes grew brighter and brighter.

That kind of radiance wasn't from passion or impulse.

Rather, it is a kind of...

Extreme thirst?

It's like a beggar who has been starving for three days and three nights suddenly seeing a Manchu Han Imperial Feast.

Shen Tian licked his chapped lips.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

"You mean...?"

Shen Tian's voice trembled slightly, a result of his excitement.

"Joining the Broken Army Division means there will be endless monsters to kill every day?"

"Don't you have to search the whole wilderness yourself?"

"Would the organization deliberately send us into a group of monsters?"

Reggae paused for a moment.

Isn't this focus a bit off?

But he still nodded subconsciously.

"That's right, when the beast tide breaks out, you won't even have time to rest. They'll kill until your hands are sore, until you're sick of it..."

"Very good!"

Shen Tian slapped his thigh suddenly, almost jumping up.

He grabbed Reggae's thick arm, his eyes burning with an intense heat.

"Is there really such a good thing?"

Why didn't you say so sooner!

"I'm in!"

"Should we sign the contract now, or put our fingerprints on it?"

"Um... are there any more missions today? I'd like to kill a few more to liven things up!"

Reggae: "..."

hooligan:"……"

Lin Qingyi, who was wiping the knife, trembled and almost cut herself.

Everyone was stunned.

Looking at the boy in front of me, whose face was full of excitement and who couldn't wait to rush into the beast horde and slaughter them.

For the first time, a crack appeared on Reggae's perpetually unchanging poker face.

He originally intended to scare the kid.

Let him back down when faced with difficulties, or at least learn to respect.

The results of it?

What kind of reaction is that?

Is this kid a masochist or a born killer?

Shouldn't a normal person's legs go weak when they hear "walking on the edge of life and death every day"?

He sounds like...

Shen Tian didn't care about the expressions on the faces of the group at this moment.

In his mind, the long-dormant system panel was flashing wildly.

Kill Points!

They're practically walking kill counts!

Back when I was a wilderness hunter, it would take several days to find a single beast; the efficiency was outrageously low.

it's good now.

Entering the Po Jun Division is like entering a buffet!

You'll be full!

They also need to pay them a salary and provide them with cultivation techniques!

What kind of magical unit is this?

This is paradise!

Shen Tian gripped the black and gold battle sword tightly, his eyes filled with gratitude as he looked at Lei Gui.

"Deputy Captain Lei, you're such a good person."

"In the future, if there are any difficult tasks like this... please make sure to send me first."

"I'm not afraid of hardship or fatigue."

"I just love killing monsters."

"I feel restless if I don't kill someone every day!"

Reggae's lips twitched.

He turned his head and looked at Lin Qingyi, his eyes filled with confusion.

"team leader……"

"Did we... hire a madman?"

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