I started with a portal, then turned around and handed it over to the nation.

The group walked out of the longhouse.

The sunlight outside was a bit too bright.

The open space at the entrance of the village was already crowded with people.

Upon seeing the fully armed Rein emerge, the crowd automatically parted to make way.

Their eyes held a complex mix of emotions: awe, envy, and fear.

Renn had never been looked at like this before.

The villagers used to think he was a reliable hunter, but now they see him as a messenger sent by God.

He instinctively straightened his chest, the metal breastplate reflecting a blinding light in the sunlight.

"Raine!"

From the crowd, Duan Shi shouted loudly:

"If the metal casing breaks, don't throw it away! Bring it back so I can see it!"

Renn grinned, stiffly raised his metal-encased arm, and mimicked Long Fei's earlier gesture, making a non-standard military salute.

"Walk!"

Long Fei gave the order.

Raine took a deep breath, took a step, and followed closely behind Lin Mo.

When the group left Fernwall Village, the sun was just past its zenith.

The motors of the mechanical exoskeleton created a buzzing sound that startled several long-tailed birds in the woods.

Ryan walked in the middle of the group, looking down at his legs with every step.

The feeling of being pushed along by steel was awkward; he almost tripped over tree roots several times.

The server system forcibly pulled him back, in a rather comical manner.

"Don't fight it, my great hunter."

Lin Mo walked beside Renn and reached out to pat the battery compartment on his back.

"Go with the flow, treat it like two extra pieces of flesh that have grown on you. The more rigid you are, the more it will resist you."

Ryan nodded, his forehead covered in sweat; he was nervous.

Once outside the southern hunting grounds, the trees began to twist and turn, and the air became increasingly humid.

That's the smell of the misty forest.

"Stop advancing."

Long Fei's voice rang out on the channel.

"Set up camp here. The Tigers will establish a defensive line, and the Snow Wolves will keep watch. Don't let those unseen kittens get away with it."

"yes!"

The special forces soldiers quickly dispersed, their movements clean and efficient.

"Raine, come here." Long Fei stood on an open space, holding a black rifle in his hand.

That was a QBZ-191 prepared for Rennes.

Ryan walked over, his eyes fixed on the gun.

He had personally witnessed the power of this thing when he killed the minotaur last time.

"then."

Long Fei tossed it casually.

Renn caught it hastily; it was slightly heavy in his hand, and the cold metallic touch made him shudder.

"Lin Mo, you teach him."

Long Fei turned around and looked at the team members who were setting up the infrared warning line: "Don't let him accidentally shoot his own men in the butts, that would be a real mess."

"Alright."

Lin Mo responded, walked up to Raine, and took off his own gun.

"Come on, watch closely, our crash course is about to begin."

Lin Mo deftly pulled back the bolt, making a crisp sound.

"You've seen this thing before. I won't exaggerate its power, but it's way better than your big sword and bow and arrow. The key is these switches."

He pointed to the speedometer.

"If you dial it here, it's a lump of iron, you can't get it to move. If you dial it here, it's a single shot. If you dial it here, it's a burst, the kind that fires blue flames with a 'rat-a-tat-tat' sound."

Like Lin Mo, Raine clumsily fiddled with the speed dial.

"Come on, change the magazine. Press here."

Click.

The magazine fell to the ground.

"Pick it up and put it back. It should make a click to make it secure."

Ryan bent down, picked up the magazine, and slammed it inside.

Click.

"That's right." Lin Mo nodded in satisfaction, then took out a dark, cylindrical object from his pocket.

"Look at this, it's good stuff."

He screwed the silencer onto the muzzle of Ryan's gun.

"With this installed, the noise level will drop. It's a stealth weapon; fire a shot and move on. Those cat demons won't even know where you are."

Renn's eyes lit up as he touched the silencer: "This... has silencing magic on it?"

"More or less." Lin Mo grinned, offering no further explanation.

Several members of the Fierce Tigers team nearby were setting up automatic sentry guns. When they saw this scene, they couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey, look at our little Heavenly Gate."

One of the team members joked while tightening a screw, "Before, it was always Captain Long who trained him like he was a grandson. Now he's an instructor. This attitude is something else."

"I must say, it looks quite professional."

Another team member carried the heavy ammunition box on his shoulder:

"They've got all sorts of fancy words going on and on, like 'science and magic,' aren't they afraid Professor Sun will beat them up if he hears them?"

"Shut up, all of you."

Long Fei's voice cut in coldly, but it didn't reveal much anger: "Get to work. You still have time to chat? Looks like your load is too light. Go back and each of you do an extra five kilometers of training."

The channel was instantly filled with groans, followed by a series of suppressed coughs.

Lin Mo rolled his eyes and turned back to continue tormenting Rein.

"Ignore them, they're a bunch of brutes. Here, put this on."

Lin Mo helped Ryan put the tactical goggles down.

"Press the button on the left."

drop.

The perspective has changed.

Ryan suddenly leaned back and almost sat on the ground.

The originally dark forest turned into black and white blocks in his eyes, and the special forces soldiers not far away became bright red orbs of light.

"This...this is..."

Thermal imaging.

Lin Mo patted him on the shoulder:

"Anything that's alive and warm can be seen clearly, even if it's hiding in a tree hole. Those cat demons can turn invisible? Being in front of them is like being naked."

Renn's hands were trembling slightly.

As a hunter, he knew all too well what this meant.

"A divine object...this must be a divine object..."

He practiced until sunset, and Ryan's arms were so sore he could barely lift them, but the light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

Night falls.

The forest was pitch black, with only the occasional strange bird calls.

The special forces soldiers sat together, silently chewing their heated individual rations. No one spoke; the only sounds were the chewing and the soft clanging of their equipment.

Lin Mo sat by the tent, and Raine sat opposite him.

"warrior……"

Ryan suddenly spoke, his voice very low.

The translator converted his words into somewhat broken Chinese.

"Actually, I have a name." Lin Mo tore open a pack of compressed biscuits and popped one into his mouth. "Just call me Lin Mo."

"Lin...Mo."

Ryan read it out in a difficult way and stopped what he was doing.

He looked up, and the hunter's eyes stared at Lin Mo in the darkness, hesitating for a long time.

"You are not from the other side of the mountain. Nor are you from the other side of the sea."

Ryan continued, his fingers tracing the gun's shaft: "The quality of this iron, the craftsmanship, and those flying iron birds from before..."

"No one in this world could make one."

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow and put down the kettle: "What are you trying to say?"

Raine was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the dark forest outside the camp, as if making a decision.

"Last time, after you left the village," Renn's voice trembled slightly, "I...I secretly followed behind."

Lin Mo's fingers tightened slightly, and his eyes sharpened.

"I saw it."

Raine turned his head and stared intently at Lin Mo: "I saw the space crack open, and you... went inside."