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Lin Feng stared at those four words, his mind racing.

Class D crack.

What does this mean?

The mythical beasts inside are all at least at the level of martial arts masters.

Martial Master is a higher realm than martial artist.

He is only at the second level of martial arts.

Even if you have the Mountain Rift and the system, it's hard to say what the outcome will be if you rush into a D-level rift.

Deputy Battalion Commander Zhao seemed to sense Lin Feng's question and began to explain.

"This rift was level E three days ago. Two days ago, it suddenly doubled in size, and the detection level jumped to level D. However, based on the analysis of the internal fluctuation frequency, the alien beast community inside the rift has not undergone any fundamental changes."

He drew a circle on the map with his finger.

"Simply put, the shell has gotten bigger, but the contents are still the same. The main body of the beasts is still E-rank, and there may be a small number of beasts that are close to the threshold of Martial Master, but not many."

"Therefore, the actual difficulty of this mission is probably between level E and level D."

Lin Feng leaned back in his chair and pondered for two seconds.

He has already killed an E-level alien beast.

The Crimson Flame Earth Lizard, a martial artist, was brutally killed by him during its weakened state.

If most of the enemies in the rift are E-rank, then the risk of this mission will be reduced considerably.

However, it has only decreased significantly; it is not without risk.

When E-class monsters swarm in, it's a completely different matter from dealing with one at a time.

Why did you choose me?

Deputy Battalion Commander Zhao turned to the last page of the folder.

The above is a briefing written by Chen Lie, and the content is very clear.

Lin Feng single-handedly killed the Crimson Flame Earth Lizard in the crevice.

"Chen Lie has reported your battle record." Deputy Battalion Commander Zhao closed the file. "Martial Artist Level 2, single-handedly killing an E-level alien beast. This achievement ranks among the best in the entire Northern Territory."

"Moreover, your improvement speed is too fast. In less than a week since you joined, you have gone from the fifth level of Martial Apprentice to the second level of Martial Warrior. I haven't seen such a speed in the Northern Territory for more than ten years."

He paused for a second.

"So I need you to go to this rift. Partly because the mission requires it, and partly..."

"I wanted to see where my limits were," Lin Feng said for him.

Deputy Battalion Commander Zhao did not deny it.

"You can understand it that way. If you perform well in the cracks, I'll submit a special recommendation to your superiors when you return. It will be very helpful for your military career."

"When are we leaving?"

"The day after tomorrow morning. Report to assembly point number three tomorrow afternoon to meet the new team."

Deputy Battalion Commander Zhao stood up and handed the folder to Lin Feng.

"The personnel list is inside, take a look yourself. If you have any questions, find Chen Lie."

Lin Feng took the folder, got up, and walked out.

As he reached the door, Deputy Battalion Commander Zhao called him back.

"Raymond Lam".

"Um?"

"I know about Zhao Tianxiong's matter. The account book and evidence have already been sent to the provincial capital, and they will send people down to investigate. Until then, keep a low profile."

Lin Feng glanced back at him, gave a wry smile, and then pushed open the door and left.

It's hard to keep a low profile when you have a system.

Back at the barracks, Wang Tie and Li Ming were still awake, waiting for him.

Lin Feng threw the folder onto the bed.

"D-rank rift mission, departing the day after tomorrow."

Wang Tie leaned over and flipped through a couple of pages, his expression changing several times.

"Rank D? Are you fucking going to your death?"

"It's actually a mutated E-level, but most of the alien beasts inside are still at the E-level."

Wang Tie flipped through two more pages, saw the personnel list, and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Two martial artists at the peak of their skill level leading the team is fine. But it's still a bit risky for a martial artist at the second stage to enter an E-level rift."

Li Ming chimed in from the side, "Brother Lin, can Brother Tie and I go with you?"

Wang Tie slapped him on the back of the head.

"You're only a third-level martial apprentice; you wouldn't even be enough to fill the gaps between the beasts' teeth if you went in."

Li Ming was photographed grimacing, but he didn't refute it.

He himself knew that this level of task was not for him.

"You two don't need to come this time." Lin Feng took out the Rift Mountain Blade from under his pillow and inspected the blade.

"Old Wang, how long have you been stuck at the ninth rank of martial arts apprentice?"

Wang Tie scratched his head: "It's been almost two years."

"I'll use the magic cores and pills I got from the black market to break through in the next couple of days."

Wang Tie was stunned.

Breakthrough? He certainly wanted to break through, but the hurdle from martial apprentice to martial artist couldn't be overcome by brute force alone. He needed elixirs to temper his body and a lot of combat experience to comprehend that critical point.

He had spent more than two years in the North, gaining enough combat experience; all he lacked were the right elixirs.

Now we have the elixir.

"Fine." Wang Tie gritted his teeth. "I've been training hard for over two years, and this is the last bit of progress I need. You go grind monsters in the rift, and I'll go into seclusion at the camp. When you come back, we'll see who's improved more."

Li Ming raised his hand: "What about me?"

"You?" Wang Tie rolled his eyes. "You should try to reach the fifth level of Martial Apprentice first."

Li Ming pursed his lips, but still took out a low-level magic core he had been allocated earlier from his pocket and held it in his hand.

"I'm going into seclusion too."

Lin Feng ignored their bickering and opened the folder to look at the personnel list.

The special team consists of nine people.

There are two team leaders, both of whom are at the peak of martial arts.

One of them was named Han Qingshan, whose nickname was "Deputy Captain of the Third Patrol Brigade of the Northern Territory".

The other one is named Shen Yunfei, and his description is "Special Observer of the Provincial Capital Martial Arts Association".

Both names are underlined in red.

The remaining seven people were martial artists ranging from the fifth to the seventh level.

Lin Feng's name was listed last, indicating he was a second-level martial artist, with a small line added after it: Special Approval.

He closed the folder, pulled out the Lieshan (a type of weapon), and held it in his hand.

The spiritual patterns flowed under the light, and the blade exuded a chilling aura.

The system panel flashed briefly at the edge of my field of vision.

[Host: Lin Feng]

[Realm: Martial Artist Stage 2 (0/200)]

[Martial Skill: Mountain-Splitting Slash (1/1000)]

[Talent: Steel Blade 86/500]

[Martial arts points: 0]

Points are almost gone.

I'll just go into the Rift this time and farm some points.

After thinking it over, he put down his sword and went to sleep.

The next afternoon.

Lin Feng carried Lieshan on his back and walked alone towards Assembly Point No. 3.

Wang Tie and Li Ming stayed in the barracks for seclusion. Before leaving, Wang Tie gave Li Ming two Rejuvenation Pills, saying they were for unforeseen circumstances.

We encountered several lone E-level alien beasts on the road.

Iron-spined python and armored bear are types I've seen before.

Without hesitation, Lin Feng drew his sword and charged.

The power of the A-level Mountain Splitter was fully unleashed in front of the F-level alien beast; the iron armor on the beast's body could now be pierced with a single strike.

[Defeat F-rank monster: Iron-spined Python, gain 1 Martial Arts Point]

[Steel of the Blade: 87/500]

[Defeat F-rank Beast: Armored Bear, gain 1 Martial Arts Point]

[Steel of the Blade: 88/500]

They fought their way through, and by the time they reached the rendezvous point, they were covered in several pools of blood.

At the entrance to the assembly point, two armed guards checked his identification and let him in.

Six people had already arrived at the bunker.

Lin Feng scanned the area, getting a general sense of everyone's aura.

Two people were standing against the wall in the far corner.

He was in his early thirties, with short hair, an old scar on his chin, a lean build, and a deeply restrained aura; he was a martial artist at the peak of his cultivation.

The other one looked younger, around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, wearing a white undershirt that didn't quite match his military uniform. His hair was neatly combed, and he stood ramrod straight. He was clearly not a native of the Northern Territory, but also a martial artist at the peak of his cultivation.

Han Qingshan and Shen Yunfei.

The two stood in the same corner, a full two meters apart, each looking at their own things, without even exchanging glances.

You could smell that awkwardness even standing at the door.

Lin Feng walked in and sat down at an empty table.

There was a kettle on the table. He poured himself a glass of water and took a sip.

A bearded man sitting next to him glanced at Lin Feng.

"You're that new recruit? A second-level martial artist?"

"Um."

The bearded man looked him up and down twice and chuckled.

"A martial artist at the second level can join a special squad? Deputy Battalion Commander Zhao, are you out of options?"

Lin Feng put down his cup and didn't reply.

Another bald man next to him chimed in, "I heard he killed a Crimson Flame Earth Lizard all by himself, otherwise how could he have been chosen?"

The bearded man curled his lip: "Crimson Flame Earth Lizard, in its weakened state, right? That thing wouldn't even qualify as a mid-level monster in an E-rank rift."

This wasn't a quiet remark.

Han Qingshan, who was in the corner, raised his eyelids slightly, then lowered them again.

Shen Yunfei glanced at Lin Feng for a couple more seconds, his lips twitching slightly, but his meaning was unreadable.

Lin Feng ignored the group and closed his eyes to rest.

The system panel hovered quietly in my mind.

Current Martial Arts Points: 2

That's a bit too little.

But it's okay, once you're in the rift, there will be plenty of opportunities to farm.

About twenty minutes later, the last two people arrived.

All nine people have arrived.

Han Qingshan walked out from behind the wall and scanned the queue.

"Now that everyone's here, I'll just say a few words."

His voice wasn't loud, but the bunker fell silent.

"This mission is to explore the rift. The rift mutated from level E to level D three days ago. The beast community inside is mainly level E, and there may be a small number of mutated individuals that are close to the threshold of martial arts master."

"After entering, we'll split into two groups. I'll lead one group through the main passage, and Shen Yunfei will lead the other group through the side passage. The two groups will meet on the third floor and push through the core area together."

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Yunfei spoke up from the corner.

"I have a different opinion about the group assignments."

Han Qingshan paused for two seconds.

"explain."

"Your group took the main passage and encountered more monsters. Logically, the stronger members should have been grouped with you. But on your group assignment list, you put Old Zhao and Old Ma, both seventh-level martial artists, into my group."

Shen Yunfei straightened up from the wall and walked to the table.

"Vice Captain Han, isn't your method of allocating these resources a bit biased?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Han Qingshan stared at Shen Yunfei, and the air between the two of them almost froze.

"What right do you, an observer from the provincial capital, have to interfere with the tactical arrangements in the north?"

Shen Yunfei smiled, a smile that was both polite and sharp.

"I came here to observe, but I don't want to lose my life while observing."

Lin Feng leaned back in his chair, watching the two people.

Good grief, the team leader started fighting before we even entered the crevice.