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Lin Feng couldn't discern Zhou Che's tone from the communicator, but he sensed something unusual.

This general would never speak in such a tone.

"The Chief of Staff wants to see me?"

"Yes. The transfer order has arrived in my hands, stamped with the official seal of the General Staff. It requires you to arrive in the capital within three days and report to the Chief of Staff."

"Did you explain why?"

"They didn't say, but the news spread too fast; the matter of the mentalist has already reached the capital. A third-grade mentalist, eighteen years old, Martial Grandmaster level four. Do you think the capital won't care?"

Lin Feng remained silent.

"Kid, I can't stop this transfer order." Zhou Che paused for a moment, "but I can give you an extra bargaining chip. Come to my headquarters before you leave, and I'll give you a new battle record. With this record, you won't be a blank slate when you arrive in the capital."

"clear."

The communicator was disconnected.

Lin Feng stood at the camp gate, looking at the group of aristocratic family representatives still standing not far away.

He ignored those people.

Go back to the tent to pack your things.

Before leaving, he went to the medical tent.

Li Zhenguo was leaning against his pillow, drinking porridge, holding the bowl in one hand and flipping through documents with the other.

Seeing Lin Feng come in, he put down the bowl.

"Are you leaving?"

"Yes, a transfer order from the capital."

Li Zhenguo nodded.

"Chief of Staff Duan Hongyuan, a Martial Emperor, is the number one figure in the Dragon Kingdom's military. I've heard he likes straightforward people, and you're just his type."

He pulled a black token from under his pillow and handed it to Lin Feng.

The token has the character "振" engraved on the front and the number of the sixth defense line on the back.

"Here you go. This is my command order. If anyone tries to trip you up once you get to the country, show them this."

"Although my cultivation level isn't high, there are still many soldiers in the capital who used to be under my command, and they'll still give me some face."

Lin Feng took the token and weighed it in his hand.

"Your injury."

"I won't die." Li Zhenguo picked up the bowl of porridge and continued drinking. "Get lost, stop being so dramatic with me."

Lin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth, turned around and left the tent.

At the camp gate, most of the members of the aristocratic families had already dispersed.

But one black armored vehicle remained parked in the same spot, its doors closed and bearing no family insignia.

Zhang Qian squatted to the side, looking troubled.

"Lieutenant Lin, this car is from the capital. The person inside says he is a special envoy of Chief of Staff Duan Hongyuan and wants to see you in person."

"When did you arrive?"

"You came here half an hour ago when you went to see Commander Li."

Lin Feng walked to the front of the armored vehicle and patted the hood.

The car door opened.

One person got off.

woman.

He was about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, wearing a black military overcoat over a tight-fitting tactical uniform.

Her hair was tied in a high ponytail, her features were cold and aloof, her brow bones were high, and she exuded an aura of authority without being angry.

King Wu, 5th Dan.

and.

Lin Feng's mental energy fluctuated slightly.

She had an extremely subtle ripple of mental energy on her body.

He is a spiritual master.

Its rank is not high, probably around first rank.

But he is indeed a spiritual practitioner.

"Lieutenant Lin."

Her voice was crisp and clear.

"My name is Shen Qing, Chief of Staff Duan's special envoy, ordered to escort you to the capital."

"escort?"

"The transfer order says 'escort'."

Shen Qing took a document out of the inside pocket of his trench coat and handed it over.

Lin Feng took it and flipped through two pages.

The cover is red, bearing the official seal of the General Staff Department and Duan Hongyuan's autograph.

"You must be there within three days." Shen Qing glanced at his watch. "It takes sixteen hours to get from here to the capital via military air routes. There's enough time to leave now."

"I still need to go to the provincial headquarters; I have something to pick up from General Zhou."

Shen Qing hesitated for half a second.

"You can take a detour, but it can't take more than two hours."

That's enough.

Lin Feng put the documents away and went back to his tent to retrieve the Fang of Calamity and all the equipment from his storage ring.

I ran into Zhou Yuan when I came out of the tent.

"Lieutenant Lin, are you leaving?"

"I'll go to the capital and be back soon."

Zhou Yuan opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he just raised his fist.

Lin Feng bumped into him.

"Keep an eye on the defenses for me."

They boarded Shen Qing's armored vehicle.

The vehicle's features exceeded expectations, including a separate training cabin and weapon racks.

The car started and sped towards the provincial capital.

On the way, Shen Qing sat in the driver's seat without saying a word.

Lin Feng leaned back in the back seat, closed his eyes to rest, but his mental energy was not idle.

He was sensing Shen Qing.

Although this woman's spiritual power is only at the first rank, her control is extremely strong, and the ripples are so stable that it doesn't seem like she has only recently awakened.

She must have practiced a systematic mental training method.

Is he one of the chief of staff's men? Or does he have some other background?

Lin Feng temporarily put aside this idea.

The real challenges only arise after one problem is solved.

He opened the system panel.

[Host: Lin Feng]

[Spiritual: Rank 3 Spiritual Master (3260/10000)]

[Realm: Martial Grandmaster Level 4 (0/40000)]

[Cultivation Techniques: Heavenly Gang Body Forging Technique (Perfected), Undying Golden Body Technique (10000/50000), Myriad Phenomena Return to One Technique (Already Fusioned)]

Martial Arts: Mountain-Splitting Slash (Perfect), Mysterious Step (Perfect)

[Talents: Steel of the Blade (Maxed), Eye of the Beast (Upgraded)]

[Weapons: Fang of Calamity (S-rank), Nine Calamities Blade of Starfall (SS-rank psychic weapon)]

[Martial arts points: 105400]

There are enough points.

But he didn't rush to add it.

After we get to the capital, let's find a secluded place to talk.

The armored vehicles arrived in the provincial capital two hours later.

Zhou Che was waiting at the main entrance of the headquarters.

"It's pretty fast."

He handed a thick file folder to Lin Feng.

"All your combat records in the Northern Territory, from F-level rifts to Crimson rifts, have been compiled. They bear my signature, the joint certification of the commanders of the six defense lines, and a complete set of test reports from the evaluation center."

He patted Raymond Lam on the shoulder.

"Don't back down once you get to the capital."

"When have I ever backed down?"

Zhou Che laughed twice.

After laughing, he leaned closer and spoke in a very low voice.

"Duan Hongyuan is not a simple man. He didn't summon you to the capital just to see you."

"What do you mean?"

Zhou Che did not answer.

He stepped back and watched Lin Feng return to the armored vehicle.

The car door closed.

The armored vehicles restarted and headed towards the capital.

In the back seat, Lin Feng opened the file folder.

The top page contains annotations written by Zhou Che himself.

There is only one line of text.

"This person will either let you fly or bury you."

Lin Feng closed the file folder and leaned back in his seat.

Shen Qing glanced at him in the rearview mirror.

"Lieutenant Lin, once we arrive in the capital, the Chief of Staff will arrange a test first."

"What test?"

"Similar to the one at the provincial capital headquarters. But on a higher standard."

She paused for a moment.

"Moreover, the opponent being tested is not a machine."

"Is it a person?"

Shen Qing turned her gaze back to what was in front of her.

"They are students at the Capital Martial Arts Academy. Three are at the peak of Martial Grandmaster level, and one is at the initial stage of Martial King level."

"Four against one?"

"Four against one".

Lin Feng closed his eyes and gently tapped the back of the Fang of Calamity twice with his fingers.

Four people?

That's a bit too little.

......