Starting from The Witcher, he slaughtered his way across the world.

He originally intended to use Kurut to put the kid's arrogance to a halt.

But to my surprise, Luo Fan was able to hold out against Kurut for so long, and it seems that Kurut can't defeat him by wrestling alone.

A minute had already passed, and both Kurut and Lovan were breathing heavily, their wrestling match ending in a draw.

"Alright, Kurut, stop."

Marcus, seeing Kurut's temples bulging with veins and his attempt to make one last try, called out to stop him.

Upon hearing this, Kurut immediately withdrew his strength, stood up, and glanced at Luo Fan: "Kid, you're not bad. Let's have another match sometime."

Luo Fan also withdrew his hands and turned to look at Marcus: "Supervisor, has a minute passed?"

"That's all in the past. Your ability to hold your own against Kurut in a wrestling match is indeed remarkable. I intend to recruit you into my army, to serve Lord Nolan alongside me. Are you willing?"

Marcus certainly overestimated Lovan this time.

Previously, he thought that this young man was just young and strong, and willing to work hard, which was rare among conscripts, so he wanted to test his character and courage.

But if someone could fight to a standstill against a military-trained Kurut, that would be a sign of talent.

At this moment, Marcus looked at Lofan and found him standing there with his shoulders level and back straight. His muscles were not exaggerated; he looked just average-sized, but he exuded a steady, tough, and upright aura, like a pine tree rooted in the ground, tall and powerful.

A hint of satisfaction crept into his eyes.

This time, we've actually found some really promising talents.

"I do."

Luo Fan immediately knelt on one knee, clenched his right fist and placed it on his chest to show his loyalty.

"Very good, come with me."

Marcus nodded, glanced at Hall and Ethan lying on the ground like dead dogs, and waved his hand in disgust. "Carry these two pieces of trash out. Send them back to mine when they're healed."

"yes!"

Several people nearby immediately stepped forward in response.

Many others looked at Luo Fan with envy, believing that he had suddenly risen to the top.

Those who knew their own limitations could only admire him from afar. Everyone understood that if they were to go up there, they probably wouldn't last ten seconds against Kurut.

......

Labor camp.

"I remember the day you first arrived at the labor camp, you were so thin that you looked like a gust of wind could blow you over."

Marcus sat high above, his gaze sweeping over Luo Fan. "In just half a month, you've managed to rebuild your physique through sheer strength. It's clear you have some talent."

If someone pays close attention, it's not hard to notice the changes in Luo Fan.

For example, Kant, who was closest to him, noticed his change early on, but he didn't make it public.

Previously, Luo Fan deliberately mined relentlessly to obtain a large amount of meat, gradually growing stronger, thus concealing his improvement after using the panel to enhance his physical strength.

To others, this was seen as Luo Fan's extraordinary talent; the more he ate, the more capable he became, and the more capable he became, the more he ate, like a cycle.

Otherwise, Marcus wouldn't have noticed him in this labor camp and considered him worthy of training.

As he spoke, Marcus's gaze held a hint of regret.

"However, you are, after all, of humble origins, and your early development was limited, so your talent is also limited. Among all those in the kingdom who want to join the army, you are not particularly outstanding. The reason I value you is more because of your fearless drive."

"As long as you have this drive, you might still succeed."

The talent mentioned here actually refers to height and age.

Luo Fan is still relatively young, but many of the candidates who can enlist in the army are selected from the age of thirteen or fourteen, when their bodies are still developing and growing, and they can be molded.

However, Luo Fan was already eighteen years old, his development had slowed down, and his skeletal structure had basically taken shape.

For example, his height. Among his peers, those who are well-developed are generally over 175 centimeters, while Luo Fan is just over 170 centimeters.

Some elite private soldiers under the control of powerful figures would have been eliminated simply because of his height.

Under the same conditions, if it were anyone else, their body would have collapsed long ago if they dared to mine so desperately.

In fact, Luo Fan was the same, but he had an enhancement panel, so even if he was exhausted, the enhancement would relieve a lot of fatigue.

This is the real reason why Marcus values ​​him; if he can maintain this relentless drive, he can be considered a promising talent.

"Thank you for your kind words, sir!"

Luo Fan clenched his fist in his chest, lowered his head, and bowed slightly.

"Don't be too happy yet. I'm just giving you a chance. Whether you can turn things around depends on yourself."

Marcus spoke calmly, reaching for a steaming cup of black tea on the table and taking a small sip.

"I will have Kurut take my letter and send you to the Stone Drum City military camp for training. If you want to officially enlist, you will need to pass the test."

"If you fail the assessment, you will be sent back to this labor camp to mine."

"If you pass the test, you can join my ranks. But you must remember that although you obey me, your true loyalty belongs to Lord Nolan."

Upon hearing this, Luo Fan immediately assured him earnestly, "I will certainly keep your advice in mind, sir!"

"It's too early to call me your subordinate now. There's no time to lose, so you should set off immediately."

Marcus waved casually and then handed a handwritten letter to Kurut.

......

Shigucheng.

Luo Fan gazed at the thick stone walls before him, which exuded a solemn, cold gray aura. The watchtowers standing around the perimeter were topped with flags symbolizing the Nolan family.

Even before entering, faint sounds of training could be heard coming from inside.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

In any case, he had finally taken the first step. Once he left that hopeless labor camp, the road ahead would be much wider.

For people from the lower classes, having the opportunity to enlist in the army is like a meteoric rise to the top.

These days, wars are rare, and there are no longer large-scale recruitment drives. Anyone who wants to join the army must pass rigorous tests to be accepted.

But this is no small feat.

The powerful and wealthy have even higher requirements for their private armies than for ordinary soldiers. The fact that Luo Fan was able to get such an opportunity shows that his hard work in the labor camp for more than ten days was not in vain.

There is another reason why people from the lower classes are desperate to join the army, and that is—military registration.

Changing from a lowly or civilian status to a military status not only means having one's identity cleared, but also provides a guarantee that one will no longer be forced to perform hard labor and will have certain tax reduction benefits.

This is also one of the few opportunities for people at the bottom of society to turn their lives around.

Luo Fan's goal was naturally not to join the army, much less to change his military status.

Although military service was much freer than that of commoners, it was still subject to control.

What he wants now is complete freedom, to be able to do things without restraint.

After all, this world is not as simple as it seems on the surface. The black gas in the mine alone is very strange and sinister.

Knowing of the existence of the "Demon," Luo Fan was eager to come into contact with power at the level of the "Demon Hunter."