Gao Wu: My freshman internship was a battle on the front lines.

A few hours ago.

Fortress No. 3, Garrison Commander's Reception Room.

Qin Zhentian sat opposite Ye Feng, holding a cup of tea, looking at the young man with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Warm-up?" Qin Zhentian was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

"My current strength has reached the peak of the fourth rank." Ye Feng put down his teacup and looked at Qin Zhentian.

"But I feel it's not enough. Before going to Jiangcheng, I need to push myself to the next level."

Qin Zhentian frowned.

"Breakthrough? You want to break through to the fifth rank?"

"right."

"What does breaking through to the fifth rank have to do with warming up?"

Ye Feng smiled but did not answer directly.

He couldn't very well tell Qin Zhentian that he needed kill points to break through, and that kill points could only be earned by killing alien beasts.

In the eyes of others, a martial artist's breakthroughs rely on cultivation, comprehension, and opportunity.

But for Ye Feng, killing is the best form of cultivation.

"Guard Qin, are there any places nearby where strange beasts gather?" Ye Feng asked.

"Ideally, they should be numerous and quite strong. I need to gain some experience."

Qin Zhentian looked at him, remained silent for a few seconds, and then nodded.

"have."

"where?"

Fifty-three thousand five hundred kill points, all spent.

But he didn't feel sorry for him.

Because he can earn it back quickly.

Where can I earn money?