Sheng Yu

Chapter 172 One Hundred Yuan Isn't Even Given (Sixth Update)

The general ordered the troops to set up camp, and the soldiers began to light bonfires and maintain patrols.

Many soldiers started acting as cooks, their food consisting of the flesh and blood of the monsters they had killed that day, which they could eat as much as they pleased.

Those who didn't want to eat had spirit fruits and other provisions. Once the maids of the territory prepared them, they only needed to be placed in the [Treasure Room] for him to retrieve and serve to the soldiers.

It was very convenient.

His territory was like a versatile space to him.

After all, he was a cheat.

Night fell.

As the reconnaissance planes ventured deeper, Si Teng transmitted more and more images to him.

He hadn't expected that the depths of this forest would be a battlefield.

He saw many traces of ancient battlefields, with skeletons scattered everywhere, a sea of blood, and remnants of broken territory buildings strewn about.

These images were captured during the day.

It was quite far from their current location, so he had instructed the reconnaissance planes to go no further, as they seemed to have encountered some ominous energy.

He wasn't sure if it was the red-haired monsters.

So he ordered the reconnaissance planes to turn back and head in another direction.

By the time their army reached that location, it would likely be time to move on, as he still needed to allocate some time to the Zi Wei Academy.

The reconnaissance had covered a sufficiently wide area.

Everyone began to rest.

But the nights here were indeed not that simple.

At two in the morning, Zhou Yan's eyes snapped open, and he picked up his weapon.

A white-robed ghost soldier hurried in and said, "Reporting to the Lord, monsters are attacking."

"Are they the red-haired monsters?" Zhou Yan asked.

The soldier: "ヽ(゜Q。)ノ???"

"No, it's a pack of wolves," the soldier replied.

He waved his hand and said, "Prepare for battle!"

"Yes!"

The entire territory sprang into action in an instant.

Even though it was night, for a cheat like him, creating light was not difficult.

Soon, an artificial light, resembling the moon, rose high into the sky, illuminating an area of over ten kilometers.

This thing only cost a million, not expensive, right? (๑*◡*๑)

The pack of wolves looked at the 'sun' that had risen, seemingly a bit bewildered. ʕ•̀w•́ʔ

This sun had risen too quickly.

Wolves surrounded them, and under the cover of night, their eyes would have looked like pairs of terrifying ghost eyes.

But illuminated by this artificial moon, the entire bodies of the wolves were exposed in the light.

The pack of wolves seemed unaccustomed to being under the light, with each wolf looking at the others. Da Feng Fiction Network.

The soldiers of the territory, upon seeing these wolves, were not afraid but instead rejoiced.

They hadn't killed enough during the day, and now they could hunt some more at night.

And the prey was delivered right to their doorstep; it would be a waste not to kill them.

They were a disciplined army, and even when facing weaker monsters, they strictly adhered to their orders.

Without the commander's order, no one would take a step forward or backward!

Not even a fart would be released!

A thousand men formed several circles, like a blooming flower, surrounding the entire encampment.

As Zhou Yan gave the command, "Kill!"

First, a rain of arrows descended upon the surrounding monsters, followed by the soldiers marching in unison towards the bewildered wolf pack.

Zhou Yan stood at a vantage point and took out a futuristic sniper rifle. This weapon didn't require bullets; it consumed a type of spiritual energy bullet, and only needed some spiritual energy input to fire infinitely.

Provided you could aim.

Zhou Yan believed he was capable of that.

When he played PUBG on Earth, he never lasted more than five minutes.

He aimed at a monster and pulled the trigger.

"Click!"

No bullets?

Zhou Yan: "( ̄(エ) ̄)ゞ???"

He took out the manual and read it under the artificial moon, standing at the highest point of the entire encampment.

The night wind blew, rustling his handsome hair.

He carefully read the manual, trying to figure out what was wrong with the device.

Finally, he realized he hadn't loaded the magazine.

He had thought it only needed spiritual energy input.

Turns out, it also required a special magazine that could hold spiritual energy, and when a bullet was fired, this bullet, infused with spiritual energy, would unleash a terrifying explosive attack.

Its lethality was immense.

He had been wondering which weapon that magazine belonged to earlier.

He thought he had picked up the wrong one.

It turned out it was for the one in his hand.

He took out the magazine, attached it, and then aimed at a monster again, pulling the trigger.

'Click!'

Zhou Yan: "(・_・)ヾ"

Still no bullets.

He took out the manual again and, under the artificial moonlight, began to quietly read the instructions, ignoring the surrounding sounds of battle.

This time, he knew the problem.

The safety was still on.

He found it strange why weapons from an alien world were so complicated.

He felt like giving it a bad review.

He turned on the safety, released his spiritual energy, aimed at the monster again, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

Zhou Yan: "「(°ヘ°)"

He missed.

Damn it!

He was considered a master of marksmanship, how could he miss? This must be a problem with the gun!

He fired again.

"Pop!"

"Hmph! This one should be down now."

Upon closer inspection, damn it, that monster had been cut down.

"What the heck, I didn't even hit it!" ヽ(#`Д´)ノ

"Hey, you there, come here! Who told you to steal my kill!" Zhou Yan roared. (▼へ▼メ)

"Lord! What is 'stealing a kill'?" The soldier looked at Zhou Yan with a bewildered expression. ⊙(・◇・)?

"I'm praising you," Zhou Yan replied.

"Thank you for your praise, Lord. I'll go steal more kills!" The soldier, encouraged by the praise, happily rushed out and fought even more fiercely.

He leaped down, landed in front of a monster, and stomped it to the ground, aiming the sniper rifle at its head and firing.

"Bang!"

The monster was unharmed.

So, it was the gun's fault.

But wait, it seemed he forgot to release spiritual energy...

He tried again, flicked the safety off, released spiritual energy, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The monster's head vanished.

Blood splattered everywhere.

It splattered all over his leg.

He released spiritual energy and shook his body, and the blood splatters immediately fell off.

In the end, he concluded: it was the gun's problem.

His marksmanship was fine.

He took out his sword and casually swung it, cutting a monster in half.

He was still more suited to the sword!

The battle lasted less than ten minutes.

The monsters fled in disarray.

The soldiers pursued them for about a kilometer before he ordered them back. It was late at night, time to wash up and sleep.

It seemed there were no streams or lakes nearby.

After clearing the battlefield, those who needed rest rested.

They set out again only the next day.

Heading all the way west, then north.

The journey was fast, and they arrived around the ruins of the broken territory in the afternoon.

This place had been occupied by many monsters, who had made it their nests.

Upon their arrival, these monsters glared at them menacingly, and then.

There was no 'then'.

The entire family was wiped out by Zhou Yan.

"Search around for any spoils."

After eliminating the monsters, he ordered his subordinates to begin searching.

He also started searching himself, hoping for some gains.

All he saw were broken buildings.

Once buildings were broken, they were worthless.

Equipment could be repaired, but buildings, once destroyed, were useless.

He had arrived with great expectations, only to leave with great disappointment.

Let alone a hundred pieces!

Not even one piece was found!