Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

This morning, Tang Wen got up as usual. With the Hunyuan Stance breakthrough imminent, he practiced a little longer than usual, making him later than usual when he went out.

When he put on his weights and arrived at the underground palace square, he found no one practicing stances.

Everyone was standing neatly, listening to Old Xia speak:

"...Therefore, today's assessment will take place on the ground square in the inner city! After breakfast, all those who want to participate in the selection should stand over here. All right, dismissed. Gather here in an hour and a half to register."

Selection!

It's finally starting!

This is the commander selection, and theoretically, anyone can sign up.

Old Xia also said just now that the war against the Black Mountain Camp is basically coming to an end.

The troublemaking out-of-town gangs have been wiped out.

Their Flame Camp won this war.

The war is won.

The opportunity to become a commander has also arrived!

Everyone couldn't help but excitedly talk about it, discussing who had a chance of being selected, and whether they should sign up.

Tang Wen overheard a bit and, knowing that the war was won, felt relieved. He casually found an open space behind the square, relaxed his shoulders, lowered his hips, and began practicing the horse stance.

During the discussion, someone inadvertently turned his head, saw Tang Wen, and couldn't help but exclaim:

"Damn! Still practicing with weights today?"

The voice was loud. After he shouted, everyone slowly turned to look at Tang Wen.

The underground palace square instantly became much quieter.

Looking at Tang Wen, their eyes were complicated.

Tang Wen didn't open his eyes; he was used to seizing the time to practice.

Otherwise, when you encounter a strong enemy, and then say that you wasted your time and failed the attribute panel,

that would truly be like meeting Tony Leung on Andy Lau's rooftop—wanting to be a good person, but it's too late.

The enemy won't let you go home and practice for three years before having a final showdown with you.

Tang Wen's center of gravity was like mercury, and mercury is smooth and adaptable. He seemed to be on a wave, rising and falling slowly, with a strong sense of rhythm.

If someone who had never practiced martial arts or stances came to see it, they would feel that he was practicing with great beauty.

In the square, some people laughed, some shook their heads, some had gloomy faces, and some even wanted to kick him.

But they just slowly turned around and left the underground palace.

An hour later, Tang Wen appeared in the cafeteria.

He was no longer wearing weights.

A guard put away the smile on his face:

"I knew it! He practices so hard; he'll definitely participate in the selection."

"Great! I think the spots for this commander selection will be taken by those two."

"It hasn't even started yet! We'll see after the fight."

"Fight? Heh!"

"..."

Tang Wen ignored the gazes of others, greeted those he knew, and sat down at the table with his sister, An Lei, and Zhang Lin.

"You're not wearing weights, so it seems you're saving your energy to prepare for the selection?" Zhang Lin's voice was neither loud nor soft.

Tang Wen picked up a cornbread bun and took a bite, noncommittally, and asked, "What about you? Are you also participating?"

Zhang Lin nodded heavily: "Captain, my small goal is to first become a captain. What about you?"

Those who heard this quietly perked up their ears.

Tang Wen glanced at him: "To be honest, I don't really want to leave the underground palace. Here, the food and lodging are good, and I don't have to do anything every day except practice. If I encounter problems, I can directly ask Old Xia; it's so comfortable."

Zhang Lin laughed: "Good heavens! Find you a wife, and you could stay here for the rest of your life, right?"

Tang Wen suddenly thought of Zhou Bing, recalling what he saw in the cave that night...it was still unforgettable to him.

If he had such a wife, it wouldn't be bad.

Hmm, what am I thinking?

Practicing martial arts and skills is the most important thing.

After eating, they went to the underground palace square.

Tang Wen, Zhang Lin, An Lei, and many unfamiliar guards, a total of twenty or thirty people, stood out to sign up for the selection.

"Good! Those temporarily staying here from the hunting team can pack up and go home!"

"The ordinary soldier assessment is in the morning, and the selection starts at 2 PM. Everyone is not allowed to be late."

The assessment is aimed at the hunting soldiers and guards to see how their martial arts training has been recently.

It's like a student's final exam or a salaried worker's performance review.

If you don't do well on the test, if you don't meet the performance goals, you'll have your allowance or salary cut!

The same goes for hunting soldiers and guards. The assessment is recorded. If you fail once, for example, if your strength or speed declines, you'll be placed under observation.

After a period of time, you'll be assessed again. If you still fail, you'll be demoted to the ordinary soldier camp.

When you've practiced enough, you can apply to come back.

It's a bit like the repeating system in some schools.

Bad grades?

Pay to repeat the year.

Didn't do well on the college entrance exam?

Pay to do another year.

The three of them didn't have much stuff. They packed up Zhou Bing's clothes and bundled them into a large package.

Tang Tang carried a package on her back and Tang Wen followed behind, carrying two packages.

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They went back the same way they came.

The siblings still walked through the tunnel.

When they got home, they swept and cleaned the courtyard, and by the time they were done, it was noon.

Tang Wen was about to take his sister to the hunting camp for a free meal.

Suddenly, the door opened.

"Sister Bing?!" Tang Tang was pleasantly surprised, ran over and hugged Zhou Bing, jumping and bouncing.

The ice beauty smiled and hugged Tang Tang, for about three seconds, and then opened her arms.

"Eh?" Tang Tang blinked, she still had a lot to say.

Looking at Zhou Bing again, she had already turned and opened her arms, pouncing on Tang Wen, hugging him tightly.

Hiss!

This figure, Tang Wen's throat rolled. After hesitating for a moment, he also wrapped his arms around her waist.

Sister Bing, you and I are life-and-death friends, don't test me like this.

I can handle anything, except temptation!

On the other side, Tang Tang opened her mouth, a hint of joy flashing in her eyes.

"Let me hug you for a while."

"Okay." Tang Wen was suffering and happy.

When he first transmigrated, he was as skinny as a stick. After several attribute enhancements, his height finally reached 1.7 meters.

But in front of the supermodel-level Zhou Bing, it was still not enough to see.

His cheek sank into her fragrant softness, and his hands couldn't help but hug her tighter.

Tang Tang had already silently counted to three hundred in her heart, and seeing that the two hadn't separated yet, she tiptoed over and closed the door.

But the wooden door "creaked", bringing the two back to their senses.

Zhou Bing noticed Tang Wen's change, blushed, and quickly turned around to talk to Tang Tang.

Tang Wen bent over, as if remembering something he hadn't taken, and hurriedly returned to the house, coming out after a while.

"Was this trip dangerous?"

"It's just training! It was alright."

"Then it sounds dangerous."

Zhou Bing smiled helplessly.

On the way to the cafeteria, the three were talking.

After finishing lunch, the three of them came out of the hunting camp cafeteria, slowly walking towards the inner city square.

Along the way, they met many comrades and guards.

Tang Wen and Zhou Bing constantly greeted others.

To their surprise, Tang Tang also knew a lot of people, and many acquaintances exchanged greetings.

At two o'clock, the assessment of hunting soldiers and guards came to an end.

Tang Wen, Zhou Bing, and the others who participated in the captain and commander selection entered the field.