Edge of Pure Land

Chapter 18 The man named Longque

　　It was already evening when Lu Fuji returned to the camp.

He Sai followed him and said: "Brother Lu, I just went to inquire about it. The reason why Instructor Kashiwagi does not take newcomers on missions is because he always claims that he is injured. Everyone knows it is an excuse, but he dares to be angry. I dare not say it. Major Yuan Qing is in charge of the exploration mission. Everyone thinks well of her. The reason why she is strict is for everyone’s safety.”

“If you follow her on a mission, your survival rate is very high.”

He said: "Major Yuan Qing will also give her merits to some soldiers who perform well. But she has a very bad temper, hates weak and incompetent people, and likes brave and strong people. So when she selects people, she usually He’s also very picky and doesn’t like bringing in waste.”

　　Shika Fuji nodded slightly: "I don't like to bring waste when I'm ranking."

José said with a dark face: "Why do I feel like you are yining and yanging me?"

 Lu Fuji looked innocent: "Do I have it?"

José continued: "It is said that Major Yuan is from a top family in the headquarters, but the people in this family are quite peculiar, they are relatively simple and have a single brain circuit. They generally like brave and reckless men and do not like people who can scheming."

"I see."

　　 Lu Buer touched his chin: "It seems that if you want to explore the mission, you must first gather your numerology."

Whether it is Major Haraharu or Instructor Kashiwagi.

 The power they displayed was of a supernatural level.

 Flame, vine.

 Looking very strong.

 At the moment, they can only accumulate merit slowly and then gather their numerology as quickly as possible.

 This is how you can take the first step.

The camp was in full swing. The construction team repaired the damaged buildings, the handyman team was responsible for setting up traps and trenches in the wilderness, and the people from the material team brought the supplies needed by the soldiers. They were busy and sweating profusely.

 Lu Buer shook his head and said, "Have Luther and Aran seen it?"

He Sai looked around: "No, how can we find a way to notify Lao Zhang?"

 Lu Fujian accurately found a duster in the construction team. He took out a piece of bread from his pocket and walked over. He turned around and said, "Doesn't this guy look familiar to you?"

José was taken aback: "Senior!"

Lin Xiu, a former top student, has not been doing well recently, although the job he got is actually very good, with a fairly generous salary and some benefits.

 But he offended the foreman on the first day he joined the construction team.

 Because the foreman was bullying a thin little girl.

Lin Xiu had interned at a construction site before going into hibernation and had never met anyone of the opposite sex. This little girl might have studied a major that did not suit her gender. Because of her timid and clumsy personality, she was yelled at by her colleagues all day long. He couldn't stand it anymore so he helped.

　　I was targeted unexpectedly.

He did all the dirty work, and even had leftovers to eat.

 Only the little girl hugged him for warmth.

　　When Lu Buer and He Sai came to him, he jumped like a frightened rabbit.

 “You two military masters, I was wrong!”

 He bowed in fear. It was obvious that he had been severely beaten by society in the past two days.

 Even when facing his former disciples, he was still so cautious and humble.

Lu Buer handed out the energy bar in his hand and said comfortingly: "It's okay, we are not here to make trouble with you, we are your juniors! Senior, we are all our own people. We come from the same place, just to interact with each other." Help each other, right?”

José also understood what he meant, took out some food from his pocket and handed it over: "Senior, just do us a small favor. If someone still bullies you, we will beat him."

Lin Xiu was a little moved, and the little girl next to him leaned over to take a look.

 “What are you busy with?”

"You go find a company under the Morgan Group. There is a middle-aged man named Zhang. He used to be the owner of our school's canteen. Do you remember it? After you find him, help us bring him a message, saying that his daughter is here Experience on the front line, but don’t worry too much.”

Lu Fuji thought for a while: "Because we are helping him take care of his daughter."

"Okay, I'll help you." Lin Xiu agreed readily. He gave some of the food to the little girl next to him, then turned around and continued to work.

Although sending messages is not prohibited, he is afraid of getting into trouble.

“If someone bullies you in the future, please ask us for help.”

 Lu Buer glanced at the foreman of the construction team, He Sai sneered and geared up.

The foreman’s face changed obviously.

I didn’t expect that the new members of the construction team would have such a backer.

 “If you dare to bully others again, I will twist your head off.”

Lu Buer said expressionlessly: "Do you understand?"

José showed a fierce expression.

The foreman nodded and bowed, just like a chicken.

Lin Xiu and his little girl were stunned when they saw this scene.

The foreman usually bullied them like a devil, but now facing these two former students, he was as humble as a dog.

It just so happens that the juniors are willing to call him senior.

 This also touched him a little.

“Does he still dare to bully us?”

 The little girl hid behind him and asked.

 “Probably not.”

Lin Xiu clenched the letter in his hand and whispered.

 They come to the front line for construction work every day anyway.

 The intimidating power of the students is always there.

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 After settling this matter, the orphans in troubled times returned to the camp again and were stunned.

 Because the shed has been erected, the gaps are filled with mud.

 Even covered with moss for decoration.

There is also a chimney pipe on the top of the tent, and there must be a fireplace inside.

 “Brother, welcome back.”

Lu Sixian poked her head out of the reserved window, her pretty face stained with mud: "It's going to be deep winter soon. If we don't set up the tent, we will freeze to death. The insulation of the tent will be better."

 The tent on the other side was set up by Jose's cheap wife. This woman was standing at the door with a gentle smile and a cooking shovel in her hand. She was quite virtuous.

 Both tents have plastic panels as doors, making it easy to enter and exit.

 “What about that, Brother Lu…”

José is a little shy again. He doesn't dare to enter the tent now.

Lu Fuji knew what he was thinking, and pushed him in with a sneer: "From now on, everyone will live in their own tents, and don't even think about hanging out with me at night... there is no place for you to sleep."

 “No, Brother Lu! You can’t do this to me!”

 “Congratulations on your first step into adulthood, come on!”

With a bang, the door of the tent next door closed.

Lu Fuji returned to his tent and saw that his military uniform had been hung on the fireplace to dry. The stove was burning brightly, and there were neatly stacked firewood next to it.

 The iron bed that was on the verge of collapse was gone, replaced by two wooden beds facing each other.

 The bedding is neatly folded.

 “You did all this?”

Lu Fuji hesitated for a moment: "Actually, you don't have to be so tired..."

 Lu Sixian raised her head and replied calmly: "This is a skill I learned when I was a reservist. What's more, it is about to enter the depth of winter. If we don't set up a tent, we will all freeze to death."

　　　…”

Lu Fuji was embarrassed.

 The next moment his expression changed slightly.

 Supply box!

 Where is his supply box!

Lu Sixian held two heavy supply boxes in front of him and said expressionlessly: "One of them was sent by the chaplains of the military region, and the other was from before."

Lu Fuji breathed a sigh of relief, checked and found that everything was not missing.

 The lock on the new supply box has not been moved.

 He opened the box, and there was a lot of food this time. Everything from before was doubled, and there were also frozen steaks and lamb legs, soy sauce pork knuckles and soy sauce beef.

 Looking at him, he swallowed hard.

Of course, the most important thing is a sealed cardboard box. There is a golden broken chip lying in the box, which shines brightly under the firelight.

 Memory chip.

This is an advanced memory chip. It is said to contain one of the most popular mixed martial arts in the Federation. It combines the strengths of dozens of boxing styles and is a huge improvement for novices. Lu Fuji wanted to try the memory chip now, but he still said: "Eat first."

Lu Sixian had already cooked the rice and cooked him a bowl of instant noodles with braised eggs, but she herself had just a bowl of ordinary white porridge with just a little more sugar.

The most outrageous thing is that Lu Fuji noticed that she was carefully observing her expression when she was cooking porridge, and planned to stop and apologize if there was anything wrong.

 Even just a little bit of sugar was added.

 “You’re going to eat this?”

Lu Fuji asked: "Why don't you eat more?"

Lu Sixian raised her eyes and replied: "Because I didn't get permission. I was an orphan before. In the orphanage, I could only eat leftovers. It's good to be able to drink porridge here."

She paused and said, "What's more, my brother also asked me to eat sweets."

Lu Fuji was silent for a moment, then stood up and opened a pot of instant noodles, soaked them in hot water, sprinkled the seasoning packets on them and placed them in front of her: "Whatever I eat from now on, you will eat too."

 “Give me half of this bowl of porridge.”

He complained: "Don't make me look like I'm abusing a child."

Lu Sixian looked down at the steaming instant noodles in front of her: "But I am an adult."

 “If you say you are a brat, you are a brat.”

Lu Fuji really couldn't stand it anymore. Although he wasn't used to this feeling of having a family, now this tent was built by others, which made him a little embarrassed.

 “Brother, is it really okay?”

"Can."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

With a slurp, Lu Sixian sucked the last mouthful of instant noodles into her mouth, and drank the noodle soup in one gulp. She licked her lips with unfinished content, and her eyes lit up.

 But she still carefully observed the expression of the boy opposite.

 It wasn’t until he was sure that Lu Bu’er was not angry that he felt relieved.

 This is an experience she has never had before. When she was in the orphanage, others basically used her as a tool. No one had ever given her equal treatment and let her eat with her.

This boy seems to be different from other people in this city.

"Good guy, I'm afraid she wasn't returned because she could eat it." Lu Buer pushed the half-left porridge over, and within three seconds, she showed off all the porridge.

 That’s outrageous

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 That night, the candlelight in the tent went out.

Lu Fuji finally ended the day, lying comfortably on his wooden bed, playing with the memory crystals in his hands, preparing to start self-cultivation at night.

There was no movement from the next door for the time being. It seemed that He Sai was not ready for transformation yet.

 There was one more breathing sound in the tent, and Lu Fuji felt a little unaccustomed to it.

 Because he has become accustomed to being alone, his long life as an orphan has made him wary of everything, including the cheap sister he adopted, who is the object of his wariness.

Lu Fuji's practice of sacred rhythms requires meditation, and the same goes for fusing memory chips.

 So he planned to wait until the little girl fell asleep before talking.

Lu Sixian was obviously not asleep yet. Although she was already lying on the bed and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, her uneven breathing still exposed the fact that she was not asleep.

  Lu Fuji understands her, it is normal to not be able to sleep when coming to a new and unfamiliar environment.

 What's more, living with a boy.

 Lu Fuji is very patient, he can wait.

One hour.

 Two hours.

Three hours.

Lu Sixian's breathing never became even.

 Lu Fuji couldn't hold himself any longer, he would almost fall asleep if he continued like this.

He stood up helplessly and suddenly found a cold light beside the bed opposite.

That's the reflection of the glass piece.

Lu Sixian was actually holding a piece of glass!

Lu Fuji was silent for a moment, and it turned out that the little girl was also wary of him.

"What kind of experience can make a sixteen-year-old girl hold a piece of glass while sleeping? It's the fault of the world to force people like this." Lu Buer has no choice. , he got up and went out with the memory chip, intending to meditate outside.

This is also to prevent Lu Sixian from hurting him when he is not paying attention.

 After all, it is necessary to be on guard against others.

 As for the outside, it is much safer. At least there are drones patrolling in the sky.

Under the darkness of night, Lu Fuji put the memory chip on his forehead. The frequency of his breathing and heartbeat gradually entered a rhythm. The sacred rhythm appeared on his body, and he convulsed in pain.

Sure enough, his God's seed pulsed again, forcibly changing the rhythm of the sacred rhythm. The cancer cells in his body were once again devoured, and life energy was released.

On his forehead, the memory chip suddenly shattered, and a massive amount of memories poured into his brain, impacting his nerves like a flood bursting a bank, deeply affecting an instinct that should not belong to him. Rooted deep in his consciousness, forcibly integrated.

Krav Maga, Karate, Jeet Kune Do, Judo, Sanda, Muay Thai, Tai Chi, Ba Chi.

 Without exception, they are all fighting techniques inherited from the world five hundred years ago.

Just when he was immersed in the fighting skills and couldn't extricate himself, someone pushed him awake.

 “Brother Lu, wake up!”

 Lu Fuji opened his eyes, panting.

José was beside him, with a look of exasperation on his face.

"What's wrong?"

 Lu Fujian asked angrily: "Is the life of husband and wife not harmonious?"

 “Where is this?”

 He Sai said anxiously: "Damn it, my memory chip is a low-level one!"

Lu Fuji was stunned for a moment, and his expression changed:

"you sure?"

“One hundred percent sure, I only learned ordinary military fighting skills.”

 “Damn, that’s too much.”

Lu Fuji's blood pressure rose. Forget it last time someone deducted their supplies.

Someone actually tampered with their chips this time!

If someone is caught who did it, Lu Buer will beat him to death sooner or later.

 It’s just this late at night, and I don’t know where to go to reason.

"At this time, if you want to find someone to report, you don't know who to call, and he can say that the things are hidden by us. In short, they must have the confidence to dare to do such a thing."

Lu Fujian was so angry that Hong Wen said, "We can first go see if other people have this situation... Actually, I have a vague guess about who did it, but I need to confirm it again. If it is really what I guessed, we Only when you become stronger can you beat him to death!"

José nodded vigorously: "Okay, let me go find out first!"

However, at this moment, rapid footsteps sounded.

 Their camp was illuminated by torches.

Judges in black clothes surrounded the place, and a cold murderous aura suddenly filled the air.

 “Hey, long time no see.”

Aoki looked at the two of them and laughed: "They are really brothers in need."

At the end of the black judge is a white-haired man sitting in a wheelchair. He clearly looks like a disabled person, but he gives people an extremely strong sense of oppression.

 Looking at him, my heart skipped a beat.

Finally, there was Major Hara Qing. She was looking at the two teenagers in front of the tent with interest. She suddenly made a grimace and said fiercely: "RUA!"

 Lu Buer and He Sai: “…”

Yuan Qing saw the depressed expressions of the two of them, and showed a proud smile, and hummed softly: "Mr. Longque, these two are newcomers, and they look very stunned. Please be patient."

 “Don’t worry, I’m measured.”

 Longque put his hands on the edge of the chair and looked at the teenagers in front of the tent.

“My name is Long Que, and I am now asking you questions on behalf of the Abnormal Supervision Administration. You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will become important testimony to maintain the security of the military region.”

 He paused: "Of course we have another name, the Inquisition."

 (End of this chapter)