Monsters Are Coming-Chapter 1081 - 291: The Answer Is Almost Clear

Without external energy replenishment, most of the trainees have already reached their limit.

If this continues, all the trainees will die here.

This is the most brutal aspect of the Reverse Tide Training Camp, much like the random drop trial in the graduation assessment; luck is a key factor in survival.

The probability of encountering an Evil Wind outbreak is extremely low, yet they encountered it.

Seeing one comrade after another fall into a state of Qi-Blood exhaustion, Li Zheng and the Liver Emperor Group players were also incredibly anxious.

"Damn, if this Evil Wind doesn't stop, we'll all die here," Chi Tu angrily said in the team voice channel.

"We have to get the brothers in Imperial Tomb Village to buy some Location Transmission and take the brothers back to the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range; I won't allow them to die here." At that moment, Family Share suggested an idea.

Upon hearing this, Li Zheng also had a thought:

"Don't panic, there's no need for Location Transmission. We won't be able to explain it to Elder You and the others afterward. What we lack now is a recovery channel. There's plenty in the store. If worse comes to worst, we'll use them."

"Brother Li, we'll follow your lead," Killing Intent immediately nodded.

As time passed, the intensity of the Evil Wind remained steady, yet showed no signs of diminishing; it continued to howl fiercely.

The relay of Qi Blood Shield continued and soon reached the Liver Emperor Group.

They didn't hesitate and decisively took over. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

However, compared to other trainees using Qi Blood woven shields, players mastered the Life Soul Blood Shield, which had higher defense strength and lower consumption.

Additionally, Chi Tu released a Light Shield, which didn't consume Qi Blood Energy at all.

Their endurance far exceeded that of the other trainees.

Yet, there were still no signs of the Evil Wind abating.

Facing this dire situation and generating a Blood Shield to resist the Evil Wind, Li Zheng turned his head to look at Ghost Pupil, who already appeared listless:

"Tongzi, my Blood Shield lasts four times longer than yours; impressive, huh?"

Ghost Pupil glanced sideways at him:

"If the Evil Wind doesn't stop, and we don't get external energy replenishment, we'll all die here, and you're still in the mood to ask me this?"

"It's you all who'll die; our Player Clan will likely all be resurrected; how could we really die?"

Ghost Pupil: …

Other trainees: …

"Bastard! (x130)"

Soon, Li Zheng's energy was also depleted, and Chi Tu took over.

Faced with the relentless Evil Wind, trainees from all clans had prepared to confront death directly.

In their view, once the Player Clan's trainees' energy was depleted, they'd face the ruthlessness of the Evil Wind next.

In their current state, they couldn't possibly withstand the Evil Wind's onslaught.

Ghost Pupil then yanked the necklace from around their neck, turned to Li Zheng, and said:

"Mover, when you die, can't you take your belongings with you? Take this necklace back to my clan for me."

"How about giving it to me?"

"I'll give it to your grandpa. This is my clan's token; how could I give it to you," Ghost Pupil replied with a laugh and a scold, then started coughing violently before tossing the necklace over.

Li Zheng glanced down at the necklace after catching it, not expecting the necklace Ghost Pupil had been reluctant to give would end up in his hands this way.

Although tempted, he understood how important this item was to Ghost Pupil.

It was clear Ghost Pupil was genuinely prepared to face death.

Seeing no signs of the Evil Wind weakening, Li Zheng turned to the other trainees:

"Any other brothers need to pass on final words or have any last requests? We are brothers after all; I'll take care of it."

Hearing such a callous remark from Li Zheng, the other trainees laughed and cursed.

Yet this action eased the pressure when facing death head-on.

A member of the Ghost Wind Clan then removed a red gemstone from their arm guard and tossed it towards Li Zheng:

"Mover, take this gemstone back to my clan and give it to my sister. Tell her that her brother failed, and she has to take my place in the training camp to retrace the path I came… I let her down."

As the Ghost Wind Clan trainee spoke, their eyes revealed an inescapable bitterness.

Li Zheng fully understood.

Dying on the battlefield was considered an honor, while dying in the training camp was seen as a disgrace by these trainees.

Seeing the others express last words and wishes, Li Zheng decided not to hold back any longer.

Although doing this, he'd surely face the brothers' "unforgiving iron fists" upon returning.

He threw the gemstone back to the Ghost Wind Clan trainee and turned to Ghost Pupil:

"Tongzi, I have something for you too."

With that, Li Zheng took out a bottle of Special Recovery Potion from his Space Bag and tossed it to Ghost Pupil.

Seeing Li Zheng suddenly produce a potion, Ghost Pupil widened their eyes in disbelief but still reached out to catch it and asked:

"Kid, where did you conjure this from?"

Feeling the pure Life Energy leaking from the bottle, Ghost Pupil was filled with confusion.

This assessment required trainees not to carry any non-clan tokens, including any potions or balms used to replenish Physical Strength.

The instructor even conducted a thorough body check before coming.

Yet, this bold mover dared to smuggle things in.

Most importantly, how on earth did he evade the instructor's inspection?

At this moment, something unbelievable happened to Ghost Pupil and the other trainees.

The Player Clan trainees conjured bottle after bottle of potion imbued with pure life force, tossing them around like they were wholesale prices:

Receiving the potions, the trainees were all visibly surprised, unable to comprehend.

And then Li Zheng spoke:

"Stop staring at me and drink up. Do you really want to die here?"

He said this while taking a steaming hot Spirit Meal from his Space Bag, opened the lid amidst the trainees' astonishment, and took a sniff:

"Fragrant!"

Then picked up a piece of char-grilled rib meat with a rich meat aroma.

The meat's surface glistened with a golden oily sheen, and crispy outer skin was sprinkled with a few crystalline grains of sea salt; as he moved, the juices slowly dripped along the texture, creating a tempting and visually impactful scene for the Alien Race trainees who hadn't eaten for days.

Gulp!

Sounds of gulping echoed one after another.

Li Zheng stuffed the piece of meat into his mouth, and his teeth crunched through the crispy skin with a crisp "crack" sound.

The behavior of Li Zheng unsettled the other trainees.

Especially Ghost Pupil.

Memories from a year and a half ago suddenly surged up; thoughts shifted back to the first and second phase of the training camp, filled with arduous memories.

Memories started from the Player Clan's first impactful impression during the canteen battle.

It was this initial interaction and the subsequent torment brought by the Player Clan that earned them complete admiration.

Yet one question troubled him for a long time.

Why were the Player Clan bastards so resistant to hunger?