Monsters Are Coming-Chapter 1084 - 292: Undeletable Memories_3

"Monster World provides this tribe with immense nutrients for growth. The Destiny Clan's development is incredibly fast, and they already have the potential to dominate the Pale Continent Region."

"As for the later story, you can probably guess. The Reverse Tide God gathered the local tribes and established the Reverse Tide Army to reclaim their homeland, making the Destiny Clan naturally a thorn in our side."

"However, at that time, the Reverse Tide God didn't choose to use force to suppress the Destiny Clan. He knew that the newly formed Reverse Tide Army was still in its most crucial development stage, and the next wave of the Black Tide's offensive could come at any moment. So he proposed a transaction negotiation to the then Destiny Clan Leader."

"The Destiny Clan Leader agreed to this request."

"No one knows the specific content of that transaction negotiation, but the outcome was the Destiny Clan's failure. The entire tribe was sealed with resources underground in this valley, and the baleful wind emanating from the Throat Splitting Valley is the Destiny Clan members buried deep underground breathing, which is why the evil wind appears to surge back and forth, like breathing in and out."

After hearing the story, Li Zheng looked disdainful:

"Just made up, right? The evil wind is breathing, so what's with the sudden violent evil wind? Are the members of the Destiny Clan having a seizure underground?"

A student from the Ghost Wind Clan, hearing this, grinned and said:

"I already said it's a story. After all these years, who knows if it's true or not, nor do I know where my elder heard it from. It could be made up out of boredom."

"Another possibility is that your elder heard it from some fellow student making it up during the Baleforce Body Tempering assessment at the Fifth Training Camp, just like you now." Chi Tu analyzed with a serious expression, resting his chin on his hand.

"Hahaha."

Hearing Chi Tu's explanation, the students couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"After surviving on the front line for 2 years, we are required to return to serve as combat instructors for a while. By then, I will pass your elder's story down to the next batch of reserve students. As it's passed down through generations, the fake becomes the real."

Ghost Pupil's words once again made everyone laugh heartily.

With no worries, the oppressive atmosphere on the scene vanished instantly, and everyone joked, told stories, and talked about future prospects.

During this time, a feast every two days became a necessity.

The expenses for these aspects were spent using sacrificial power, but Li Zheng and the Liver Emperor Group players didn't care. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Their primary purpose for playing games, besides fun, had been monetary gain.

This is also the origin of Li Zheng's game name "Game Working Party."

However, in Monster World, they also gained a precious friendship incomparable to money with their brothers.

This feeling outweighs any material things.

During the more than a year in the training camp, they had already developed a tacit understanding that needed no words.

Especially after battle formation training, a glance was enough to understand each other's thoughts, and a gesture could convey decisions.

The instructors often said, when on the battlefield, comrades were more reliable than weaponry.

Li Zheng, as a player, never found this claim laughable.

The safety provided by entrusting his back to them was more reassuring than the most solid armor.

This feeling was completely different from his past gaming experiences.

In the past, the Liver Emperor Group had pursued virtual wealth as their core value, measuring the significance of each dungeon and adventure by game gold coins.

But in this world, they felt they found something more precious than any equipment. Those silhouettes walking shoulder to shoulder through storms would also be unforgettable memories for a lifetime.

There was a time they were willing to grind monotonous dungeons repeatedly for game gold coins.

But now, he was willing to exchange all his sacrificial power for this group of brothers to live one more day.

This was a friendship that numbers couldn't measure, a bond not exchangeable by transactions.

Throughout the arduous struggle of the past year, while not biological brothers, this deep connection was akin to brotherhood.

How could the floating and changing sacrificial power numbers in his personal space bag compare to this group of brothers?

As the family sharing once said: When I grow old and can no longer play Monster World, I will certainly recall the days of burning blood with those beasts in the training camp, an indelible save in my memory.

The special training continued, but they lived the torturous days as if they were on a carefree vacation.

With shield rotations, time passed day by day under the attacks of evil wind, and the intensity gradually returned to normal.

Calculating roughly, the end of special training wasn't far off.

For safety considerations, they decided not to eat for the next few days and stopped releasing the Qi Blood Barrier alternately.

When the Qi Blood Barrier dissipated, the evil wind immediately swept in.

Except for Long Gen who let out a joyful cheer, the rest of the students uttered pig-killing shrieks.

Seeing their miserable appearances, Li Zheng and the Liver Emperor Group brothers secretly activated Life Connection and Scattering Attribute, transferring their suffering to the wailing brothers.

Suddenly, the shrieks turned even more shrill.

Li Zheng and his Liver Emperor Group brothers also joined in the wailing, their calls louder than any other student present.

On this day, the air suddenly trembled, and the distant evil wind dispersed on its own, as if fearfully giving way to a path.

"Shut up, all of you!" Ghost Pupil said decisively, seeing this scene with his four pupils simultaneously rotating.

Hearing the reminder, members of all tribes immediately realized something, decisively suppressing their screams at their throats, and raised their heads to look.

Only to see a majestic figure approaching with heavy steps.

The Magic Shield Instructor had arrived.

With every step he took, the ground cracked with web-like fissures, not deliberately but simply because of his sheer body weight.

The Magic Shield Instructor's enormous body was clad in pitch-black Mystic Armor, each breath carrying a deep Qi-Blood rumble.

Before reaching them, the heavy suppression already swept over.

The invisible "aura" radiated from the Magic Shield Instructor as the center, continuously expanding. He walked directly to the cliff wall. Under his helmet, two points of scarlet light swept across everyone present, and in that instant, all students felt entirely seen through, from bone strength to Qi-Blood flow, even the most hidden thoughts in their hearts.

Just when the students wondered why Magic Shield didn't announce the end of special training.

At this time, Magic Shield was also feeling incredibly perplexed.

He had shifted through multiple regions in succession, and every training group looked extremely miserable.

Even two regions had encountered abnormal evil winds, with students almost entirely wiped out, having no intact place on them, urgently sent back to the camp for rescue.

Yet, these guys were doing perfectly fine instead.

Each one had glossy skin, Qi-Blood abundant, showing no signs of having undergone Evil Wind Body Refining.

The scars from evil wind on their bodies, compared to students from other regions, couldn't even be called: injuries.

Could it be that the evil wind in this region had weakened abnormally?

This question puzzled Magic Shield.