Gao Wu: My freshman internship was a battle on the front lines.

Chapter 53 Ye Feng's Sudden Wealth

The great battle has ended.

Outside the Xuanwu Fortress, the smoke of battle had not yet dissipated, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and burning.

Tens of thousands of soldiers are cleaning up the battlefield.

Although there were only a few thousand low-level beast corpses.

But the meat of exotic beasts is a rare and precious thing!

Furthermore, the fur and bones of these strange beasts are also important raw materials for forging various weapons and magical artifacts.

This is all money!

Everyone enthusiastically dismembered and skinned the various strange beasts.

Then it's time to prepare all kinds of drinks and barbecue.

Everyone was preparing to hold a big celebration banquet.

Meanwhile, Old Zhang and Ye Feng were already on their way back to Jiangcheng.

To be precise, it was Old Zhang sitting in the back seat of a military off-road vehicle, with Ye Feng sitting next to him.

"Let's go! Let's hurry back to Jiangcheng!"

"Those two old bastards, Commander Cao and Director Zhou, are practically fighting tooth and nail over you!"

"You really stole the show this time!"

"But it also saved the entire city of Jiangcheng!"

Ye Feng sat in the back of the car and simply nodded silently.

But his mind wasn't on that at all.

His consciousness was immersed in his personal combat terminal, staring at that string of numbers, and he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

[Host: Ye Feng]

[Cultivation Level: Peak Third Tier (Martial Artist), Peak Second Tier (Psychic Master)]

[Qi and Blood Value: 20000 points]

[Spirit Value: 890 points]

[Talent Attributes: Lightning Step (Purple), Instant (Purple), Swift Wind (Purple), Bloodlust (Purple), Shadow Escape (Blue)]

Kill Points: 19800

[Achievement Points: 20 points.]

19,800 kill points.

What does this mean?

He had fought desperately in continuous battles at Fortresses No. 3, No. 5, and No. 9.

After slaying six fourth-tier beast kings and over a thousand beasts, I only accumulated less than 15,000 points.

This was a pursuit battle from Fortress No. 9 to Xuanwu Fortress.

The instant kill of the early-stage fifth-tier black-scaled giant lizard, combined with the scattered gains from chasing down the fleeing beast horde, directly brought him nearly ten thousand points into his account.

Adding the remaining ones from before, the total number is approaching 20,000.

20,000 kill points.

In addition, there are 20 achievement points.

Most importantly, I gained two innate skills.

In particular, the [Bloodlust] skill played a crucial role in his later slaying of the Beast King and Beast Emperor.

Ye Feng felt his heart pounding happily in his chest, as if he were holding a lively, jumping rabbit.

"I'm rich overnight!" he screamed inwardly. "This is real riches!"

"Once we return to Jiangcheng, as long as we obtain the subsequent martial arts techniques, we can advance to the fourth-tier martial artist level."

He tried hard to control his expression, not letting his smile be too obvious.

But the corners of my mouth still involuntarily turned up.

Old Zhang sat next to him, glanced at him sideways, and looked at him with a strange expression.

What is that child laughing at?

Ever since we came out of Xuanwu Fortress, I haven't stopped smiling the whole way.

Old Zhang has lived for decades and has seen all kinds of young people.

Some are calm, some are flamboyant, some are passionate, and some are taciturn.

But seeing someone like Ye Feng sitting alone in a car, grinning like an idiot, after the battle is truly a first.

"What are you grinning about?" Old Zhang couldn't help but ask.

Ye Feng snapped out of his reverie and composed himself: "It's nothing, Elder Zhang. I was just thinking about some things."

"What could make you so happy?" Old Zhang looked at him with a half-smile. "You're not thinking about killing those strange beasts, are you?"

Ye Feng paused for a moment, then nodded honestly: "I guess so."

"I feel there's still a huge gap between me and a Beast King who's almost at the sixth tier!"

"I must not be arrogant! I must continue to work hard and cultivate my skills diligently!"

Old Zhang's lips twitched.

Is he really addicted to killing strange beasts?

Still think you're not good enough?

You were only at the peak of Tier 2 yesterday! You newbie Night Watchman who I beat to a pulp.

Today, he can chase after tens of thousands of strange beasts and even kill a late-stage fifth-tier beast king with a single strike.

Still think you're not working hard enough?

Haven't we killed enough monsters?

He had lived most of his life and had seen bloodthirsty people and warmongers, but this was the first person to find pleasure in killing strange beasts.

"Ye Feng." His tone became serious. "There's something I want to tell you."

Ye Feng looked at him: "Please speak, Elder Zhang."

"Excessive rigidity leads to breakage."

Old Zhang looked out the car window at the desolate wilderness.

"Your performance at Xuanwu Fortress today was truly amazing. To kill a fifth-tier early-stage beast with a single strike—that feat is unmatched in the entire Jiangcheng and even the entire Shanhe Prefecture."

"but."

He turned his head and looked into Ye Feng's eyes.

"You've revealed too much today."

"Your health and mana are far superior to those of other players of the same level, your fighting style is unpredictable, and you have countless innate skills."

"These things are admired by ordinary people, but coveted by those with ulterior motives."

Ye Feng fell silent.

He understood what Old Zhang meant.

This world has never lacked geniuses.

But only those geniuses who can grow into true geniuses are the ones who truly succeed.

Those that perish halfway through are nothing but a pile of bones.

Ye Feng's eyes flickered slightly.

"What Mr. Zhang means is..."

"Keep a low profile," Old Zhang said, emphasizing each word.

He paused, his tone becoming even more serious.

"Especially those from aristocratic families."

Ye Feng nodded: "I've got it."

Old Zhang looked at him, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

This young man is not only strong, but also clear-headed.

It's rare to see young people who are willing to listen to advice these days.

"But you don't need to worry too much." Old Zhang laughed heartily, his laughter unparalleled in its boldness.

"With me here, those powerful families won't be able to turn the tables in Jiangcheng."

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Thank you, Elder Zhang."

Then he raised his head and slept directly at Old Zhang.

"However! My knife is pretty sharp too; I'll cut down whoever comes near."

"Alright!" Old Zhang waved his hand and leaned back in his chair.

"I love your wild and untamed spirit!"

"Walk!"

"Back to the city!"

……

Jiangcheng.

The city gates were wide open.

The city walls, streets, and city gates were packed with people.

There were soldiers in military uniforms, night watchmen in uniforms, ordinary citizens, vendors, and even reporters carrying cameras.

Everyone was overjoyed.

The message has been sent back.

All three fortresses and Xuanwu Fortress were successfully defended!

Meanwhile, at the military headquarters.

Everyone is waiting!

Waiting for someone to come back!

That person, with only a knife, fought his way through Fortress No. 5 and Fortress No. 9, slaying six fourth-tier alien beast kings and defeating tens of thousands of beast tides.

Then, outside the Xuanwu Fortress, he instantly killed a fifth-tier early-stage alien beast with a single strike and forced back three half-step sixth-tier beast kings.

Such a record is astonishing, not only among the Night Watchmen of Jiangcheng, but also within the entire Night Watch organization.

"I heard that person is only in their early twenties?"

"So impressive in his early twenties? That's unbelievable!"

"I've seen all the videos sent back from the front lines, how could they be fake?"

"My god, a fifth-tier expert in his early twenties? That's terrifying..."

"Not a fifth-tier martial artist, it's said he's only a third-tier martial artist."

"Third tier? Are you kidding me? A third-tier martial artist can kill a fifth-tier beast with a single strike?"

"It's true! But his cultivation level is indeed only at the third level..."

"What kind of monster is this?"

murmurs rose and fell among the crowd, everyone talking about the young man named Ye Feng.