"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine"

"Ten thousand!"

"Phew, the daily task is finally completed."

The daily tasks of this system actually increase as his strength increases.

As a result, he had to spend a lot of time on daily practice, and most of the remaining time was spent fighting monsters to hone his practical experience.

This also meant that it took him more than half a month to arrive at the Northeast Base City.

However, this feeling of increasing strength every moment fascinated him. If it weren't for the half-yearly warrior assessment, he really wouldn't want to arrive at the Northeast Base City so early.

Not far away, in the snowy world, there is a giant steel beast holding a semicircular protective shield crawling there.

"We're here, I wonder if Qian Bao is in the city."

Qinhao looked at the city from a distance and thought to himself.

Dragging a huge animal skin, which contains all kinds of hunted monsters.

Under the surprised eyes of a group of people, I slowly walked to the sentry point outside the city gate.

"Convert all of this into money for me."

"Okay, okay, sir."

"The head of Earthly Dragon is worth 8 million Chinese coins."

"The red scorpion's tail, with seven sections, is worth 4 million Chinese coins."

"The head of the great ape contains brains and is worth 3 million Chinese coins."

......

"Sir, the calculation has been completed. The total is 370 million Chinese coins. This is your card."

"Okay, I understand."

Taking the card casually, Qinhao walked towards the city.

Now, money is just a number in his eyes. If it weren't for buying nutrient solution, he wouldn't bother bringing the parts of these monsters over.

Precisely because only parts and components are brought over, the price has also shrunk significantly. If you bring them all, there is no problem in increasing the price several times.

"Wow, this lord is a warrior, I guess. I know about the powerful ape. Only a warrior is invincible as an adult."

"Nonsense, that Red Scorpion is already at the level of an intermediate beast general. What kind of strength do you think this adult has?"

......

In the eyes of everyone in awe, he walked into the city.

Qinhao was not in a hurry to find Qian Bao.

I found a hotel, spent some money, got a room, and sent the waiter to buy him two sets of clothes.

He rinsed his body.

"Now with my strength, I can barely establish myself here. The Jia family shouldn't be able to threaten him. Do you still want to find Qian Bao? Forget it, it's better to meet him so that he can give an explanation to Fatty Qian."
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"However, before that, you must first sign up for the quasi-martial artist assessment."

After taking a shower, Qinhao walked out of the hotel refreshed, facing the rising sun, and looking at the busy streets, he couldn't help but feel like he was in another world.

After half a month of life-and-death fighting, I was used to seeing monsters and blood. Suddenly I saw the quiet scene of time, but I felt a little uncomfortable.

When he walked into the Extreme Martial Arts Gym, the various sounds of training reached his ears, which reminded him of the time he spent training in the Martial Arts Gym half a month ago, and he couldn't help but feel a little crazy.

"Boy, why are you so dazed? A good dog doesn't block the road."

A domineering voice brought Qinhao back to reality.

A young man with oily hair and a pink face was shouting angrily at Qinhao.

After saying that, he turned around with an apologetic smile and showed his hospitality to a girl in sportswear with a heroic appearance.

"Wanru, let's go inside, don't delay the assessment time because of irrelevant country bumpkins."

"Assessment? What assessment?"

Qinhao was about to fight back when he suddenly heard the assessment mentioned by this person and hurriedly asked.

"A country bumpkin is a country bumpkin. I really don't know which corner you jumped out of. You don't even know about such a big thing."

The oily-headed fan was even more proud when he saw Qinhao questioning him. This further proved that his previous guess was correct, that this was a country bumpkin who jumped out of nowhere.

"Zhao Qing!"

"Brother, we are going to take part in the quasi-martial arts examination. Time is urgent. Let's talk back."

After saying that, the girl named Wanru nodded apologetically to Qinhao and walked inside.

"The quasi-martial artist assessment? Are you late? No, it should start on July 1st, there should be a few days left. Go and take a look first."

Qinhao followed closely.

When he walked through the hall and came to the spacious training hall at the back, a group of people had already gathered around him.

"Everyone, don't crowd. Get in line. Those whose names I call will come to the front."

A middle-aged man dressed as a warrior, holding a palmtop computer in his hand, said.

"Luo Feng!"

"Huh?"

Qinhao was surprised. Is the original protagonist here?

The next moment, a tall and strong man walked up to the man.

"It turns out it's just the same name. Just say, Jiangnan Base City is thousands of kilometers away from here. How could you come here to take the assessment?"

Luo Feng handed over his ID card and student ID card.

"Beep!"

The ID card and senior student ID card were swiped across the handheld computer respectively, and messages appeared one after another on the screen of the handheld computer.

"Hope you can pass today."

"Thank you." Luo Feng also said.

The electric sliding door of the training hall opened automatically. At the same time, a soldier holding an assault rifle stepped forward and followed Luo Feng in. The door closed again.

"Du Zhijun"

"Guan Youli"

"Han Shengyu"

The people whose names were called walked in one by one.

"Zhao Qing"

"Qin Wanru"

Soon, the two people Qinhao met just now also went in.

The middle-aged warrior is ready to put away his handheld computer.

"Wait a minute, brother, I'm here for the assessment too, why is my name not there?"

"Your student ID card and ID card."

"Drip."

"You didn't sign up, so you're not on the list this month."

"Brother, am I making a mistake? I remember that all prospective warriors were assessed on July 1st. Didn't this group of people just sign up?"

Qinhao asked knowingly.

"That was before. The situation this month is special, so it was announced a few days in advance. TV and the Internet broadcast it on a rolling basis. You don't know who to blame. Come back next month."

"Brother, please excuse me. This exam is very important to me."

"There's nothing I can do."

"What happened?"

At this time, an old man with gray hair passed by and asked.

"Old Bai, he didn't sign up for the quasi-martial artist assessment, but insisted on going in to take part. This is not causing trouble."

"Oh?"

"Old man, I really didn't know that the registration time had been changed. This assessment is very important to me."

"The quasi-martial artist assessment is important to everyone, but nothing can be done without rules. Just sign up and take part next month."

"Old man, if you'll excuse me, I'll tell you the truth. I'm already a warrior. I just lost track of time while fighting monsters in the wilderness."

"Huh?"

"You don't make drafts when you're bragging." The middle-aged warrior standing next to him snorted coldly.

"Really, I don't dare to deceive you. Let's do this. If you let me in, if I don't reach the level of intermediate combat soldier, you can just cancel my results!"

"Nonsense, the assessment of prospective martial artists is a very fair matter. If you think you want to cancel it, just cancel it. I will lose the reputation of my extreme martial arts school."

"How old is my little friend this year?"

"18 years old!"

"Haha, okay, if it's true as you said, an 18-year-old mid-level soldier is worthy of me making an exception for you."

"Child, let me teach you a truth. Rules are meant to restrict the weak and mediocre. For the strong, rules are meant to be broken."

"Understood, thank you, Uncle Bai."

"Okay, Xiao Sun, record the message for him and hurry in."

"Yes!"

"Boy, I'll take you to the assessment venue. You'd better be as strong as an intermediate warrior, otherwise, you'll be in trouble. Also, don't run around! You only have permission to enter the Extreme Guild Hall Test Hall and are not allowed to enter other areas.

If you violate the rules, even if I don't take action, the brothers patrolling the community will."

The middle-aged man threatened and warned Qinhao, and finally smiled at him.

After a while, Qinhao came inside, where many people gathered together in twos and threes, chatting.

"You're from the countryside, you've come in too."

While Qinhao was looking at his surroundings, Zhao Qing, whom he had met before, came over again and said.

Qinhao was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he found a seat and sat down.

Next to him, a strong man with a beard said: "Che, you are still talking about me. With your nerve reaction speed, I am afraid you will have to practice hard for another two or three years."

"Fart, I will definitely pass this time, but your surname is Du. Look at how thin you are. The first level of the boxing strength test is too tough. You should still worry about you."

Various noisy sounds came into his ears. Qinhao listened for a while. Most of them were worried about his own assessment results.

Yes, this is equivalent to the carp leaping over the dragon's gate test. If you pass it, you will be a quasi-warrior from now on, and your salary and status will rise straight up, crossing the hierarchy.

No, I'm sorry, you are still a senior student and nothing.

Therefore, they couldn't help but be nervous. Once upon a time, he had been dreaming about taking this kind of exam many times at midnight.

But the strength of the junior students made him understand that this was a luxury. This was once the place of his dreams. As long as he could stand here, he would be satisfied.

But now, he can sit here calmly and wait for the assessment to begin.

For others, the assessment requires careful preparation and anxiety, but for Qinhao now, it is just a process.

"Quiet." A cold voice came from the center of the lobby.

Immediately, the two dozen or so people present turned their heads and saw a middle-aged man wearing loose practice clothes walking in with a man in military uniform.

Behind this man were two young men in military uniforms.

"Come on, follow me upstairs. You will take the quasi-martial arts assessment immediately. Remember, be alert when you go upstairs. The Chief Instructor and General Zhou will come to see you for the assessment today. Don't cause trouble."

"Yes." Whether it was the arrogant bearded man before or Zhao Qing, everyone responded respectfully.

"Chief instructor? General Zhou" Qinhao couldn't help but guess.

He knew what a chief instructor meant. There was one extreme martial arts gym and 12 extreme martial arts gyms in a base city. The owners of the extreme martial arts gyms in each district were called instructors. The owners of the extreme martial arts gyms at the headquarters were called "instructors".

As the chief instructor.

How could an ordinary quasi-warrior assessment alarm him?

Who is General Zhou? He should be from the military. What is he doing?

Qinhao glanced at the two young soldiers following the middle-aged man. They had an extraordinary bearing and walked with a trace of evil spirit.

At first glance, he is not easy to mess with. He is someone who came out of a fight.

After contacting the former General Zhou and the chief instructor, Qinhao made a rough guess about the matter.

"Interesting."
Chapter completed!