Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "That's good. They are the best prodigies of the Central Academy this year. Although we still don't know if there are any aberrant prodigies among them, they are still the wealth of our Federation. We cannot afford to lose them." The officer's expression was solemn. Every time these children came here, the pressure on him would be unbelievably heavy. If one of them accidentally died during the hunt, he would definitely not have a good ending.
After some thought, he still felt that it was inappropriate, and so the officer continued to instruct, "Have the special forces on the ground follow as well. Ensure dual protection on the ground and in the air."
"Understood, sir. I'll arrange it right away!" The staff officer replied, and then hurriedly issued the latest order for the special forces on the ground to prepare to move out immediately.
Meanwhile, in the camp, that voice rang out once more, "Next, those students whose names have been heard, please come forward to collect your microchip, combat uniform, and firearms."
Then, they saw a troop of soldiers in front of them bring in a lot of things. Their names were called out one by one, and everyone went to the registration point to collect their items. Ling Lan and the others also collected their microchip, combat uniform, and firearms.
The microchip was the identity card that Ling Lan and the others used to live in this camp. It could store credits dedicated to this camp and be used for spending. In the camp, other than the free accommodation, everything else had to be spent with credits. In other words, if they wanted to live a better life, they had to find ways to earn credits. Hunting was one of them — this was also a way to tell the students that only the strong had the right to live a better life. The concept of the strong being respected was once again reflected here.
Ling Lan followed the instructions on the microchip and inserted it into the communicator on her wrist. She saw that the communicator's previous system had been shut down and a new system had been activated. There was no name on the microchip, only a serial number. Ling Lan's serial number was 017717. Ling Lan glanced at Zilong beside her and saw that his was 017709. It looked like this serial number had been randomly selected from the 50 numbers by the computer, with no pattern to speak of.
There were 1000 credits in the microchip. This surprised Ling Lan a little. Initially, she had thought that there would be nothing inside, but unexpectedly, the camp had still given them some time to adapt, not as unreasonable as she had thought. As long as they could find a way to earn more credits before they used up all 1000 credits, they would be able to survive in this camp.
Thinking about how he was here for the Hunting Course, the ferocious beasts he hunted could be exchanged for Credits. The only question was how much he could exchange for. Of course, Ling Lan definitely had other methods of exchange, but she didn't know about them yet. However, Ling Lan wasn't in a hurry. After all, they would probably stay here for no less than three months, or even longer. There was plenty of time to slowly figure everything out.
Ling Lan then put on her combat uniform. The size of the uniform matched her figure perfectly. The academy must have sent their information to the military beforehand, which was why they were able to get a fitting uniform here.
Receiving these items, the students' initially uneasy hearts finally settled down a little. The combat uniform had a certain level of defensive capability, able to withstand two or three attacks from H-class savage beasts, giving the students a little more capital to protect themselves. Meanwhile, the firearms were all standard beam handguns, only for self-defence. This was to prevent the students from using firearms to fight their way out if they encountered multiple savage beasts and were trapped in a desperate situation...
The Hunting Course required students to use their own specialised cold weapons to deal with savage beasts. This was also why Ling Lan had taken two high-performance alloy blades. Ling Lan was very good with both hands when it came to short blade-type cold weapons, especially her right hand — it could be said to have reached the pinnacle of mastery. However, Ling Lan's left hand was actually really good at the tri-edge stiletto. However, in this era, almost no one knew how to use a tri-edge stiletto, so Ling Lan had no choice but to shelve it. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to explain how she had learned it.
Ling Lan slid one of the high-performance alloy short blades into the outer thigh pocket of her combat uniform, while the other was tucked into the belt at the back of her waist. The one at the back of her waist was prepared for her left hand. In a moment of crisis, she would be able to draw out the short blade in time to slay a savage beast.
Ling Lan had always been a dual-wielding combat fighter, but in order to hide her true strength, she had only presented herself as a right-handed combat fighter.
After preparing everything, Ling Lan looked around her. She saw that after the students had put on their combat uniforms, their expressions had become calm and relaxed, and she couldn't help but frown.
Indeed, the combat uniform could withstand two or three attacks from H-class savage beasts, but this only meant that the opponent's attack would not be able to break through the combat uniform. The impact of the attack would not be completely neutralised, so there would still be about 30 to 40% of the force that would be reflected back onto the body. If the body wasn't strong enough, the force of the impact would still injure the bones or internal organs, so they definitely couldn't relax just because of this.
According to Ling Lan's thinking, if they could avoid being attacked, then they should avoid being attacked. Otherwise, a single attack would bring about casualties.
Ling Lan reminded Zilong and the others seriously. Initially, they had been rather excited to receive their combat uniforms, but their expressions instantly turned grim. They knew that they had relaxed too early. Just as Ling Lan had reminded them, although the combat uniforms would increase their chances of survival, it didn't mean that it was foolproof. Everything still depended on their own strength to survive in this cruel hunting mission.
When everyone was ready, Ling Lan raised her head to look at the sun that belonged here. Half a day had passed, but it still hadn't moved half a step, still hanging high in the sky.
Ling Lan found a soldier on sentry duty at the camp to ask about the relevant information of this planet. Only then did she understand that the time of day and night here was different from the time of the solar system they lived in. One day was 120 hours long, and the same was true for night. The soldier on sentry duty told Ling Lan that the volume of this primitive planet was really too large, so it would take that much time just to rotate once on its own.
As for how they planned to eat and sleep, that would depend on their own judgement. After all, everyone's adaptability was different, and the time they chose to rest was also different.
Ling Lan then asked about the departure time for the hunt, and was told that there would be a car bringing them out of the camp to the hunting grounds in an hour. Ling Lan then decided to go fill her stomach first, otherwise she wouldn't have the strength to hunt if she was hungry.
She then asked about the issue of food, and found out that there was a large canteen here that specifically provided food for the camp members. Meals could be eaten at any time, but they had to be purchased with credits.
Ling Lan didn't ask any more questions, directly leading Zilong and the others to the large canteen. Wu Jiong's team, who had been keeping an eye on Ling Lan's movements, knew what Ling Lan was planning. After some thought, they decided to follow Ling Lan.
The two teams ate the simplest and cheapest fast food in the canteen, using up 50 credits each. Ling Lan found that the camp didn't give them much time to prepare — if they couldn't find a way to earn money in three days, they would run out of food...
While they were eating, Han Jijun suggested that they first go to the place where they could exchange credits to find out how to earn credits. He felt that before they went hunting, they needed to grasp the exchange methods here, especially the exchange methods for savage beasts. They didn't want to kill a savage beast only to come back empty-handed with no credits — that would be too much of a loss.
Ling Lan thought that this made sense, and so everyone ate quickly. They finished their meal in just a few minutes, and then hurried over to the place where they could exchange credits to ask about the various methods of exchanging credits. They found that the only path left for the scouts was hunting.
It looked like the camp was also afraid that the scouts would put the cart before the horse in order to survive, neglecting the purpose of their trip. Thus, the camp had fixed the method of exchanging credits for the scouts. Fortunately, most of the savage beasts they hunted were all very valuable — as long as they had a good harvest every day, they definitely wouldn't starve to death.
Ling Lan spent another 100 credits to buy a catalog of savage beasts on this planet, and saved it in her communicator.
Although Ling Lan's heart ached a little at the cost of this 100 credits, she felt that it was well worth it. The information on the savage beasts in the catalog was very complete — their physical characteristics, attack methods, strengths and weaknesses, as well as their skills were all clearly described. Not only that, the catalog also detailed the prices of all the different parts of the savage beasts. This way, when they went hunting, they could choose to exchange for the more valuable savage beasts, so that they could earn more with the same amount of effort.
After preparing all this, Ling Lan led her team to the gathering point of the scouts. Because Wu Jiong's lackeys didn't know what Ling Lan's team was planning, they ate rather slowly. By the time they finished eating and came out, there was no sign of Ling Lan's team, so they could only resentfully return to the gathering point. Thus, they had arrived first.
Not long after, a well-built soldier led a team over. Seeing the little bean buds in front of him, he chuckled and said, "Hey! My dear little ones, I am your team leader for this operation. Please call me 'team leader'. "
Seeing that the attention of the scouts had all been focused on him, he continued to warn them, "In a moment, I will bring you all to the hunting grounds. Remember, listen to my orders and don't act on your own. Otherwise, if you die outside, don't blame me for not reminding you. "
The soldier's words made the hearts of the scouts rise to their throats once more.
"Also, do you all have a team? Those who are team leaders, raise your hands, "said the soldier.
Among the scouts, Ling Lan included, six small hands were raised in a scattered fashion. The soldier frowned. He hadn't expected so few of the scouts to form their own teams this time around. Initially, he had thought that if there were teams, their cooperation would be better, and the hunting would be relatively safer. Now, it looked like the situation wasn't as good as he had imagined.
Helplessly, he raised his right hand and shouted, "Those who have teams, the team leader will lead the team to my right. The team leader will stand first. Each team will stand in a row."
Ling Lan and the others quickly came to the soldier's side. Ling Lan's team leader was Zilong. Just like that, when the six teams stood in six rows, it was discovered that Ling Lan's team was the one with the most people, with five people. Meanwhile, the other teams either had four people, or three people. There was even one team that only had two people.
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