Logistics department.
The school's logistics building.
On Saturday, Wang Teng took advantage of his free time and went to the logistics building.
The first floor of the logistics building was mainly responsible for some trivial matters in the school, such as collecting the school uniform, checking credits, consulting questions, and so on.
The second floor was the exchange office. The school adopted a credit exchange system. Students could use their credits to exchange for various resources, including pills, weapons, and so on.
The third floor was the mission acceptance office.
Wang Teng's goal today was to go to the mission acceptance office.
He had long heard that the martial arts school had a mission system. Usually, students would only have the chance to leave the school after receiving a mission.
To Wang Teng, it was really troublesome that he couldn't leave the school.
Hence, after a week of classes, he decided to go to the mission acceptance office to take a look.
Also, he could earn credits by doing missions. His ability was enough to support him to complete missions within 3-star levels.
He went straight to the third floor and walked out of the lift. The door was facing a front desk. There was a staff member guarding there.
Behind the front desk, there were rows of self-service machines that looked like bank ATMs. They were as tall as a person.
At this moment, most of the machines were operated by students.
The staff at the front desk glanced at Wang Teng and ignored him. However, some students recognized Wang Teng. After being slightly surprised, they understood.
The other freshmen might not be able to receive missions, but Wang Teng's ability was definitely more than enough.
Wang Teng ignored everyone's gazes. He was used to all kinds of gazes these days. Anyway, they couldn't kill him.
He walked to an unmanned self-service machine.
These self-service machines were operated by idiots. It was obvious at a glance.
Following the instructions, he took out his student card and inserted it into the card slot.
"Beep, student card!"
A few windows appeared on the screen.
Military mission, police mission, City Protection Bureau mission, alternate world mission, school mission …
…
Wang Teng thought for a while and randomly clicked on one of them.
City Protection Bureau mission:
Mission description: Assist the staff of the City Protection Bureau in investigating the abnormalities in Yanshui Village. It is suspected that a high-level snake-type exotic beast has appeared. It has strong attack power and is poisonous.
Requirement: 1-star soldier level
Reward: 5 credits
…
The missions of the City Protection Bureau were mostly about exotic beasts and star beasts. They were to monitor the surroundings and prevent any existence that could threaten humans.
Police Mission:
Mission Description: Capture and kill a 1-star wood-elemental soldier-level martial warrior who escaped to the East China Sea. The criminal is good at saber techniques and has killed five people. He is extremely cruel.
Requirement: Peak 1-star soldier-level martial warrior.
Reward: 15 credits.
Mission Description: Assist the City Protection Bureau in protecting the daughter of the chairman of the Longhai Group. Due to the vicious business competition, it is known that three foreign martial artists have infiltrated Donghai.
Requirement: 2-star soldier level.
Reward: 20
…
School Mission:
Quest Description: Head to Mount Chunhua to pick ten stalks of Illusion Grass. This spiritual herb has a hallucinatory effect and is often guarded by high-level beasts.
Requirement: 1-star soldier level
Academic credits: 10
…
Wang Teng looked at every window. There were all kinds of missions for students to choose from.
These missions came from various official organizations, and they had quite a number of martial artists themselves. Perhaps they did not have enough manpower, or for some other reason, they could not do it themselves, so they entrusted these missions to the martial artists from various schools.
Of course, it wasn't without the intention of nurturing the academy's martial artists.
After all, if the martial artists nurtured by the school did not experience actual combat, they might not be able to adapt and take on important responsibilities.
It was just like in his previous life. Many people compared the school to an ivory tower. The students who just graduated were like a blank piece of paper. They did not know anything and had so little experience that people were speechless. When they entered various companies, they still had to undergo on-the-job training.
Martial artists were different from normal students.
No one would give them on-the-job training. If a normal student made a mistake, they could still correct it. However, if a martial artist made a mistake, they might lose their life.
The consequences were too serious.
Also, the difficulty of the missions varied. However, the minimum requirement was that the martial artist was a 1-star soldier-level martial warrior.
Wang Teng was speechless. After entering university, the circle was indeed different. Any random mission had to be done by a martial artist.
However, before entering university, it was hard to even meet a martial artist.
It had to be said that the world of martial artists was indeed very far away from the world of martial artists. What they knew was only the surface.
The world of martial artists that the ordinary people thought of was not the real world of martial artists.
It was not hard to tell from these missions that the reason why the ordinary people could live a stable life was because there were many martial artists who dealt with all kinds of dangers in unknown places.
…
The machine also introduced some things that needed to be taken note of.
For example, the mission could be accepted alone or as a team. However, once the mission was accepted, the mission could not be revealed to other unrelated people.
Another example was if the mission was not completed by oneself and gave up halfway, or if the mission failed due to various reasons, according to the punishment mechanism, the corresponding credits would be deducted.
…
Wang Teng spent half an hour studying the system and made a decision in his heart.
He planned to take on a short-term mission during the weekend. Not only could he leave the school, but he could also familiarize himself with the mission process in advance.
Wang Teng chose a school mission and went to Mount Chunhua to pick Illusion Grass.
Mount Chunhua was only two hours away from Donghai. One day was more than enough for a round trip.
As for the hallucinogenic effect of the Illusion Grass or the guardian beast, Wang Teng did not take it to heart. With his ability, he could handle it.
After Wang Teng accepted the mission, he left the logistics building. He looked at the time and then went to the Martial Arts Club.
The Martial Arts Club had already informed him two days ago to report to the club.
Today was the appointed time.
When he arrived at the Martial Arts Club building, he went straight to the fifth floor. He walked to a meeting room and pushed the door open.
The room was already full of people. When they heard the door open, they all turned to look.
"Wang Teng, you're the last one!" Zhuang He, who was sitting at the head of the table, smiled faintly.
"Sorry, sorry. It's my first time in the Martial Arts Club. I got lost," Wang Teng said casually.
"…" Everyone was speechless.
Who are you trying to fool?
"Alright, Wang Teng, take a seat first. Since everyone is here, I'll say a few words," Zhuang He said.
Wang Teng nodded and took a seat.
Zhuang He said, "The president and a few vice presidents are out on a mission and won't be back for a while. I'm the only one left now, so today I'll organize a meeting between the new and old members to get to know each other."
After everyone got to know each other, he introduced the responsibilities and benefits of the Martial Arts Club. It was similar to what Chen Su and Yang Lin had said before.
"That's all for today. Yang Lin, show these juniors around the Martial Arts Club building," Zhuang He said as he looked at Wang Teng.
"Junior Wang Teng, stay. Let's have a chat."
The new members could not help but glance at Wang Teng. Then, Yang Lin led them to the Martial Arts Club building.
Wang Teng sat in his seat and was surrounded by seniors. They were all smiling at him. More than ten pairs of eyes stared at him, making his scalp tingle.
"Seniors, although I've joined the Martial Arts Club, I'm not selling my body."
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