On his first day in the City of Exiles, Lu Chen had a relatively peaceful time. Most of the people here only cared about themselves. Some of them were unreasonable. As long as you didn't provoke them, they wouldn't come looking for trouble.
The other people in the dormitory often went to the battlefield to earn military merits. Once their military ranks rose, they could stay in single rooms. If they had the opportunity to raise their military ranks, they could even leave the City of Exiles and start over.
Of course, that was for people who were wanted by other forces. They had the opportunity to start over, but Lu Chen obviously didn't have such an opportunity.
His only chance was to become a Titled Marshal and participate in the martial arts competition!
Currently, Lu Chen's condition was still deteriorating. Even Rising From The Ashes couldn't remove the damage to his body.
This wasn't a special effect or a debuff.
On this day, Lu Chen still didn't go to the battlefield. Seeing that there was no one in the room, Lu Chen summoned Lü Yiyi.
"Little Green, when can you refine the Limb Regeneration Pill?"
Lü Yiyi replied, "I still need some time …"
Lu Chen nodded. It seemed that regenerating his right arm wasn't something that could be done in a short time.
"Then, when do you think my body can take the Limb Regeneration Pill?"
"About 50 days … But Boss, I've studied your injuries. The reason why they deteriorated so quickly, other than the fact that your old injuries haven't healed and you forced yourself to fight, is also related to the various heavenly punishments you've received."
"Is there a way to alleviate it?" Lu Chen frowned. "I feel that my condition is getting worse and worse. My body's injuries have already reached 55%. I can't fight at all."
"Boss, I have to prescribe the right medicine according to the types of heavenly punishments you've received. Give me another half a month, and I should be able to stop your injuries from worsening."
Lu Chen took a deep breath. It was difficult for Lü Yiyi to prescribe the right medicine according to the eight types of heavenly punishments. This wasn't an easy task.
However, he didn't know how much his injuries would worsen in half a month.
"Damn, this is so difficult …"
"Boss, I still lack a few herbs. Can you get them?"
Lu Chen frowned. There were no pharmacies in the City of Exiles. All the resources had to be obtained from the quartermaster.
"Tell me what medicine you need. I'll find a way to get it."
"Alright."
Lü Yiyi wrote down the herbs she needed at the moment. She might need other herbs in the future, so she wrote down a part of it for the time being.
Lu Chen directly placed the medicinal ingredients that Lü Yiyi had written down in the Custom Mission. This way, he could see it when he opened the mission.
"Looks like I still have to go to the battlefield … I won't do it myself."
In the afternoon, the recruitment office was crowded with people.
A soldier shouted, "The frontlines are in a tight situation. We need 2,000 soldiers. 2,000 spots. If you are a militia captain or above and want military merit, quickly sign up!"
Lu Chen was speechless. Only militia captains and above could go? He was the one who was a militia, and the other party didn't want him …
Someone pushed Lu Chen away from behind. "If you don't want to sign up, then go away. Don't block the way!"
"He's a cripple. Get lost! Don't block me from earning military merit! "
Lu Chen wanted to use Rapid Movement to dodge, but as soon as he raised his spirit pill, his whole body was in pain. His body tilted, and he almost fell.
"Hahaha, you still want to come to the City of Exiles in this state? Without military merit, you'll starve to death!"
"You should reincarnate soon."
"This guy is really struggling at death's door. Hahaha."
Lu Chen was about to say something when he suddenly noticed that there was another recruitment office next to this long line.
Compared to the long line in front of him, the other side seemed cold and cheerless. There was a wooden table there, and a few soldiers were sitting there chatting leisurely.
Lu Chen walked over curiously.
"Excuse me, are you also recruiting soldiers here?" Lu Chen walked up to the wooden table.
The soldiers were chatting enthusiastically when they suddenly saw someone coming over. Their conversation was interrupted. They raised their heads and looked at the young man in front of them.
His face was pale, and he didn't look very energetic. His right arm was missing, and he was a cripple.
They looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.
"Kid, we do have a mission here, and it's quite suitable for you."
Lu Chen frowned slightly. "What's the mission?"
"It's a suicide mission! A half-dead person like you is just right for it! "
Lu Chen ignored their mockery and asked, "What's the mission?"
"Look, this cripple seems to be very interested. It seems like he's really not afraid of death."
"Not only did he lose his right arm, but he was also forced to come to the City of Exiles. Kid, you won't have a chance to make a comeback."
Lu Chen smiled. "You don't have to worry about making a comeback. Tell me what the mission is!"
At this moment, the old man in the same room happened to be in the line next door. He saw Lu Chen at a glance and hurriedly ran over. He grabbed Lu Chen's left arm and pulled him aside.
"Kid, what are you doing? Don't accept the mission here! "
Lu Chen asked curiously, "Why?"
"Have you heard of the suicide squad?" the old man said. "It's the kind that goes straight to death!"
Lu Chen frowned. "I've heard of it. The missions here are suicide squad missions?"
"Yes, although the City of Exiles is a place to stay, the longer you stay, the more hopeless you become. Some people choose to leave early, while others choose to join the suicide squad."
"The suicide squad missions have additional military merits as rewards, but everyone knows that no matter how many military merits you have, you'll lose everything if you die. This is the final destination for some people who can't see any hope!"
Lu Chen frowned. It turned out that the mission here was really a suicide mission.
"Brother, the mission over there requires a militia captain. My rank isn't high enough, so I can only do this mission."
"Then wait a little longer. Some missions can be done by the militia, but there are fewer of them. You just have to slowly accumulate military merits."
Lu Chen shook his head. "I'm afraid I can't wait. This is the only path I can take. Brother, thank you. "
Lu Chen's original intention was that he had to earn enough points as soon as possible to buy herbs for Little Green. But in the old man's ears, it became a farewell.
Looking at Lu Chen's current appearance, the old man finally let go of his hand, shook his head, and sighed. "Ah, it's really the bed of misfortune … Such a good single bed, but only the dead can sleep on it …"
"Boy, good luck."
Lu Chen nodded and walked back to the officer. "What's the mission now?"
The officer smiled contemptuously. Sure enough, this was another one who took things too hard.
"It's very simple. Sneak into the Undead Army Camp and cause as much damage as you can. Kill and burn, as long as you attract their attention, it'll be fine. If you're lucky enough, there are these people next to you. If they can arrive in time, you might be able to survive."
"Of course, under normal circumstances, you can already pack up your belongings and bury them in a hidden place. If you have a chance to come back, you might find them."
Lu Chen ignored their nonsense. "How many people are going?"
"This … The atmosphere in the City of Exiles hasn't been very good recently. There are very few people who take things too hard, so … if you sign up, there will only be three."
Lu Chen nodded. "Sign me up!"
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