At night, the mission officer was not around, so Lu Chen could only go back to the dormitory to rest.
When he returned to the dormitory, Lu Chen found that he was the only one in the room. The others might have gone on missions.
Speaking of which, were those guys at the level of militia captain or above? Lu Chen thought about it. This was not surprising. Normally, what qualifications did a militia have to be wanted?
Those who could run to the City of Exiles were more or less capable.
Lu Chen was now a militia and could only exchange for resources once a week. There were still more than eight hours before the exchange time, so he rested for the time being.
…
Early the next morning, Lu Chen got up to hand in the mission and happened to see a large group of people entering the city.
These people were all wearing exile masks, so it was impossible to tell who was who. They did not seem to be in good condition. Their HP was almost at a critical state, and their bodies were also damaged.
The battle last night had lasted until now, which showed how tragic it was.
There were many onlookers around, and at this time, many people were discussing.
"So many people came back from fighting the undead? It's not easy. "
"Well, the undead are usually killed. After they are caught, they are directly tortured to death and sent back to the first level to be reincarnated."
"I heard that the Undead Army was ambushed by another army yesterday. When we went there, it was a mess."
"Really? Then they really made a big profit. "
Lu Chen frowned slightly. It seemed that they were talking about him … How did it become an army after spreading it around?
Lu Chen did not care so much and walked towards the mission officer.
The same few people were sitting there chatting leisurely, but when they saw Lu Chen, they were stunned.
Lu Chen was missing an arm, so it was easy to recognize him even if he was wearing a mask.
"You, you are still alive?"
"No way, the other two are dead. How can a cripple like you survive?!"
Lu Chen sneered, "I am also very surprised, but I survived."
The few people were speechless by Lu Chen's words.
One of them immediately thought of something. "Don't be so smug. Did you happen to encounter the troops of other races attacking the undead camp? I'm warning you, if you don't contribute anything, don't even think about completing the mission! "
Lu Chen smiled faintly, "My mission has been completed." With that said, Lu Chen pushed the "Suicide Squad Mission" in front of them. It showed a "Completed" status.
The mission officers were once again at a loss for words as they stared at the one-armed man in shock.
This guy had really completed his mission.
"You, you're just a militia. How could you possibly complete such a mission?!"
"You took advantage of the chaos to complete the mission, didn't you? You sneaked in to complete the mission while they were ambushed! "
"That must be it. Otherwise, how could a crippled militia like you do it?!"
These guys came up with some seemingly reasonable explanations in their minds. Otherwise, all of this would overturn their understanding of the world.
Lu Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense with these small fries. He didn't know where these officers and soldiers of the City of Exiles got their sense of superiority from, but they looked down on him from the bottom of their hearts.
Perhaps to be more precise, it wasn't that the officers and soldiers looked down on him, but that the chain of discrimination between military ranks was at work.
They were all regular troops stationed in Mo City. Back then, Lu Chen had clearly felt that the treatment of regular troops and militia was several grades lower.
Lu Chen couldn't help but sneer. Humans had almost been wiped out, but they still cared about these false titles … It was a miracle that such humans could survive until now.
Military rank … Was it really that important? Lu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly!
At this moment, Lu Chen suddenly felt a sense of boredom. He was tired of military ranks!
Do I really want to be promoted? Then stand at the top of the false titles and look down on everyone?
It seemed a little boring.
Faced with the questioning of the mission officers, Lu Chen was too lazy to answer. He said coldly, "How I completed the mission has nothing to do with you. Your duty is to give our army merit points."
Although these people were unwilling and jealous, they still had to give their military merit points. One of them stared at Lu Chen and pushed a wooden token to Lu Chen.
"What's the use of military merit points for someone who's about to die?"
[Military Merit Token (medium): After use, 10 military merit points will be awarded.]
Lu Chen used the token directly. His military merit points had increased to 283.
On the military rank interface, he could now participate in the military rank test.
However, in view of the feelings he had just felt, Lu Chen didn't want to be promoted.
As long as he could exchange for medicinal herbs, it didn't matter what military rank he had. As for the mission, it was pretty good to do this kind of easy suicide mission.
Before he left, Lu Chen seemed to have thought of something. He turned around and looked at the mission officers. "Hey, do you guys still have a mission here? Like the kind I do? "
The three mission officers were petrified.
The reason why they were so free here was because they specialized in releasing suicide missions. This guy had luckily completed it in one go, but he was still not satisfied?
He wanted more!
"Are you crazy?!"
"You guys are too dramatic. Just answer my question!" Lu Chen said coldly.
"You … Fine, you want to die, right? Don't worry, we'll inform you as soon as we have a mission here!"
It seemed that there were no similar missions now. Lu Chen turned around and left.
Lu Chen's quartermaster was already open. He found a quiet little pavilion and began to exchange the medicinal ingredients written down by Lü Yiyi.
"Dragon Tendon Grass, one military merit point for two portions. Little Green wants ten portions … Damn, that's five military merit points."
"Phoenix Tail Flame Lotus, two military merit points for one stalk? Damn, that's so expensive! Damn, I want three portions! My heart hurts. "
It seemed that almost three hundred military merit points weren't enough for him to exchange. Lu Chen followed the order of the prescription. He first collected all the medicinal ingredients for a certain pill and then exchanged them.
After handing the medicinal ingredients to Lü Yiyi, Lu Chen thought of Little Furball.
He hadn't seen this fellow's status in a long time. He didn't even know that it had gained a new skill.
"It has a new skill, Bloodline Bond. It can share its health recovery with its teammates. Moreover, its attributes are twice as high as before?! This fellow improved so quickly! "Lu Chen immediately felt the terror of Little Furball.
Thinking back, he let Little Furball and the others kill monsters alone in the Heart-Tempering Courtyard. Could it have grown at that time?
When he checked the beast pen, Lu Chen found that Little Furball was still sleeping.
"This fellow seems to like sleeping a lot recently." Lu Chen shook his head. He picked up Little Furball and gently stroked it.
When he stroked it, Lu Chen felt that Little Furball's fur wasn't as smooth as before. "Hmm, why is there a scratch here?"
Lu Chen carefully pried open the hair on the back of the little furball and found two scabs inside.
"This? Is it injured? "Lu Chen hurriedly checked Little Furball's status.
At this time, Little Furball's status panel had a new status.
[Transformation: Sleepy, in urgent need of large amounts of food.]
Lu Chen's eyes widened and his face was full of astonishment. The little furball was going to transform?
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