There were no more unsettled matters at the Gorge Gate. The survivors were still evacuating, and the warriors from the Order were heading there for a month of bloody training.
What a tacky name.
But for the Silver-ranked professionals and the ordinary warriors who were proficient in guns, it was an unforgettable experience.
Chen Feng did not encourage the warriors to stay in the insect tide for too long, because excessive killing would cause them to develop a lot of negative emotions.
When the spirit was under unbearable pressure, the main symptoms included nightmares, personality changes, emotional separation, numbness (emotional abstinence or alienation), insomnia, avoidance of things that would trigger traumatic memories, irritability, over-vigilance, amnesia, and easily frightened.
Chen Feng did not want all of his men to become mentally ill.
The duration of one month was just right. It was enough for the warriors to face a real disaster, and it was enough for them to end it all when their minds were about to collapse.
But even so, during this one month of special training, the soldiers had experienced true despair.
Insects were squeezing out from the cracks. If it was just a battle, the warriors would not be afraid, but curious. After all, whether it was the power of the professionals or the excellent weapons, it seemed that everything could be completely settled.
But the insect world would crack every few days. From the initial surprise, the warriors' thoughts would undergo a drastic transformation, hesitation, fear, and finally collapse.
Those insects seemed to be endless. Even if the ground around the cracks had turned red because of the blood, it was the color of life. But even so, it could not stop them.
After killing tens of thousands of insects, a few days later, new insects would arrive, hissing, roaring, and repeating the way their comrades died.
Witnessing all of this, the warriors could not help but start daydreaming. If … if there were no skeletons in front of them, when the insect world completely expanded and countless insects descended, even if the humans had professionals, there would be a day when their strength would be exhausted. No matter how good the weapons were, they would be worn out and used up.
In that case, everything that the warriors were proud of would be meaningless.
Under such circumstances, a very strange phenomenon appeared. The warriors who had just arrived at the entrance of the gorge still had the arrogant look of 'I am a veteran'. However, after participating in two to three waves of insect swarms, they became much quieter. The arrogance on their faces was replaced by a heavy expression.
And this was what Chen Feng wanted to see.
After a year and a half of development, Order had already stabilized. Coupled with the fact that many factions had been plundered in a row, and even some dimensional lifeforms were proud of being residents of Order, Order, a utopia personally built by Chen Feng, had already been labeled as invincible by most people.
The residents of Order had a strong sense of identity. After surviving the initial period of the apocalypse, they firmly believed that Order was their paradise. Under the protection of Chen Feng and his subordinates, everyone was able to pass their days peacefully. Food, safety, and even some amenities were provided. Every single day, the residents of Order were constantly changing.
It was naturally good for the commoners to have such thoughts, as they had already accepted the concept of order from the bottom of their hearts. However, Chen Feng noticed that it was not only the commoners. Even some of the professionals and warriors were subtly changing due to such thoughts.
The power of Order made them lose their sense of reverence.
Powerful beasts were locked up in zoos. A five-meter-tall rhinoceros could even penetrate a lighthouse with a charge, but it was just a toy for children.
The zombies that lived on flesh and blood were completely wiped out. Replacing them was a group of skeletal warriors in steel helmets. Even though they were undead, they loyally guarded dangerous areas for humans.
As for the mutated insects, they were imprisoned in the dense ecological garden west of the bridge. Every once in a while, the warriors would go in to harvest them. Rather than saying it was dangerous, it was more like a harvest garden. The ferocious insects would soon become a piece of fresh meat on the chopping board of the farmer's market.
The warriors couldn't be blamed for being arrogant. After all, Order was too powerful now. It was truly invincible in the area of a few hundred miles.
Such thoughts were dangerous.
Chen Feng could accept the pride of the residents of Order, but he couldn't allow the warriors to have such emotions. A warrior who no longer had any sense of reverence was like a sword soaked in water. After a long period of corrosion, rust had already appeared on the surface of the sword.
The fusion of the insect world was indeed a disaster. But to the warriors, it was also a warning. This world had already changed. What was a temporary stability? In every corner of this world, there could be enemies and dangers more terrifying than Order at any time!
After witnessing the insect tide, the warriors gradually smoothed out the rust on their swords. At this time, they had a new sense of reverence for the future and the distant outside world.
After three months of training, the soldiers' mental state had changed a lot. Compared to their previous laziness towards life, they had become much calmer now. This was because everyone was more or less under some kind of pressure.
Peace?
This word only belonged to Order. In the outside world, in the distant lands, there were still countless disasters and misfortunes.
Chen Feng was not the savior of the world, nor would he proclaim himself to be a hero, placing all the pressure on himself. The original intention of establishing order was to share some of the pressure on himself. After enjoying a short period of peace, it was time for them to repay their debt.
Only with pressure would there be motivation.
That was a sentence that Chen Feng had always followed.
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Order.
Around a huge round table, there were a few big shots.
These people had a pivotal position in Order. Wei Xun, Xu Hongzhuang, Lu Wei, and Matta were the top of the pyramid.
And without exception, after a period of hard work, they had all been promoted to the Gold rank!
Wei Xun was reporting the situation at the side. Xu Hongzhuang was frowning slightly. Some of Wei Xun's suggestions seemed to have encroached on Xu Hongzhuang's rights. At this time, the two of them were arguing with each other.
After devouring countless beast souls, Wei Xun had successfully promoted to the Gold rank. Xu Hongzhuang had also broken through life and death in a dangerous battle and stepped into the Gold rank.
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