Chapter 640: A Fat Harvest! The Scapegoat Wang Sheng!

"Whoa! Such powerful lightning! Who among the elites unleashed this?!"

"Incredible! Judging by its power, this is definitely an SSS-rank combat technique!"

"We have this kind of expert on our S-12 frontline? Looks like we don't need to be so cautious anymore."

"......"

A chorus of astonished cries rose from master-level experts.

"Damn humans!!"

At that moment, a bloodthirsty surge of psychic energy swept through the beast horde.

All psychics could sense the fury within it.

A massive bear, over ten meters tall and wreathed in lightning, rose upright from the beast tide!

Zzzt!

It opened its gaping maw and roared toward the sky, unleashing torrents of lightning.

Instantly, the dark clouds overhead were scattered, and the endless lightning striking the ground vanished as well!

"A peak eighth-rank Storm Lightning Bear!"

Xu Jingming's heart jolted; he immediately retracted all his lightning.

If this peak eighth-rank beast targeted him, he'd never be able to fight properly again.

"Human, I'll remember you!"

At that moment, the Storm Lightning Bear's psychic energy swept over again.

It carried an unprecedented malice!

This time, the target was none other than Wang Sheng, standing not far away!

Wang Sheng stared blankly.

That lightning wasn't mine!

Why is it being blamed on me?

After his shock, his face turned pale.

He was an eighth-star master, capable of maneuvering against eighth-rank beasts—but he couldn't possibly defeat one!

Not to mention this peak eighth-rank Storm Lightning Bear, one of the most aggressive beasts in the horde!

Though peak eighth-rank beasts had peak eighth-rank psychics as opponents,

being targeted by such a powerful entity was clearly a disaster, not a blessing.

"Roar—"

A distant beast roar echoed from the rear of the horde; the beasts began retreating.

The Flame Tiger cast one reluctant glance at Xu Jingming, then followed the main force away.

At that moment, a massive electronic alert blared from the giant speaker on the rear wall:

"First wave of beast assault ended. All battalions return for treatment and recovery."

"First wave of beast assault ended. All battalions......"

Human psychics began withdrawing; Xu Jingming exhaled deeply.

He hadn't expected releasing an SSS-rank technique would draw the attention of a peak eighth-rank beast!

Luckily, the beast hadn't discovered him—it had mistaken Wang Sheng for the caster.

Though it was a bit unscrupulous, better him than me.

He'd just have to let Wang Sheng take the blame.

Of course,

risk and opportunity go hand in hand; though the release of the Wan Leitianlao Yin had been interrupted,

in that single instant, the beasts slain had granted Xu Jingming 50, 00 psychic points!

After the first wave, he had reaped a total of 130, 00 psychic points!

"Indeed, the frontline battlefield is the best place to harvest psychic points."

Xu Jingming smiled, sprinting swiftly toward the city gate.

First, return to the city to restore his energy; then, after the second wave begins, strike hard again!

"Amazing! No wonder it's Old Wang—this lightning technique is insane!"

"Thunderclap Squad, well done! You'll make a fortune in resources from this."

"So envious—just that one technique strike must've earned us three or four battles' worth."

"......"

On the way back, many master-level experts raised their thumbs in praise toward Wang Sheng.

Though every beast slain by members of the Degaka Corps belonged to them personally,

there was no time on the battlefield to collect beast materials.

And the space rings weren't large enough to hold so many corpses.

Thus, all beasts slain by squad members were recorded by their smart bands.

Later, these could be converted directly into Blue Star currency or exchanged for resources.

Wang Sheng's performance just now was undoubtedly a massive haul!

"Big Brother Wang! Awesome!"

"When did you learn this lightning technique? We never knew!"

Members of Thunderclap Squad gathered around, beaming.

But Wang Sheng replied grimly: "That technique wasn't mine—it was released by someone else."

"Huh? Not you? Then who?"

Several squad members widened their eyes.

But apart from Wang Sheng, there had been no other lightning psychics nearby.

"I don't know."

Wang Sheng shook his head, his voice tinged with resentment:

"There must've been another lightning expert hiding near us.

He could've just released it openly—why sneak it? Now I'm the one the Storm Lightning Bear is targeting."

Peak eighth-rank beasts are extremely hard to kill.

Once targeted, even if he withdrew from this battle, he might still encounter it on another frontline.

That meant, from now on, every time he came to the frontline, he'd have to stay alert for that bear's appearance.

"What about the slain beasts? Will they still be credited to someone else?" a teammate asked anxiously.

"No, they won't."

Wang Sheng shook his head.

If he took the blame but got no credit for the kills, he'd really have no choice but to cry.

For now, he could only comfort himself: at least the number of beasts slain was substantial.

Even if he didn't fight again today, he'd still come out ahead.

"You all keep fighting. I won't rejoin."

"I'll come back when the next alert comes."

Wang Sheng ordered.

He no longer dared stay here.

He feared that the Storm Lightning Bear might suddenly fire a lightning bolt from kilometers away.

Then he'd have no chance to dodge at all!

Back in the city, with the aid of support psychics,

Xu Jingming restored his full strength in under half an hour.

He immediately began recharging his Ji Yao Lei Huan—but after only three charges, battle erupted again.

Xu Jingming had no time to hesitate; he rejoined the fight.

This time, Wang Sheng wasn't present. Without his scapegoat, Xu Jingming dared not use the Wan Leitianlao Yin again.

He could only continue his cat-and-mouse game with the seventh-rank upper-tier Flame Tiger.

Even so, after over three hours of combat, Xu Jingming gained another 70, 00 psychic points.

Unlike the beast invasion in Daxia Zhen'an City, the beast tide here in Mocheng launched only two waves before retreating.

The entire assault lasted less than ten hours.

Xu Jingming's system panel had ballooned from under a thousand psychic points to 220, 00!

PS: Third chapter done. Yesterday's backlog repaid.