Chapter 2: Bodies Can Also Be Looted!

“Surround them. Leave no survivors.”

Battalion Commander Liu Lei shouted.

Seeing the bandit leader charging toward him, Liu Lei showed no panic, gripping his saber firmly and watching carefully.

As a battalion commander, Liu Lei had fought countless battles; this scene was all too familiar.

“Corrupt dog.”

“Die.”

The bandit leader charged forward.

Raising his battle saber, he brought it down in a brutal slash toward Liu Lei.

Liu Lei raised his saber to block.

Clang.

The immense force jolted Liu Lei’s arm.

“You’re no ordinary bandit.”

“Who are you really?”

Just one strike.

Liu Lei sensed something was wrong.

“Ask the underworld.”

“Die, you bastard.”

The bandit leader sneered, pulled back his blade, and slashed again at Liu Lei.

The blade’s edge was sharp and ruthless.

Clearly not the skill of an ordinary bandit—more like trained combat techniques.

Liu Lei raised his saber to meet the attack.

But the bandit leader was massive and powerful; Liu Lei struggled to hold his ground.

Thud.

The bandit leader kicked out, sending Liu Lei crashing to the ground.

“Corrupt dog.”

“Die, you bastard.”

The bandit leader grinned savagely, raised his saber, and brought it down on the fallen Liu Lei.

“It’s over.”

Liu Lei’s eyes hardened, despair surging within him.

But just then!

Shhh.

An arrow pierced the air.

Pfft.

It pierced clean through the bandit leader’s chest.

His slashing motion halted.

But the arrow hadn’t struck a vital point; he snarled and charged at Liu Lei again.

Shhh.

Another arrow came flying.

This one struck precisely through the bandit leader’s heart, piercing straight through.

His saber dropped from his hand, and his body fell straight backward.

“Dead?”

Liu Lei stared at the scene, stunned to be alive.

He immediately turned his head behind him.

There, Zhu Ying was sprinting forward, bow in hand.

When he reached the bandit leader’s body, Zhu Ying drew his saber and brought it down in one clean stroke upon the leader’s head.

Crunch.

Blood sprayed across Zhu Ying’s face.

Completely dead.

“Slain a Tartar battalion commander. Gained +20 to all attributes. First kill of an enemy officer. Reward: one common treasure chest.” Zhu Ying’s vision flashed another prompt.

But this time,

Zhu Ying did not rejoice.

He couldn’t hold it in.

“Fuck.”

Looking at the bloody, mangled mess, Zhu Ying felt his stomach churn, his expression tense.

Liu Lei, watching this,

felt both gratitude and amusement.

“Green recruit,” Liu Lei chuckled.

He quickly stood up.

“All soldiers, listen up!”

“Kill them all. Leave none alive.” Liu Lei bellowed, resuming command.

The bandits had already been surrounded.

The imperial troops numbered a hundred—double their force.

Soon,

every last one of these vicious outlaws was cut down.

The ground was littered with corpses.

“Report, Battalion Commander.”

“All bandits eliminated. Total: forty-eight.”

“Four of our brothers killed. Dozens wounded.”

A platoon leader hurried forward to report.

In the Great Ming,

military ranks had clear hierarchies.

Soldiers were soldiers.

Above them were squad leaders, commanding ten men.

Above squad leaders were platoon leaders, commanding fifty men.

Above platoon leaders came acting battalion commanders, battalion commanders, and battalion commanders.

“Take the wounded for treatment. Record battle merits,” Liu Lei said calmly.

For one who had faced bandit raids many times, the near-death panic had already subsided.

“Your servant obeys.”

Two platoon leaders immediately responded.

Liu Lei walked over to Zhu Ying.

“Kid, what’s your name?”

Liu Lei asked with a smile.

Zhu Ying stood up at once, steadied himself, and replied: “Your servant Zhu Ying, new recruit, less than two months in service.”

“I can tell you’re new,” Liu Lei smiled.

He stepped forward and clapped Zhu Ying on the shoulder.

“Thanks to your two arrows—I’d be dead if not for you.”

“If you ever have trouble or questions in the army, come find me,” Liu Lei said with a grin.

“Yes.”

Zhu Ying immediately bowed deeply.

“Go help clear the corpses,” Liu Lei said.

“Your servant obeys.”

Zhu Ying immediately complied.

But Zhu Ying’s mind was on his panel—and the attributes he’d just gained from killing.

As he walked toward a bandit corpse,

he focused inward, communing with the panel.

“Attribute panel?”

Zhu Ying tentatively reached out mentally.

The next instant,

a data-driven panel appeared before Zhu Ying’s eyes.

Host: Zhu Ying

Age: 13 years

Strength: 180 points [One point equals one jin of force.]

Speed: 140 points [Higher values mean greater speed.]

Constitution: 95 points [Higher constitution means stronger defense and faster recovery from injury.]

Endurance: 88 points [Higher endurance means sustained energy and abundant physical strength.]

Spirit: 87 points [Higher spirit means clearer thinking.]

Lifespan: 88 years

Storage Space: 1 cubic unit

“This isn’t a dream.”

“Just now I killed a few bandits, and all the attributes I picked up were added to me,” Zhu Ying thought, his heart racing.

This was the foundation of survival!

“These attributes include lifespan? Does that mean lifespan can be picked up too?”

Seeing the lifespan entry, Zhu Ying’s anticipation surged.

He snapped back to reality and calmed his emotions.

Zhu Ying’s hand landed on the corpse of a dead bandit on the ground.

The moment he touched it—

“Pick up 5 points of constitution.” A prompt appeared on the panel.

Seeing this—

Zhu Ying’s face lit up: “Not only can I pick up attributes from killing enemies, but even these corpses can be picked up?”

“If that’s true—”

Zhu Ying instantly rejoiced.

He hurriedly touched the body of another bandit beside him.

“Pick up 5 days of lifespan.” The panel prompted.

“Lifespan can really be picked up.”

“Then can’t I become immortal?”

Zhu Ying’s heart pounded wildly.

The implications of this could shake the entire world.

Immortality!

Countless emperors and warlords throughout history had sought this path and failed—but now Zhu Ying had the chance.

“Shen family.”

“Thank you so much,” Zhu Ying silently thanked them again.

Then—

Zhu Ying did not waste a moment.

He ran straight toward each bandit corpse.

He touched each one directly.

“Pick up 5 points of strength.”

“Pick up 5 points of endurance.”

“Pick up 5 days of lifespan.”

“Pick up 3 points of speed.”

“Pick up 5 days of lifespan…”

Zhu Ying darted about the bandit lair, touching every corpse.

The soldiers watched, astonished.

“Isn’t this kid a new recruit? How bold is he? Checking each corpse one by one?”

“Hah, this kid’s amusing.”

“Never seen a new recruit this fearless…”

The veteran soldiers watched Zhu Ying’s actions and laughed.

To them, Zhu Ying seemed to be confirming whether the bandits were truly dead—like he was preparing to finish them off.

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