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Chapter 888

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Clang, clang, clang! The bell for the evening rest rang, and although the crowd of Power Shamans were still not satisfied, they could only disperse.

There is no night in the Desolate Realm, but living beings need rest, so Fengmang Fortress set two bells for day and night. Once the bell rings, the Power Shamans will change shifts and rest accordingly. Now that the evening bell has rung, it is Wei Yuan's time to get off work.

The Power Shamans were all reluctant to part. Wei Yuan could call out the name of every Power Shaman present, and the opinions he gave, although simple, were straight to the point. Many Power Shamans pondered a little and found it was indeed so. Dogs and cats, with or without hooves, all bowed down.

These Power Shamans were all experienced in battle, but previously they basically fought by instinct, and some habits formed over many years actually had quite a lot of room for improvement. Wei Yuan looked at it with the eyes of the world outside the sky, and the fighting methods and force-exerting methods of the Power Shamans were quite rough, without any technique to speak of. Many Power Shamans later added many organs, but their fighting methods were the same as before, and they didn't fully utilize the added organs, naturally failing to exert the strength they should have.

Wei Yuan didn't need to analyze deeply; just the problems seen on the surface were enough to make this group of Power Shamans worship him.

After the crowd of Power Shamans dispersed, Wei Yuan began to think about the difference between the human and Shaman races.

The world outside the sky that Wei Yuan experienced was the human world, and Xu Wenwu also came from the human world. Compared with tribes like Shamans, Liao, Sea, and Mountain people, the human race itself is quite weak, so they have to strive for perfection in battle.

Although the human race in the world outside the sky has no great power, they have studied fighting techniques extremely deeply, and various force-exerting methods have been tempered, bringing the combat power of mortals to the limit.

And Power Shamans are perhaps born with strong bodies and have countless powerful organs that can be replaced, never lacking divine abilities, only lacking the channel to jump upward at the end, so their fighting methods are quite rough and wild, violent and direct, and there is actually huge room for improvement.

The environment of the Desolate Realm also made Wei Yuan very suspicious.

Wei Yuan locked himself in the room, detected the surroundings with spiritual sense, set the environmental parameters, then took out a small iron ball, used Dao power to shape it, and turned it into a pure round ball. Then Wei Yuan took out a flat plate, placed it in a direction parallel to the ground, and placed the small iron ball on the plate. As a result, the small iron ball began to roll slowly by itself, rolling off one end of the plate.

Around Fengmang Fortress, although the terrain is somewhat undulating, it is overall a huge plain desert. Wei Yuan used many methods to verify and test, and finally reached a very absurd conclusion: the entire Desolate Realm is tilted!

Wei Yuan was thinking about what this conclusion meant when Yan Hu's voice sounded outside the courtyard: "Groundhog, the boss has approved your authority, come with me to the library!"

Wei Yuan got up and left the house, seeing Yan Hu standing in the courtyard, looking at the equipment one by one. During the day, Wei Yuan didn't just preach, but also moved his hands to repair some small damages that could be repaired on the spot. Now the equipment hadn't been put away.

Yan Hu pointed to these pieces of equipment and said: "These things cannot be placed outside when not in use. When Flame Demons attack, there is less than a stick of incense time to react. With so much equipment of yours, it will definitely be too late to move to the basement by then. How about this, I'll send the hamster's servants to help you, and in a few days, I'll pick a few clever ones to follow you. Then I'll see where there are other large houses and vacate them for you to use, so you don't have to move them to the courtyard every time."

Wei Yuan knew that this was mostly the credit of his busy day. Fengmang has life-and-death battles at all times, and everyone is incomparably pragmatic. Whoever can fight and whoever can improve the combat power of the fortress can have good treatment.

In the entire fortress, the place Wei Yuan most wants to go now is the library. There are too many unsolved mysteries in the Desolate Realm, even more bizarre than the Nether Cold Realm. Power Shamans are also not as weak as they appear in the original realm.

Just judging from the few Nether Shamans Wei Yuan had seen in the Nether Cold Realm, the Desolate Shamans here could basically beat them up. Only Hong Ye is far ahead, which is an exception.

Yan Hu didn't say much, just praised Wei Yuan on the way, and then asked what he needed. Wei Yuan still said the same thing: he wanted data and sacrificial power, nothing else.

Looking from the outside, the library is an inconspicuous flat-topped stone house. The stones are piled up seamlessly, rough and primitive, only that stone door in the middle is exceptionally smooth, showing superb cutting technology. The stone door is not high, and Yan Hu has to bend down slightly when entering the door. Of course, for an ordinary person of Wei Yuan's height, it's something he can't touch even if he jumps.

Entering the library, what catches the eye are jade paper books placed in stone boxes. But the real library is not on the ground, but underground. The underground has dug out three full layers of space, filled with books.

Yan Hu said: "The most here is the history of the fortress, followed by the history of the Desolate Realm. Over there is the data of various Desolate Insects and Flame Demons, and the next layer is the production and use methods of all city defense facilities, defense tactics, and weapon equipment. The next layer should be what you are interested in.

The bottom layer is temporarily not open to you. The boss said that when you have accumulated enough one thousand military merits, he will let you enter the third layer."

Saying this, Wei Yuan was a bit curious: "What exactly is in the third layer?"

Yan Hu said mysteriously: "The third layer is the cultivation direction of the Power Shamans in the Desolate Realm, including body forging methods, the cultivation of the mind-reflection world, and various Desolate Roar combat techniques. This layer was opened after Master Master Ronglong, the boss, came. All the cultivation methods inside were personally reviewed and revised by Master Master Ronglong, the boss. I tell you, there are quite a few unique mental methods of Master Master Ronglong, the boss, inside, which you must not talk about outside."

Wei Yuan's heart moved. Isn't this Master Master Ronglong's path? And it sounds like Master Master Ronglong seems to have great ambition and has prepared more than one path. If this is the case, then asking for one thousand military merits is definitely not too much.

The military merit system of Fengmang Fortress is very simple: as the most basic soldier, if you can stay in the fortress for a day without dying, you have one military merit. Then killing an ordinary Flame Demon has one military merit, a Desolate Insect has ten military merits, a Bird Dragon has one hundred, and fifty small war beasts count as one military merit.

The source of military merits is serving and killing enemies, nothing else.

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