Chapter 83: Weak Point Breakthrough (Fourth Update, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

"Huff, huff, I can't go on."

"Hold on a bit longer. The mission reward is waiting for us. You, kid, hold your ground and don't drag us down."

Snow Mountain, halfway up the slope.

Li Zheng and the others climbed with difficulty, their legs trembling, clearly having reached their physical limit.

Behind them, Combat Instructor Kuang Sha watched them with cold eyes:

"If you can't hold on, you can choose to withdraw."

Hearing Kuang Sha's cold admonition, devoid of any emotion, Li Zheng and the others immediately gritted their teeth and sped up their pace.

After the personnel assembled in the morning, they began preliminary physical training.

Before this, Kuang Sha had distributed a suppression bracelet to them; once worn, it could detect flesh strength and automatically adjust the restrictions.

This was precisely the culprit behind their arduous climb.

The first stage of the assessment was already unbearable for them.

In modern society, humans had long been liberated from manual labor; heavy work was completed by robots controlled by the intelligent brain. When had they ever tasted such hardship?

But thinking of the generous rewards after completing the mission, they encouraged each other and continued to persist.

Looking up toward the mountain peak, most of the alien reserve trainees were already near the summit.

As for behind them, there was only Instructor Kuang Sha, hovering in mid-air with arms crossed.

"I truly don't understand your fragile willpower. What exactly does Seeing Duan Xing see in you, that he used the Tianfu Clan's quota to recommend you into the Phase One Training Camp?"

Li Zheng and the others did not reply, continuing to endure Kuang Sha's occasional mockery.

From Kuang Sha's words, they heard that the God of Wealth had paid some price to get them into the training camp.

This was also one of the reasons they chose to continue persisting.

Half an hour later, the alien members who reached the summit began to turn back.

As they brushed past Li Zheng and the others, the disdain in their eyes was unhidden.

Just as Seeing Duan Xing had said, the training camp revered the strong and despised the weak; in all disputes, fists were the best explanation.

"A bunch of trash."

When Gui Tong brushed past Li Zheng and the others, he shouted the word "trash" right in front of Kuang Sha.

"Brother Li, I can't hold back anymore. I'm going to fight him!"

"Fight!"

Provocation after provocation.

Even Li Zheng, who had always suppressed his emotions, finally exploded, decisively lunging at Gui Tong, while Chi Tu and others followed suit.

Gui Tong dodged to the side, then kicked Li Zheng in the chest, sending him flying; using the momentum, he twisted his hips, and as his left leg landed, he borrowed the force with the other leg to sweep horizontally.

Slap!

Chi Tu, lunging from the side, was immediately kicked flying.

But under the constraints of the suppression bracelet, Gui Tong's physical attributes were restricted; he was unable to respond in time to the rest of the Liver King group of players and was tackled to the ground by Sha Xin.

Thud!

Sha Xin smashed a heavy punch hard into Gui Tong's left cheek:

"Damn it, do you really think we're easy to bully?"

But before Sha Xin could land a second punch, he was kicked flying by a side kick from the right.

Gui Tong's clansmen acted at this moment, joining the brawl.

This immediately stirred the emotions of the onlookers in the livestream room, who began firing danmu comments to comment from the sidelines.

Both sides fought fiercely, but in terms of combat skills, Li Zheng and the others were completely suppressed; within moments, they were lying on the ground with bruised faces and noses, unable to get up.

"Brother Li, we can't win, but we must take revenge." (Wiping tears)

"My head hurts. I feel like I have a concussion. Fat Otaku is crying."

Hearing his brothers' complaints in the voice channel, Li Zheng gritted his teeth and said:

"I've noted this grudge. I will definitely take revenge!"

At this time, the ten trainees of the Four-Eyed Clan were also not well off; their clothes were disheveled, and they all had scrapes on their bodies.

Kuang Sha watched coldly throughout, saying only one sentence when the fight ended:

"Training continues."

The Four-Eyed Clan members continued down the mountain, while Li Zheng and the others rested on the ground for quite a while before having the strength to get up and continue their arduous climb up the Snow Mountain.

6 PM.

Li Zheng and the others, looking utterly wretched, finally completed the test. It was exactly dinner time, and under Kuang Sha's lead, they arrived at the training camp cafeteria.

Starving, they were immediately attracted by the rich aroma as soon as they entered.

First to catch their eye were the uniquely shaped trays; rows of colorful fresh fruits and vegetables were carefully arranged on the trays. Analyzing the information, they discovered these foods were all Spirit Plants of Level 2 or above.

Their gaze swept to the other side of the buffet table, where various monster meats lay, emitting an alluring luster and fragrance.

Clear Spirit Pearls, Spirit-Bathing Fruits, Star Ocean Clams, Iron Lizard Meat... various seafood, monster meats, and fruits and vegetables were neatly arranged, causing Li Zheng and the others to instinctively swallow their saliva.

After high-intensity training, already starving, they were stirred up with a strong desire to eat.

"Instructor, can we eat whatever we want here?"

"There are nine minutes left for mealtime. Eat whatever you want, as long as you can eat it."

Hearing these words, Li Zheng and the others cheered, decisively rushing toward the food cabinets, grabbing plates and starting to load food.

In their eyes, food imbued with Spirit, once eaten, could increase Body Tempering experience; free food and the Shou Shou Jili gifted to them were no different.

The originally suppressed mood was swept away at this moment; they all loaded a huge full plate and sat down at an empty table.

All dissatisfaction with the training camp vanished amidst the hearty feast.

"Delicious, so delicious, I've never eaten anything this good in my life."

"It feels like grains of energy are jumping in every dish; the game's taste feedback is made too well."

Having tasted Monster World cuisine for the first time, Li Zheng and the others were thoroughly conquered.

And this is also one manifestation of the world's hierarchy of strength.

Earth is a weak-spirit world, producing only coarse, mundane food.

But the flowers, grass, trees, and plants of Monster World are all imbued with spiritual particles; even the most ordinary fruit surpasses all delicacies on Earth in both texture and flavor.

Combined with the training camp chefs' careful preparation, the spirit food released layered, progressive flavors, possessing both the vastness and depth of mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, and the freshness and elegance of flowers, fruits, and trees, causing Li Zheng and the others to become immersed in it; their bruises healed at a visible speed under the scouring of spiritual energy, and fatigue was swept away completely.

Just as Li Zheng and the others were feasting heartily, the live broadcast room was flooded with bullet comments.

The onlooking players, originally there to watch the drama, found that Li Zheng and the others were actually enjoying the food, instantly felt unable to accept it, and began criticizing their enjoyment behavior with words.

To this, Li Zheng paid no attention at all, continuing to feast heartily.

Just then, the commotion from next door attracted Li Zheng and the others, who all looked up.

They saw ten students of the Four-Eyed Clan beating up a student; various foods were scattered on the ground, and the figure being besieged had red hair, huddled on the ground with his head in his arms, enduring the Four-Eyed Clan students' bullying.

"Those Wang Ba are bullying newbies again."

"Don't worry about so much, keep eating, eat quickly, I suspect they'll come beat us up soon." Li Zheng stuffed spirit food into his mouth while staring fixedly at the Four-Eyed Clan figures, afraid of eating too little.

"That's right, eat quickly, get the body-refining level up by eating first."

After a brief exchange, Li Zheng and the others continued their gluttonous eating.

But just as they had expected, not long after they started eating, the ten new students of the Four-Eyed Clan arrived at their dining table.

"Full?" Gui Tong, the leader, asked with a sinister smile.

Realizing they were about to get beaten again, Li Zheng and the others exchanged brief words in the voice channel, then took the initiative, grabbing the food trays and smashing them at the Gui Tong clan members.

"Fight!"

Compared to the red-haired alien warrior who weakly endured the bullying, Li Zheng and the others chose to fight head-on.

But their resistance proved very powerless; they were quickly pinned to the ground in the beating, and Gui Tong, the leader, even stepped his foot hard on Li Zheng's head:

"With only your abilities, do you deserve to enter the training camp? The weak do not deserve to be here."

Li Zheng and the others, completely beaten down and unable to move, kept talking, continuing to express their dissatisfaction with beautiful language, only to receive even more violent pounding from the Four-Eyed Clan members.

Mealtime ended just then; a figure walked out of the cafeteria, and with a wave of his hand, all the spirit food in the cafeteria was packed into spatial items:

"Get out!"

Although the Four-Eyed Clan students were arrogant, they dared not act recklessly toward the cafeteria administrator; they immediately dragged Li Zheng and the others, who had already lost the ability to resist, out of the cafeteria, dumped them by the roadside, and then walked toward the training ground.

Li Zheng and the others lay on the ground, expressions desperate.

Just then, a weak voice came:

"Li... Li Ge, why can't I see?"

Everyone turned to look at the Family Shared Godfather who had spoken; seeing his appearance, they couldn't help but laugh:

"Both your eyes are swollen shut, of course you can't see."

"Hahaha, you're too miserable; how could you get beaten so badly."

"They held me with several people, punching my face again and again, I... I can't... I can't do anything." The Family Shared Godfather, with a bruised face and eyes swollen into a slit, explained incoherently.

"We must take revenge!"

"Yes, we must take revenge, but before that, let me lie down a bit longer; I'm so tired."

"Me too, I'm not full, I'm so hungry."

During night training, Li Zheng and the others dragged their exhausted bodies to the training ground.

The brightly lit training ground had already started a new round of training; a combat instructor was releasing abilities to conduct evasion training tests on new students, while the head instructor, Kuang Sha, watched coldly the whole time.

Noticing Li Zheng and the others' arrival, Kuang Sha didn't even look at them, saying coldly:

"You go to the next round of evasion training."

Knowing Kuang Sha's temper, Li Zheng and the others said nothing, standing obediently to the side and waiting, but the voice channel was filled with endless cursing.

Time reached 10 PM.

Li Zheng and the others, already exhausted, were led by Kuang Sha to the recovery room.

There, after receiving body treatment, fatigue and injuries were immediately healed, and the day's devil training came to an end.

Back in their room, Li Zheng and the others began pondering how to resist bullying.

During this day's training, they discovered that those bullying other students weren't just the Four-Eyed Clan; there were also other alien members.

Just as Duan Xing said, weakness here leads to being bullied.

In conversation, they were also browsing the live broadcast comments, searching for a way to break the deadlock.

The opinions given by the onlookers mostly had no reference value; as veteran players, Li Zheng knew how unreliable these forum players were.

The previous victim had already been turned into an emoji, widely circulated, and completely became the laughingstock of the forum players.

But he still found inspiration from a single bullet comment in the live broadcast room.

"The idea of fighting to the death if you can't win is fine, but your ferocity poses no threat to the Four-Eyed Clan; to fight, you must hit the pain points, find a point they can't accept and strike it relentlessly, making them feel fear; this is the key to defeating bullying."

This bullet comment made Li Zheng start thinking about a question: what fatal weakness does the Four-Eyed Clan have?

But this question obviously had no answer.

Just then, a sentence from Chi Tu gave Li Zheng inspiration.

"Hey, wasted so much spirit food, not full at all, let's buy some canned food to fill the stomach."

It was this sentence that made Li Zheng suddenly remember a rule of the training camp.

The canteen provides two meals daily, at 8 AM and 6 PM; each meal lasts 15 minutes, and missing the window means no further eating is allowed.

Striking during this window would leave the Four-Eyed Clan in the awkward position of being unable to eat.

Though they too would go hungry.

But with the Shangcheng function, they could purchase various canned rations inside the Shangcheng, or even buy fish, meat, and other spiritual ingredients on the Trading Hall.

In theory, as long as they were willing to spend Shou Shou Jili, there was no possibility of them going hungry.

With this inspiration, Li Zheng immediately shared Ji De Xiang Fa with the brothers of the Liver Emperor group.

After hearing his plan, everyone applauded, declaring they would rather go without spiritual food than not vent their anger.

The next day at 8 AM.

After the warm-up training ended, the training camp recruits, led by Instructor Kuang Sha, arrived at the canteen.

Before they could eat, Li Zheng and the others, amidst the bewildered gazes of the alien recruits, roared and lunged at the Four-Eyed Clan members who were collecting their food.

"Eat your grandfather! Put it all down!"

"Come on, you like fighting, right? Today we're going to beat you to death."

"Crow takes flight..."

Amidst the shocked expressions of the Four-Eyed Clan recruits, Li Zheng and the others lunged viciously.

Facing the ambush, the Four-Eyed Clan members decisively dropped their trays and charged forward.

In terms of combat technique, Li Zheng and the others were no match; within a short time, they were all knocked flat on the ground.

Unsatisfied, the Four-Eyed Clan warriors launched heavy punches at the fallen Li Zheng and the other Liver Emperor group players, making them howl in pain.

But just as the Four-Eyed Clan members finished the fight and prepared to go eat, the bruised and battered Liver Emperor group players struggled to their feet. Li Zheng, the leader, pointed a single hand at Gui Tong, casually flicked his hair, and said:

"Tongzi, your father doesn't care at all. Come again and loosen up your father's bones."

Gui Tong, who was collecting food, slowly set down his tray and walked toward the Liver Emperor group players; the clan members beside him followed suit.

A new round of beating descended once more.

This round of fighting only ended when the canteen administrator appeared; in the end, Li Zheng and the others were dragged out of the dining hall by the Four-Eyed Clan again.

Watching the Four-Eyed Clan walk away, the bruised and battered Li Zheng smiled very happily:

"Ha... ha... ha, they didn't eat breakfast. They'll be going hungry during training later."

"Brother Li... luckily we... chewed on canned food before coming... we're not hungry at all, just our faces hurt a bit."

That day's training, after climbing snow mountains, evasion drills, and mental shock resistance training, once again reached dinner time.

After treatment in the repair room at noon, Li Zheng, whose condition had been restored, launched another proactive attack amidst the bewildered gazes of the other recruits.

"That four-eyed one... Tongzi, I'm talking about you, come get beaten."

"Tongzi, you didn't eat breakfast this morning. Do you still have strength?"

"Tongzi, what are you glaring at? Didn't you see your grandfather, second grandfather, third grandfather... calling you? Hurry over and serve us."

Facing the provocation, Gui Tong casually tossed aside his metal tray and led his clan members to approach quickly.

Seeing this, other alien recruits nearby scattered, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.

Amidst the miserable cries of Li Zheng and the others, a new round of beating descended.

During this, the Liver Emperor group players didn't sit idle; while taking beatings, they also played dirty tricks.

Choking, groin strikes, gouging eyes... witnessing this scene made the Chief Combat Instructor, Instructor Kuang Sha,'s forehead veins throb.

As a Tidebreaker Warrior, the warriors in his eyes bore sacred glory.

But this group of specially recruited player clans had refreshed his worldview; this was hardly a combat method a warrior should have.

Just then, Instructor Kuang Sha saw a scene he found hard to believe.

Sha Xin, pinned to the ground, actually spat a mouthful of saliva at a Four-Eyed Clan recruit. Instructor Kuang Sha took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed his anger, turned around abruptly, and refused to look further.

He feared he might not be able to restrain himself from intervening.

Deep in his heart, he had already sentenced this group of recruits to death.

He only waited for the first round of training to end before kicking them out of the training camp.

This round of dining finally ended after the canteen administrator appeared; neither the Liver Emperor group players nor the Four-Eyed Clan managed to eat dinner, as they had been fighting each other the entire time.

That night.

Four-Eyed Clan quarters.

"Big brother, I'm a bit hungry."

"Endure it!"

Hearing his clan brother complain, Gui Tong glared fiercely at it.

After a day of high-intensity training and having eaten nothing the entire time, the Four-Eyed Clan members were now extremely hungry; Gui Tong was no exception.

Upon arriving this time, they had brought nothing except their personal clothes.

Having missed mealtime, even if they wanted to eat, there was nowhere to get food.

"The player clan didn't eat either. If they can endure it, why can't we?"

Saying this, Gui Tong lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.

Seeing this, the other clan members followed suit, lying down on their beds, closing their eyes to rest, preparing to face tomorrow's devilish training.

But deep in their hearts, what they anticipated was the opening of the training canteen at 8 AM the next morning.

At the same time, the player clan quarters.

"These food rations are disgusting—I really want to eat Spirit Food. Once you've had it, you can't forget the taste. The game's flavor feedback is insane; I'm afraid I won't be able to eat regular food after logging off."

"Having something to eat is better than nothing. Our fight with Gui Tong has only just begun—we must hold on. The spectators in the livestream chat are waiting for us to fail. How can we let them get their wish? None of you want to become memes, right?"

"Yeah, we must hold on. Starve these bastards!"

"I snatched a piece of newly listed Spirit Fish Meat on the trading market. Even though I paid a premium, at least I got it. Want some?"

"You little brat, give your righteous father a bite! I can't stand this damn ration taste anymore."

"Everyone stay still. Let me eat first—I need to properly savor and critique this piece of fish meat."

……

The next morning at eight o'clock.

The training camp cafeteria.

As Li Zheng and the others entered the cafeteria, they didn't move immediately. They sat at an empty table and watched the Four-Eyed Clan students take their trays and begin loading Spirit Food.

Just as the Four-Eyed Clan students finished serving themselves and were about to sit down, Li Zheng slammed the table, leapt to his feet, and pointed at Gui Tong, whose mouth was already open:

"Gui Tong, your grandpa's here!"

As the words left his mouth, Li Zheng sprinted forward and delivered a flying kick straight at Gui Tong's face.

"Eat your damn grandpa—let me smash it all to pieces."

Reaching the Four-Eyed Clan students' table, Chitǔ kicked the table over right behind Li Zheng, scattering Spirit Food all over the floor.

"Third Uncle's ultimate technique: Monkey Steals the Peach."

"Fourth Uncle's ultimate technique: Trip the Feet."

"Fifth Uncle's ultimate technique: Mighty Elbow Strike."

"Sixth Uncle's ultimate technique: Groin Grab and Throat Lock."

……

Amid loud, forceful shouts of these underhanded moves, Li Zheng and the other Liver Emperor players launched their brutal "Hunger Tactics."

At this moment, the Four-Eyed Clan students' emotions were complicated.

Seeing the Spirit Food spilled on the ground, they felt deep regret—but even stronger was their anger.

These Player Clan bastards really could endure hunger!

And they picked the exact moment—right after the Repair Room's healing sessions—to start fights. They were beasts among beasts.

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