Chapter 490: Training Guidance
Chapter 490: Training Guidance
After Advisor Pei's call, Chen Chuan poured himself a drink, returned to the sofa, and reflected on the day's battle.
The actress was indeed quite powerful, especially under the influence of anomalies, making her frontal assaults almost unstoppable.
However, his swift victory was not only due to his understanding of anomalies but also the assistance of his spiritual power, which enabled him to quickly combine past experiences with on-site judgment, thus grasping the key to the situation.
The help of spiritual power was even more significant than he had imagined, and this was before he had learned the specific application methods. He eagerly anticipated what he would learn next.
But first, he needed to master what he had already learned.
Over the next few days, he continued to patiently refine his foundation.
In the mornings, he focused on the Tempering Technique, while the afternoons were dedicated to the cultivation of essence, blood, and spirit, as well as essential exercises to maintain his state. In the evenings, he used breathing techniques instead of sleeping, and every two or three days, he took a special medication.
On March 5th, a notification suddenly appeared on his interdimensional link from Advisor Pei.
After receiving it, he quickly prepared and drove to the office building where the training class was held previously. He took the elevator up to the floor.
Upon entering the training hall, he noticed that there were more people than the last time, around fifty or sixty individuals, mostly young people, including many of the young officers he had met before.
There were approximately five or six Third Limit Fighters present, including himself.
Two of them appeared highly experienced, but the other two lacked the vigor typically associated with fighters, instead appearing overly restrained.
Chen Chuan pondered for a moment, thinking it likely that these two had not undergone traditional combat training but had received guidance from private tutors within their families before reaching this level.
After all, with talent, ample resources, and skilled teachers, such achievements were possible.
In the center of the hall, the training equipment from the previous visit had been moved, replaced by soft mats slightly elevated from the ground, allowing for kneeling or sitting with legs extended. In front of each mat was a low table with a bronze incense burner on top.
"Captain Chen," someone called out to him.
Chen Chuan turned to see Ding Mai, acknowledged him with a nod, and approached. Ding Mai shook his hand excitedly and said, "Captain Chen, you did receive the invitation today."
Then, with a hint of regret, he added, "Unfortunately, I only have a ten-day leave, and I have to return in three days. I can only receive three days of guidance. Before I leave, let's have a meal together; you must come."
"Sure, we'll set a time, and I'll be there," Chen Chuan replied.
As he spoke, he glanced outside and noticed Fang Zhixin talking to a young officer, but Xiao Jin was nowhere to be seen this time.
After a few minutes, Chen Chuan sensed something and looked forward. Everyone stopped talking, and Chen Bitong emerged from the back.
"Mr. Chen," the group greeted him respectfully.
Chen Bitong nodded in response and moved to the front of the hall. Addressing everyone, he said, "Since most of you are here, let's begin. Third Limit Fighters, stay." He turned to Fang Zhixin and said, "Zhixin, please take the rest to the adjacent room."
"Okay, Mr. Chen," Fang Zhixin agreed and led the non-Third Limit Fighters to the next room."
After they left, Chen Bitong addressed Chen Chuan and the others, "Please take a seat, everyone."
The group dispersed, each choosing a spot, and Chen Chuan sat down on a nearby mat.
Once everyone was seated, Chen Bitong spoke, "You are the first batch of members in this training class. If you fall behind or are the slowest, I will quickly replace you with someone more suitable."
He looked at Chen Chuan and the other Third Limit Fighters, "Most of you have your own private tutors who teach you how to cultivate your combat skills. They know you better than I do and are more aware of your specific progress. So, regarding these matters, I won't interfere."
He continued, "What I will teach you is how to fight with fusion creatures and confront the remnants of the Ancient Empire, as well as how to deal with those interdimensional beings."
"After days of effort, I have obtained permission from the city government. Here in Weiguang District, we can directly connect to Mum Worm, allowing us to mobilize the largest fusion resources."
As he spoke, the surroundings gradually transformed. The training hall faded away, the sky darkened, and snow began to fall, causing a noticeable drop in temperature.
Chen Chuan realized that this situation was almost identical to the fusion territory; he couldn't discern any differences.
And...
He noticed an additional line on his interdimensional link, indicating the possibility of active anomalies in the fusion.
Mr. Chen stood at the front, and behind him, the background transformed into a vast wilderness. "No active or inactive consciousness can compare to Mum Worm. It is the most powerful being in Central City and a crucial node in the World Ring. Some things created through fusion here may not differ significantly from their real-world counterparts."
"Chen Chuan was well aware that such field resources were hard to come by. It seemed that Chen Bitong's connections with government officials, and even his proximity to the Speaker, were not solely for personal gain.
Chen Bitong continued, "I should inform you that this training carries a certain level of danger. Some entities, even when simulated through the biological field, may still manifest, albeit possibly only partially, and not in their entirety. But once they appear, they must be promptly and safely eliminated."
He paused, looking at the fighters seated below, "If you find this challenging and feel you cannot meet my requirements, it's best to withdraw early. There are other students waiting outside for their chance, so step aside and let them take your place."
The fighters all maintained serious expressions, and none chose to withdraw.
After a moment, Chen Bitong spoke, "Since no one is backing out, we'll begin now."
In what seemed like a fleeting moment, Chen Chuan suddenly realized that everyone around him, except for Chen Bitong in front, had disappeared. He stepped off the mat.
Chen Bitong addressed him, "I'm currently borrowing the field power of Mumia to connect with each of you individually. The me you see now is almost identical to my actual self, allowing me to provide one-on-one guidance."
He turned and walked in a certain direction, saying, "Captain Chen, follow me."
Chen Chuan glanced around and followed.
As they walked, Chen Bitong explained, "For this training, I'll simulate a scenario I experienced during a defense battle at an outpost, focusing on the enemy to reduce resource consumption. Your task is to confront them."
"I'll offer guidance during the process, and afterward, I'll grade your performance. This report will be an essential reference for the outpost's higher-ups, influencing decisions on the distribution of special medicaments, promotions, and more."
At that moment, the ground beside them suddenly cracked, forming a large bulge. A giant worm with a massive mouthpart emerged, its forelimbs slashing as it arched its body outward. Under its belly were nearly transparent sacs, and its body was encased in a solid, gray, uneven shell.
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Simultaneously, a muddy, earthy odor wafted through the air.
Despite the creature being just a few meters away, Chen Bitong remained remarkably composed.
"You should have studied some of the creatures from the fusion territory at the outpost," he said. "This is a Mumia, formally known as Wei's Eroding Worm. They are the greatest threat to the outpost in the fusion territory.
These worms can move swiftly underground and secrete a highly specialized corrosive liquid. This liquid can erode concrete, building materials, and metals within a short time. A swarm of Mumia can cause buildings to collapse and the ground to sink.
But they have difficulty turning, and they have one significant weakness." As he spoke, he casually pushed the worm, which was over two meters long, and it instantly flipped over.
"The sacs under its body contain corrosive liquid and incubate larvae, so when it's flipped, its instincts prevent it from righting itself."
Chen Chuan's eyes flickered, and he could tell that Chen Bitong was using an extremely advanced technique, employing a unique method of exerting force. With just a slight touch, he had flipped the entire worm.
As they spoke, more mounds appeared on the ground, and countless Mumia emerged.
Chen Bitong seemed unconcerned, leading Chen Chuan forward. Whenever a worm approached, he casually pushed it over with a flick of his hand, leaving a trail of upturned Mumia in their wake.
Soon, he stopped, and ahead of them was an outpost fortress.
"Captain Chen, your primary target is in there."
Chen Chuan looked up and saw the outpost's gate wide open, seemingly damaged. Above, a fully armored figure stood, wearing a metal faceguard and holding a long spear.
This reminded him of the Iron Demon he had encountered before.
"This is a remnant of the ancient imperial family, an opponent I defeated in a defense battle," Chen Bitong explained.
"This person has undergone targeted activation using the ancient imperial family's technology. Their martial rank is higher than the Iron Demon you faced, and they are a Guardian, with an even higher degree of fusion. While the Iron Demon had some exploitable flaws based on your description, this person has achieved perfect coordination with their body."
Chen Bitong turned to Chen Chuan, "Do you have the confidence to deal with a target like this?"
Chen Chuan looked up, his voice calm, "The Iron Demon was no match for me, and neither will this person be."
"Then you have ten minutes to defeat him," Chen Bitong said.
"It won't take that long," Chen Chuan replied.
He planted his Snow Lord Sword into the ground and, gripping the hilt, strode forward. As the metal scraped, he slowly drew the blade from its sheath.
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(End of Chapter)"
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