With the physical fitness of a person with divine grace, running thirty miles or so is easy.

Meng Yi stood outside the 118 training room and breathed a sigh of relief. "So this is how the Divine Gracers travel on a daily basis?"

Cen Qiyun said calmly, "That's right."

"What about the last time you rented a car?"

"We weren't familiar with each other then, so I was sorry to drag you along."

So they had a few fights together and became familiar with each other?

Meng Yi shook his head and smiled, then pushed the door open and walked in.

Zhang Yao was already waiting inside. He immediately saw the ribs on Meng Yi's waist and asked, "Oh? Extraordinary material, did you buy it?"

"No... there was a guy with a strange streak in the city yesterday, and I just happened to run into him."

Zhang Yao took a quick look and sighed, "What a pity! It looks like the lowest-grade Transcendental material, not worth much. Are you selling it?"

"I have some formations here that require these basic materials for maintenance."

Since this thing was worthless, Meng Yi didn't think much about it. He waved his hand and threw it to the other party, then asked:

"Speaking of this thing, is there any difference between selling it yourself and exchanging it with the Defense Department?"

Cen Qiyun didn’t have time to explain just now, so now is a good time to ask.

Zhang Yao nodded, "Well, save the Defense Department any trouble. No need to bargain, they will give you the corresponding merit points.

Merit points can be exchanged for money or other special items, such as extraordinary weapons, potions, portable arrays, etc."

"But... the real good stuff still needs to be found by yourself. The stuff from the Defense Department is pretty ordinary."

Zhang Yao weighed the rib in his hand and said, "I won't cheat you. Forty thousand."

This is higher than Cen Qiyun's estimate, so Meng Yi naturally would not object.

Next, Cen Qiyun conducted combat training, and Mengyi had already started training and using various firearms. This was even faster, and he had finished it in less than an hour.

Zhang Yao was secretly surprised. Are those favored by God so powerful?

Although Meng Yi was also surprised at his own speed of progress, he could understand it with the red fog space.

Zhang Yao stroked his beard and said, "Then let's move on to the next step: training on formations, ritual magic, and potions."

"We don't know much about this either. To be more precise... many people with divine grace only know a little."

"Our training only teaches you to make simple identifications and give you a general understanding."

In this regard, Meng Yi was not as fast as he was in fighting and firearms, it was like listening to a heavenly book.

After an hour of uneasy "literacy class", Meng Yi had a general understanding of these things.

These mysterious knowledge are usually bestowed by gods to corresponding benefactors, and these people are not good men and women, so they certainly have no intention of sharing.

After years of efforts, the government has only been able to popularize some basic knowledge.

Formations and ritual magic are somewhat similar, and to some extent can even be confused with each other. The source of power for both is various extraordinary materials.

However, the formation is more fixed and rigid, and can be maintained for a longer time. The formation of the fortress city has been in operation for thirty years and is relatively more powerful.

The methods and effects of ritual magic are bizarre and strange. It can be a prayer for blessings, a sustained state, a magic trap, etc.

Potions and extraordinary weapons are easier to understand.

The way to distinguish the strength or quality of these things is to use spiritual vision. The more "spirituality" these things contain, the better.

The amount of spirituality contained may be false, and the most intuitive way to distinguish is to look at the power.

"So... other things are fine, but the medicine is fake and comes from a disaster area, right?" Meng Yi seemed to be thinking about something.

Zhang Yao chuckled, "Yes, when you buy a potion, you can't judge its effectiveness by just drinking it."

"Some people even use virus-filled mucus to impersonate medicine...well, anyway, this spiritual thing."

Zhang Yao spread his hands and said, "It's not like only good things have spirituality."

"For example..."

Zhang Yao patted the beard on his chin, and the beard detached from his chin flexibly. Meng Yi could see clearly that the beard was not a beard, but a group of black caterpillars.