"Everyone, I am the one who initiated this mission, Sha Po Lang. Now that we have enough people for the mission, let's all meet at the city gate tomorrow at noon and get ready."

After a while, Chen Feng's Freedom Soldier badge vibrated slightly, emitting a faint light. He looked down and saw a message displayed on the badge, a notification from the person who initiated the mission he had accepted.

Chen Feng gently stroked the badge, feeling its cool metallic texture, as if he could touch the importance of the mission.

He knew that the missions of the free soldiers at Tianlang Pass were divided into several categories, and the mission he had taken on was likely the most difficult one of them.

The military's missions, whether it was to scout the werewolf territory or to investigate werewolf tribes, were fraught with unknown dangers.

The image of those sinister and terrifying werewolves involuntarily surfaced in Chen Feng's mind; their sharp claws and ferocious faces sent chills down his spine.

However, as a free agent, Chen Feng was already used to facing all kinds of dangers and challenges. He took a deep breath, a determined glint in his eyes.

He began to inspect his equipment, making sure every weapon was in optimal condition. He carefully wiped the longsword in his hand, feeling the sharpness of the blade as if it were an extension of his own life.

In addition, there are also some tasks posted by private individuals.

These tasks are typically carried out by individuals who obtain relevant information, organize teams to execute them, and pay the recipients accordingly.

Of course, any extra profits will belong to the initiator. However, it should be noted that these types of private tasks often come with higher risks.

On the one hand, they may encounter various dangers while carrying out missions; on the other hand, they may also face threats from their comrades.

After all, human nature is complex and unpredictable; who can guarantee that no one will be tempted by greed when faced with personal gain?

Therefore, one must be extremely careful when accepting private assignments, considering not only the inherent dangers of the task itself but also potential human-caused crises.

You know, everyone looks out for themselves. If, during the mission, someone discovers a treasure that is tempting and coveted, it's inevitable that someone in the team will become greedy and commit murder and robbery.

Although everyone is human and should theoretically unite against external threats, few people can resist the temptation of treasures that can enhance their cultivation and strength.

Just like in the human realm, there are also various families and forces. In addition to the destructive nature of the evil god cult organizations, some families and forces are also secretly doing some shady things, just to seek the interests of their families.

"Received," Chen Feng replied succinctly.

In fact, he didn't have many things to pack.

His storage ring, especially the storage compartments on the panel, was already stocked with all sorts of daily necessities and combat equipment.

Chen Feng is not short of money now, so he has made ample preparations for resources to assist in cultivation, weapons for self-defense, and equipment for wilderness survival.

These supplies are not only plentiful, but can even be used by hundreds of people.

However, Chen Feng's real motivation for participating in this field mission was not merely to obtain payment.

For him, the more important thing was to improve his mental strength through fighting werewolves.

Compared to self-cultivation, this method allows him to progress much faster.

Around noon on July 3, after having lunch, Chen Feng arrived early at the gate of Tianlang Pass leading out of the city.

At this moment, he had disguised his face as an ordinary young man, and even his figure had become much thinner.

However, when he looked around, he was surprised to find that many people around him were wearing masks, some even wearing black robes and large hats that covered most of their faces.

"Anyone want to team up and go hunting in the wilderness outside the city?" someone shouted.

"Anyone want to go and establish a forward outpost? Our team is a few people short. Anyone who is a sixth-rank martial artist will do." Some teams even put up banners.

"Gentlemen, a few days ago I discovered traces of gray werewolves dozens of miles to the side of the new No. 8 stronghold. Anyone want to form a team to raid the gray werewolf tribe?" A martial artist called out loudly to the group.

Chen Feng immediately understood that the people gathered here were all free soldiers. Some were waiting for their comrades, while others were probably waiting for missions or recruiting people to form teams.

Chen Feng watched everything unfolding before him with great interest, a faint smile playing on his lips.

However, at that moment, his badge suddenly vibrated.

It turned out to be a message from the person who initiated the mission: "I am under a big tree in the northeast corner, wearing a black robe and carrying a big knife. If you come, come and meet me."

Chen Feng's heart tightened, and he quickly turned his head, scanning his surroundings.

Finally, his gaze settled on a large tree in the northeast corner.

There, a figure dressed in a black robe and carrying a large sword came into view.

He couldn't help but exclaim, "This guy is really mysterious!"

After saying that, Chen Feng lifted his foot without hesitation and walked towards the big tree.

At the same time, three or four Freedom soldiers in different uniforms also noticed the situation.

They all stood up and walked towards the big tree.

Some of these people were wearing camouflage uniforms, some were wearing black suits, and some were wearing ordinary casual clothes, but each of them exuded a cold aura.

Soon, everyone gathered under the large tree. The black-robed man standing in front of the tree silently observed them, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes.

Chen Feng and the others also sized each other up, secretly guessing the specific details of this mission.

"You're Sha Po Lang?"

A man in a gray robe looked at the man in a black robe sitting under a big tree and said.

"That's right, it's me."

The man in black robes had a very hoarse voice with an eerie quality, and it was clear that it wasn't his original voice.

At the same time, he was wearing a half-mask, only revealing the area below his mouth, making it impossible to see his true face.

However, when Chen Feng saw the other person, he felt a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had seen this man in black robes somewhere before.

"Are there still people who haven't arrived?"

At this point, including Chen Feng, only five people had gathered, two short of the required eight. Someone frowned and asked.

"Sorry we're late."

At this moment, a middle-aged couple came hand in hand. The man said apologetically to everyone, "It seems that their relationship is not ordinary."

"Are you all from the same family?"

The initiator stared intently at the man and woman before him, his tone tinged with doubt.

The man was tall and his straight spine resembled that of an ancient pine tree. His eyes were firm and deep, as if he had weathered countless storms.

His face bears the marks of time, yet it does not diminish his handsomeness or fortitude.

The old military uniform he was wearing, though faded, was still neat and clean, as if telling the story of his past glory.