A slender figure shuttled through the jungle, observing everything around with sharp eyes.
What we need to guard against here is not only the attacks from wild beasts, but more importantly, the plots from our own kind.
The monitoring room was divided into several screens, with the center screen facing Beichen. Three instructors stood in front of the video feed, watching Beichen in the video, while one instructor recorded Beichen's various data.
"This one is pretty good among this batch of freshmen," said one of the instructors.
"Average adaptability, low physical strength, good endurance, and average overall strength." The instructor who recorded various data reported Beichen's data.
The leading man whispered, "Switch."
The video was quickly switched and the screen changed to another student.
This is a closed devil training camp that does not belong to any family.
All the major families are wary of this place and will not provoke it easily.
Among the world's top ten masters, three of them must have come from here.
There is a constant influx of fresh blood here. These people may have entered through selection, or they may have been spotted by people in the organization and brought back to the base. There are also people like Beichen who spent a lot of money to get in.
Anyone who wants to get out has to pass the test of the base, and the standard of the test is to kill the same group of people who entered the base and become No. 1 among them, and only then will they be qualified to get out.
Beichen looked at the surveillance camera above his head. With it, Beichen had never used his supernatural powers.
Here they don't know any news from the outside world, because everything in the outside world has nothing to do with them.
What they have to do is to keep growing, absorb all the knowledge, defeat everyone, and get out of here.
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Three years later
On the tarmac of the base, an instructor returned to him the things he had brought with him.
Beichen looked at the phone and stroked it gently, as if he was stroking a rare treasure.
Seeing how much he treasured the phone, the instructor thought about why he had disliked the phone they gave him before.
"Congratulations." The instructor looked at him, and there was something more in his cold eyes.
That was an expression one would show to one's most proud students.
Over the years, he was the fastest learner and the most ruthless among all the students. Before that, they were not optimistic about him, but as time went on, his performance greatly exceeded everyone's expectations.
He defeated many who were far more powerful than him, becoming the reigning king of his world. Even the instructors in the entire base were no match for him.
He once asked him, "Why do you want to become stronger?"
He only said one sentence.
He wants to protect who he wants to protect.
The instructor didn't ask who that was.
The instructor watched Beichen board the plane and fly away from this closed devilish base.
Beichen couldn't wait to return to her side and tell her that he could protect her and keep her from being bullied.
He looked over and over again at the things she had bought for him. After three years, these things had become a little old, but he was reluctant to throw them away and still kept them carefully.
He looked at those things from time to time, as if looking at them was like seeing her.
His mind couldn't help but recall the scene of her fiercely stuffing these things into his hands.
Those cold and deep eyes gradually became warm.
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