Ye Feng looked at the time, turned around, put on the air purification helmet, and went to the combat readiness area at the door for his final rest.
The man snorted coldly: "It's rare that you still acknowledge the existence of me."
There was an indescribable sense of depression in his voice.
"How do you know the person I'm talking about is you? You don't have a name or a surname."
Ye Feng adjusted the angle of his helmet and checked the details.
This is the simplest air purification helmet, so it cannot completely protect against radiation and invasion from the outside atmosphere. You need to apply a layer of protective glue on your face.
The man chuckled: "Is there anyone else who wants to die with you?"
"I say, shouldn't we have a nickname? I can't just keep calling you 'Hey' or 'Hey'. I'm not a grown-up girl, so why should I be so reserved?"
Ye Feng really didn't understand why this person was so secretive. It was just a name. If it wasn't for convenience, he wouldn't even bother asking. Did he think he cared about it?
The man thought about it and reluctantly replied, "You can call me Safeng."
Tsk, saying a name as if it were alms, such condescension.
"Which sa? Which feng?"
"It doesn't matter."
Ye Feng sighed again and said firmly: "This is definitely not your real name."
He began to methodically check each component of the gun, meticulously examining every slot and every part, allowing himself to gradually adapt and become familiar with the feel of the gun.
This was his habit before going to the battlefield.
A senior once told him that one should treat the weapon in his hand like a lover, showing the utmost patience, understanding every structure of its body as much as possible, and establishing the closest connection with it.
In this way, you can drive it with ease.
The man also admitted frankly: "You are not qualified to know my real name."
Oh, how arrogant...
"Okay, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter what you call it. As long as you are satisfied."
It’s just a name, Ye Feng didn’t bother about it.
"Let me guess, you think it's embarrassing that you, a 2S-level warrior, are controlled by a mere A-level warrior like me, and are in such a passive and helpless situation.
"If I tell you your real name, or let me know who you are, will you feel even more embarrassed and tarnish your reputation?"
“…Don’t make ignorant guesses.”
There was a lingering irritation in Safeng's voice.
"Haha," Ye Feng wanted to laugh out loud, but unfortunately, he couldn't make any big expressions on his "frozen" face.
"Okay, Safeng, let's not talk about anything else. But there is one thing you should know. If I really die, you might be able to take over this body smoothly."
Safeng didn't expect him to suddenly bring this up. After a long pause, he replied bluntly, "Indeed, and it seems that this possibility is very high."
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and took aim, feeling the distance. He held the gun steadily in his palm, and his right index finger lightly rested on the trigger. This familiar feeling made his heart gradually calm down.
"Then you must seize this opportunity and don't let this body be eaten by strange beasts."
Ye Feng said casually: "When that time comes, I congratulate you. Really, live well!"
12 o'clock sharp.
He stood up straight, stretched his shoulders and neck, keeping his body in the most flexible state, and then said softly: "Safeng, let's get started!"
He reached out and pushed open the door to the outside world, and his eyes became solemn and sharp.
At this moment, he seemed to be back to a familiar place.
Whenever he and his brothers were about to set out to face an extremely dangerous and severe test, they would say this lightly before setting off and call each other's names.
Like a ritual.
No matter what situation they face, he believes that he and his brothers can move forward and get through it.
Only when you start work can you finish work. Being able to finish work means you are still alive.
The light penetrated the dark brick-red atmosphere, scorching the earth.
The charred land, connected to a series of undulating bare mountains, with no trace of green in sight, makes people feel an uncomfortable and cramped feeling from the bottom of their hearts.
The atmospheric environment is really bad.
The heat and desolation were suffocating.
Even through the helmet and a thick layer of low-quality protective gel, Ye Feng could still feel the waves of heat coming towards him.
The protective suit has an automatic temperature-regulating function. In less than half a minute, the burning pain on Ye Feng's body was relieved.
This is the outer city of the eighth planet - the wild free hunting area.
The Cang Yan family is like a barrier, separating the inner city and the outer city.
It also separates technology and wilderness.
There are a lot of information about purchasing treasures from exotic beasts in the mission center. Ye Feng’s idea is to hunt as many exotic beasts as possible here.
No matter what to do next or how to do it, the first thing is to make money.
It all depends on these 10 hours!
Ye Feng held the gun in his right hand and tightly grasped the dagger with his left hand, with the tip of the knife facing forward and firmly placed under the particle gun. He looked around vigilantly, and was in a state of complete alert.
With the help of combat boots, his body became lighter and more agile, like a leopard, silently blending into the mountain like a shadow, and sneaking quietly with the help of some messy rocks as cover.
Suddenly, he stopped in alert and tightened his grip on the gun.
The intuition developed from being in dangerous environments for many years told him that there was danger nearby!
At the same time, a voice in my head said, "There's a Fubi Beast behind you on the right and in front of you on the left. Their fatal point is in their jaws, which is very hidden. They are expected to attack within ten seconds. Be prepared to fight."
Ye Feng didn't expect Sa Feng to warn him at this time, and even stated the fatal point so clearly. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Thank you."
"No need, I just don't want this body to be ruined yet."
Safeng could see that Ye Feng must have received some training in wilderness survival. Although some of his behavioral habits were different from those of most people, he had his own set of rules.
In short, it was a little better than he expected.
But it's just a little bit.
"Don't worry, I'm not that weak."
After Ye Feng finished speaking, he suddenly jumped up and rolled to the side from his hiding place. In his peripheral vision, he saw two black shadows rushing towards him from the direction he had just mentioned, one in front and one behind, as fast as lightning.
He lay on his back, feeling a dark shadow approaching him, accompanied by a cold, hard, and fishy wind that made his scalp tingle.
Ye Feng held the gun steadily in his right hand, his eyes sharp as a torch, following the rough and cracked lines on the abdomen, finding the smooth white area the size of a palm at the jaw.
In a flash, he pulled the trigger.
He then rolled on the ground, escaping the attack range of another black shadow, and quickly stood up with smooth and graceful movements.
A deafening "Ah Wuu" scream came from the air behind him, followed by a "thump" sound, which was the dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. The ground shook and stirred up a cloud of dust.
A crouching beast has died.
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