40 Chapter 40: Do You Realize You're Flaying the Skin?

The silent night sky, dimly lit. Within the trial field, there was still day and night, but daytime wasn't very bright, and night wasn't too dark. The sky overhead seemed like a lamp that would change with the passage of time.

The exotic beasts of the junior trial field had completely quieted down, and the soldiers of the third battalion of the Martial Arts Corps began to spread out in every corner of the field, starting a carpet search from the outside in.

In the command center, there was a constant flow of people.

Since wireless devices couldn't be added to the trial field, and there were even no wired telephones, contact with subordinate troops depended solely on messenger soldiers running back and forth.

Wu Changfeng commanded from the center, while Wang Lan quietly watched him swiftly issuing orders and swiftly receiving reports. This scene resembled ancient television dramas from his previous life.