End of Day 2

After everyone had dinner, Chiliarch Ling gave them instructions on places they should keep out of. Then, he dismissed them.

Thereafter, Chiliarch Ling turned and left the field.

Chiliarch Ling's instructions were, however, meaningless to them. They could only move around on this field or return to their military tents to rest.

Zhao Gao looked at the sky. It was only 6 pm. Should he go back to sleep?

To the people of Blue Star, sleeping before 10pm was an insult for the young people.

Since he could not think of anything else to do, Zhao Gao decided to continue training!

Zhao Gao thus picked up his saber and shield, and started training at a corner of the field.

He raised his shield, blocked, slashed, and shifted.

Zhao Gao fully immersed himself in practicing every movement.

These skills were crucial to his own survival, so Zhao Gao did not dare to take them lightly.

'More sweat, less blood during battle.'

This short statement revealed the importance of training.

In a peaceful society like the Blue Star, everyone would merely listen and not care much about it.

But over here, the chips are down, pressing. They could go to the battlefield anytime. If they did not train hard, the next person to die might be themselves.

At the end of the day, unless the danger was close and life-threatening, the human race would not even think about working hard.

Without pressure, there would be no motivation.

Time passed slowly. Like Zhao Gao, many people were on the field, training hard too.

Even if they might not be physically fit and their palms blistered, they gritted their teeth and persevered!

These are the kind of people who had thought things through clearly.

They could neither fight against the Talent Spatial Realm; nor could they fight against the fact that they had to go on the battlefield. Their only thought was to become strong enough, in order to survive.

Rest when one is tired; continue training after rest. They did this repeatedly and did not dare slacken.

One hour passed, then two. It was not until three hours later that Zhao Gao stopped his training. He wanted to increase his Skill level before going to bed.

Zhao Gao walked all the way back to his tent. As soon as he entered, he saw his four roommates chatting enthusiastically.

As soon as Zhao Gao entered, one of them greeted him warmly. The man was in his thirties; and had a plump body and a bald head.

"Hey! Little Brother is back."

"Let's get to know each other. My name is Lan Tian, and I'm 38 years old this year. In the future, we'll be living in the same dormitory. We should help one another. Don't get killed the moment you enter the battlefield." said the greasy middle-aged man, who greeted Zhao Gao slyly.

"That's right. Big Brother Lan is right. 'Two is better than one'. Moreover, the five of us will be working together," a skinny 19-year-old youth spoke up, after Lan Tian.

Zhao Gao turned to look at the innocent-looking young man. "Hello, I'm Bai Ling," said the young man.

"Moreover, I believe that as long as we get united and become partners who have each others' backs, we will definitely be able to live on," said the young man as he sincerely extended his hand towards Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao looked at the young man and did not want to reject him arbitrarily. He shook his hand perfunctorily, and replied "I'm Zhao Gao. Let's work together in the future!"

In Zhao Gao's heart, what the youth was saying now was only his own naive thinking.

Moreover, Lan Tian was obviously one of those glib-tongued people in society.

Zhao Gao was certain that with that kind of personality, Lan Tian was definitely one of those who had a better life in a peaceful society like the Blue Star.

However, this was the Infinite Space Battlefield. What was needed, was strength. Everyone was here just for a day; and on the second day, they were already thinking of forming cliques.

Would not this be too keen?

"Hello, my name is Mu Chenxu! This friend beside me is called Te Gudu." another young man who was around 24 years old, introduced himself.

At the same time, he also introduced another guy beside him. He was around 23 years old.

"Te Gudu (special solitude)? Is that even a name? Could it just be a code name? I'm sure you are not willing to tell me your real name!" Zhao Gao thought.

"What a miscalculation. I should have used a code name as well. If someone had the ability to curse on one's name, one would be at a loss!" Zhao Gao silently thought to himself. He then nodded at the two men as a form of greeting.

"You guys continue chatting! I've been training for too long today, and I'm feeling very tired. I want to rest and sleep now." Zhao Gao brushed them off as he did not want to continue talking to them.

In Zhao Gao's heart, these people's chances of survival were less than 20%.

Many others were using their spare time to cultivate and they actually came back to chat. This was a sure path to death!

They still had not figured out where they were at?

If one could survive by forming cliques, then infinite terror would no longer be considered terrifying!

The four of them felt awkward, on seeing Zhao Gao take off his armor and lie on the bed immediately.

They could not believe that they were not given the time of the day.

At this moment, they believed firmly that Zhao Gao was not on their side.

The four of them tacitly excluded Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao, who was lying in bed, did not care what they thought of him. It was not the right time to look for teammates in this Infinite Space.

Besides, even if he wanted a teammate, he would not look for such silly teammates-who still failed to grasp the situation they were in.

This was Zhao Gao's true thought.

Lying on the bed, Zhao Gao opened the system interface and checked his EXP points. He began to upgrade his Elementary Breathing Technique.

As soon as he opened the system interface, the system interface refreshed seven times. In other words, three-and-a-half hours had passed. His EXP points had increased again.

"Current storage EXP: 397 830"

"Elementary Breathing Technique upgrade successful!, Level 18 (231 694)"

"Elementary Breathing Technique has increased by 1 level. Obtained: 1 Freedom Stats points"

"Talent bonus: 0.5 point"

"Freedom Stats Points: 18"

Zhao Gao had spent 231 694 EXP points to upgrade his Elementary Breathing Technique. He was left with only 166 136 EXP points.

Zhao Gao began to feel distressed, on seeing this small amount of EXP.

Last night, he had confidently told himself that he would not be troubled by the EXP bar. Tonight, he was slapped in the face.

Currently, his Skill level was only Level 18. Yet so many EXP points were already needed for upgrade.

What about the next level of Skills?

What about the Character stats! Besides, it was not possible for him to only have one skill.

The Breathing Technique alone was beginning to feel difficult.

Zhao Gao could not imagine what it might be like if he had more Skills in the future.

The more Zhao Gao thought about this, the more anxious he became!

Zhao Gao trembled when he thought about how he could go bald from worrying about the EXP points every day. He could literally be balding from head to toe.

"I can't think about it anymore. The more I think about it, the more annoyed I get. I'm going to sleep. I'll solve this problem in the future!" Zhao Gao made up his mind to leave the problem to the future.

He pulled up his straw mat and 'buried his head in the sand' to sleep.