Spare Me, Great Lord!

At this time, everyone was nervous, because they had been warned about the dangers of the Lop Nur ruins. Moreover, the training had shaped their attitude to be one of seriousness.

On the other hand, Lu Shu, who looked rather carefree, indeed seemed like someone who had joined through illegitimate means.

“We shall wait and see. It’s a different matter if he really is a flower in the greenhouse,” another person commented. It was the same as how Gao Shenyin used to despise Chen Zuan, as those who had gone through hardships tended to hold the weak in contempt.

Furthermore, the seven of them were daring individuals, which explained their injuries during the actual combat practice.

At this moment, the chief officer arrived. Just when Lu Shu was about to wave hi at him, the officer shivered slightly in shock and immediately pulled him aside out of other people’s sight. “Hahaha, nice to see you again, Captain Lu. How are you doing?”

Lu Shu smiled. “I’m fine. Why are you here? I thought you were you at the Capital. Back then, we…”

“Hahaha, Captain Lu, let bygones be bygones,” the chief officer said, embarrassed, “I was assigned to be the chief officer of the camp. Your sister, Lu Xiaoyu, did very well…”

Lu Shu now understood that he had been pulled here because the man did not want his dark history of getting beaten up by Lu Shu to be exposed. In any case, as a chief officer, he needed to save some face.

“Of course, of course!” Lu Shu laughed. He certainly had to show some respect.

Not far away, the seven students could not hear a word of their conversation, but they had noticed something strange. “Have you ever see the chief officer so amiable to anyone before?”

“Nope…”

“He must have a very powerful background for the chief officer to be so kind to him!” another person asserted.

“It seems we are right, he came through the back door. Ha, sadly, the time has changed. Even if he has some background, sooner or later he will be left behind without sufficient power.” Another person sneered.

When Lu Shu returned to the team, he noticed a slight change in the atmosphere, as though the seven students were not willing to interact with him at all.

Lu Shu did not mind, though, because he was there to explore the ruins, not to socialize.

The chief officer gave his instructions while facing them, “I shall not repeat the danger of this Lop Nur ruins. I expect each of you to observe the rules on the way. It will not be a short journey. Don’t be the black sheep in your teams. Your performance in the exploration will be recorded in your future files. This is a serious matter.”

The seven people answered solemnly, “Yes, Sir!”

It was more like an opportunity for the talented students, who had become even stronger after the training, to finally display all their abilities. Without any experience in field survival and actual combat, they were excited about the upcoming adventure as if it was their new toy.

The ride on the military carrier was not one of comfort. In fact, it was even less stable than a green train [1. A type of slow, cheap trains that were prevalent in China until the 1990s]. On the bright side, the carrier was comparatively spacious given that there were only eight people on board.

This time, the Heavenly Network had not only chartered a huge fleet of military carriers to transport the tens of thousands of students to Lop Nur, they had also hired numerous trains headed towards the northern border of the country. Fortunately, the transportation system in China was very developed nowadays, and the number of passengers during the Lunar New Year could even hit 2.9 billion every year. It was like a national migration across the entirety of China.

Many social problems had been solved effortlessly with the improvement in infrastructure.

The seven students were engaged in a heated discussion about the things to take note about the ruins.

Soon, they heard Lu Shu snoring from their side. Lu Shu was fast asleep on the bench beside the loading compartment, despite the bumpy ride.

“From Jiang Feng’s distress, +66!”

“From Li Jianren’s distress, +66!”

“From…”

Jiang Feng gave a cold laugh. “No early preparation and no equipment, he’s doomed.”

Li Jianren could not care less. “We can’t do anything if he wants to die in there.”

In fact, Lu Shu had gone through three ruins and he was well aware that the internal situation of the ruins could never be known from the outside. For example, things like skeletons that emerged from the ground of the Beimang ruins, the magical trees of the Salt Lake ruins, and gargoyles of Koh Chang Island. Who could possibly anticipate those in advance?

Hence, the most important matter at the moment was sufficient rest, instead of engaging in ill-founded speculations.

Nonetheless, Jiang Feng’s team could not have possibly known Lu Shu’s true identity either. To those ordinary Daoyuan Class students, the Class A aptitude geniuses were the strongest individuals among their peers, but to Shi Xuejin, Lu Shu was on yet an even higher level than them.

Of course, it remained to be seen whether he would be caught up to in the end.

Actually, Lu Shu was not sleeping throughout the entire journey, but he rested with his eyes closed even when he was awake. His flying daggers, Corpsedog and Concealed Arrow, did not waste any time scraping against the chi mountain, just like what they had done before the collapse of the mountain.

Lu Shu’s sword practice did not stop for a single day since his return from the Collection of Gods. In addition, under Hai Gongzi’s instructions, the accumulation of snow had sped up by more than twice as compared to before. As a result, Lu Shu’s chi mountain had increased in size in merely two months.

The mountain grew in height as it was sharpened. Maybe the sword spirit would appear again when the snow mountain was formed.

Lu Shu felt great pain at the moment the mountain collapsed, but he was soon pleasantly surprised at the birth of the sword spirit. Li Xianyi’s way of sharpening the chi mountain was simple and mechanical, and only aimed to produce more nascent aurablades for battles as it went.

But Lu Shu had obtained an extra sword spirit by enduring the temporary pain. Now, he already knew whose method was more effective. He had also told the old man about it.

The old man was dumbfounded when he learned that a sword spirit appeared with the collapse of Lu Shu’s chi mountain. He had definitely not seen that coming!

Back then, he was merely making a suggestion without much confidence. How did Lu Shu even succeed?!

How lucky was he! His sea of chi was supposed to be suppressed by the snow mountain and yet it turned out to be a blessing in disguise…