Chapter 338 - 225: Shooting Birds, News of the Experiment, Origin Demon Royal Clan

Chapter 338: Chapter 225: Shooting Birds, News of the Experiment, Origin Demon Royal Clan

Typically, a sniper-class Martial Artist is considered exceptionally skilled if they can make an effective shot within a minute of spotting a target. Yet, Yu Fei seemed to fire without a thought, the interval between his shots barely two or three seconds.

The man defied all martial common sense. It was completely unscientific.

Half an hour of infusing energy, and all his ammo was spent in less than two minutes.

Yu Fei wasn’t satisfied at all!

"Hey, why is the energy preservation time for these super-bullets so short after infusion? And why do we have to infuse them at all? It would be great if there was a bullet that didn’t need it!"

Yu Fei said to those behind him. He really hated the infusion process, even though he was very fast at it.

Feng Hua was speechless. "That’s because you fire too fast! But I heard Tianwen is researching how to extend the duration of the energy infusion. They said a test model came out in the first half of the year. I remember the test results showed it could last for 24 hours, but there’s been no news since."

She frowned in thought, then took off her helmet, her long hair fluttering in the wind.

The movement in Yu Fei’s hands stopped as he said in surprise:

"So, a full day. A day still seems a bit short!"

Feng Hua just rolled her eyes at him. "A day isn’t enough for you? You should know, if an infusion could last for a full day, it would completely change the current way of war!

Half an hour means you can only do infusions on-site. But if it lasts over a day, the applications would be completely different. At the very least, you could push the frontline forward a thousand kilometers without any problem!"

Yu Fei pouted. "I’d prefer at least a month. Permanent would be even better. That way, we could infuse bullets in our spare time. Bullets we’ve infused with our divine will could probably sell for a high price. It could be another way to earn merits!"

"You sure dare to dream..."

But she couldn’t help but look forward to the future Yu Fei described. If a massive number of super-bullets could be used for concentrated attacks, then super-powered firearms wouldn’t be limited to just sniper rifles. All sorts of automatic weapons would appear.

Ranged combat would no longer be about precision, but about suppressive fire!

The group continued their idle chatter until Yu Fei had fired off ten boxes of bullets, only then leaving to rest.

Since they were participating in the defensive battle, command had arranged barracks for them near the city wall. The first thing they did after coming down from the wall was to shower. Then they handed their armor over to specialized personnel for cleaning and maintenance. Feng Hua treated them to a wonderful meal, and only then did they go to rest.

Death is relentless on the battlefield; the night’s sleep is dreamless.

Early the next morning, Feng Hua immediately took Yu Fei to the front line. The rest of the Yulin Army would be holding steady on the second line today.

After a night’s rest, Feng Hua looked refreshed and radiant.

"Yu Fei, today we need to quickly push the frontline forward ten kilometers and hold it for at least an hour, then slowly fall back!"

"Why?" Yu Fei didn’t understand.

"Because the garrison has to clean up the battlefield. The weapons left by the Spider Demons, their legs, and the remains of the dead demons all need to be dealt with.

This is routine work, done once every three days.

The Spider Demons’ bladed legs and super-powered weapons aren’t worth much to recycle, but you can extract a lot of transcendent metal from their weapons and shields. That’s also one of the sources of battle merits."

Yu Fei grew thoughtful.

"After fighting for over a hundred years, you must have recycled a lot of transcendent metal, right?"

"Of course! Do you need some? We can exchange battle merits for it directly, and you can get a discount!"

Yu Fei was delighted. ’The Melt Gold Jade Body Skill requires consuming a large amount of metal to cultivate. Maybe I can take this opportunity to exchange for some.’

There were a lot more people on the battlefield today. He saw many Martial Artists clad in silver armor; these were the regular Warriors of the garrison army. They usually rested when there were many freelance battle groups, but when there were fewer outside Martial Artists, they had to step up.

At ten in the morning, the general assault began!

A command to assist the Martial Artists’ attack appeared in nearly everyone’s minds. In an instant, the battlefield erupted with multicolored Qi Jin, the glints of blades and spears shining as bright as fireworks.

A Tier 6 Spider Demon Corps had only just appeared when it was pulverized by the concentrated assault, not even having time to activate its protective shields.

Yu Fei and Feng Hua scrambled to and fro, managing to snatch a kill on a single Tier 5 Spider Demon. In the blink of an eye, the frontline had advanced several hundred meters.

Viewed from high above, the attack density from the human Martial Artists suddenly exploded severalfold. Countless mid-tier Yuan Mo were smashed to pieces, the green tide of demons seemingly crashing into an ever-advancing abyss and vanishing completely.

Soon, the frontline reached its designated objective. Yu Fei hadn’t managed to snag many kills along the way. He looked back and saw countless gates suddenly open in the city wall. A large number of Second and Third Realm Martial Artists sped out in transport vehicles and began loading valuable spoils of war onto them.

At the same time, Yu Fei also saw a type of flamethrower vehicle and a collection vehicle equipped with a vacuum function gradually moving across every corner of the battlefield.

The flamethrower vehicles went first, burning the residue left after the demons’ bodies decomposed on the ground into blackish-brown ash. The vacuum trucks followed close behind, collecting the ashes.

"What’s that for?"

Yu Fei asked curiously.

A silver-armored Warrior next to him glanced at him twice before explaining:

"If we didn’t deal with this residue, I’m afraid it wouldn’t be long before the ground level is as high as the city wall! And didn’t you know? The ashes of the Yuan Mo are a top-tier fertilizer for transcendent crops. Weight for weight, this stuff is way more expensive than that pile of scrap metal!"

"Huh?"

The silver-armored Warrior continued, "Every time I see these green-skinned trash dissolve after they die, my heart aches. So much good fertilizer just evaporates. Thankfully, this stuff is a renewable resource. Otherwise, the Abyss wouldn’t be able to support so many Martial Artists!"

Yu Fei was shocked. ’Truly, there’s no such thing as trash in this world, only things in the wrong place.’

In a place like the Abyss, after fighting the Yuan Mo for so many years, humanity wasn’t just bleeding in the war; they had also figured out how to exploit the residual value of the Yuan Mo.

They held their ground until the battlefield cleanup was complete, only then gradually slowing their offensive and retreating.

Because of the discovery of the Cangyun Constant, and the Yuan Mo’s mechanical method of attack, humans couldn’t expand their gains, nor did they really dare to. It was like a weight on their shoulders—a weight that could only be increased, never removed.

Every expansion of occupied territory had to be carefully considered.

This was one of the "human conundrums" that Ye Shuping had spoken of.

Ye Shuping’s hope was to cultivate an exceptional Martial Artist, someone who could single-handedly tear through the Yuan Mo and uncover the secrets behind them.

Doing it this way wouldn’t count as a substantial geographical occupation, so it wouldn’t trigger the mechanical increase in Yuan Mo forces. Perhaps only by understanding the reason behind this mechanism could they solve this conundrum.

Between increasing humanity’s overall strength a hundredfold and cultivating one exceptional Martial Artist, the latter was clearly more achievable for Ye Shuping.

The many border realms each had their own unique characteristics. Every alien race humanity had encountered so far had proven difficult to deal with in some way. It seemed humanity was locked on its home planet, unable to take a single step outward.

The vast and numerous border realms were humanity’s source of resources, but also its cage.

After that day, Yu Fei became even more at ease on the battlefield. He and Feng Hua continued to work together, which was mutually beneficial.

The combined group of the Yulin Army and the Salted Fish Team also successfully established themselves on the front line. With the Salted Fish Team as the main force and the Yulin Army in support, they managed to annihilate a Tier 6 Spider Demon Corps, but the battle was exceptionally brutal.

Many people were severely injured.

Yu Fei and Feng Hua stood guard the entire time but didn’t personally intervene.

As Feng Hua said, this was a path everyone had to walk. They had to become strong on their own, not rely on their squad leader to solve every problem with overwhelming force.

In a group, members and their leader should complement each other. Long-term dependence on one party to carry the weight will ultimately not be sustainable.

Feng Hua’s words were subtle, but Yu Fei understood her meaning. He was too good to the members of the Yulin Army. There was no need to argue the point; he had his own ideas.

During this time, the hidden guardian Martial Artists were always present. Observing with this preconception, Yu Fei noticed something fishy. Attacks that should have been fatal were, through a series of coincidences, reduced to minor or serious injuries.

The injured would only think they were lucky and might not have even noticed.

It seemed Shenhan’s protection over them was meticulous. They allowed the members to gain experience while also preserving their self-confidence. That was no easy feat.

At sunrise on the seventh day, a piercing alarm blared. It was a summons for all Martial Artists.

Feng Hua urgently sought out Yu Fei.

"High-tier Yuan Mo are attacking! To the wall, quickly!"

"The Yuan Mo royalty? The humanoid ones?"

"Yes!"

Feng Hua’s expression was grim.