There were many windows in the central hall. A huge LCD screen hung in the middle. Mission information scrolled on the screen. It was a bit like a high-speed train station or an airport flight announcement. Many people stood below, looking and discussing at the same time.
Lu Sheng also walked up and blended into the crowd to check it out.
Mission Requirement: Level 4 Martial Artist and above.
Mission Reward: 500,000 cash, 5 academic credits
Mission Requirement: Level 4 Martial Artist or above with rich combat experience.
Mission Reward: 2 million cash, 20 credits (depending on the number of suspects killed).
Mission Requirement: Martial Artist of Level 5 or above, with rich combat experience and outstanding results in Cold Weapons Class. It is recommended to form a team of two or more people to complete the mission.
Mission Reward: 10 million cash, 50 academic credits
“Class A mission …” Lu Sheng looked at it for a while and was puzzled.
“Why are all the missions about capturing fugitives?”
Next to him, a senior student with a red headband and a white basketball uniform turned his head to look at him. He said in surprise, “Is this your first time taking on a mission? The entire morning will be filled with wanted missions. The exotic beast mission will be released in the afternoon. The other missions are at night.”
After saying that, the senior student looked Lu Sheng up and down, and his expression became even more surprised.
“Why do you look like a freshman? A freshman?”
Lu Sheng looked at him and didn’t say anything. He nodded to show that he understood.
He appeared under a window in a flash, and said to a girl who was staring blankly at a computer screen, “I want to take on a mission.”
The people in charge of taking on missions in the mission center were all students of the school. Most of them were sophomores.
The girl hurriedly glanced at Lu Sheng and quickly asked, “Which one? Mission …?”
Lu Sheng turned his head to look at the mission at the top of the screen, and reported the mission.
The girl tapped on the keyboard, and suddenly cried out.
“Class AA Mission? Are you sure? ”
She turned her head and looked at Lu Sheng in surprise, as if she was waiting for Lu Sheng to say something like “Oh, sorry, that’s not right.”
But she was disappointed.
“Is there a mission higher than Class AA?” Lu Sheng asked.
The girl’s expression suddenly became a little cold.
“Student, I’m warning you. If you deliberately have come to make fun of me, I can report it to the school and deduct your academic credits.”
Lu Sheng also frowned and asked, “Why, isn’t this the window for taking missions?”
The girl sneered at him and pointed at the words on the computer screen. “Mission requirements: Level 6 or above, full academic credits in Cold Weapon, strong combat ability. Do you meet these requirements?”
Lu Sheng didn’t waste time with her. He directly took something out of his pocket and slapped it in front of the girl. The girl glanced at it, and then her eyes almost popped out of their sockets. This was a very beautiful badge. Most of it was made up of silver, with golden patterns mixed in the middle.
In the middle of the badge, there was an exquisite “6″.
A Level 6 Martial Artist badge.
“Uh …” The girl picked up the badge and stared at it for a while. Then she looked up at Lu Sheng in disbelief and said, “This is yours?”
Lu Sheng’s face was expressionless as he calmly stretched out his right hand.
Golden Qi rolled between his fair and slender fingers, flowing back and forth like liquid gold, dazzling brilliance flashing.
“Do you want me to punch you?”
The girl suddenly shivered. Looking at Lu Sheng’s cold eyes, she suddenly felt a chill run down her back.
“The mission also requires you to have full credits for your cold weapons major …” The girl braced herself and said.
Lu Sheng said calmly, “Just an hour ago, my Spear Arts instructor Yu Haibo just acknowledged my completion and graduation from the class. I think the academic credits will be added up soon.”
“Oh …” The girl nodded stiffly and said, “Then take out your student ID, I’ll register it. Missions above Class A need to be approved by the school leaders. It’s not something you can accept just because you want to. It’s up to the school leaders to decide whether to give it to you or not.”
“Okay.” Lu Sheng handed over his student ID without hesitation.
The girl took the student ID from Lu Sheng with both hands and looked at it carefully. Then she looked up at him in surprise.
“How long are you going to dawdle? Do you think I won’t complain about you?” Lu Sheng was really impatient.
The girl quickly shut up, and her fingers quickly typed on the keyboard. In less than half a minute, all the procedures were completed.
“The mission center will send you a message or call the moment the review results are out. Please keep an eye on it.”
The girl returned the student ID to Lu Sheng and said quickly … Lu Sheng nodded and didn’t bother to say anything more to her. He grabbed the student ID and Level 6 Martial Artist badge on the windowsill and left. Ever since he came to the Jingdu Province, he had been carrying the martial artist badge on him. He didn’t expect to use it here today.
When Lu Sheng left, the girl at the window immediately let out a sigh of relief.
Seeing that no one was coming, her face suddenly lit up with the fire of gossip. She called out to the seniors on the windowsill.
“Quick, come here. Guess who I just received?”
“It’s almost time to eat. Let’s go to the Sage Martial Tower in the afternoon …”
Lu Sheng left the mission center, took out his phone and glanced at it. He simply changed his direction and went to the cafeteria.
He didn’t plan to go to the Cold Weapons Training (cultivation) Room today.
The spear that Xia Pingnan gave him hadn’t arrived yet. Even if he went, he wouldn’t be able to train. It would be a waste of time. What Lu Sheng didn’t know was that on his way to the cafeteria, the posts about him on the school’s website went viral again.
“You’re very talented. Among the freshmen I’ve taught, except for a few people, you’re probably the most talented one to practice swordsmanship …”
In a small square, Huo Dong, holding a saber in one hand, stood beside a dark-skinned middle-aged man with thick knuckles. He listened to the other party’s generous praise and appreciation.
The surrounding freshmen all looked at him with envy and slight admiration.
Some people whispered.
“Huo Dong is too scary. It’s only been a few hours and he’s already practiced the basic swordsmanship to this extent. He’s a monster!”
“Maybe he’s already practiced it before. He’s learned it from his family …”
“Bullshit, can’t the instructor tell if he’s held a saber before? Huo Dong doesn’t have any calluses on his hands …”
“That’s really awesome …”
Huo Dong listened to these words and felt that the confidence he had lost in his chest was slowly regaining.
He gently stroked the training saber in his hand.
The saber vibrated slightly, as if it was responding to him.