“Compared to a civilization crisis, matters of love seem so insignificant …” Lu Sheng’s desire for a sweet romance faded.
After some thought, he decided to personally visit the fissure.
Although Lu Sheng had killed many exotic beasts, he had never ventured deep into a catacomb fissure.
“This trip is mainly to understand the situation, find a secret mine, and earn some merits …”
Lu Sheng was in dire need of merits.
He needed them for forging the Heavenly Wish Wheel Blade and to settle his debt of ten million merit points.
He had already checked the storage points of several medium and large secret orichalcum and mithril mines in the East.
There happened to be one in the Ninth War Zone, located in a Class AAA fissure, a medium-sized secret mithril mine.
His current weapons and equipment weren’t up to par, so going directly to an Class S or Class SS Catacomb fissure was risky. A Class AAA fissure seemed appropriate.
“Ten percent of any gains must be handed over to the military… Ten percent is not much, I can accept that.”
Lu Sheng thought it best to make multiple trips, accumulate enough weapons, and then report the mine’s location to the military.
Perfect for everyone.
Tapping his ceramic teacup with his index finger, Lu Sheng made a crisp “ding ding” sound.
“If I go alone, I can’t carry much. Better hire a few people to help …”
He quickly thought of some suitable candidates.
The members of the Tiger Scorpion Squad stood up from their chairs in excitement and disbelief.
“Lord Lu wants us to be his guides into the catacomb?”
“That’s what Lord Lu said,” Zhan Hongyu replied with a beaming smile, “Lord Lu has just joined the military district and hasn’t been inside a catacomb fissure yet, so he thought of us. But with his strength, it shouldn’t be a problem for him. I think …”
Zhan Hongyu paused, “Lord Lu wants to take us into the catacomb to express his gratitude.”
The bald man with a scorpion tattoo on his head was so excited his face turned red.
“Being led into the catacomb by a top star general—this is beyond my wildest dreams!”
“If other A level teams come to know, they’d be insanely jealous,” said the handsome young man in the team, smiling.
The usually quiet middle-aged man succinctly said, “Let’s go.”
Zhan Hongyu added, “This is a great opportunity, guys. Merits are secondary. Building a good relationship with Lord Lu is key.”
“Don’t worry, Captain, we get it.”
“When does Lord Lu want to leave?”
“Tonight, we convene at the mission center.”
Six hours later, the fully armed Tiger Scorpion Squad arrived at the mission center.
The light from the sunset was fading away.
A military green off-road vehicle was parked in a corner, with a tall figure leaning against it.
Bathed in the setting sun, he was meticulously cleaning a mithril spear, a scene like an oil painting.
Seeing the familiar figure, the squad members were filled with excitement and quickly approached.
Lu Sheng looked up at the Tiger Scorpion Squad, put down the red crystal dragon-patterned spear, and said calmly, “You’re here.”
“We’re ready, sir,” Zhan Hongyu said respectfully.
Unlike their first meeting, Zhan Hongyu had abandoned her practical full-body combat suit for a tight, navel-baring crop top and hot pants with alloy boots.
For the approaching winter, it was rather revealing.
Lu Sheng understood her intentions but chose to ignore them, glancing at the squad’s equipment, “Let’s take a few more cars and more supply bags …”
After a thought, he added, “I have a large appetite and don’t like to share a car with others.”
The squad was momentarily stunned but quickly agreed.
Lu Sheng’s words were their highest command, and no one objected.
Soon, the bald man and the middle-aged man each drove another off-road vehicle, loaded with several bags of supplies.
Lu Sheng considered having Zhan Hongyu and the young man each drive one, but that seemed too odd, so he let it go.
Once ready, the group set off for the Class AAA catacomb fissure.
Zhan Hongyu naturally took the front passenger seat next to Lu Sheng.
“Sir, taking a helicopter would be faster and more convenient,” she suggested, leaning slightly toward Lu Sheng.
“I know,” Lu Sheng replied, gripping the steering wheel. The off-road vehicle roared like a beast, speeding out of the general star area.
“But I just learned to drive and want to practice,” he said casually.
He wasn’t lying; this was his first time driving in this life, and he wanted to enjoy it.
Zhan Hongyu understood.
The three vehicles quickly left the star general area and entered the wilderness, heading toward the catacomb fissure in the direction of the sunset.
The off-road vehicles raced across the desolate landscape, occasionally passing under warplanes and helicopters.
The night wind blew through Lu Sheng’s slightly long hair, his side profile looking increasingly handsome in the dim light.
Zhan Hongyu, initially planning to chat and build rapport, was mesmerized by his side profile in the rearview mirror, unable to speak, just swallowing nervously.
Lu Sheng’s voice snapped her out of her trance.
“Tell me briefly about the situation inside the catacomb.”
“Oh, okay,” Zhan Hongyu, startled, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and explained, “The catacomb fissure is layered. The deeper you go, the stronger the beasts become. No one knows how many layers there are. Besides the ever-present beasts, the real danger is …”
Zhan Hongyu turned, looking seriously at Lu Sheng, “The Abyss!”