Ruan Mingchu loosened his fist and revealed a slight smile: "Okay, someone will come to take you out for food, drinks and fun after dawn."
Banlan was satisfied and patted his chest: "Then I'll work hard for you too."
After waiting a while, Banlan saw that Ruan Mingchu was spacing out again. She mentally complained that he was being silly, pointed to her neck, and asked, "Aren't you going to let me wear it?"
Humans are all cowards, afraid of dazzling and powerful forces!
Banlan certainly didn't want to wear a "dog leash," but he could endure it for the sake of delicious food. If those ugly monsters hadn't wanted him dead, he wouldn't have run away.
Ruan Mingchu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt an urge to cry. If he hadn't been persecuted by that group of scum, he would have been such a lovely child.
He shook his head: "No need, as long as you behave, you don't need to."
Banlan gave a haughty "Mmm".
Ruan Mingchu and Banlan parted ways. Regardless of whether Banlan's behavior just now was real or fake, as long as he dared to act recklessly, no matter where he ran, Ruan Mingchu could take his life in an instant.
Ruan Mingchu contacted Ruan Yueyi, who was closest to the location, and asked him to come pick her up. Ruan Mingchu then returned to the mission center and changed the mission.
Since Banlan can't move, she naturally has to change tasks.
But his back-and-forth attracted the attention of others, and some small rumors began to spread in the shadows.
Viewers watching the 19th Regiment's live stream were extremely dissatisfied! The technology in StarCraft allows for camera coverage day and night, although it's slightly worse at night, there are still a large number of night owl viewers tuning in to watch the live stream.
But they couldn't stand it if there wasn't a single person they wanted to see in the shot. They wanted to see Ruan Mingchu, Mu Yu, and the handsome young man!
They finally managed to spot him when Ruan Mingchu went to the mission center again, but he disappeared in just a few seconds!
What happened to the agreed-upon method of letting netizens vote to determine the camera shots?!
Why didn't they give Nguyen Minh Thu any screen time despite casting so many votes for him?
The complaint hotline is practically overwhelmed with calls to the league's official channels; they're in a real hurry too. Can aerial photography even keep up with Nguyen Minh Thu's speed?!
Left with no other option, they issued a statement saying that they would try their best to film the people that netizens wanted to see, but there was nothing they could do if people didn't cooperate.
They couldn't specifically assign someone who could keep up with those people to be a bodyguard.
If you're really not satisfied, then don't watch it.
This official website is garbage; it's infuriating netizens to the point of having heart attacks.
Each team has one chance to change tasks per day; any more than that will result in a deduction of points.
Ruan Mingchu accepted two more S-level missions, hoping he would not encounter any more intelligent star beasts.
Intelligent star beasts are not something you can encounter casually. When Ruan Mingchu killed two S-class star beasts later, he made a point of observing them and even opened their heads to examine their brains afterward.
Only after confirming that their brains were smaller than a little fingernail and that it was unlikely they could evolve into intelligent beings did Ruan Mingchu finally breathe a sigh of relief.
He didn't know that the research institute that created Banlan had spent over a hundred years researching and experimenting to create a star beast with the intelligence of a child.
When Ruan Mingchu went to meet Mu Yu, Mu Yu was cutting off the ears of the Elephant Ear Star Beast as required by the mission.
Star beasts are generally very large, so it's not very practical to drag their corpses to complete the mission.
Therefore, most missions only require the designated parts. As for the remaining areas of the Star Beasts, the teams stationed there can either hand them over to the recycling team or handle them themselves.
The military academy students could only take the parts of the star beasts they killed, as required by the mission; the rest were handled by a specialist.
The star beast had already breathed its last; its body, except for its head, was a bloody mess, and now its perfectly intact ears were being cut off.
Without the right tools, Mu Yu could only use his skill to transform into a blade, and his numb way of doing it was both cold and cute.
Ruan Mingchu went over to guard and watch.
Mu Yu saw him squatting there, his chin resting on his hands, staring at him.
Although it was cute, Mu Yu was still full of questions. What was so interesting about it?
People who like to eat pork don't like watching pigs being slaughtered, since you can't eat it anyway.
Ruan Mingchu felt much better: "You're so cute."
After being glared at fiercely by Mu Yu, Ruan Mingchu shut up.
In the evening, the two went to the mission center together to hand in the mission.
Most people haven't returned yet at this time. Everyone has taken on a lot of tasks at once, and many are thinking of turning in the tasks after the challenge tonight and getting a higher position.
After Ruan Mingchu submitted the three S-level missions, and with the addition of the regimental commander's points coefficient, the name of the Comprehensive Military University quickly appeared on the large screen outside the center.
The number in the integral column is six hundred.
The light instantly blinded the few people who had returned to complete their tasks.
Damn it, I work hard all day and only get less than a tenth of what others get. Is this how a human being lives?!
Ruan Mingchu accepted three more S-level missions, but he doesn't plan to do them today.
"Our score is enough for them to catch up. Let's go get something to eat and rest. I feel a bit of blood on me, so I'll take a shower."
"Yes, I brought a lot of dried meat."
Do you have the original flavor?
"Mmm." I brought it for you.
Listening to the conversation between the two, the people around them rubbed their upset stomachs, wondering what they had eaten today, given their habit of enjoying delicious food.
It's a pitiful plant from the desert!
It's disgusting star beast meat!
God, please, please, someone has to take down Ruan Mingchu tonight!
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Author's Note:
Drafts Box: I...I can't take it anymore QAQ
36. Mu Yu, in a fit of pique, gave each of these answers a thumbs-down thumbs-up.
At 9:50, Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu received notifications informing them of their opponents in today's ring challenge and the official start time of the match.
The challenge starts at 10:00 AM. According to the rules, the higher the position being challenged, the earlier the start time. That is to say, Ruan Mingchu's match time is at 10:00 AM, while Mu Yu's is at 10:15 AM.
Each match lasts fifteen minutes. If the challenged cannot defeat the challenger within fifteen minutes, they lose.
This rule is somewhat biased towards the challengers; many challengers are aiming to outlast the fifteen minutes.
Tonight, I have the honor of challenging Ruan Mingchu's character, Gao Bu. He is a support character, and he was sent out because his talent skill is related to the Xuan Turtle, which has strong defensive capabilities.
The arena was set up in the open space in front of the mission center, with two bright lights shining in the center of the arena, making it as bright as day.
It was already packed with people before 10 a.m.
As soon as Gao Bu stepped onto the stage, he sat cross-legged in the center of the arena and unleashed his innate skill, with a white and green tortoise shell phantom appearing on his back.
Gao Bu had his eyes slightly closed, his face calm and confident, as if he intended to sit there quietly for fifteen minutes.
The crowd gathered around the ring let out a loud "tsk~" sound, full of disdain.
Although some people who come to power intend to do the same, that doesn't stop them from mocking others.
Gao Bu turned a deaf ear; he didn't even get the chance to go on stage, all he knew was envy, jealousy, and hatred.
Ruan Mingchu admired Gao Bu's thick skin and turtle shell, so he planned to let him experience what it meant to be treacherous.
The large stopwatch erected beside the ring ticked away second by second. Ruan Mingchu remained motionless, as if he were helpless yet unwilling to admit defeat, and could only stand there dumbly on the stage.
With only ten seconds left before he was about to win, Gao Bu revealed a smug smile.
However, in the next second, a huge black hand appeared out of thin air, crushed his turtle shell, grabbed his ankle, shook him in the air, and threw him off the stage just before the last second.
Final result: "Nguyen Minh Thu wins and remains in his original position. The 40 points earned by Gao Bu today belong to Nguyen Minh Thu."
Ruan Mingchu thanked Gao Bu, who was still lying on the ground in a daze. Although the points were few, they were better than nothing.
Not only was Gao Bu confused about what had happened, but the onlookers were also baffled. Weren't they supposed to be helpless? How did they suddenly launch a counterattack?
If you have the ability, why waste fourteen minutes? Wouldn't it be better to finish sooner?!
Hmm... Looking at Gao Bu's gloomy face and his chest-pounding and stamping appearance, and recalling his shameless smugness when he went on stage, it seems that doing this is not so bad.
Meanwhile, those who intended to challenge Nguyen Minh Thu were mentally calculating whether they could withstand the illusory palm.
The phantom only appeared for ten seconds, but it left a deep impression on everyone's mind.
Ruan Mingchu deliberately toned down his imposing manner, but Gao Bu, who was facing it, was still unable to recover for a long time and slumped there. It was his teammates who took him back.
Just take a rest.
Having learned from this experience, those who challenged Mu Yu became extra cautious. But unfortunately, their caution was useless, because Mu Yu kicked them away right at the start of the match.
The beginning was the end; it was a tragedy beyond words.
"Damn, these two are so awesome, are they not planning to take their positions as commander and deputy commander?"
"Damn, Mu Yu must be S-rank, right? The guy who challenged him just now was a well-known A-rank player who could survive."
"Damn, I was originally planning to challenge one of them, but I'll have to go down a level."
"Mu Yu is crazy. He doesn't need Ruan Mingchu's 1.85 coefficient. What's wrong with giving it to us?"
...
The complaints and grumbling mainly stem from a lack of ability; they can only vent their frustration verbally.
After hearing the results announced, Mu Yu didn't leave immediately. Instead, he took out a megaphone and shouted out what Ruan Mingchu had asked him to say: "The deputy commander position is up for auction. There are two modes: 1. One-time sale with no after-sales service, the highest bidder wins. 2. Pay us a certain amount of points every day, with after-sales service included, the strongest bidder wins. If you are interested, come to our team's Gong Zhushen's tent before 10:00 tomorrow to register and give us your intended amount of points."
Well, the deputy commander and the 1.85 points coefficient are indeed useless to them, but they can't just give them away for nothing; they have to get something out of them.
Immediately, someone shouted at Mu Yu on the stage: "How does the after-sales service work?"
Just as Mu Yu was about to answer, the soldiers in charge of the arena shooed him off: "Hurry up, hurry up, we have to move on to the next match."
Kids these days are really outrageous, each one more outrageous than the last. Damn, they've even started auctions. They're really something else.
However, as soon as Mu Yu stepped off the stage, he was surrounded by a cacophony of voices, and he couldn't tell who asked what question.
Mu Yu grabbed Gong Zhushen and brought him in front of him: "Ask him."
Then they quickly disappeared, moving as fast as the wind, leaving no time for anyone to react.