Chapter 137: Distributing Masks, the Final Briefing

Chapter 137: Distributing Masks, the Final Briefing

The brief speech was over, but it caused an uproar among the trainees, especially those from Pangu.

“I never thought that we would find a habitable planet!”

“Aren’t alien planets light-years away from us? How are we going to get there? Are we taking a spaceship or something?”

“Who knows?”

There was a lot of discussion going on.

Room 308.

Ling Jiu returned to the dormitory after dinner, and Shi Gang came back not long after.

“I didn’t expect to see such a thing happen as soon as he came back from the wilderness. I still can’t imagine what it is like to explore an alien planet!”

“Indeed.” Ling Jiu nodded in agreement.

He knew the event left and right as the person who discovered Pandora. He just never anticipated the governments of the world to give the trainees priority to explore the planet; furthermore, when it was an operation at such a scale.

The military training camps and Arcana combines of major countries in the world had sent over 10,000 elite trainees from dozens of training camps.

Was sending these people to hunt Direbeasts on Pandora akin to sending them to be killed?

Ling Jiu knew that Pandora abounded with Class 8 and Class 9 Direbeasts. Sending a group of Level 5 and Level 6 Arcanists to such a dangerous planet was suicide.

He did not know what the governments of the world were thinking. Had those governments sent someone else to wipe out the Class 8 and Class 9 Direbeasts on Pandora beforehand?

“With so many people acting together, the competition must be fierce during this operation.”

Shi Gang sighed. “Ling Jiu, you should be able to get a good ranking. I’ll probably just be cannon fodder.”

“Just give it your best. Don’t worry too much.” Ling Jiu smiled.

“By the way, will you team up with Yuhe and Ling’er tomorrow?” Shi Gang asked again.

“The competition is fierce this time. It’s said that all the training camps are joining hands to create a reward system. It must be a very generous one!

“My advice to you is to not form a team. It may not sound nice to say this, but you can’t deny the fact that Yuhe and Ling’er will be a burden to you.

“Besides, this is an excellent opportunity to showcase your ability in front of the world’s major nations and Arcana combines,” Shi Gang explained.

“Let’s not even talk about the rewards. If you can display your ability, it’s going to create a stir around the world. I can’t wait to see that moment anymore.”

“Don’t worry, we’ve discussed it. We won’t form a team this time!” Ling Jiu shook his head.

They had decided not to form a team this time; Yuhe and Ling-er were the ones who had proposed it. In their words, they did not want to weigh Ling Jiu down…

And Ling Jiu had agreed.

Everyone gathered before heading toward the valley early the next morning. When they arrived, Ling Jiu only found out that the valley was gone.

In its place was a vast piece of flat land. At the center of the flat land was a huge sinkhole, around which dozens of excavators, bulldozers, and road rollers were rumbling away.

It was a busy scene.

“Such a level of efficiency!”

Ling Jiu, Ai Yuhe, and Yang Ling’er exchanged looks and saw shock in each other’s eyes. The place had still been a valley a week ago, but it was now a flat land.

The magnitude of change was jaw-dropping!

“Pangu Arcanists, gather over here!” the camp commandant called out.

“He’s calling us. Let’s hurry over!”

Ling Jiu kept his airship aside and walked over to the camp commandant with the two girls. Meanwhile, the other trainees of the Super Training Camp had also gathered.

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“Do a roll call, Jing Biao!” the camp commandant shouted.

“Yes, Sir!”

Jing Biao took out a name list and did the roll call.

“Ling Jiu!”

“Here!”

“Ai Yuhe!”

“Here!”

“Yang Ling’er!”

“Here!”

“Zhou Ji!”

“Here!”

…

“All 200 trainees are here, Sir!” Jing Biao reported back aloud.

“Very good! Next, distribute the air filter masks. Each trainee gets ten.”

The camp commandant held a mask in his hand and looked at everyone in the eyes.

“Although Pandora’s atmosphere is rich in oxygen content, even higher than that of our planet, toxic gases such as hydrogen sulfide are abundant. So, an air filter mask is a must!

“According to our test, Level 5 or Level 6 Arcanists such as yourselves won’t survive over five minutes without the air filter masks!

“I believe you know what will happen to you after five minutes.”

The camp commandant had a serious look on his face. “Therefore, when you first step foot on Pandora, wear an air filter mask under any circumstances. It is to protect you. Remember! Remember!

“Second, each air filter mask can last three days, after which the filtering efficiency will drop tremendously. So, you must change your mask as frequently as changing your underwear!

“Third, Pandora’s rotation speed is slightly slower than that of our Earth. Hence, the days and nights of Pandora are quite long, almost 24 hours respectively.

“In other words, a day on Pandora is equal to 48 hours on Earth. That means you have plenty of time to hunt down the Direbeasts along with tons of time to rest!

“Fourth, the Class 9 Direbeasts on Pandora have been exterminated, but Class 7 and Class 8s are still everywhere! So, be aware!

“Fifth, the primary purpose of this operation is to eliminate the Direbeasts of Pandora. This is a shared operation between all of humankind!

“So infighting, looting, and theft are strictly prohibited during this operation. Anyone who’s caught floating the rules will receive severe punishment!

“Listen, don’t try to fool the system. We have already put 100 million nanobots on Pandora!

“Basically, your every move on Pandora will be under surveillance. We’ll even know where and when you poop and pee!

“Sixth, this is an unprecedented joint action. You are to compete virtuously without breaking the rules and strive to achieve better results while ensuring your own safety!

“While winning huge rewards for yourself, you will also bring honor to your combines and countries!”

The camp commandant swept his eyes over the trainees. “Is that understood?”

“Understood!”

“Great!”

The camp commandant was pleased. “One more thing, there is no deadline for this operation. It will go on until all the Direbeasts on Pandora are killed!

“Now, put on your air filter masks and get ready to land!”

“Yes, Sir!”