Chapter 170 - 114: Merits and Rewards_2

And the vast alien tribes are like eight woodpeckers lying next to a chessboard.

These eight tribes can peck at any chess piece with their sharp beaks at will.

They can also gather their eight beaks to peck at one particular chess piece.

Fortunately, these eight woodpeckers are not harmonious internally, with endless internal strife, mutual hatred, some of which surpass their animosity towards the Earth Martial Artists, giving the Earth Martial Artists room for survival.

Earth is suitable soil for survival.

And the territories currently occupied by the eight tribes are also survivable and suitable for reproduction.

Some races advocate occupying Earth.

While some races prefer the Wetland realm, advocating occupying their neighbor’s territory, and perhaps coveting their neighbor’s wife.

After all, some races need to devour the hearts of Earth Martial Artists to become stronger.

But some races are allergic to Earth Martial Artists.

Devouring hearts is poison to them, and occupying territories is too distant.

No benefits, just acting as a gun for neighboring enemies?

Too idle?

Of course, discussions about the eight tribes’ home bases are merely some strong individuals’ oral accounts. In short, the territories of the eight tribes are vast and expansive, and the powerhouses of the Wetland eight tribes are as numerous as cattle.

Theoretically, if the eight tribes were to unite and attack Earth, it wouldn’t take them three days.

But for the time being, it’s impossible for them to unite.

This is also the final moment for the human tribes to rise. If by any chance the eight tribes coincidentally give up their hatred, it would spell a catastrophe for the human tribes.

And in the wilderness of the Wetland realm, there are also many powerful beasts surviving.

The Wetland realm is dangerous because, on one hand, it’s facing the enemies of the Wetland eight tribes, and on the other hand, because of the omnipresent beasts.

They have no intention of occupying Earth, but they cannot be disturbed either.

If you are discovered, you are food, whether you’re a race from the Wetland realm or an Earth human, you’re just food, nothing more!

Ning Beast!

Famed as a powerful tribe, but also known for their laziness.

As long as you don’t infringe on their territory, they don’t care.

At this moment.

The alien coalition is attacking the fifth battlefield from the other side of the Ning Beast Jungle.

No need to think much, the losses at the fifth battlefield are severe.

That night, Pan Yizheng killed Pink Pepper upon his return and then rushed to the battlefield without stopping, barely staying in Cengyan City. Li Xingpei is probably also at the Wet Realm Battlefield these past few days.

But these matters are still too far away for Su Yue.

What he should focus on now is seizing the time to get stronger.

...

Going to the Wetland realm, surprisingly, involves taking an elevator to the top of the Wet Ghost Tower, something Su Yue hadn’t anticipated.

"Brother, the entrance to the Wetland realm is not underground, but in the sky. The Wet Ghost Tower is built so high to enclose the passage,"

Xu Baiyan explained.

There isn’t much detailed introduction about the Wet Ghost Tower in general textbooks; Martial Artists have to experience it themselves.

"Hillbilly!

"Ah Bao, remember, you should thank me, Du Jing’s Book, for giving you the opportunity to see the world at the Wet Ghost Tower. By theory, I should charge you for it!"

Bored in the elevator, Du Jing’s Book mocked Su Yue twice.

Curiously enough,

usually, Du Jing’s Book wouldn’t bother with such hillbillies, but this time, he just found this Ah Bao unpleasant.

Maybe.

Being the top scorer was snatched away, his mindset was somewhat unbalanced, and he had to vent this frustration somehow. When feeling uncomfortable, he took it out on this hillbilly.

As long as he doesn’t go too far, Xu Baiyan has nothing to say.

She’s hired by me.

"Uh, thank you!"

Su Yue thought for a moment and responded.

A hillbilly is a hillbilly after all; it was indeed his first time at the Wet Ghost Tower, so enough of a hillbilly moment.

Bringing disgrace to the motherland.

Xu Baiyan wanted to say something but was stopped by Su Yue’s glance: King Goujian of Yue, enduring hardship and biding his time.

"Thank you? If thank you worked, why would we need money?

"Which Wuda did you apply to?"

Du Jing’s Book inquired.

"My brother is at West Martial, his ranking is also average, sorry to disappoint,"

Xu Baiyan spoke coldly.

This bullying isn’t ending.

"West Martial?

"Haha, what a coincidence, I’m also at West Martial. When the school starts, you can come find me, I’ll look out for you in the future!"

Du Jing’s Book expressed some surprise, and then chuckled.

It’s normal for Xu Baiyan’s brother to get into West Martial.

As for Ah Bao’s scores, he didn’t bother to find out.

"Thank you!"

Su Yue replied politely.

"So, you’re all from West Martial, what a coincidence, what a coincidence!"

Liu Guoli was astounded.

This is genuinely a coincidence, this liveliness, fascinating!

He doesn’t know how colorful his expression would be when he learns Su Yue’s identity.

Ah Bao!

This name.

The elevator ascended an unknown number of floors, and Su Yue began to feel chilled all over. He could only mobilize his Qi Blood to maintain his body temperature, and crucially, there was a layer of sticky moisture clinging to the surface of his body.

In the depths of winter, stepping in icy water in socks and then walking in shoes, it felt just like this.

Very uncomfortable!

Uncomfortable to the point of wanting to die.

No wonder practicing quickly in the Wetland realm requires, aside from those ethereal practices, immense perseverance just to survive here.

And this isn’t even the actual Wetland realm yet.

Finally!

When Su Yue’s lips turned pale from the cold, the elevator gradually came to a stop.

Su Yue stepped out of the elevator.

After exiting, there is a staircase leading into the sky, at the end of which is a pitch-black door.

There is only one staircase.

But there are several elevators. After their ascent, the elevators continue operating, coming and going.

"Safe travels!"

Stationed on the topmost staircase were many soldiers, their pupils shining brightly, obvious strength in their gazes, at least stronger than Xu Baiyan.

A military officer input a specific password, and the black door opened.

At that moment, an extremely humid, piercingly cold, and somewhat sinister wind blasted forth, and Su Yue even had the sensation of his soul aching.