The training ground spans 500x500 units, which is equivalent to one-third of the territory.
It must be utilized.
“Damn it!”
Lin Yi’s face immediately darkened when he saw the price of Adamantite on the exchange.
As an advanced material for stone, one unit cost a whopping 6 gold coins!
After a set of purchases, the remaining gold coins in Lin Yi’s pocket were almost depleted.
“The Lord’s Path—without money, one cannot move an inch!”
Lin Yi knew that the materials he invested were very likely discounted by the system for him.
If it were anyone else,
the resources invested would only increase exponentially.
Lin Yi recalled a classmate who had saved 200 gold coins before the descent, hoping to survive 30 days in the trial.
What could 200 gold coins do?
Barely enough to build a toilet.
“Materials consumed: Adamantite x500, Gold Coins x500, Iron Ingots x100.”
“Foundation construction completed, workers are building…”
The last refresh of the Plains Secret Realm had concluded its strategy phase.
As a large number of Niu Ma poured in, the training ground quickly transformed from a phantom into a tangible reality.
On the outside was a wide, nearly two-kilometer-long track paved with dirt.
Inside the track, there were various areas including an archery target zone, obstacle course, martial arts arena, and heavy equipment area.
The facilities were not exquisite.
The training dummies, wrapped in iron sheets, even bore mottled hacking marks.
However, it was sufficient for the early stages.
“The facilities are quite complete.”
“Wang Dazhuang.”
Lin Yi gestured with his chin towards a burly man beside him.
“My Lord!”
Wang Dazhuang’s firm, square face was flushed, and the muscles under his leather armor, like coiling dragons, trembled slightly.
Upon descending, he saw his eldest sister, third sister, fourth sister, and even his elderly father, all using their innate abilities to shine.
Only he, a small, transparent figure, felt no sense of presence.
204 hours, 39 minutes, 10 seconds.
Eight sleepless long nights—who knew how he had endured them?
Seeing the completed training ground ahead, Wang Dazhuang’s tanned face grew even more determined.
He must train an invincible army for his Lord!
“Take them to train.” Lin Yi pointed to the Scarlet Tassel Spearman unit that was already prepared.
“I will not fail you!”
Wang Dazhuang saluted, then walked to the front of the Spearman ranks.
Instantly, he was in his element.
“Marching formation!”
A deep, powerful voice erupted from Wang Dazhuang’s mouth, and a faint blood mist shimmered in his dark eyes, “You little brats, today’s first lesson: a light-load sprint of eighty kilometers!”
“The top three will receive contribution point rewards.”
“The last ten will have their lunch canceled!”
“Huh?”
Upon hearing that they were starting with a marathon, the warriors’ eyes widened in disbelief, and they were about to ask if the former had misspoken.
But as they looked up and before they could open their mouths, the entire sky seemed to instantly turn blood-red.
Wang Dazhuang stood there alone, his unquestionable dark eyes sweeping over everyone; each Spearman seemed to glimpse some immense terror, and they unanimously withdrew their gazes, obediently forming ranks and moving towards the track like grandsons.
“The Contribution Decree has also begun to be implemented; the old man’s speed is still not slow.”
“Wang Dazhuang’s talent also has hidden buffs.”
Lin Yi had a guess when he saw this.
Wang Dazhuang’s level was much lower than the Spearman warriors, and due to insufficient manpower, he had not conducted military training before.
He had even prepared to assist Wang Dazhuang in disciplining the troops.
He never expected it to go so smoothly.
“Faster! Faster! Faster! Dawdling, even a dog by the roadside runs faster than you!”
“Can’t lift your legs? Didn’t you f*cking eat? Alright then, you won’t eat lunch either.”
“Female warriors run faster than you guys; if you can’t pick up the pace, you might as well cut off your dicks early.”
“........”
Wang Dazhuang followed behind the team, like an elegant pianist, constantly urging on the Spearman warriors at the very back of the formation.
“Your warrior: Awei (Scarlet Tassel Spearman), promoted to Level 18.”
“Your warrior: A Huang (Scarlet Tassel Spearman), promoted to Level 19.”
Two notifications appeared in an inconspicuous location on the panel.
“Hiss…”
Lin Yi gasped.
With the Pure Land’s effect bonus, stacked with Wang Dazhuang’s talent, and the training effect granted by military pay,
he had already had expectations.
But he never expected the effect to be so incredibly powerful.
“It’s also possible that these two were already about to be promoted, and Wang Dazhuang added fuel to the fire, causing them to break through coincidentally.”
Lin Yi’s thoughts raced, “But then again, the training effect is still not to be underestimated.”
It’s just….
He thought of the Scarlet Tassel Spearman as a rare troop type, corresponding to human potential and aptitude, with their growth potential locked at a mere Level 20.
They would definitely not be able to serve as the main force in later battles.
Fortunately, he had kept a thought in mind back then and had not allowed the Wang family members to transfer professions.
If Tie Zhu and Wang Qianqian’s potential were locked,
Lin Yi would have nowhere to cry.
“If only there was a way to make them possess the Light attribute.”
Thinking of the Pure Land’s multiple bonuses to light creatures, Lin Yi fell into contemplation.
“My Lord…”
An ethereal whisper suddenly came from beside his ear.
Turning his head, Ailina was no longer in a translucent lace dress, but had changed into a pure white one-piece cloth garment, like a cat, taking small steps to come before Lin Yi.
Her slightly curled light golden hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her unstained wings gently swayed, as if she were an angel who had stepped out of a painting.
However, Lin Yi immediately noticed her hands placed on her lower abdomen, slightly uneasy, rubbing back and forth.
And that somewhat reserved, slightly lowered face.
Perhaps after a night of rest, the after-effects of the Fallen Archangel merging with the divine soul had eased.
Ailina was now more human-like.
“How was it? Did you sleep well?” Lin Yi smiled.
“Thank you for your Lord’s gift, Ailina had a very beautiful dream.”
As if recalling the scene from her dream again, Ailina’s sapphire-blue eyes secretly glanced at Lin Yi, and her cheeks immediately flushed with a hint of red.
Ailina, in the future, you must also be like in the dream, forever serving by your Lord’s side, dispelling all darkness.
“Hmm.”
Lin Yi nodded, momentarily unsure what to say to her.
The two stood one in front of the other, quietly watching the training ground ahead.
After a moment, Lin Yi suddenly turned around, realizing, “Oh right, I remember you also had a blessing skill, didn’t you? The cooldown is over; what exactly does it do?”
A permanent buff from an Immortal-tier.
Just thinking about it made him look forward to it.
“Lord, the Divine Blessing can grant a random high-tier profession.”
“High-tier profession!”
Lin Yi’s eyes lit up.
Ailina bowed slightly, patiently explaining, “Yes, and the profession granted by the blessing can be forgotten at any time, without affecting future profession changes.”
“This…”
Lin Yi was already very satisfied with the profession acquisition effect, but he never expected that it could even be refreshed repeatedly?
Looking at his empty profession slot, Lin Yi immediately felt a little excited.
Good, good, good!
Is this Lord finally going to become a strong person too?!
Thinking of Xiang Yi’s heroic battle scenes, Lin Yi immediately felt his blood boil!
“Come, Ailina!”
Lin Yi slightly spread his arms, closed his eyes, and tilted his head back, eagerly saying, “I happen to need your blessing!”