After returning to the boxing gym, a drizzle began to fall.
The glossy tiles of the green-brick house seemed much cleaner and brighter in the rain threads.
When the gloomy rain persisted, it was the perfect time for a medicinal soak. Lu Yao entered a state of sitting in oblivion atop of Liao Qe's back in the bath barrel.
His state at that moment was paradoxical, having to "abandon the physical form and consciousness, forgetting the body," while also needing to precisely remember this spiritual sensation.
It was a good while before he left that state, and Lu Yao let out a sigh,
"My Spirit Refinement has indeed improved, I can now observe my enemies in a completely focused state at 0.4 times speed. But I wonder when I will be able to sit in oblivion..."
Without any hints or standards, and not knowing how far he had already come, he could only continue refining alone, no wonder it was called "Spirit Refinement."
After musing about the difficulties of Spirit Refinement, he then repaid Liao Qe by massaging her with techniques from the 'Art of the Dragon Slayer Manual.'
Under the massage of Lu Yao, Liao Qe hummed comfortably, feeling an incomparable sense of satisfaction in her organs and bones, warmer and cozier than a medicinal soak, and eventually, she fell asleep.
After tucking the girl into bed and covering her with the quilt, he went out into the courtyard to look for the newspaper.
Having not returned for two days, normally, the newspaper boy would stuff the newspaper through the door slit, but Lu Yao couldn't find it.
At that moment, the knocking of the door knocker sounded, and upon opening it, he was greeted by the little newspaper boy.
"Master Lu~ your newspaper. It's going to rain, and I was afraid it might get soggy, so I've been carrying it with me."
"Alright, thank you,"
Lu Yao took the newspaper with a friendly smile. Noting the boy's expectant look, he realized he hadn't brought any steamed buns.
Just as he was about to fetch some from the kitchen, Liao Ya had already brought them over.
Standing under the eaves, the newspaper boy devoured the dry, hard buns ravenously, then bowed and was about to leave.
Lu Yao noticed that the boy was wearing a brand-new peaked cap and casually complimented, "Nice hat."
The newspaper boy grinned and said, "My sister bought it for me, she's gone to work in the concession."
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As Lu Yao flipped through the newspaper, he replied offhandedly, "Recently, the Einheit concession area has been hiring, there's been an ad in the paper for three days straight."
"That's where my sister went, we'll never go hungry again. Master Lu, I'm off~" The newspaper boy tucked the paper into his chest and ran off quickly.
Lu Yao had finished reading the newspaper, nothing particularly new—just the usual denunciation of the foreign powers. Lately, the xenophobic sentiment among the people is extremely high, blaming all their current hardships on foreigners.
Lu Yao sighed, thought for a moment that there was nothing pressing to do here, and decided it was a good time to go back to Blue Star to resupply.
Lu Yao didn't quite understand: "We are a good forty or fifty kilometers from the border, such a far place..."
He was mid-sentence when he suddenly heard an increasingly sharp "whoosh~" sound coming from afar! It was the sound of cannonballs in flight!
He tossed aside the soldier in front of him and took off running, staying close to the ground using the newly learned Eave Dragon Stake.
Violent explosions followed right behind, with the shockwave carrying countless debris in hot pursuit.
Fortunately, Lu Yao had already reached a safe area and climbed a large tree to watch the modern cannons 'wash the ground.'
He saw countless cannonballs, large as thighs, falling upon the military camp.
Each explosion could turn everything within a 60-meter diameter into dust. Livestock, buildings, vehicles all torn asunder.
Before long, the barrage ceased. The military camp had turned into a scorched earth pocked with craters, which, if filled with water, could serve as small ponds.
From above, the once dense jungle suddenly had a bald patch.
In the beginning, Lu Yao watched with great interest and admiration, saying, "This is how you wash the ground with cannons. Otherworldly cannons can only kick up dust."
But as he saw the military camp utterly destroyed, he became devastated, "Ah~ my ammunition..."
At that moment, Lu Yao noticed three overturned trucks at the edge of the military camp.
He immediately leapt down from the tree and went over to try his luck.
The trucks had been flipped countless times by the blast wave; the driver's innards had turned to liquid and oozed out, stone dead long ago.
The first truck was full of canned goods; the second had many wooden weapon crates.
Lu Yao opened one and saw it lined with straw, all filled with AA-12s, and countless rounds of ammunition!
This automatic shotgun was manufactured by the Star Alliance Nation, specifically designed for use in the jungle.
During the Vietnam War, Star Alliance Nation's Military was often ambushed by AK-wielding 'monkeys' who would suddenly pop out from trees, tunnels, and bushes, catching them off guard.
Thus, the AA-12 was born! Its main purpose was—when ambushed by 'monkeys,' one could discharge a rapid, widespread volley, directly spraying their faces!
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This should have been the military-issued weapon, and now it had all fallen into the hands of Lu Yao.
He jauntily climbed onto the third truck to check, but unfortunately, it also contained canned goods. No matter, having these automatic shotguns was good enough.
Just as he was about to pack them up and leave, countless cars suddenly appeared in the distance, all with people of the same mindset as his, coming to scavenge the battlefield.
Pickup trucks, Wuling Hongguang minivans, you name it; most had machine guns mounted on them, the bullet chains looking quite tempting.