Chapter 117: Underground boxing?

Not long after leaving Helen's laboratory, Bai E received an unexpected message—["Lucky Strike" Charge +3.]

???

Where did this come from?

Did Helen say something somewhere? I had just left her place, and it seemed that only something involving her could have caused a change.

But it wasn't important, no matter where it came from, a benefit was a benefit, and I would take it.

The charge was already at 93 points, only 7 points away from finding another opportunity to pick a target and let loose... This time, I needed to carefully choose.

My morning exercise time had already passed while being researched by Helen; after hastily grabbing breakfast in the canteen, Bai E began the second intense and thrilling physical training of the day ahead of schedule.

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With Helen's endorsement, Chavez stopped nitpicking, and my companions became united and friendly. Two hours, along with the early start, was enough for Bai E to complete five exhaustive limit explorations.

Even a soldier who had only exchanged a few words with Bai E proactively asked for tips, attempting to learn training methods that even the instructors couldn't match, but the only advice Bai E, reliant on his bodily instincts, could offer were the following six points—

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[In the midst of strenuous activity, you surpassed your physical limits, Physical+0.1, Reflex+0.1.]

My body's memory was getting closer to the limit burn state under a 30 kg load.

Perhaps when I completely catch up to the limit state with the adjustment from experience, based solely on my body's instincts, that's when I would acquire a new specialty.

Soon...

"Instructor." After training, Bai E didn't leave immediately as usual but went to start a conversation with Chavez.

"Hmm?" Chavez, who was recording each soldier's performance, glanced sideways at Bai E, "What is it?"

"I want to ask if there's any way to quickly improve the Reflexes or Insight attributes?"

The military camp only provided regular training for physical fitness, the attribute that was easiest to improve through training. Bai E had not heard of any stable methods to enhance those other two.

To assign suitable missions for other players to help me level up, I undoubtedly needed to find the right methods first.

Although Bai E was getting to know more people in the camp, Carlos and Helen, who were high-ranking, were not suitable to ask. One clearly had his own agenda, while the other was too complex and might cause trouble.

Compared to them, the more straightforward instructor was better to ask for guidance.

Upon hearing Bai E's question, Chavez hesitated a bit.

In the brief time, he rapidly searched his memory—

Methods to quickly improve Reflex and Insight attributes...

"Insight is hard to improve." Chavez rubbed his chin with his right hand, "That thing has been a century-old problem. It can be used everywhere, but if you're thinking about improving it quickly and stably, there really isn't any outstanding method right now."

Engaging in more real battles, making more use of it, is the only secret.

That obviously did not fit with Bai E's needs. More real battle experiences... who didn't know that?

"As for reflexes..." The usually serious and rigid-faced Chavez suddenly became a bit lecherous, looking around he made sure those two officers, who stayed behind for precision in compiling training data, were away before leaning close to Bai E's ear and whispering, "Do you know about the underground boxing on the outside world?"

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Seeing Bai E's confused face, Chavez remembered, "Oh right, you've been 'alive' for just a few days, probably haven't been exposed to much. Listen, some of the guys here go to places like that to box for some extra cash when off duty. You've got permission to leave the camp anytime, right? If you want to train your reflexes, that's a good place.

It's all bare-knuckle, in-your-face combat—those who react slowly get wasted. If you go, remember not to join death matches. There's no need to take that risk just to train your abilities."

"..." Bai E looked at the increasingly excited instructor, feeling as if perhaps something had gone wrong with him.

"Does this sound like something a stern and impartial instructor should say?"

"How do I join the underground fights?"

"Oh… When you get to Black Street, look for a guy nicknamed Black Goat, he'll take you. Also…" At this point, Chavez became more cautious, looking around before carefully pulling out a roll of bills from the pocket on his chest that seemed like plastic paper, "If you happen to go there when a Gladiator known as 'Blood God' is fighting to the death, bet everything on him, everything on 'Blood God'."

This is the life of a natural person…

Clutching the money in his hand, Bai E felt somewhat emotional.

It seemed that even the most upright instructors couldn't escape the needs of a normal life.

They were simply serving briefly and would ultimately have a day to leave the barracks and a chance to return to normal life.

As for myself… does a normal life really exist in this world?

Better to take control of your own destiny than to leave it in the hands of others.

Clasping the money tightly, Bai E gave Chavez a slight smile, "I got it."

"Then I'll leave it to you," Chavez said, patting Bai E's shoulder with some delight.

"If there's nothing else, Instructor, I'll head out first."

"Go, go," Chavez, already looking down at the tablet in his hands, continued to dutifully score the performance of all the soldiers.

He had also started as a new recruit and had worked his way up, training hard to become an instructor without having to worry about participating in real wars where one fights for life and death. This had become the best position that most natural persons serving in the barracks could attain, and he cherished it.

"Yes, sir!"

After bidding Chavez farewell, Bai E rushed to the second half of the morning's training. The various training sessions in the barracks were tightly scheduled, and the endless training seemed to be the only destiny of these soldiers.

However, Tiger had mentioned that their "training" was quite different from his own, which was more geared towards new recruits. Going on patrols, standing guard, and small-scale skirmishing with different tribes were tasks that were often assigned.

It was just that his own foundation wasn't solid enough yet, and he wasn't qualified.

When his abilities had improved enough, he would probably be sent out on missions like them.

As he pondered, Bai E had already arrived at the general combat training ground, where Instructor Dan had been waiting for quite some time.

"Assemble!"

Dan's resonant voice echoed across the field, "Today we have a special situation. I just received notice that we need to select the most exceptional fighters from among you to report upwards. This is an incentive program, and those who are selected will undoubtedly receive a generous military reward. But more importantly, it's about glory! Glory is the life of us all!"

There was a complete silence across the field as everyone awaited Dan's next words.

"I have one spot on my hands… of course, it might also be none—it all depends on your performance. So today's training is canceled. I have only one demand of you!"

Dan raised his right hand and extended his index finger, "A melee! Regardless of consequences! Until you surrender or lose consciousness! Medical personnel are waiting at the edge of the field! The last person standing will get this one and only spot! Do you understand?"

The crowd shouted in unison, "Understood!"

"Then what are you waiting for?" Dan said coldly as he stepped back.

His gaze swept over the soldiers who still seemed to be in a daze before him, and Dan's eyes hardened.

The notice she had received was actually to recommend three, and those recommended still might not necessarily receive the rewards and glory. It was said that they would have to compete with others recommended from different training groups, and this would include all soldiers—even those stronger veterans from advanced training groups.

The likelihood was that any soldier selected from the New Recruit Training Group would simply serve as stepping stones for those veterans.

That's why, instead of choosing three who were destined to be eliminated, it was better to let them fight it out here to determine the strongest. Perhaps then they might stand a chance.

This strongest wasn't about just surviving until the end.

If they didn't have it… then there was no need to go in the first place.

"Bang!" Amidst the bewildered fighters, Bai E was the first to throw a punch.

Last-minute notice? Fighter selection?

The answer was almost clear—it was probably the secret military operation Carlos had hinted at before.

And if there was only one spot, Bai E naturally intended to compete for it with all his might.