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As the convoy approached Lester, some buildings came into view.

However, compared to the thriving Mist River City, this city gave Jack Clark a sense of backwardness reminiscent of the eighties. The roads were dusty and the buildings were dilapidated.

Only the city center had some skyscrapers, the rest were one or two-story houses. The slightly better buildings were only three or four-story red brick edifices.

By the time they entered the city, it was already dark. Jack noticed that there were hardly any people on the street. Occasionally, a few figures would hurriedly disappear into the dim alleys.

Apart from that, there were few streetlamps on the gray roads, with a light bulb emitting a yellowish glow only at considerable intervals.

Jack was a bit puzzled, “Isn’t it already 2055? Why is Koroya so rundown?”

Although the progress of civilian technology has slowed down in this world due to the rise of Martial Arts, the fields of biological medicine and weapons research are even more advanced.

In addition, network technology has been gradually booming in recent years. For example, QR codes and Micro-chat, a WeChat-like software, have gradually occupied the market.

At the same time, online and ecommerce businesses are also on the rise, showing signs of an imminent era of prosperity. It’s completely like a different world compared to the backwardness here.

Regarding Jack’s confusion, Justin Welan shrugged, “That’s normal. Many factors influence the development of economy and civilization, such as the local environment.”

“And it so happens that the rulers of Koroya do not wish for development here.”

Jack squinted his eyes, “To maintain their rule.”

Justin nodded, “Correct. When the Federation was established back then, these backward countries of the third world like Koroya were feudal.”

“In order to consolidate their rules, the Koroya high-level officials have blocked the dissemination of True Martial Arts over the years, and the development of network and technology is also very backward.”

“Especially for some high-tech products, they are basically only accessible to the wealthy.”

“Of course, another reason is that there are few cracks here, leading to a poor cultivation environment, hence they have managed to remain unchanged for decades, and the Federation is too lazy to pay attention.”

“After all, the first law that enabled the formation of the Federation was the Human Camp Alliance, but they could not interfere in the internal affairs of other countries unless it impacted the Federation.”

While the two were chatting, the convoy entered the military base in the city center under the gaze of several hidden observers.

The area was a bit bustling here, with one high rise after another ranging from ten to twenty floors. The streets were wide and clean, adorned with advertisements and pictures of local celebrities everywhere.

The lead armored car parted ways with Jack and their group at an intersection. The two troop carriers and the sedan the teachers were in continued forward, eventually stopping outside a hotel.

At the hotel steps, some people in military uniforms were already standing there.

Seeing Lori Parma’s trio dismount from the vehicle, a middle-aged man with the rank of Major General laughed and came down: “You’ve all had a tough journey.”

The trio of Lori Parma quickly responded politely: “Greetings Major General Hong, it’s not tough, it’s our responsibility.”

“It’s a pity that this time we didn’t catch any big fish, just a team of ordinary fanatics probing.”

“No worries, wiping out a small team is equivalent to weakening them. We just need to push forward according to plan next, no need to rush.”

At this time, Jack and others also got out of the vehicle. The spectacle of the freshmen, all clad in black-red armor and carrying various large cold weapons, was quite spectacular.

“Let’s go, let’s first take care of dinner, we can discuss other matters tomorrow.”

“You guys flew in an airplane for so long and experienced a battle, you must all be hungry.”

“Alright.” Led by the three teachers, Jack and the other students entered the hotel.

However, with the military receiving party taking care of everything, Jack and other students were only in charge of eating and drinking. After they were full, the staff led everyone upstairs.

With more students from other schools expected to arrive, the military arranged two people per room. Under such circumstances, naturally, Jack chose to room with Justin.

18th floor, Hotel Room 1808.

“Finally, we can rest.” Justin set his shield against the wall, making a dull thud when it landed, then tossed his knapsack onto the bed.

“Jack, do you want to bathe first, or shall I?”

“Either is fine.”

“Alright, I’ll go first, then it’s your turn.”

While Justin went to take a bath, Jack also took off his battle armor. This place was a safe zone under the control of the military, so there was no need to carry it with him all the time.It was already eight o’clock in the evening, and Jack Clark was standing by the window, looking out. He noticed that the surrounding area was pitch black, with only sporadic lights in the area controlled by the military.

“I didn’t expect there to be such underdeveloped areas in this world,” Jack murmured, his eyes narrowing in contemplation.

From the current situation, Koroya might be more complicated than he had imagined. The federal army, high-order cultivators, Evil God Sect Cultists, and rebels.

But what roles did they, the trial students, play in all of this?

No matter what role he played, he decided to prioritize stability, trying to earn more Contribution Points to improve his strength, and make progress in breaking through the Third Layer Heaven as soon as possible.

While Jack was deep in thought, Justin Welan, drying his hair, walked out and said, “Jack, it’s your turn.”

“Okay.”

After a quick bath, Jack changed his clothes and came out to see Justin lying on the bed, smiling as he chatted on his phone.

“Take a look at the group chat, Jack. There’s something good.”

“What good stuff?” Jack went over, picked up the phone, and opened the chat app to find that there were already 99+ unread messages in the 3-9 Chat Group.

In confusion, he opened the group to see Crystal Leinster and the others chatting merrily.

After they got off the plane, they too were attacked, just like Jack and his group. During the fight, Crystal had bravely killed more than a dozen rebels, showing none of the meekness one might expect from a girl.

But what surprised everyone most was that Freya Louise had sniped a Third Layer Heaven believer.

Yes, sniped.

The girls in the chat group had posted many photos, including Crystal standing on an Armored Car with a long sword, looking heroic, and Mandy Leinster standing with her sword sheathed.

What was rather unusual was Freya’s photo.

In the photo, the girl was wearing a Dark Red Armor and carrying a sniper “gun” that was over 2 meters long and 30mm thick, looking very sci-fi and incredibly cool.

Jack Clark: “@Freya, what’s going on? Why are we given cold weapons while you have a sniper cannon?”

Freya: “[Playful] Didn’t I tell you before? My Cultivation Method is special.”

Jack Clark, speechless: “…And this is what you call ‘special’? Could it be that your True Martial Arts is called Gunfight Skill?”

Mandy Leinster popped in, curious: “What is Gunfight Skill?”

“Just something I made up.” Jack coughed.

Freya explained: “I’m following a special cultivation path. My Cultivation Method can mask my own murderous intent and aura, and lock onto the aura of enemies from a distance.”

“With such a Cultivation Method, I don’t have much face-to-face combat power, but 1 can deliver much more damage at my level by using special firearms.”

“For example, I could silently kill enemies two kilometers away with this 28mm caliber anti-material sniper ‘gun’, using special armor-piercing bullets.”

“Even a Fourth Layer Heaven cultivator might be killed if they’re caught off guard.”

“Aside from that, this gun of mine can also be used as a cannon. If shot continuously with burning explosive bullets, it can actually demolish a building in a short amount of time.”

After Freya finished her explanation, the entire chat group went silent.

Jack, stunned: “Won’t this be cheating?”

Freya: “[Sticking out tongue] This gun of mine was originally prepared by my aunt for my second-grade trials. It is meant for hunting large Mutated Beasts.” “And there’s a cost to taking this route too. Initial power is weak, and it’s only after breaking through the Fourth Layer Heaven that you have real combat power.”

“In fact, this kind of Cultivation Method is already mature within the military. Some strong people use specially developed cutting-edge weapons and can even kill terrifying Giant Beasts that a Hydrogen Bomb can’t.”

Crystal Leinster: “I’ve heard you mention this in the afternoon, but I’m still unsatisfied.”

Matt Watkins: “Yeah. While we’re struggling on the front line, you killed a Third Layer Heaven cultist in the back with ease. That’s 10 Contribution Points for you.”

After this, the chat group was bombarded with comments against Freya.

Can’t help it. Her weapon was just too overpowered..