Leveling Up My Cultivation in the Real World - Chapter 373 Borrow a Light

Chapter 373 Borrow a Light

Thanks to the stimulation of the life mineral and Eugene’s own strong level of cultivation.

Even such a shoulder-high cut wound was not enough to seriously injure and kill him.

He pressed the clone’s arm against his own arm, and then asked the man in black beside him to wrap the joint with layers of bandages.

The cell tissue within the wound continues to divide under the stimulation of the innate Qi, and grows dense tissue granulations.

By the time this group of people had packed up the necessary tactical equipment, abandoned the camp and began to quickly move towards the center of Crescent Lake, Eugene’s newly installed left hand had gradually responded to touch.

“It’s a medical miracle!”

“It was such a serious injury that even the bone nerves were broken, but it took me such a short time to regain consciousness.” Eugene’s eyes flashed with fanaticism, and his heart was full of anticipation for the trip to the pyramids.

Including the dozen or so expedition members who were traveling with him, all of them looked incredulous when they saw his fingers begin to shrink and tremble slightly.

“For eternal life!”

“For eternal life!”

Fanatical slogans echoed on the sand dunes, and several terrain vehicles rushed into the lake, raising huge clouds of dust.

Just as this group of people used the amphibious capabilities of the all-terrain vehicle to lie across the lake and entered the pyramid in the lake.

The Russian members led by Linglong finally discovered this unique crescent-shaped oasis after climbing over a towering sand dune.

“Boss! We found them!”

“Right in the center of the lake!”

The Russian member who was in charge of exploring the way started shouting while holding up a telescope.

Linglong squinted her eyes and glanced at the tip of the pyramid that was emerging from the lake water. She seemed to be inspired by something. Even the blood-golden energy particles flowing on her body became much more active at this moment.

“Chase them, no matter what they found. Kill them all, and the harvest will be ours.” Linglong’s eyes were cold as if she was declaring the fate of Eugene and his group.

When the Russian members heard this, they started howling non-stop, tightened the power switches of their terrain vehicles and rushed towards Crescent Lake, paying no attention to the electronic equipment they were carrying. When they got close to Crescent Lake, the current in all of them became disordered and they lost their function.

…

On Earth, in a chain of islands where the East China Sea and the Pacific Ocean meet.

This is the largest naval base of the Eagle Country stationed in Jiaobenji after World War II. There are four major arms of the Eagle Country, including the Navy, Army, Air Force and Marine Corps, with a total of more than 20,000 soldiers and more than 100 fighter planes of various types.

In the excellent deep-water port not far from the base, the Nimitz and Reagan aircraft carrier strike groups belonging to the Eagle Country Navy’s Seventh Fleet are docked.

Because Chen Hao used the Qi surgical knife to cut the power propeller near the west coast of Eagle Country some time ago, he paralyzed the 1st Aircraft Carrier Battle Group of the Eagle Country’s Third Fleet, turning seven or eight cruisers, destroyers, and frigates into a pile of immobile ship targets.

Such an astonishing move completely shattered the invincibility of the Eagle Country’s aircraft carrier fleet, which had never tasted defeat.

By the way, they were taught how to keep a low profile, so that the two aircraft carrier strike groups stationed at the Jiaobenji Naval Base have become much more low-key.

Unlike before, they no longer cruised to the waters near China in a show of force from time to time, but chose to enter the port for rest and carry out regular maintenance on the ships.

Even the several early warning aircraft parked at the base, after receiving orders from the Pentagon, retreated to the hangar, reducing the number of missions to patrol and collect intelligence, so as not to anger the rabbit on the opposite side and cause unnecessary trouble.

In such a strange atmosphere, the Eagle Country soldiers in the base became much more relaxed and had taken several days off in a row.

Apart from the necessary drills and roll calls, many Eagle Country soldiers went to the island’s nightclubs in groups to have fun, leaving only a small number on duty at their posts.

“Peter, would you like to go up on deck for a cigarette?”

“Harry and his gang of bastards are having a good time, they got their turn to go hang out with the girls, leaving us two unlucky guys here watching the radar.” In the combat command room of the USS Reagan, a white soldier wearing headphones and staring at the radar data screen complained listlessly.

“The commander specifically ordered me to be on duty.”

“Jackson, go and have a cigarette first, I’ll take over from you later.” Another soldier named Pete stretched and pointed at the surveillance camera in the combat command room.

He didn’t want to be found out for dereliction of duty later. If he was sent to a military court and received a heavy fine, all the US dollars he earned from joining the army over the years would be wasted.

“Okay! These sons of bitches from the Hexagon capitalists! They only know how to exploit people like us.”

“Peter, keep an eye on me for now. Wait until I finish smoking and then I’ll let you go.”

Jackson threw the monitoring headphones onto the stage, pressed the button for his break, waved to the surveillance camera, and walked out of the command room.

It was already night, and a bright moon was rising high above the sea.

Jackson left the command room and walked to the deck of the aircraft carrier. He saw the sparkling sea and the lights of the island city in the distance. The sea breeze was blowing. It was a colorful scene that made him feel at sea.

“What a great son of a bitch place!”

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“When I retire and earn enough US dollars, it would be nice to live out my retirement here.” Jackson muttered to himself. When he thought of his colleagues who took their long vacations to find hot and passionate island girls, his mood suddenly became a little bad.

He was seen leaning on the railing of the deck, spitting at the deck of the aircraft carrier, first taking out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, taking out a cigarette and putting it in his mouth, then taking out a windproof lighter, shielding his hand from the wind, and trying to light the lighter with a click.

“DM! Damn it!”

“No gas?”

Seeing that the windproof lighter didn’t respond, Jackson reached out and shook it violently a few times.

After several unsuccessful attempts, he wanted to go back to the command room and ask Pete for a light.

But before he turned around and entered the command room, a voice like the sound of nature came to his ears: “Brother! I have a fire!”

“3Q! You are really my savior!” Besides Jackson, there was a colleague who was patrolling on the deck, who turned around and thanked him.

But as soon as he turned around and saw the person who was speaking, he was stunned!

What appeared in Jackson’s sight was a tall figure wrapped in black armor.

The other party was fully armed from head to toe, just like the Black Panther in Marvel Comics, exuding an indescribable mysterious aura.

There were unfamiliar stripes and squares on the black armor, and there were wisps of unfamiliar energy flowing in the squares.

The most terrifying thing was that this tall figure did not land on his feet, but instead slowly descended onto the deck from a position suspended dozens of centimeters above the ground, as if by magic.

“Fuck! Who… who are you?” Jackson felt like his throat was blocked by something. Under the other party’s powerful aura, even his voice trembled with fear.

“The one who lent you the fire!”

The black figure chuckled and stretched out a finger to touch the cigarette in Jackson’s mouth.

The red-gold plasma energy burned the cigarette in an instant, and melted the confused Eagle soldier into a pool of ashes.

In fact, there is still a lot of follow-up content, and Piefeng didn’t want to make an outline, so he just wrote it slowly.

If I follow my update plan, I will only have 2-3 months to finish the rest of the content, please be patient and wait. I have said several times that I will not stop, it will just be a little slower.

There is also a new book called “Practice Making It Real” if you are interested, you can go and take a look.

(End of this chapter)