Chapter 1574 - 756

Chapter 1574: Chapter 756

Upon hearing Ma Donghe’s inquiry, Fang Cheng recalled past experiences and casually introduced:

"It’s not as good as you think. It’s mostly desert and ruins, with sandstorms everywhere and gloomy skies."

"The environment there is harsh, with some radiation-like pollution in the air, and all sorts of large mutant monsters roaming around."

"Just like in an apocalyptic movie, humans living in the Otherworld aren’t much different from being in Hell."

"I see..."

After hearing this, Ma Donghe didn’t feel afraid at all; instead, he sighed with feeling:

"When the time comes, we’ll meet up over there, hunt during the day, roast meat at night, and that life would definitely be exhilarating."

Fang Cheng couldn’t help but laugh.

This guy treats such a high-risk Otherworld exploration like a group tour.

Then, Fang Cheng suppressed his smile and warned seriously:

"Don’t be careless, it’s very dangerous there; a slight mistake and you lose your life. Be careful once you get in."

"Especially be wary of those recruited from outside. The government offers excellent conditions, probably using them as shields for exploring, trading their lives for resources."

"That’s for sure."

Ma Donghe chuckled, with no hint of retreat in his tone:

"The government doesn’t run a charity. The current situation is like exploring a game map; recruiting people to be high-level cannon fodder to explore the way."

"But doing this line of work, our heads aren’t under our belts; how can there be no risk? Without taking a chance, for a lifetime, you’ll only be a regular clerk. When will you rise to the top?"

Listening to these rather inspiring words, Fang Cheng leaned against the bedhead and replied:

"I’m glad you have such an awareness.

"Hiss..."

On the other end of the phone, Ma Donghe took a drag off his cigarette and mumbled:

"Why does it sound somewhat off? These words are exactly what my old man would say, about bringing glory to the family, making a name for yourself, reviving the family reputation."

Fang Cheng smiled slightly, didn’t continue to tease him along those lines, and instead asked:

"What have you learned in the training camp? You know, the mutant monsters in the Otherworld have thick skin, not only are they powerful, but they’re also fast, and aren’t easy to deal with."

"Do you even need to say it? The higher-ups have long considered all this."

Ma Donghe cleared his throat and enthusiastically introduced:

"Every day we wear protective suits weighing dozens of pounds, training tactics insertion in simulated ruins, besides physical fitness and hand-to-hand combat, the main focus is heavy firepower coordination."

"We’re issued with large-caliber weapons, equipped with specially made armor-piercing bullets and high-explosive rounds for dealing with high-defense monsters."

"I’ve mastered how to use a firepower net to restrict their movement routes, how to find weak spots to kill them in one blow."

At this point, Ma Donghe paused and then changed the topic:

"Oh, by the way, that guy Hou Peng participated in the Intelligence Department’s selection exam and is also undergoing closed training at West Mountain Base. I don’t know how things are on his side and if he passed the selection smoothly."

"If he’s chosen as well, then the three of us will be able to join forces when we go to the Otherworld in the future."

Recalling Hou Peng’s clever and smooth personality, Fang Cheng said indifferently:

"With his brains and intelligence analysis ability, as long as the Intelligence Department’s assessment isn’t purely physical, passing the selection shouldn’t be a problem."

"Indeed, that kid is extremely shrewd; he definitely won’t suffer any losses."

Ma Donghe laughed heartily and said aloud:

"If we really gather, then our lineup will be complete. By then, when we go over there, we can definitely pull off something big!"

The two continued chatting about recent happenings in their lives and some recent events involving the Special Search Team, agreeing to have a meal together a few days later when Ma Donghe gets some leave.

"Alright then, it’s late, you should rest early. You still have to go to work tomorrow, so recharge your Spirit."

Ma Donghe shouted over the sound of the wind, then hung up the phone.

With a beep, the screen dimmed.

Fang Cheng placed the phone on the table, folded his hands behind his head, and let his thoughts drift.

He was initially worried about how to source higher-quality meat to meet his body’s needs in the Otherworld.

Unexpectedly, the government had now opened the gate directly.

This way, there were many more choices, completely eliminating the need to worry about the recovery status of his personal passage in Ancient Locust Village.

Moreover, by entering under the capacity for medical and logistical purposes, it would be legitimate and he could utilize the government’s resources for protection, saving a lot of trouble from acting alone.

By then, bringing Ma Donghe, Hou Peng, and others to hunt a few mutant beasts, claiming the credit for the kills on those two while solely enjoying the meat would suffice.

Although, according to the rules, he had to submit half of the materials to the officials as a "ticket fee," it wouldn’t take much effort to capture prey with his current Strength.

This ratio of sharing wasn’t considered a loss, and there were people to help with the chores and handling of the prey.

However, both the Special Search Team and the military began large-scale exploration of the Otherworld simultaneously.

Even the Ideal Land organization, involved in the so-called "human gene decoding project" in cooperation with the military, is likely to seize this opportunity to participate.

Added to this are those private mutants and noble families.

It can be said that a storm is brewing, with various forces gathering at the mysterious West Mountain Base.

This means that the resource competition in the Otherworld will become unprecedentedly fierce.

It seems increasingly interesting now.

Fang Cheng closed his eyes, adjusted the rhythm of his breathing, gradually sinking into deep meditation.

The bedroom was silent.

In the distance, the regular sound of the tide came, as waves beat against the shore, one after another.