232: What's the purpose of digging a cave? Shen Bei: To make money!

I don't know how much time passed.

Shen Bei woke up from his coma.

What met his eyes were army tents.

He could also hear constant clanging and shouting from outside.

Shen Bei shook his head and climbed out of bed.

He checked his injuries.

Under the powerful Fifth Dimension Attribute's blessing and the treatment of Medicinal Pills, Shen Bei's injuries had mostly recovered.

Just at this moment.

The settlement panel popped up:

[Yesterday's settlement rewards are as follows:]

[You have completed the 'Attack the Deep Pit' mission, gaining: Strength +10, Physique +10, Agility +10, Spirit +10, Anti-Physical Abnormality +50%, Throwing Accuracy +20%.]

Shen Bei's eyes widened.

This was the first time he had received a 10-point bonus!

"It really takes this level of mission to get so much," Shen Bei tsked.

One must know that the Deep Pit Defense Battle was a super high-difficulty national mission.

From the start with the strange birds to occupying the hill, it was an incredibly long and high-intensity battle.

It was understandable for all four-dimensional attributes to each receive a +10 bonus.

As for the Fifth Dimension Attribute, 'Throwing Accuracy' wasn't much to look at.

One was for throwing the strange bird's corpse, the other for throwing Liao Zhongyang.

The other, 'Anti-Physical Abnormality,' was the first time Shen Bei had received such an attribute.

Shen Bei thought about it; this attribute should not refer to abnormalities like mental shock, nor should it be toxin-induced abnormality.

Recalling the entire battle process.

Shen Bei hadn't suffered damage like mental shock.

As for poisoning, there was no need to mention it; he was already immune.

Therefore, this 'Anti-Physical Abnormality' must refer to Mo Mo Sang's crystal erosion.

Qi Chuanyu had fallen victim to this move, and his body began to crystallize.

If he didn't use True Qi to resist, his entire body would turn crystal-like, and he would die in agony.

This was why Shen Bei didn't assign Qi Chuanyu the task of killing enemies when assaulting the hill, but merely to plant the flag.

This guy needed to conserve his True Qi to resist the crystal corrosion.

Thinking deeper, besides crystal corrosion, there were many Martial Skills that could cause physical abnormalities.

For example: petrification, sandification, and so on.

"Looking at it this way… my passive defense has received a huge boost!"

Although it wasn't a 100% resistance, at least the resistance effect was much stronger than Qi Chuanyu's, to the point where he wouldn't even dare to use True Qi much during combat.

A good deal!

Shen Bei clenched his fist.

Thinking of this, Shen Bei remembered; he didn't know how Qi Chuanyu was doing.

This guy wouldn't have turned into a purple crystal person, would he?

Just as he was about to leave the tent to visit Qi Chuanyu.

Jian Tong, however, slipped in.

After she entered, she peeked outside, looking around.

Shen Bei blinked: "This place isn't good; it's not soundproof. Let's go home and get it on."

Jian Tong's mouth twitched.

She knew Shen Bei had a dirty mind.

Who wants to 'get it on' with you? You think too much!

Jian Tong rolled her eyes: "Your mind is full of perverted thoughts."

Shen Bei: "..."

Then, Jian Tong pulled out a leather-bound book and tossed it to Shen Bei: "Found it on Baba Tu. I took a look; it should be the Martial Skill you wanted."

Shen Bei's pupils suddenly contracted.

He had only mentioned it enviously back then; he didn't expect to actually get this Martial Skill?

Shen Bei took a deep breath.

He was truly excited beyond words.

One must know that Baba Tu's Martial Skill grew stronger the more he fought!

For Shen Bei, who specialized in close-quarters combat, it was simply a divine skill!

It was like fighting a BOSS; as you fought, the BOSS would enter a berserk state. Who wouldn't be confused by that!

Shen Bei opened the book, glanced at it, and then closed it.

He suffered from a lack of education… he couldn't understand it at all.

Shen Bei smacked his lips and said: "Why don't you help me translate it then?"

Jian Tong shook her head very seriously: "Although I can understand the Deep Pit language, translation is not a simple job; it requires a vast amount of knowledge."

"Let me put it this way: you might understand a foreign sentence, but everyone's translation of it will be different."

"Especially for Martial Skills, even a slight deviation in meaning can lead to Cultivation going astray."

"So, you should still find Teacher Professor Gu Xinrou; she has research in this area."

Shen Bei 'ehed'.

That was true; a very typical example was a line from Yasuo (in League of Legends): "This blade never gets any lighter." A machine translation would be "This sword cannot get any lighter," while in China, it's directly translated as "The momentum of this sword intensifies with each strike."

This shows that understanding the Deep Pit language is one thing, and translating it is another.

It could also be said that translation is linked to culture and experience.

Clearly, Professor Gu Xinrou was more suited for this job.

After all, she had also helped translate the Absorbing Skill back then.

Shen Bei put away the Martial Skill book and asked Jian Tong: "How are Qi Chuanyu and Liao Zhongyang?"

"Liao Zhongyang's injuries are healing faster; he's already fine."

Jian Tong continued: "Because Qi Chuanyu suffered from crystal erosion, Yu Qi personally prepared medicine, and he's almost recovered too."

Shen Bei breathed a sigh of relief.

It was good that they were fine.

Zha Tian Gang couldn't be without Qi Chuanyu, just like Saitama couldn't lose his hair.

If he died… then he would be dispensable.

If he lived… then he was irreplaceable.

No problem.

Just at this moment.

The cameraman sent by County Magistrate Shi Yong of Changtu to follow Shen Bei and the others for filming ran in.

"Oh, you're awake? Are you alright?" the cameraman asked.

Shen Bei nodded, then asked in confusion: "You don't have any work in the Deep Pit, do you? The surface is safer."

The cameraman smiled mysteriously: "I was just waiting for you all to recover to take one more photo; otherwise, I would have gone back long ago."

"Still taking photos?" Shen Bei's mouth twitched: "Didn't you take them when we were fighting on the surface?"

The cameraman rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "Those photos were impactful, but too bloody. Now I've found an excellent angle for a photo, which will definitely be a historically significant one!"

Shen Bei scratched his head and looked at Jian Tong.

Jian Tong shrugged.

Shen Bei's eyes flashed, and he said: "Alright, how do we do it?"

"Come, come, first put on your clothes."

"I'm wearing them!"

"Not new clothes, but the clothes you wore during combat, covered in blood."

Shen Bei: "..."

Shen Bei completely failed to understand what this was all about.

However, the last photo, if it could be historically significant, he would endure and take it.

After a long time.

All four members of Zha Tian Gang changed into their previous tattered clothes.

The cameraman stroked his chin, then took out a bag of ketchup and smeared it on them.

This made the dried bloodstains look somewhat fresh again.

The cameraman was very satisfied and waved: "Quick, follow me! Trust me, a hundred years from now, even if no one remembers your names, this kind of photo will definitely awaken the memories of future generations!"

The four rolled their eyes.

The group started climbing the hill.

Shen Bei looked around.

The bodies of the aliens had been cleared.

Large numbers of engineers began constructing various protective measures in the valley.

It was a busy scene.

For now, this stronghold was still in the protection phase; it would only be opened for exploration by domestic Martial Artists once the defensive measures were completely built and human Martial Artists had established themselves.

In other words, for safety's sake, neither the engineers nor the army, nor the participating Martial Artists, could cross beyond the hill and casually enter the Deep Pit.

If they encountered an accident, it would purely be seeking death, and no one would rescue them…

Along the way, many people gave Shen Bei and the others a thumbs-up.

Everything was unspoken.

Soon.

The group returned to the hilltop.

There were still many engineers here cutting down trees, with the same purpose as the aliens: clearing any trees that obstructed the view.

The arrival of the group caused these people to stop and look with curiosity.

Good heavens.

What kind of get-up was this for Shen Bei and the others? All bloody…

Then, the cameraman began to arrange the work.

"Shen Bei, you stand to the right of the battle flag on the hilltop, and the others to the left."

"Okay, pay attention to your movements."

"Tilt the battle flag slightly towards the slope. Good, good, good."

"Shen Bei, make a gesture of pulling the battle flag, as if to insert it into the hilltop."

"The others, push off with your right foot, and push the pole with both hands, making a pushing motion upwards. Get the feeling, like pushing a huge rock up a mountain."

"Good, good, good!"

"Don't move!"

"Lighting technician, lights!"

The cameraman, holding his camera, began to find angles to shoot: "More light! Brother, this is war! Dark tones are good, aren't they!"

"Wolf smoke, release some wolf smoke!"

"Good, good, excellent! This is the feeling, shoot it for me!"

Click, click, click…

After more than ten minutes of shooting, he finally captured the best photo.

The cameraman chuckled, extremely satisfied, and showed it to Shen Bei and the others.

Shen Bei took a look and immediately exclaimed: "This composition… feels a bit familiar."

In this world, Shen Bei didn't know if there was the classic photo of the American flag being planted on Iwo Jima.

But in this high-martial world… there was.

The composition and photographic angle were almost identical.

Shen Bei tsked, only able to say that the cameraman's thought process was the same.

Meanwhile, Qi Chuanyu and the others crowded around the cameraman, chattering and cheering:

"Holy crap! Bro! Awesome!"

"I'm going to be historically significant!"

"You should have said so earlier; I didn't even put on makeup. I look ugly. Let's do it again."

The cameraman slumped his shoulders: "Can we not joke around? This is a war of slaughter. If you're all shiny with makeup, it'll be too fake."

Jian Tong snorted.

"Shen Bei, why aren't you looking? Come over and see."

Qi Chuanyu yelled for Shen Bei.

But at this moment, Shen Bei felt it was meaningless.

The photo taken was indeed good.

But Shen Bei focused more on the present; he asked Qi Chuanyu: "What did we come here for?"

Qi Chuanyu 'ehed': "To enter the Deep Pit."

"And then what?"

Qi Chuanyu's expression paused; he couldn't answer.

This question made Qi Chuanyu a bit confused.

After experiencing life and death, entering the Deep Pit, we gained honor; isn't that enough?

Shen Bei said: "If there's no real benefit, why are we fighting so hard?"

"You mean…" Liao Zhongyang pointed beyond the base: "To cause some trouble?"

Shen Bei snapped his fingers: "We almost died here. If we don't take advantage of the outer perimeter not yet being scoured by other Martial Artists to reap benefits, what are we waiting for?"

"If we wait for other Martial Artists to eat their fill, we won't even get a sip of soup!"

Qi Chuanyu's eyelids twitched violently, then he growled: "The key is that they won't let us out."

Shen Bei had a smile of unknown meaning on his face: "This base was taken down by us."

Saying that, Shen Bei tapped the battle flag: "Zha Tian Gang is the Heaven here! Who can control us?"

Qi Chuanyu: "..."

Liao Zhongyang: "..."

Jian Tong: "..."

Shen Bei waved his hand: "No dawdling. Ten minutes to eat, then we set off immediately."

One word: 'Make money!'"