65: Chapter 65 You Old Man, You're Really Bad

Upon hearing the old man's words, Chen Mo was stunned for a moment before he realized what was going on.

This wasn't just some ordinary workplace; Luofeng Fortress was one of the ten most dangerous fortresses in the entire Great Xia!

To serve as the captain of a Scout Squad in such a fortress and survive for ten consecutive years without dying—

that wasn't just having incredible luck; his survival skills and personal strength must be rock solid!

"I don't know why the old Reconnaissance Company changed its name to Scout Squad, but it's more or less the same."

"Young man, what are you going to Kun City for?"

The old man looked at Chen Mo with a smile, but his eyes remained focused on Chen Mo's fists.

"Young man, why are you lying on the table? Are you not feeling well?"

The old man reached out to touch Chen Mo's fist. It was only then that Chen Mo realized the old man's eyesight wasn't very good.

"Sir, I'm right here."

Chen Mo waved his hand in front of the old man, and only then did the old man realize and put on his glasses.

Looking at the breathing wall sitting across from him, the old man immediately broke into a cold sweat.

This couldn't be blamed on him; after all, just sitting there, Chen Mo was incredibly imposing.

A giant over a meter wide—anyone would tremble at the sight of him.

"I'm old, my eyes aren't what they used to be."

The old man was only flustered for a split second before returning to normal, looking at Chen Mo with a chuckle.

"Young man, I feel like you look very much like someone."

"That Talent-based Martial Artist, Chen... Chen what was his name again?"

"Chen Mo?"

Chen Mo looked at the old man with some amusement, not knowing what he was going to say.

"Yes, yes, yes, that's it, Chen Mo!"

The old man forcefully slapped his palm, his face still smiling.

"That young man is also as sturdy as you, though he doesn't look as big as you."

"By the way, young man, you still haven't told me what you're doing in Kun City?"

The conversation between the two veered off track for a moment before returning to the main topic.

"I'm here to participate in the National Joint Examination."

"The Joint Exam is being held at Luofeng Fortress. Should we go together when the time comes?"

In the face of random rifts, which were full of unpredictability, no aircraft could guarantee safety anymore.

Land and water routes became the first choice for the vast majority of people.

Some even chose to travel on foot, but that was the choice of high-rank martial artists.

Like Chen Mo, a low-rank martial artist, and ordinary people, most would choose high-speed rail or green-skinned trains.

...

The train ride from Luo City to Kun City took a full thirty-six hours; no wonder Governor Sun told him to leave early.

Looking at the sunlight outside, where ultraviolet radiation was off the charts, Chen Mo shouldered his backpack and walked out of the station.

In front of the station, a military-green off-road vehicle was parked in the most conspicuous spot.

At the same time, the person in the car also noticed Chen Mo, the most conspicuous person...

A giant two and a half meters tall and one meter wide—he was the most conspicuous person wherever he went.

"Excuse me, are you Student Chen Mo?"

A man in military uniform got out of the car, walked up to Chen Mo, saluted, and asked.

"Yes, that's me."

Chen Mo nodded. The soldier took out a detector, scanned Chen Mo, and then let him get into the car.

"The squads for the National Joint Examination have already been assigned, and you have been assigned to my unit."

"My name is Zhang Lianqi. You can call me Captain Zhang or Brother Zhang."

Zhang Lianqi smiled at Chen Mo and brought him onto the military vehicle.

"Could we wait a moment?"

Seeing the off-road vehicle about to start, Chen Mo tentatively asked.

"I met an old gentleman on the train earlier who said he was coming to Luofeng Fortress to see his son."

Zhang Lianqi, sitting in the passenger seat, instantly tensed up and turned his head sharply to look at Chen Mo.

"Does that old man have poor eyesight?"

"Always hunched over, sporting a bald spot?"

"You know that old gentleman?"

Chen Mo was stunned too. Could such a coincidence really happen?

"I told him not to come, but he insisted on coming!"

Zhang Lianqi slapped his thigh hard and quickly opened the car door to start looking for his father.

"The old man was just behind me a moment ago?"

Chen Mo was also a bit puzzled. Where did the old man who had just walked out with him go?

"Son! Did you miss your dad!"

Just as the two were looking and listening in all directions, a hunched figure suddenly appeared before them.

Chen Mo was so startled that his head punched a hole through the roof of the car, while Zhang Lianqi was so scared he practically flew into the air on the spot.

"That old man!"

"Dad!"

"You really are my living ancestor!"

Zhang Lianqi was so angry he could die. What kind of place was Luofeng Fortress? It was the front line of Great Xia's resistance against the Abyssal Race!

"Is that how you talk to your own father!"

The old man picked up his cane and smacked Zhang Lianqi on the forehead. Zhang Lianqi was panting with anger but didn't dare say anything.

"I've fought my way through all these years; do you really think I don't know what Luofeng Fortress is like?"

"I didn't even get to see your older brothers when they died. If I don't come to see you now, will it be my turn to collect your corpse one day!?"

The more the old man talked, the angrier he got, swinging his cane until it became a blur.

Zhang Lianqi didn't even dare to dodge, only able to take it.

After a while, the old man was tired from hitting him and sat down beside Chen Mo, panting heavily.

"Drive! Are you unhappy that your old man came to see you!"

Zhang Lianqi didn't make a sound after being beaten by the old man; he could only mope and sit in the passenger seat, telling the driver to leave.

"Old gentleman, what is your background, really?"

On the road, Chen Mo was a bit curious. He had just caught a very important piece of information from the old man's words.

That was the phrase "fought my way through."

"Young man, didn't I tell you?"

The old man looked at Chen Mo with a strange expression.

"I used to be in the Reconnaissance Company; otherwise, how would I know that the Scout Squad was reorganized from the Reconnaissance Company?"

"That my silly son could work in the Scout Squad for ten years straight without dying—he's much more capable than his old man."

"Back when we were on a mission, we encountered a Rank 7 Abyss Venerable; it almost beat the crap out of me..."

Chen Mo's words seemed to have stirred up the old man's memories, and he completely opened up.

"Later, my blood and qi were exhausted, so I was sent to the military sanatorium to spend my remaining years in peace."

"You have no idea, the nutritional meals at the sanatorium made my face turn green. They really don't taste as good as the grilled Abyss Beast we ate when we were on missions..."

"Dad, stop talking for a moment."

Zhang Lianqi sighed. The family visitation event organized by the higher-ups this time shouldn't have been available to someone in his position.

But since his father was a former war hero, no one could stop him once he said he wanted to come.

"Chen Mo, this is my father. Thank you for taking care of him on the way."

"Chen Mo?"

The old man looked Chen Mo up and down, then glanced at the car roof that had been punched through with a large hole.

"Are you that Chen Mo who punched and exploded the simulated Rank 3 Abyss Warrior?"

"Yeah, that's me."

Chen Mo nodded, looking at the old man with a grin.

"Good kid, you were laughing at me on the train, weren't you!"

The two started chatting again. Zhang Lianqi's face flushed red, so angry he couldn't say a word.