For example, the gigantic upgraded air-truck "Wolf King."
"If you have nothing else going on, just feel free to tag along."
Patting him on the shoulder, Mo Qingchen squinted his eyes slightly.
As the top scorer of this batch, so of the prodigies from the sa year weren’t particularly convinced, and it wouldn’t be surprising if soone jumped out to give him trouble after a while.
He wanted to train a righthand man to help him deal with the petty issues caused by these prodigies.
Wang Xiao’Er was indeed a promising candidate to cultivate.
His first Guardian Beast, the "chanical Bear King," could advance to Tier Seven much more easily compared to most guardian beasts.
Moreover, he had contracted a second Guardian Beast, the "Great Needle Bee," and Mo Qingchen had ways to enhance its talent.
Currently, it was at S-level epic talent, and one more step could elevate it to SS-level legendary status, comparable to Mo Chen.
As for the final SSS-level, even Mo Chen himself hadn’t achieved that yet, but Grey Wolf was already researching what he needed.
However, for the study of this Great Needle Bee, perhaps they would need to visit the world of "Pocket Monsters."
Mo Qingchen rembered, the Great Needle Bee also had a super-evolution form, with parts of its body chanized.
Maybe in the "Pocket Monsters" world, he could directly acquire the treasures needed to enhance his talent.
Moreover, during this period, he had acquired from Dean Long and the military over a thousand items from different worlds.
Among them, he found quite a few familiar worlds, just waiting for him to gather enough Abyssal Currency to explore them.
If he could bring back what he desired, then Grey Wolf would surely undergo divine-level fortification and beco an ultimate labor force.
Imagine Grey Wolf with hundreds or thousands of clones, each capable of conducting independent research.
This would indeed defy the heavens!
The Iron Block carried a total of seventy-six people, apart from Mo Qingchen and Wang Xiao’Er, the rest were sophomore and higher-year students.
Pioneering the Secret Realm was an unknown journey, and the unknown signified both opportunities and dangers.
But "Civilization’s Wound" was the newbie trial dungeon for this batch, so the level of danger wasn’t as imnse as imagined.
Therefore, so senior students, who thought they were skilled enough to protect themselves and eager to seize opportunities, registered with the teachers to enter for a try.
Was "Civilization’s Wound" dangerous?
According to Mo Qingchen, it was undoubtedly dangerous, and extrely so.
After all, a civilization far more powerful than Blue Star would have certainly faced an extrely terrifying event to be annihilated.
But back then, Mo Qingchen, just an Apprentice Beastmaster, managed to escape from the dungeon unscathed and even unearthed so hidden information.
For him, especially now, it definitely didn’t pose a threat to his life.
You must know, since obtaining the "Wolf King," Grey Wolf never ceased modifying it.
Even Mo Qingchen could only glimpse the current formidable attributes of the "Wolf King" by checking them.
But as to the exact combat power it could reach, he wasn’t sure either.
Yet he knew that once the twin souls of Celestial Maiden Beast and Female Demon Beast rged into Chaos Divine Beast, the power could break through several major levels.
With this trump card, he had nothing to fear.
What’s more, this ti, he knew Grey Wolf had stockpiled a massive collection of high-tier, high-quality tal materials!
If it ca to mass-producing troops, considering Grey Wolf’s capabilities, a chanical army could definitely be assembled in an extrely short ti.
By then, not to ntion sweeping through the dungeon, but ensuring self-defense was a certainty.
Without wasting any words, Iron Block, after confirming everyone was present, flew directly from Yanhuang Academy, returned to the Blue Star World, and wasted no ti in activating a space-ti passage, diving right in.
Distance, for soone with the capability to traverse a space-ti passage, truly held little aning.
Within a re ten minutes, Iron Block traversed the space-ti passage, appeared near Changbai Mountain, and then entered a military fortress.
This was a sealed military stronghold, with countless soldiers stationed at the defense points of the fort.
After everyone disembarked, Iron Block imdiately transford into a robot form and connected with a major general.
The major general soon brought them to the parade ground where they waited.
After so negotiations, Mo Qingchen and his group were escorted by a squad of warriors onto a military truck, which directly transported them to the camp near the Secret Realm entrance.
This was a more tightly guarded camp, and at its center was a massive black rift, like a tear in the sky of blue and white clouds, exuding dark and terrifying light.
Within that black rift was a whirlpool emitting seven-colored light.
From a distance, the multicolored whirlpool within the spatial rift was at least a thousand ters in diater, slowly rotating clockwise.
"Board the plane!"
The leading warrior shouted to them without any unnecessary words and led them in line towards a transport plane.
This ti, the number of people entering the Secret Realm was more than imagined.
Not only were there these seventy-six people, but also military warriors, with as many as ten transport planes. The one they boarded alone could carry three hundred fully ard personnel.
All set, with the help of the warriors, they secured the safety ropes, and amid loud noise, the transport plane plunged into the seven-colored whirlpool.
Transiting through the Abyssal Rift brought discomfort, especially the pervasive Abyssal Aura within the rift gave Mo Qingchen a sense of dizziness.
Fortunately, this sensation began to fade once they entered the seven-colored whirlpool.
In a blink of blindness, once they recovered, they were already inside the "Civilization’s Wound" Secret Realm.
Through the special windows of the transport plane, the scene outside was evident.
This was the edge of a deserted city, with endless red mist covering the land, obscuring most buildings, with only the top halves of skyscrapers breaking through the red mist’s shroud.
"A decaying atmosphere, still exuding a sense of despair."
Mo Qingchen sighed and noticed the transport plane hovering directly over a building.
"Beastmasters, parachute down at your own discretion to enter the military-established camp. Combat engineers, use ropes to descend! Quick! Quick! Quick!"
The captain in the cabin clapped his hands, addressed everyone, and then pressed the cabin door button.
Imdiately, the transport plane’s door opened, and a gust of wind mixed with noise blew in, tousling people’s hair and making their ears uncomfortable.
Without any hesitation, Mo Qingchen released the safety rope bindings, lifted the back neck of Wang Xiao’Er’s fate, and took the lead in walking to the open cabin door, leaping off.
"Bro, Brother Mo, slow down, I haven’t prepared for the jump yet... Ah... Thud..."
The transport plane was rely a dozen ters above the rooftop below, but since Wang Xiao’Er was lifted, he couldn’t maintain his balance and landed in a flat sand-style crash.
Being a Tier Five beastmaster, even falling from such a height, even head-first, would at most cause a montary blackout, so scalp laceration, and a bit of bleeding.
Death was out of the question.
It would just cause a minor concussion, which for a beastmaster’s recovery speed, would heal in a matter of minutes.
Mo Qingchen’s Spiritual Power had already extended out, surveying the surroundings.
To be fair, the military had already cleared and fortified a few nearby buildings.
Long-range artillery and cannons were already installed in several nearby buildings, and at critical spots, military beastmasters with their Guardian Beasts were stationed.
Clearly, the nearby monsters, exotic beasts, and abominations had been thoroughly cleared.
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