Chapter 532 Rebirth (8000 Words)

Severe pain washed over Gatel's nerves like a tide.

He tried his best to restrain his strength and avoid fighting the reaction of the surgery, which would cause greater pain.

However, the bones in the body are constantly growing, and the entire body is about to be completely broken.

More intense than any pain Gartel had ever suffered.

Fifteen years ago, he was attacked by a dark bat.

Huge wounds were torn open on his back and legs, and he suffered severe pain after being infected by the other party's neurotoxin.

Even 3 times stronger!

What makes Gatell even more unbelievable is that.

The pain threshold that originally existed in the body is being raised little by little.

His thoughts of escaping from being pierced by pain and falling into a coma were not possible.

It seemed that the Lord was showing him bit by bit the limits of the pressure and pain that the human body could withstand.

In fact, Gatel can clearly feel the damage caused by bone changes to other parts of the body.

But whenever the damage reaches a certain level, the surrounding high-concentration nutrient solution will be absorbed by the greedy body, continuously repairing and changing the damaged parts of the body.

It was the painful gap that gave Gattel a chance to breathe before he collapsed.

However, it is this sudden relief that makes the pain that follows become more profound.

The tension after relaxation is often more difficult.

I don't know how long it lasted.

The determined Gartel has become confused under countless painful stimulations.

But in this intense pain, Gatel could vaguely feel a special coolness emerging from his body.

Supporting his body and maintaining his will.

Without Gattle's knowledge, the second surgery on him had already been completed.

Next to him, a green tree of life was exuding a slight luster.

Compared with the seedlings that were only more than 10 centimeters tall when they first hatched, the tree of life has now grown to 4 meters tall.

It grows very fast!

In two years at most, after the underground laboratory was expanded again, it would no longer be able to hide its whereabouts.

In the cultivation frame around the Tree of Life, tens of thousands of Oriental red mulberry seedlings are growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The tree of life, an extraordinary plant.

Condition: Excellent.

Stage: seedling stage.

Challenge level, 12+.

talent:

Legend - Life Elf LV1, absorbs elemental energy and dissipates the power of life. The greater the pressure, the faster it grows.

Expertise:

Legend - Life Aura LV1 provides life force that restores 2 points of health per second to all creatures within a 500-meter radius. When the overflow life force supply reaches 1 million points, it can permanently increase life span by 1 day.

Extraordinary - Life Nourishment LV2, slowly improves the physique of the living body that is nourished by the power of life, and gradually enhances its physical talent.

Attributes:? ? ?

Luck: -5 (catastrophe - jealousy)

Rating: The will of the world is jealous of its survival.

This tree of life, which is three to four meters high, is in its seedling stage.

What amazed Matthew the most was that the more he "squeezed" this little guy, the stronger its "vitality" became.

At one point, Matthew felt "compassion" and felt that he had gone too far in "nurturing" this little thing so much.

However, after communicating with the "Wisdom Tree Seedling", Matthew was completely relieved.

This little guy, who was just born and still somewhat ignorant, was shouting with great joy:

"Hold...it hurts...put...comfortable..."

Well, this is a selfless existence that the more you give, the happier you will be.

Matthew savored this little guy's "evaluation" again and felt that his summary was very accurate.

It is completely incompatible with this world where the weak and the strong prey on each other and fight for each other!

It is precisely with its help that the underground laboratory has saved a considerable amount of nutrients, and incidentally also added a guarantee to the operation.

Other Tree of Life saplings definitely don’t grow as fast as this little guy. Who allows Matthew to “monitor” them at any time?

It is foreseeable that as the Tree of Life further grows, its life halo effect will become stronger and stronger.

In order to maximize its effect, Matthew not only planted it in the underground laboratory.

It's also located right below the Career Training Institute!

Matthew is not just talking about providing the best education and resources for children!

In the coming era of elemental tides, Matthew has high hopes for this group of young guys.

As for veteran Gartel, his surgery was very successful.

Even Matthew didn't expect that Gartel could survive the entire operation with his extremely strong will.

Such excellent performance has also yielded very generous rewards.

Not only did Gartel successfully complete the operation, but his extraordinary skill of steel and iron bones was directly upgraded to LV2.

Matthew conducted a detailed analysis of this excellent data and basically came to a crucial conclusion.

Excellent foundation in both mental and physical aspects can bring out the best effect of surgery.

Before surgery, the person undergoing surgery should be "trained" in this regard in advance.

"Tell Gattel that they can rest for 5 days and then have the third operation after 5 days. During this process, they need to intensify their training and adapt."

"For other Catachans who don't need to participate in the operation, arrange for them to receive training with other refugees and teach them how to survive and develop in the Gulf Territory."

"Combat ability is not the most important thing, but the recognition of the Gulf Territory is!"

Matthew sorted out the results and sent other Catachans who were ready to undergo surgical transformation in, and explained to Arnold who took over.

The latter nodded eagerly, looked at Gattel's increasingly exaggerated figure with satisfaction, and exclaimed expectantly:

"With their joining, we are like a tiger with wings."

Matthew did not attack Arnold's joy.

Compared to those terrifying enemies in the future, the armed forces cultivated by the Gulf Territory can only be said to have just started.

Day 2.

Gulf Territory.

Gulf City, temporary refugee resettlement area.

Sunny.

The dense refugees were neatly arranged in the empty square.

Hundreds of handrails rising from the ground allowed the scattered refugees to stand in rows.

The refugees who arrived at the Bay Territory yesterday had just spent the most comfortable day in several months or even years.

They all changed into new clothes.

They tasted food that was enough to eat 70% full.

They had safe houses without fear of being attacked.

Even a considerable number of refugees got their first personal bedroom and bed in their lives.

Many people did not sleep well last night, fearing that all this was a dream, and that everything would be gone once they woke up, and everything would return to the way it was.

The Bay Territory would naturally not let them think too much.

It was just dawn.

Breakfast was distributed to everyone.

It was the most sumptuous breakfast that Gatel had never had before.

Two peeled white and tender eggs, sweet and delicious.

Six large pieces of cut black bread, two more than yesterday, seemed to be specially considered for his appetite.

Two fist-sized pieces of white swamp giant crocodile meat, the cleanest pieces of meat Gatel had ever seen.

The taste is very sweet and nutritious, but the quantity is a little less.

There is also milk that tastes very mellow but does not smell fishy.

This breakfast alone can be exchanged for 20 heavy metal arrowheads from other Catachan tribes.

After yesterday's "walk" and surgery.

Gatl can already eat breakfast very calmly.

However, Gatl still finds it difficult to understand the situation of gathering everyone together.

Isn't it more difficult to control in this way?

To better control the Catachan tribe.

Not only must the distribution of most food be controlled.

But also the management of weapons and equipment.

The most important thing is to split up most of the Catachan soldiers and conquer them bit by bit.

There are too many people.

Gather together.

It is inevitable that there will be trouble!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The heavy footsteps immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Behind several Gulf leaders' soldiers.

Eight burly steel golems walked over in neat steps.

Their bodies are slightly slimmer than the iron golems made by Lord Annie.

They are nearly 6 meters tall, but they are enough to make everyone stand still.

The silver-white armor coat tightly wraps its entire body, leaving almost no vulnerable points.

The chest that wraps the control core is equipped with thick armor plates, and the light golden refined gold component shines slightly under the sunlight.

The dazzling and beautiful magic circle pattern illuminates the dragon-shaped territory emblem of the Bay Territory.

The humanoid head has a pair of gemstone eyes, which faintly emit a burning red light.

When people look over, they always feel that the other party is "looking directly" at them.

The huge sense of oppression makes everyone who looks over unable to help but lower their heads.

Gattel can clearly feel that these units called iron golems exude a real oppressive force.

The "momentum" that puts huge pressure on people's hearts makes Gattel feel like he is facing "Ya Ya".

Gattel guessed correctly. The Gulf Territory Iron Golem, made by Mordencan, Victor, and Macaron, was named Dragon Rider No. 1 by Yaya.

Its core ability is that it has a "deterrent aura" similar to Dragon's might.

It can affect all combat units whose strength has not reached extraordinary, reducing their attack power by 50% to 10%!

In addition to its amazing combat power, it is also perfect for guarding the city and maintaining "order".

Gattel was a little surprised, and then he understood.

The reason why the Gulf Territory dared to do this is that it never gave anyone a fluke mentality.

He touched his leg, and the wound that was originally aching seemed to have completely disappeared.

With the "support" of several iron golems, the smiling old lady, with the help of a loud speaker, said to everyone happily:

"Welcome everyone to join the Gulf Territory. Maybe some people will wonder if we have no one here."

"Such a big thing still needs an old woman like me to come out..."

The old lady's tone was a little accent, which made everyone want to laugh.

But no one dared, except for a few ignorant little kids, whose mouths were quickly covered.

Who knows, the old lady pretended not to see it, but shook her head in self-mockery, and said cheerfully:

"There is indeed "no one" in the Bay Territory, because they all have their own places to go."

"The newborn babies were sent to the childcare center. They have just been weaned from breast milk, and there are 3,000 people taking care of them."

"The childcare center will take care of them until they are two years old. They can be taken home for two days a week, but they need to be trained..."

All adults, including Gatel, subconsciously widened their eyes.

Can they be handed over to the territory for care during infancy?

Isn't this too good?

It can't be true, right?

Training?

What training?

Do you need training to take care of children?

The old lady didn't seem to notice everyone's surprise, or she didn't care, and smiled to herself and said:

"Children aged 2 to 5 will be sent to kindergarten for care."

"There, they will learn basic language, writing, good behavior habits, understanding of the world, and the cultivation of interests."

"Parents can take them home every night for care."

"But everyone should pay attention not to beat or scold children without reason, otherwise they will receive "professional training" and punishment."

"In the most serious cases, the custody will be permanently deprived and handed over to more professional territories for care."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar.

Most people think that it is really good for the territory to help with the training, but why should the custody be deprived?

They vaguely felt that something was wrong, and waves of fear emerged in their hearts.

The scene became noisy, and everyone began to mutter and discuss.

The old lady did not stop them at the beginning. Instead, she waited for everyone to participate in it. An angry expression gradually appeared on her face. She smiled and said:

"Don't worry, the territory believes that most parents will not deliberately treat their children harshly."

"But there will always be some idiots who know nothing but will vent their stupid emotions for no reason."

"Only for these people will the territory take necessary measures to protect the children. This is for their safety and better growth. Does anyone object?"

The adults immediately became silent. It was difficult for them to understand the purpose of the Bay Territory's doing this. They could only be careful in their hearts.

The territory only wanted their quietness and planted seeds waiting to sprout.

As for the children, they were looking at the silver-shining Dragon Knight No. 1 in surprise and fear.

These little guys always felt that these big guys were very majestic and powerful!

Seeing that everyone had "accepted" it, the old lady continued to introduce to everyone:

"At the age of 6 to 15, children will enter the Professional Training Academy to study."

"They will all receive the best education."

"Everyone will be trained as a future professional!"

"Each of their teachers is an excellent teacher who has stood out from hundreds of competitors."

"They must not only be strong, but also have excellent theoretical and teaching abilities."

"To put it simply, the teachers at the Professional Training Academy are the best in the entire territory."

"All the training and consumption of students are borne by the territory, and they do not need to pay any fees."

Everyone's first reaction was disbelief!

Every child is trained as a professional?

How is that possible?

And, there is no need to pay for training?

That's even more impossible!

They have never seen a territory that trains children for free and ensures that every child is trained as a professional...

Even the major churches only select people who are "destined" with them.

The Gulf Territory is simply a fantasy!

However, everyone looked at the smile on the old lady's face, and a little hope emerged in their hearts unconsciously.

They couldn't help but start discussing with each other.

"Is this true?"

"It should be true, after all, it is too easy to expose, and the territory has no need to lie to people like us..."

"You are right, we are not worth being deceived at all."

"Let alone us, even the children, except for those with spellcasting talents, haven't the others been abandoned by other territories long ago?"

"This... It is true to say that, we have nothing to worry about..."

"If it is true, if the children can embark on the path of professionals, then their future will be completely different..."

"Anyway, we are already in the Bay Territory now, we have food and clothes, which is much better than waiting to starve to death before. We believe whatever they say!"

"That's the truth..."

"..."

Gatl heard their discussion, and thought of the many children who were still in the Catachan plane, and was also "shamefully" moved.

Indeed, if the Bay Territory is really willing to train children in this way.

Then almost all Catachans would be happy to join the Gulf Territory.

Except those guys!

Before everyone finished discussing, the old lady continued to speak loudly:

"In addition to studying professional courses, they will also learn other professional knowledge."

"This ensures that even if they do not become professionals, they can still have the skills to make a living."

"In addition, during the learning process, they will receive some internship tasks that closely follow the development of the territory to ensure their practical ability..."

"For example, among the 3,673 students who graduated in the first batch, 3,208 of them became professionals, and the others have also found jobs."

"Their current average basic salary can reach 52 gold coins per year, and the average difference between the top 10 people and the bottom 10 people is only 200 gold coins!"

Trained more than 3,000 professionals?

Can you earn 52 gold coins every year?

Everyone pricked up their ears and couldn't help but widen their eyes.

They will ignore most of what they hear, but for these very "sensitive" things, everyone will notice it immediately.

If your child can join a vocational training college.

At least it is more than they can earn, and it is several times more than the season when they made the most before.

The vigilance in their hearts had disappeared unconsciously.

Most people are so easy to be "fickle" and "trust others".

The old lady seemed to have read through everyone's thoughts. The smile on her face became brighter and the wrinkles on her face relaxed, and she continued to say to everyone:

"In addition to better educating children, the territory has not "given up" on the adults who join the Gulf Territory."

"In the next few days, in addition to learning the various rules and laws of the Gulf Territory, everyone will also be tested on their abilities."

"The main reason for testing is to maximize everyone's strengths."

"Let everyone get the highest benefits in the shortest time."

"For example, people who know how to farm can be sent to plant public fields in the territory."

"Everyone can get 65% of the food grown. If you continue to grow it for five years, you can get permanent planting rights in public fields and get 90% of the harvest."

"After enough food is left, the territory will purchase it at the market price + 10%."

"Those who can raise pigs, horses, cattle and sheep can go to breeding farms..."

"After work, everyone can participate in various skills and knowledge training for free, as well as essential combat training."

"Although you may have missed the best stage to improve your strength, you still have a good chance of becoming a professional."

"However, this requires everyone to eat more magic food. It is not expensive and is quite affordable."

"Of course, everyone has a purchase limit..."

"If you can become a professional, you can participate in the reserve assessment and receive a salary of at least 1 gold coin every month!"

"..."

Under the vivid description of the old lady, many people in the square began to fall into wonderful imagination.

Gartel, who had listened to the end of the whole process, couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat when he heard that the Gulf Council guaranteed that people over 60 years old would have enough food and clothing.

Having security in old age sounds wonderful!

After the "propaganda" was over, Gatell returned to the temporary living room.

Compared to the silence yesterday, everyone became much more talkative today and talked non-stop.

"Hey, if it's like what the Gulf leader said, that would be great. If it weren't for the fact that I can't survive..."

"Hey, those knights don't care about our life and death. They will sell their sons and daughters when they have no land."

"Is it the same at your place? Isn't it caused by the struggle between the two great arcanists?"

"How many people can be killed only by a great arcanist... Aren't businessmen, nobles, and knights all waiting for this time to make a fortune?"

"It seems like it's the same everywhere..."

"What's going on in the west of you? There are so many nobles, can't they stop the orcs?"

"Oh, they bully us, so they are naturally good players. To deal with the orcs, they are just going to die..."

"They will not go to die. Anyway, the law will not punish the people. Once the empire sends troops to drive away the orcs, they will naturally be able to return to their territory..."

"That's right. By that time, won't all the fields belong to them?"

"Hey...it's the same everywhere..."

"Let's not talk about other things. If the Gulf Territory is like this, how long can it last?"

"It's hard to say, but Lord Lord is still young. Our current generations can at least live a good life, but that may not be the case in the future..."

"Don't think so much. Let's talk about the stuttering first. What kind of job is better for you?"

"Of course it's farming! Although I don't have land ownership, I specifically asked and found out that an old farmer can allocate at least 20 acres of land for farming. A 65% allocation is definitely enough for a family!"

"It makes sense..."

From the beginning I didn't care, but gradually I became interested.

Gartel's mood gradually changed.

The Gulf Territory is not as dangerous as the Catachan plane. In addition to considering issues of life or death, there seems to be many things worth thinking about.

The lord doesn't seem to be prepared, and just turns the Catachan people into sharp knives that don't need to know anything...

This obviously violates military rules, but the combat effectiveness of the Gulf Territory soldiers is still very strong...

Gatel is a little confused...

That's why Matthew asked them to come.

the following few days.

Tens of thousands of refugees, including Catachans, were not asked to do anything. Instead, they were allowed to eat and sleep well every day.

The very imposing old lady always "discussed" with them for a period of time every day.

Sometimes I would bring some people over and tell everyone the story of how they transformed from refugees to Gulf citizens.

A farmer in the past, now a factory worker.

A craftsman in the past, now a salesperson in a store.

A pioneer who was allocated 35 acres of land last year.

A 16-year-old accountant who just graduated from the Vocational Training Academy three months ago.

A homeless man waiting to die in the slums, now an elite soldier with a salary of 3 gold coins per month.

Talk to everyone about the hardships of life in the past and the hope for the future.

Unconsciously, everyone began to recognize the Gulf Territory more.

At least, this is the real scene they saw in front of them.

Unlike other refugees, hundreds of mature and stable Catachans were recruited into the special training class of the Vocational Training Academy.

In addition to the two warriors and rangers who taught Catachan adults, there was a familiar figure to Gatel.

"Xiao Lin Ren? Why is he here?"

Compared to the timid person he saw a few days ago, Lin Ren, who was holding a textbook, was very confident.

Although he had some language barriers, he still patiently taught the children of Catachan.

What Gatel found most interesting was

Those boys with particularly "violent" tempers seemed particularly "well-behaved" in front of Lin Ren.

You know, due to the shortage of resources, most of the food in the Catachan tribe must be supplied to the soldiers who bear the greatest danger.

If the children want to grow up smoothly and not go hungry, they must practice "fists" from an early age.

Whoever has a big fist can eat enough!

The boys whose bodies are gradually weakening will not even have time to wait for the dangerous jungle to swallow them. Because of their weak bodies, they will be taken away by various dangerous viruses and bacteria in Catachan.

These two words are also what Gatel learned from the teachers of the Professional Training Academy.

Their teaching method is very peculiar. In addition to pointing out the path of their professionals, they talk more about the situation of the Catachan plane with them.

When it was time to rest.

Gatel discovered some "clues" of Lin Ren.

Lin Ren is teaching the Catachan boys something special.

Some strange movements, mutual training.

It looks similar to the usual training of the Catachan boys.

However, those seemingly simple training methods seem to hide some mysterious secrets.

The Catachan boys practiced and mastered some good fighting skills.

This progress is too fast!

In just a few days, they learned several fighting skills under Gattel's eyes.

With such exaggerated progress, Gattel would never think that they suddenly got it.

After all, Gattel would not bring the real genius children to the Bay.

But even so, the Catachan boys upgraded two professional levels in a few days and learned several fighting skills (specialties), which still shocked Gattel.

It should be Lin Ren's credit.

But it shouldn't be all...

"Is the Professional Training Academy really that powerful?"

Recalling the basic information of the warrior profession in his mind, Gattel suddenly understood.

The Bay really doesn't need to use all kinds of tricks.

The various conveniences and conditions they provide are enough to attract everyone who comes to the Gulf Territory...

"Is this called "open conspiracy"? "

The outspoken Gattel followed Arnold's footsteps and asked directly.

Arnold was also very much looking forward to Gattel's enthusiasm for learning.

He walked into the gate of the military camp and headed towards the indoor training room, while carefully explaining:

"This is not a plot, this is an open plan."

He grabbed a slightly shiny straight knife and handed it to Gattel, raised a two-handed sword, raised his hand to open the gravity adjuster in the room, and said to Gattel who showed a surprised expression:

"The Gulf Territory welcomes everyone to join. If you agree with our philosophy, you can stay forever."

"If the path is different, the Gulf Territory will not force it. I like the Lord's words the most."

"Real talents not only need the support of the environment, but also the independent cultivation of the territory."

"Everyone who comes to the Gulf Territory is worth cultivating."

Just after catching the knife and not having time to play with it carefully, Gattel saw Arnold raising his sword and slashing at him.

Ding!

The huge impact force made Gattel take a step back.

After the operation, Gattel felt that his body had basically recovered.

His strength and physique were even enhanced.

But in the collision with Arnold, Gattel fell into a disadvantage as soon as he fought.

Arnold took advantage of the situation and kept putting pressure on Gattel with his sword.

He wanted to use his flexible footsteps to bypass Arnold's attack range.

Unfortunately, Arnold seemed to be able to see through his thoughts every time and blocked his steps in advance.

After several collisions, Gattel's wrists were a little sore. He looked at Arnold who stopped in shock and couldn't speak for a long time.

Arnold stroked his gray beard, patted Gattel on the shoulder, and said in a refreshing tone:

"With your foundation, you will be better than me in enduring the Lord's surgery, so you should learn more combat skills."

"This is a chance to be reborn, and it is also a good opportunity for us to step onto the battlefield again, so we must not miss it."

Feeling that his legs were fully functional, Gattel suddenly had tears in his eyes, showing the stubbornness and confidence of a Catachan, and said very firmly:

"Come again!"

Arnold laughed, raised his two-handed sword again, and suddenly chopped it down mercilessly.

This move is called a surprise attack!

Gattel, who had a very fast reaction speed, dodged nimbly, and before he could counterattack, the two-handed sword that was stabbing straight turned into a swift sweep.

Gattel had to retreat, and he really couldn't stand the pure strength contest now.

Gattel is not the only one who has been reborn!

8,000 today.

Seeking monthly tickets,

Go!