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Chapter 674 -67: Reunion Under ‘Fate

To replenish one’s fullness, naturally, ‘food’ is needed.

And that was not easy.

Ordinary people could not access things from the ‘Mystical Side’, so after pondering for a moment, Jason drove to the downtown area alone—he needed to seek help from his old instructor.

He knew quite a few people from the ‘Mystical Side’ in Cherry City.

But the only ones he really trusted were the old instructor and Delbon.

Why not choose Delbon?

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Emmm…

It’s obvious, isn’t it?

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‘Muscle is strength’!

This was the base for Cherry City’s ‘Indomitable Copper’, disguised as a gym on the outside, but inside it was a barracks where warriors and knights trained and rested.

"Jason!”

The old instructor, standing downstairs, saw Jason pushing the door open and getting out of the car, and couldn’t help but smile, stepping forward and giving him a bear hug.

In regards to Jason, although he hadn’t pulled him into the ranks of ‘Indomitable Copper’, the old instructor still had considerable fondness for him.

Thump, thump, thump!

They patted each other’s backs vigorously, feeling each other’s solid muscles, before Jason and the old instructor separated and walked side by side inside.

At first, Jason was not used to such a custom.

But, as time passed, he found it to be quite nice.

Being able to feel each other’s changes through the firmness of their muscles.

It’s really direct and useful.

"There are five floors above ground and three below.”

"The first and second floors are open to the public.”

"The third and fourth floors are barracks and dining room.”

"The fifth floor is a meeting room.”

"Underground first and second floors are training grounds.”

"Underground third floor is my bedroom.”

The old instructor detailed the layout to Jason, who was visiting the ‘camp’ for the first time.

Then, without heading upstairs, they moved directly toward the underground first floor.

No elevator!

There were no elevators, neither going up nor down.

Instead, there was a fairly wide staircase. With the builds of Jason and the old instructor, they could walk side by side, and there was still room to fit someone as thin as Delbon. ṟãꞐÒ𝖇Εṧ

No energy-saving facilities, was it to better integrate training into daily life?

Jason instinctively guessed.

But soon, Jason noticed something different about the stairs.

Though they had been cleaned, there was a faint smell of blood. Some areas that should have been smooth were chipped or even had cracked lines, broken beyond recognition.

This was combat!

Jason was certain that the staircase he walked on had recently witnessed a fight.

Moreover, according to the traces of damage on the stairs, it wasn’t just once or twice, but years of accumulation.

"Not only is training integrated into daily life, but also real combat?”

Jason thought, gazing at the old instructor.

"Just as you guessed, Jason.”

"However, Jason, guess when the actual combat starts?”

The old instructor asked mysteriously.

"During meals!”

Jason answered without hesitation, causing the old instructor to look at him in astonishment.

"Did you hear about it from that kid Delbon?”

The old instructor asked instinctively.

Besides being informed by Delbon, the old instructor could not figure out how Jason would know.

You should know, such a tradition belonging to ‘Indomitable Copper’ is basically impossible to guess without knowledge. Most people would guess it’s a timed, regular collective training.

But no one would guess it’s during meals.

"I sensed ‘hunger’!”

"It pervades this place, very intense!”

Jason explained earnestly.

"Sensing hunger?”

"Is it like sensing fear?”

The old instructor was taken aback.

He had never heard of such a saying, but he knew of similar techniques.

When people fear, the sweat they exude and the associated smells are different.

When hungry, it’s naturally also different.

It’s just that most people don’t pay attention to such skills.

"I see!”

The old instructor nodded, contemplating whether it was possible to develop this skill.

Then, the two men pushed open the door at the end of the staircase, shoulder to shoulder.

The door was made of alloy and was a double door.

Sturdy and heavy.

At least 5cm thick.

As the doors opened, the noise of commotion, the sound of counting, and the clashing of swords immediately rushed into Jason’s ears.

A vast open space appeared before him, with dozens of people training on it.

Many familiar faces were there, exercising and sparring with each other.

As Jason saw these warriors and knights, they also saw him. Their eyes lit up, excitement on their faces. They all knew of Jason’s ‘Ship Slayer’ reputation.

The adoration for a stronger person made these warriors and knights’ blood surge, especially since, to a certain extent, they were also comrades-in-arms, which excited them even more.

However, not one of them rushed over.

They were still training!

Without an order from the old instructor, their individual training couldn’t be interrupted!

So, amidst all the eager glances, Jason and the old instructor headed toward the underground second floor.

Compared to the first basement level, this one was much quieter.

Almost deserted.

When they reached the third basement level, Jason saw the ‘bedroom’ the old instructor had mentioned.

There was a bed with beddings in the corner of the room, but besides that, there was nothing in the place remotely related to a ‘bedroom’. There were only weighted objects, damaged swords, and a forge.

"What is this?”

Jason looked at the forge.