Chapter 122 Arriving at the largest core warehouse in the northern theater! Bandit Lu Chen is online!

The auditorium was silent, so silent that the awakened ones could hear the breathing of the people next to them.

Gong Jiuru's words "Hello, Chief" earlier left everyone stunned.

They didn't know what level the highest commander of the White Prison was, but they knew it must be not low.

This kind of person calls an eighteen-year-old boy the chief.

Are you sure?!

Pinch mom.

The world view has collapsed! !
Lu Mingzhou and others on the stage looked at Lu Chen as if he were a ghost.

The seventh level is already a level that can shock them for the rest of their lives.

Now there's another Chief of Staff! ?
elder brother!
Please leave some room for others!

It's so sad that I was born in the same era as you!
From small to large.

Lu Mingzhou and Zhuge Kongqing are both the most talented and outstanding among the younger generation of the family.

Before awakening the superpowers,
The family leaders gave them a lot of power.

After awakening his superpowers, he became the core figure of the family.

Whether it is [Thunder and Lightning] or the extremely special [Clone], they are all extremely powerful superpowers.

With their talents, they will surely become demigods in the future.

But now it seems.

Demi god.

It seems like nothing is good enough in front of that guy.

He broke through to the seventh level in less than two months. Who knows when he will become a demigod! ?
Maybe it will happen next year!

Think of this.

Lu Mingzhou turned his head and glanced at Zhuge Kongqing.

Whenever this happened, he would be very envious of this guy's super strong sense.

It’s so nice to be carefree.

The other side of the stage.

Lu Chen hurriedly pried off Gong Jiuru's saluting hand.

"Brother Gong, there's no need."

Although I am indeed several levels higher than him, the age difference is almost twice his. This feeling is too strange.

Who would have thought that Gong Jiuru would say:
"fine!"

"From now on, you call me Brother Gong, and I call you Chief. We can talk about our own affairs!"

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Lu Chen didn't know what to do.

Gong Jiuru smiled and said:

"Then I will take back this shoulder strap first, Commander!"

"Take it, take it."

He is so helpless now.

Isn’t it a bit too abstract for a man in his thirties to call himself “leader” every day?

But Lu Chen had no choice but to sigh and shake his head.

After the award ceremony, Gong Jiuru said a few simple words.

After a while, he announced that the [White Prison] training camp had come to a successful conclusion.

It was indeed perfect for him.

Although I paid a lot.

But it was still very worthwhile to witness Lu Chen's rise to power.

However, for the people in the audience, they didn't know where the word "perfect" came from.

They have been suffering since they moved into the Amazon rainforest for the assessment.

The ring match was hit by a dimensionality reduction attack, and it didn’t even survive the first day of the battle royale.

Not only did he kill all the ninety people who surrounded and attacked one person, he even single-handedly wiped out the security team that had a seventh-level awakener!
Pinch mom.

Not only did he not gain any benefits, he was also beaten up and left with a psychological trauma.

the most important is.

After one trip,
The qualification to join the national attacking team was also revoked!!

Many people were puzzled.

"What on earth was I thinking at the time? What was I trying to achieve?"

"I'm a pure, stupid Bo Yi!"

"Me too!"

"Damn it! Did a donkey kick my head?"

"Every day I'm fooled, and it's different. Now, my dream is gone!"

Everyone got so angry that they even cursed themselves. Lu Chen on the stage saw this and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Gong Jiuru actually knew that most of the people present were good talents.

Not to mention that they all have the potential to join the national attacking team, 20% is about the same. But anyway.

He couldn't change what he had said before.

This year is the first year of the White Prison project.

If the news that I have restored their qualifications to join the national attacking team gets out, how can the next training camp be held?

If there is no price to pay and everyone participates with the mentality of giving it a try, how should the elites be selected?

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

In order to select talents with real potential and ability, sacrifice is essential!
Gong Jiuru knew these things, and so did Lu Chen.

So after the award ceremony, he left the auditorium early.

Without saying goodbye or pleading for others, he just left so quietly.

As.

He came gently.

The auditorium was silent, and all the awakened ones were looking ahead.

They looked at the silver-haired boy's back, revering him as if he were a god.

Maybe everyone has forgotten it long ago.

When the training camp just started, this young man was the last among the 400 examinees and the last one to walk out of the Amazon rainforest.

Now the situation is reversed.

The one who was once ranked last not only transformed himself into the first, but his strength level was even two or three levels higher than theirs.

Level seven.

For them, who are only eighteen or nineteen years old, this state of mind is like an unreachable shooting star in the night sky. It is a great fortune to even see it once.

Lu Mingzhou and Yang Ziyi walked off the stage and returned to their seats, but their eyes never left the young man.

They had mixed feelings.

There is joy, admiration, and reluctance.

God knows when we will meet again.

Never see it again.

It is not impossible.

Just when the three of them were feeling a little sad, Lu Chen, who had walked to the door, suddenly turned around and looked at them.

The boy raised his arm and waved with a warm smile on his face.
Gong Jiuru said that he would select two people from the remaining four and put them on the national attack team's reserve list.

So Lu Chen's wave of the hand earlier was a farewell as well as a gesture of help.

He temporarily stored Aatrox, Rengar and Yasuo in the sea of ​​consciousness of Lu Mingzhou and others, so that they could come out to help them in the subsequent battle.

Who of the three will be eliminated and who will advance will all depend on themselves.

As for the other big brother.
Come on!

Walking out of the auditorium, Lu Chen saw Zhao Shentan who was waiting for him.

The middle-aged man smiled kindly and said:
"Is everything finished?"

Lu Chen nodded.

"Then let's go. I'll show you around the main base in the north."

"Forehead"

The young man hesitated to speak.

Zhao Shentan seemed to realize something, his expression changed, and he said unhappily:
"Let the fart go."

Lu Chen scratched his head and replied with a silly smile:
"Can we go to the core warehouse first?"

"A little bit anxious~"

Zhao Shentan was speechless.

"You really don't have any tricks at all!"

"Okay, okay! Let's go! Core warehouse!"

talking.

The middle-aged man pushed open a space door and strode out.

Lu Chen laughed and quickly followed.

Obviously, the two places were thousands of miles apart, but the two of them covered the distance in just one step, going directly from the [White Prison] to the Northern Theater Base.

Precisely.

It is the secret core warehouse of the northern war zone.

Looking at the huge dome in front of him, Lu Chen was dumbfounded.

He knew that the warehouse here would be slightly larger than the White Prison, but he didn't expect it to be so much larger.

The boy made a rough estimate.

At least ten times!
Seeing his eyes shining, Zhao Shentan sighed.

"Go ahead, brat."

"Pick whatever you want!"

(End of this chapter)