# 818
Chapter 819: Safe House
Qianmo felt his vision go dark and a sharp pain explode in his forehead, but relying on his powerful mental strength and will, he didn't faint like the other recruits.
He looked at Jialan's eyes, full of confusion.
How is this possible?
At this realm, no one should be able to withstand that strike?!
Qianmo refused to accept it. He stretched out his right hand like lightning, and another wave of extremely cold energy gathered in his palm before slamming toward Jialan's cheek.
Jialan raised an eyebrow and caught Qianmo's wrist barehanded. A hint of anger appeared in her eyes.
"You actually want to slap me? Are kids these days so wild?"
Jialan threw another punch at Qianmo's head.
This punch directly shattered through the floor and sent him crashing into the ground.
In the billowing smoke, Qianmo, his consciousness blurring, struggled to get up from the ground.
Jialan leaped lightly and landed directly in front of him, speaking in surprise, "Two punches and you're still not unconscious? That skull of yours is really hard?"
These were the last words Qianmo heard.
Because after the third punch fell, Qianmo passed out completely.
Under the suppression of the Town Ruins Stele, he only had the power of the "Pool" realm, but what everyone should know is that Jialan, who possessed [Immortality], was not affected by any external forces.
Her power remained at peak level.
Knocking him out with three punches was already being quite generous.
Jialan's gaze swept across the surroundings. Seeing that all the recruits had fainted, she clapped her hands in satisfaction and let out a long breath...
"Wrapping up!"
...
"All recruits please note, all recruits please note!
This is recruit Zhao Kongcheng. The situation is urgent, so I'll keep this brief!
All recruits immediately gather at the main auditorium! Remember! Always hide yourselves well! Do not engage in conflict with masked individuals. Most importantly, do not be alone! Do not be alone! Do not be alone!
We, the Night Watch, and even Great Xia...
are experiencing an unprecedented life-and-death crisis!"
Above the training camp, a voice suddenly echoed, carrying some mysterious power that reached everyone's ears.
"An unprecedented crisis?"
Those recruits wandering elsewhere in the training camp heard this sentence and all froze.
"What does that mean?"
"I don't know, but it sounds quite urgent."
"Where are the instructors? Why aren't they coming out to maintain order?"
"Say, ever since a while ago, I've been hearing screams from the distance... Something seems off."
"Should we go take a look?"
"Sure!"
After hesitating for a moment, many recruits chose to follow the voice's instructions and headed toward the main auditorium.
Among the crowd, three members of the Church of the Ancient Gods exchanged glances and nodded slightly.
"Let's go, follow them!"
...
"Puhahahahaha!!"
"Old Cao, did you hear what they said? The entire Great Xia is experiencing a life-and-death crisis, hahaha..."
In a certain corner of the training camp, Baili Pangpang heard this voice and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Beside him, Cao Yuan silently rolled his eyes. "What are you laughing at? If they had thrown you into this situation back then, you'd probably be just like them, pale with fear."
"No, back then he probably would have already started giving out Rolexes to everyone asking for protection."
Lin Qiye, holding the [White Slash] blade hilt, stepped out from nothingness with a smile and said.
"Stop talking nonsense! Young Master here still has self-preservation abilities!"
"Right, right, back then your forbidden artifacts were more than anyone else's."
"So what if they're forbidden artifacts? Forbidden artifacts are also part of strength!"
"Qiye, are you done over there too?" An Qingyu, sitting to the side, asked as she saw Lin Qiye arrive.
"Yeah, the atmosphere has been set properly." Lin Qiye nodded, then turned his gaze toward the main auditorium and slowly said:
"Next... let's see Brother Zlai and Jiang Er's performance."
...
Ten minutes later.
Main Auditorium.
The auditorium, which could hold five hundred people, now had only slightly over a hundred people sitting around in disheveled states, their eyes vacant as they stared at the ceiling, like sculptures frozen in daze.
Of course, not everyone was like this.
Among them, Zhao Kongcheng, who had just finished communicating with all the recruits in the entire training camp, stood up from his seat, glanced at his watch, and frowned slightly.
"Su Yuan, what's the situation outside now?"
On the front row of seats, a girl named Su Yuan slowly opened her eyes, turned to look toward the auditorium doors, and calmly said:
"There are humanoid life forms approaching outside the door, ninety-six people. No other life signatures detected within a five-hundred-meter radius, no one following."
"Ninety-six people?" Zhao Kongcheng raised an eyebrow. "Their strength is well preserved, no casualties... It seems they were lucky enough not to encounter enemies. Let them in."
At the auditorium entrance, six recruits exchanged glances and nodded.
The glow of the Forbidden Ruins surrounding their feet gradually faded. At the same time, the six layers of protective barriers that had been tightly wrapped around the entire auditorium building also dissipated layer by layer. Finally, a path leading into the main auditorium appeared before the team of recruits outside.
The doors opened, and this team of nearly one hundred recruits walked into the auditorium. Looking at the ashen-faced companions around them, confusion appeared on their faces.
"What happened? Weren't we supposed to compete with the [Nightfall] squad? Why is there suddenly a Great Xia crisis?"
Someone among the newly arrived recruits asked in confusion.
Zhao Kongcheng didn't rush to answer. Instead, he turned to look at Su Yuan and continued asking, "Is there anyone else?"
"No... wait." Su Yuan frowned. "Two more solo people are coming. Judging from their life signatures, it's a boy and a girl."
"Solo people?" Zhao Kongcheng's expression became vigilant.
"It's fine, let me take a look." Beside him, a tall male student stood up. "Su Yuan, which direction are they?"
"Eight o'clock direction."
"Got it."
The tall male student suddenly opened his eyes wide. A faint white light flickered in his eyes, and his vision penetrated through the wall, falling on a certain spot outside...
Then he took out paper and pen from his backpack and swiftly sketched on the paper.
Soon, Fang Mo and Li Zhenzhen's figures were perfectly rendered on the paper.
"They're our own people." Behind them, a bespectacled scholarly-looking man nodded. "That boy is in the dormitory next to mine, and I remember the girl too."
"Good, open the door!"
The auditorium doors opened, and Fang Mo and Li Zhenzhen walked in, also completely confused.
"No one else." Su Yuan confirmed.
"Only less than three hundred people left in total..." Zhao Kongcheng's gaze swept across the auditorium. He sighed helplessly.
Under everyone's注视下，赵空城走上了礼堂中央的舞台，拿起话筒，低沉地开口：
"我是赵空城，也就是刚才在广播中说话的那个人……现在把大家叫来这里，一是为了综合一下各个队伍遇到的事情，分析一下情况，二是为了把大家聚集到一起，防止落单造成的减员。
大家放心，我们已经在这座礼堂的周围设下了严密的防卫，只凭'池'境的力量，是根本不可能突破进来的。
这里，是一座安全屋。"