I Can See Your Combat Power - Chapter 515

Chapter 515: Chapter 5U: Sorry to the generous donator, but I really blocked in my writing

Though spoken softly, under the divine magnification it still covers the entire the camel hump, causing wild joy on the west side and panic on the east side.

Those who have already joined the queue on the east side glare at those on the west side in resentment, thinking, “If only I knew that practicing today would mean full stomachs, why wouldn’t I have practiced!

Many others are livid, thinking, “If it were not for the leader summoning me to the main peak for a gathering early this morning, I could have practiced too.” While luck is often a humble term for success, Tang Luo firmly believes that not everyone in the west team practices every day. He also believes there are those in the east team who often practice but did not today because of the assembly. However, when opportunity comes knocking, apart from hard work, luck carries considerable weight.

It can only be said that some people mingling within the west team today are lucky.

Gong Zheng, leading the Righteous Gang, brings out trays of steamed buns and pancakes, causing the practitioners of the east team to drool. In the year of disaster, being able to eat one’s fill is something they could only dream of.

The practitioners of the west team loudly praise their leader’s wisdom and then reach out their dirty hands to grab the steamed buns and pancakes, as if they want to resolve two months of hunger at once.

Tang Luo shifts his gaze back to the east team and casually declares, Now, form their formations, step forward in sequence, and announce your name. Don’t feel discouraged. After declaring your names and receiving your codes, you’ll also get to enjoy a full meal. So, begin now!”

In these years of famine, nothing is more tempting than food. Upon hearing that they could join the eating queue after the process, practitioners from the east side formed an orderly queue at an astonishing speed, stepping forward one by one to loudly announce their names.

“My name is White Water.”

“Three Five Seven Point Four.”

“My name is Jiang Fei.”

“Five Two Eight Point Five.”

“Zou Da Kai!”

“Box Two One One.” Tang Luo, looking at the first practitioner from the east team at the peak of the Mortal Realm, turns to Hua Ji and asks, “Have you remembered it all?”

Hua Ji, who has been staring at the progressing queue, answers without turning his head.

Tang Luo knows that this means Hua Ji’s brain is working at high speed, so he directly tells the east team, “Come forward, state your name, and speed up!”

“Ren Hao.” “Four Four Five.”

“Jin San Zhua.” “Box Eight Seven Two.”

The process of declaring names and receiving codes from the east team is going in full swing. Meanwhile, the west team is so engrossed in enjoying their pancakes and porridge that they couldn’t care less. In the comer of the west team, however, a man as burly as a bear is sitting cross-legged with a five-meter radius around him empty. He monopolizes five trays of dumplings, stuffing three to five into his mouth at a time, persistently urging the young man hidden by his burly figure, “Mmm, mmm, brother, eat! Norn nom.”

If one doesn’t look carefully, they wouldn’t notice the young man with narrow eyes sitting next to the burly man. He’s gnawing on a bun, but his attention is completely focused on the east team.

Normally, on the huge platform of the western peak, they would not be able to hear anything from the noisy group at the other end. However, the young man squints with his ears perk up, putting on an attentive expression.

The tray of food next to them is visibly disappearing into the burly man’s mouth at an incredible speed. After stuffing in the last bun, the man pats his stomach, considers for a moment and yells to the Righteous Gang member distributing food, “Hey, bro, bring another two trays of buns!”

The Righteous Gang member in charge of distributing food turns and sees five empty trays on the ground. The corner of his eyes twitch as he carries over a few more trays. Seeing that Tang Luo has promised to let them eat their fill, the Righteous Gang will not be vague about it.

The burly man sends off the Righteous Gang member and looks around cautiously before asking in a low voice, “Bro, what are they doing?”

The young man squinting his eyes shakes his head slightly, “So far, all they have done is state their names and received a code. I’m not clear about what the Pride of Xiling is planning.”

The burly man looks around again, notes that nobody is paying them any attention as everyone is immersed in eating and the Righteous Gang member has not returned, and then says in a low voice, “Who cares what they’re doing. We have almost finished building our raft. Once we are full, we’ll slip away quietly. Whatever Tang Luo is planning, it has nothing to do with us.” “Fair point.” The young man stands up, faces the Righteous Gang member carrying trays of food and smiles, “Thank you, bro. My little brother eats a lot. Please forgive us.”

After setting down the trays in his hands and collecting the five empty ones from the ground, the Righteous Gang member says offhandedly, “Don’t thank me, thank our leader.” He sees the scarves tied around their necks and adds, “From what I see, both of you are at the peak of the Mortal Realm. Remember to serve the Pride of Xiling well in the future. You will be rewarded in techniques.”

“Yes, yes, big brother is right,” says the young man with narrow eyes, nodding repeatedly. “My brother and I will surely risk our lives for the Pride of Xiling and spare no effort.”

“It’s the leader!” The Righteous Gang member corrects the young man’s reference before leaving with the empty trays.

After the food distributor is out of sight, the burly man asks in a low tone, “Aren’t we leaving? Do we really have to work for the Pride of Xiling from now on? Is it like working as a farmhand in a major family?”

“You idiot,” the narrow-eyed young man chastises his brother, who takes everything he hears as truth. “Can’t you distinguish between truths and lies? I was only fooling him. Do you really think we’d risk our lives for a few buns? Is our life that cheap?”

The berated burly man scratches his head and obediently responds with an “Oh”.

Although the east team has been progressing at an impressive pace, the sheer number of almost twenty thousand members delays things. By the time half the team is processed, it has already turned dark. While darkness doesn’t affect Tang Luo the same way, normal people like Hua Ji can’t see as clearly. That s when several Night Pearls, as large as human heads, come in handy.

A few Righteous Gang members were asked to hold up the Night Pearls so they illuminate their blind spots, making the night as bright as day. Under the milky white light, Hua Ji finishes his work right at midnight.

When the last person in the east team reports their name and receives their code, Hua Ji is almost exhausted. He picks up the Spiritual Potion in his hand and gulps.

Spiritual Potion, brewed from Spiritual Food, serves as a kind of drink. For ordinary people, having a jug of Spiritual Potion is equivalent to having a month’s supply of food. Its price is also around a thousand gold pieces. Tang Luo specifically prepared it for Hua Ji to recharge his energy from intense thinking. It seems to be working rather well..