After dying billions of times, I copied my talents and killed all races!

Early in the morning, a lame middle-aged man in military uniform took Su Mu to an armored vehicle.

There are still more than 20 days before the end of the training camp.

This time is neither long nor short for Su Mu.

When they were in the car, because the journey was relatively long, the lame middle-aged man next to him asked Su Mu to take a nap first.

Su Mu took this opportunity to practice the God and Demon Visualization Method and the Innate Fetal Breathing Method.

I don't know how long he practiced.

Su Mu even squinted for a while in the middle.

When he opened his eyes again, he had arrived at the Eastern Theater of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield.

"You're awake."

The lame middle-aged man beside him saw Su Mu wake up and said

""Yeah."

Su Mu nodded and looked at the surrounding scenery.

"Is this the Eastern Theater of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield?"

Su Mu looked around.

Every ten meters or so, there was a watchtower about twenty meters high.

Every fifty meters or so, there was a building that soared into the sky, which also looked like a watchtower.

As if he had noticed Su Mu's gaze, the lame middle-aged man on the side explained:"That is the Sky Watching Tower"

"The watchtower is used to observe the situation of the entire Eastern Theater and transmit information in a timely manner. The Sky Watchtower is mainly aimed at aliens in the air. Only some high-level warriors of the human race can fly in the air without any external force, so when dealing with aliens in the air, they often need to use a lot of assistance."The lame middle-aged man began to introduce some areas of the Eastern Theater to Su Mu.

"This is the weapons depot. The Eastern Theater has basically achieved self-sufficiency in weapons and equipment. There are many casting students and masters from your university."

"That's the medicine area. In addition to providing many Qi and blood medicines to the frontline soldiers, some are also sold to the rear of the human race, but the prices are relatively expensive."

"That is the slaughter area, responsible for processing dying aliens or dissecting alien corpses."

"That's the cafeteria."

The entire Eastern Theater is like a small city with a complete system.

Along the way, Su Mu could see soldiers in armor patrolling everywhere.

"The war zone is not like the rear of the human race. Sometimes, there will be extremely powerful alien races that break through and attack the war zone."

The middle-aged soldier pointed to a broken wall.

"This was originally a lodging area, but a month ago, a black-winged black eagle broke through the west gate wall and came in to wreak havoc, but was soon killed by Major Qiu Xun with a single sword."

"It can be said that although the Eastern Theater looks good now, more than 50 years ago, the entire Eastern Theater was basically in a process of continuous destruction and reconstruction."

"However, since the Seven Saints of the Human Race killed all the God Kings of the Ten Great God Clans fifty years ago, this situation has become much less common."

When saying this, the lame middle-aged man seemed a little proud.

Su Mu looked at the ground and buildings in the Eastern Theater with more or less traces of war with a complicated look. It is hard to imagine what the entire Eastern Theater was like more than fifty years ago, when the Seven Saints of the Human Race had not yet killed the God Kings of the Ten Great God Clans and the Human Race had not yet gained the upper hand.

All the soldiers on the front line lived in fear and worry that the alien race would attack at any time.

But even though they were extremely afraid and worried, they still had to use their own flesh and blood to build a steel wall behind the human race.

Now the Eastern Theater does look much calmer than it was more than fifty years ago.

The alien race It was only an extremely accidental event that they would attack, and even if they did, they would be quickly killed by the masters of the human race.

However, others might not know, would Su Mu not know?

The current calm is just the calm before the storm.

Who could have thought that the people who had resisted all races for tens of thousands of years would perish after sixty years of peace?

Fifty years ago, the human race had the upper hand, but ten years later, the human race was heading for extinction.

Thinking of this, Su Mu clenched his fists.

He let out a long breath.

The car drove for a while, and finally arrived at Su Mu's destination.

The car stopped at a camp, and Su Mu got off the car. Just as he was about to enter the camp, the lame middle-aged man in the car suddenly called Su Mu.

"Young man!"

Su Mu was stunned for a moment, then stopped and looked at the lame middle-aged man.

"Since you can enter the genius training camp, it at least shows that you should have good talent. Train well and pay attention to safety. The future of the human race depends on you young people!"

He smiled at Su Mu.

"I will!"

Su Mu nodded at him.

The lame middle-aged man also nodded.

Then he drove towards the rear of the human race.

For a person like him, it is almost impossible to go to the battlefield again because of his physical disability.

He could have chosen to go directly back to the rear of the human race to do other things and enjoy the rest of his life.

But in the end he chose such a job.

I'm afraid he is reluctant to leave this battlefield and wants to contribute his own strength to this battlefield in the end.

Watching the armored vehicles gradually go away.

Su Mu walked slowly into the camp.

After registering his identity.

A soldier asked Su Mu to wait outside the camp.

While Su Mu was waiting.

Several soldiers next to him seemed to be looking at Su Mu, the newcomer who suddenly came to the camp.

Although he didn't say anything, the look on Su Mu made Su Mu feel a little uncomfortable.

Su Mu probably had some guesses about their thoughts.

Now there are more than 20 days left before the end of the training of the genius training camp.

At this time, it is obviously a bit strange to suddenly interrupt.

After Su Mu waited for a long time.

A young man in military uniform finally came to Su Mu slowly.

"Are you the new camper?"

The young man glanced at Su Mu.

Su Mu followed behind the young man.

As the young man walked, he also began to talk to Su Mu about some things.

"Since you are here, I will briefly explain the rules here.

This is a temporary camp set up by the Genius Training Camp of Longjing Martial Arts University.

I am Xiao Lin, the military director of the temporary camp.

I am responsible for assisting your Genius Training Camp in the training and assessment tasks.

In the remaining twenty days, if you don’t want to leave in a bad way, it is best to go to the battlefield a few more times to at least earn 100 merit points.

At the end of the camp assessment, merit points are the main criterion.

"

While walking with Su Mu,

Su Mu had already seen some campers of the Genius Training Camp.

And those campers obviously noticed Su Mu.

Suddenly, their faces were full of astonishment, and some people couldn't help but screamed.

"Su Mu! It's Su Mu!"

"He is back!"