Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 246: 245: Man-made Devices, Array Marching Evil
The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Lin Beixuan and his group did not choose to travel at night, but instead found a suitable location and set up a tent with their backs against the mountain wall.

The mountain wall not only serves as a barrier to resist sudden attacks from wild beasts behind, but also blocks the penetrating wind, providing a relatively warm and quiet resting environment.

They have begun to set up camp in a manner that is convenient for combat at any time, and the layout and placement of supplies have been carefully considered.

There was silence all around, only the occasional miserable howl of a crow from the branch broke the tranquility.

Lin Beixuan sat in front of the campfire, holding the Taibai Yinjing in his hand and reading it carefully.

As a student of a key university, I have not completely lost the habit of reading. As long as I calm down, I can get into it quickly.

When the people who were arranged to take turns to keep watch saw Lin Beixuan reading by the fire, they did not dare to disturb him and consciously lowered their voices.

At this moment, their admiration for Lin Beixuan became more and more uncontrollable. Since entering Luozhou today, whenever Lin Beixuan had a break, he would pick up a book to study. His concentration was touching.

They knew that Lin Beixuan was not putting on a show, but was truly immersed in the book.

For people like them who could barely read, reading was a noble thing, not to mention that Lin Beixuan seemed to be reading a book on military strategy.

If Lin Beixuan was reading some beautiful articles, it might mean that it was for his own benefit, but if he was reading a military book, it meant that they were also included in it.

It was like a bright light, gradually illuminating the way forward for them.

The fact is just as these strange people thought.

The content of the Taibai Yinjing that Lin Beixuan was reading at the moment was about the art of weapons and formations.

He said that his trip to Luozhou was for the secret treasure that was somewhere unknown, but more importantly, it was for military training.

After all, a person's strength is limited. He can only save himself, not more people.

If you want to have enough weight in this chaotic world, you need to build your own team and make them strong.

There are two methods of explanation in Taibai Yinjing.

One is a battle formation diagram, which uses people as a battle formation to wage war and gather military energy.

To put it simply, it is to form a battle formation. If you encounter danger, you will quickly gather together, use the trained military spirit to resist the enemy, and then crush it with the battle formation.

The second is equipment. The equipment here is not the swords and guns in the conventional sense.

But people!
Human weapons are tempered like instruments and are trained to have strong individual combat capabilities. Each person can fight ten people at once, which is the only way to train scouts.

One is a method of training a group, and the other is a method of training an individual soldier. The two are completely different, yet closely related.

This is exactly what Lin Beixuan is hesitating about at this moment.

What if he wanted them all?
On the battlefield, they have both unrivaled individual combat capabilities and the organizational ability to quickly form a formation and charge into battle.

Being able to achieve both of these points simultaneously means that the soldiers or the army have acquired both high individual skills and excellent collective collaboration knowledge.

To be honest, he had only seen this in Xuan Country's elite army.

Lin Beixuan looked at the strange people in Qingyun Village.
Compared to normal people, they are very special. This is not only reflected in their slightly different body structure from normal people, but also in their much stronger foundation than ordinary people.

Every alien he had ever seen had a much stronger physique than normal people.

If we exclude all the strange and bizarre magic techniques in the secular world, it usually takes two or three ordinary people to defeat an extraordinary person head-on.

Even the Shahaier clan, whose average height is only 1.5 meters, has strength that is inconsistent with their appearance. They can lift boulders weighing hundreds of pounds with their bare hands. Many weapons in Qingyun Village are made by them.

"If it were just ordinary people, they might only be able to master one thing in a short period of time, but the extraordinary people can try." "Besides, they are crazy enough now."

The dry wood in the campfire crackled and exploded, and sparks rose into the sky along the swaying flames.

Lin Beixuan looked thoughtful, the firelight shining on his face, making his outline even deeper.

Boom, boom...

Suddenly, there were continuous muffled thunder sounds in the distant darkness, the ground beneath the feet trembled slightly, and stones jumped uncontrollably.

Lin Beixuan stood up, frowned and stared in the direction where the sound came from, with an unprecedented sense of alertness in his heart.

In the dark night, the wind and sand were swirling all over the sky, forming a vague outline, and in the distance, a huge figure was looming.

Even from a distance, the presence of the huge fog is still too strong to be ignored.

"What is that thing?" Lin Beixuan whispered with a hint of solemnity in his tone.

A group of strange people who were resting were also awakened. After hearing the noise, they ran out of the tent and watched the thing in the distance with Lin Beixuan.

Whether in the secular world or in this world, it is difficult for people to ignore the impact brought by giants. Such huge objects are not only reflected visually, but also can cause spiritual shock.

Wu Huo and Shen Tingmiao quickly came to Lin Beixuan's side, their hair standing on end. Compared with those strange people who had not opened their own houses, they could feel the pressure from the giant creature from afar more.

Among the leaders of Qingyun Village, only Wu Huo was allowed by Lin Beixuan to accompany him on this trip to Luozhou. The others had to help Taoist Goupi guard Huangshi Village.

As for Shen Tingmiao, she has been following him all the time. The spirit niche she carries on her back can conveniently receive news from Anle County at any time.

At this time, there was a depressing atmosphere in the air, and everyone could guess that the thing hidden in the wind and sand was extremely terrifying.

Lin Beixuan slowly retracted his gaze and said to Wu Huo beside him: "That thing shouldn't come over. Let them go back and rest. Don't delay tomorrow's work."

Wu Huo opened his mouth, but finally chose to believe Lin Beixuan. He sent everyone who needed to rest back to rest, and asked the people who were guarding the first half of the night to be fully alert.

But after what happened, who dared to fall asleep? They all lay in the tents, eyes wide open, holding their weapons tightly in front of their chests.

Although they are not afraid of death, they are unwilling to be trampled to death in their sleep.

Lin Beixuan continued to sit in front of the campfire, but he no longer had the mind to concentrate on reading.

Shen Tingmiao leaned against a stone wall and said to Lin Beixuan: "Judging from the aura, that thing should be a starving ghost, right?"

"Even though they are so far away, their aura is still so frightening. No wonder even Zi Gu Shen and Xie Ling Zhenjun don't want to provoke them easily."

Lin Beixuan didn't say anything, but his brows furrowed even deeper.

Originally, he wanted to use the starving ghosts to train his troops and try to go deep into the heart of Luozhou.

But now it seems that he may have to change his mind because of what happened tonight. As for that thing, no matter how many people are on it, it will be useless.

The gap between his current strength and that of ordinary gods is too huge, so he can still deal with starving ghosts at the ordinary level of summoning gods.

But if he were to face a real secular god, he would probably be crushed to death with just one hand.

“If I advance to the God-Summoning Realm, I wonder if I can fight that starving ghost.”

Lin Beixuan pondered silently, with starlight twinkling in his deep eyes, as if pieces of magic were refracted from the inner world through his eyes.

(End of this chapter)