Full-time Creation Master

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The angel knelt on one knee, bowing respectfully to Chu Ming, offering his utmost reverence and loyalty to the Creator.

"Okay!" Chu Ming's humanoid spirit nodded in satisfaction. "Go collect your equipment and rejoin the team!"

"Yes, sir!"

The angel bowed again before proceeding.

With Chu Ming's permission, they first flew to the Great Millstone of Guixu.

It plunged headlong into the dark clouds.

When he reappeared, he was holding a long, black, wide-handled sword that was 1.6 meters long.

I left again.

"Fly," into the nebula of the light system.

Sasha, though asleep, seemed to still be aware of something, and she managed to send out a ray of light that merged into the angel's body.

The jet-black longsword gradually lost its color, eventually assimilating into an angelic golden-white.

And truly become one with the angels.

After wandering around for a while, the angel flew back to the camp and seamlessly integrated into the ranks of the Light Angels.

The remaining dozen or so servant-level spirits, under the operation of the barracks, were transformed into servant-level little angels who were 1.7 meters tall.

They all returned to their posts.

However, the little angel, who clearly lacked intelligence, seemed a bit dull.

Chu Ming was powerless to do anything about it.

"As long as a commander-level officer has a brain, that's enough!"

Chu Ming could only console himself with this thought: forcibly activating his spiritual intelligence was too taxing.

Not cost-effective.

In fact, Chu Ming's initial purpose in building the military camp was simply to control the loyalty of some underground forces.

That's the purpose of the soldier's token.

The life that is integrated into the soldier's token is like being listed in the Book of Life and Death on the Investiture of the Gods; life and death are entirely in Chu Ming's hands.

However, after S.H.I.E.L.D. obtained the wordless book from the Paris Museum through the Federation of Millions, he decided to learn from Zhang, the leader of the Taiping Daoist.

Light Angel Soldiers and Water Spirit Mages were born in response to this need.

As for the Undying Blood Clan, that was an experiment by Chu Ming.

This electron comes from the authors of the previous life, and there are many similar conjectures in it.

Fortunately, Chu Ming succeeded in his experiment by sacrificing only five or six slave-level vampires.

The Shadow Werewolves were a group of dark werewolves that Lester, who had submitted to him, actively and deliberately traveled to Europe to capture and transform.

Perhaps they're planning to drag each other down with them!

Brothers in misfortune?

Chu Ming accepted everything without question.

One man is worth ten thousand.

Chu Ming cannot ignore this line of thinking!

My thoughts wandered...

"Ah Zhong, let's hear it ring."

Otherwise, I wouldn't want to fill this bottomless pit that is you!

Thump~~~

The Creation Bell responded with a deep, resonant sound, as if in reply.

Chu Ming slapped the bell, both amused and annoyed, as he watched the countless essences from the Guixu Great Mill merge into it.

He said earnestly, "Ah Zhong!"

I know I don't have enough material to reach the level of the Beginningless Bell.

But you can't just stay under construction forever!

"At least show your face!"

Buzzing~~~`

(Then, Master, shall I solidify my physical body?)

Because of its concept and level, the Creation Bell can currently be considered a "Soul-type Treasure".

It has no physical form.

Chu Ming estimated that even selling the entire magical world wouldn't be enough to fill the physical void.

It has a soul but no body.

Therefore, the Creation Bell's current spirituality can only respond to Chu Ming intermittently.

"No need!" Chu Ming's face darkened instantly. "I was just venting, how come you can't understand?!"

All that energy of creation and essence of remnant souls consumed every day, was it all for nothing?!

"Still so immature!"

After venting his frustrations, Chu Ming smiled helplessly.

"Fine, you can continue!"

"I'm leaving now..."

The Creation Bell is also a long-term project.

Guided by countless readers, Chu Ming, who has read thousands of books, has come to believe that developing "spirit, energy, and mind" together is the right thing to do!

What about the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top and the Five Elements Converging at the Origin, what about the simultaneous cultivation of Dharma Body and Soul...?

Aren't all geniuses in novels like that?!

It is correct to conclude that "humans are good at using things!" and "humans are good at making use of resources!"

Which great emperor, sage, or monarch doesn't possess several natal magic treasures and imperial weapons for proving their Dao?!

Therefore, in this magical world where there are only two paths—method and soul—Chu Ming is also trying to forge his own path.

Furthermore, even if these paths are impassable.

The Creation Bell, which cost a fortune, can also be used as a magical tool, a "natal magic weapon," to fight against emperors.

It's better than Chu Mingqian using his fragile body and magic to fight against the demons of Holy City and Emperor NGA, right?

.........

Fairy Well!

The birthplace of the Shui Lingling clan.

The well is not important.

It was just a replica made from materials from Qingyun at Guixu Great Millstone, which Chu Ming had found.

The key is the water inside.

Inside the well, which is three zhang square, are countless remnants of souls and thoughts.

In the Fountain of Life, a mixture of various materials.

Who knows, it might take form at that moment.

Chu Ming tested the water's concentration, added ten drops of the Fountain of Life, and then left.

In the short term, the effect of the hydrating product is not significant.

.........

The night passed peacefully.

The next day!

The bugle call of soldiers training in the morning woke Chu Ming.

"One two one, one two one,..."

"One, two, three, four..."

The sound, like a series of stirring drumbeats, resonated across the land.

Chu Ming got up and walked out of his single dormitory room, looking up at the view.

On the training ground not far away, soldiers were dressed in neat training uniforms, their postures upright like pine trees.

They marched in unison, meticulously carrying out their training under the instructors' commands.

Each step I took seemed to carry immense force, raising a cloud of dust.

The sun shone on them, and sweat streamed down their faces.

But there was no sign of fatigue or slackness in their eyes, only determination and perseverance.

Their movements were synchronized, as if they were a single entity.

Every turn, every movement, is full of power.

Chu Ming was deeply shocked by this scene.

He looked at the soldiers sweating under the rising sun and felt a surge of admiration.

The soldiers of Heaven are always so reliable.

They are not afraid of hardship or difficulties.

In order to safeguard the safety of the country and its people, and to protect our homeland.

Leaving the safe and bustling city, they arrived at the front line of dealing with demons.

Don't they know that training alone is useless?

Are humans not even as strong and fast as slave-level demons?

They knew they were still training hard.

Chu Ming could tell from their eyes that they were not doing it because of military tradition or orders from their superiors.

It was genuine, heartfelt effort.

Atmosphere.

Chu Ming was also infected by this passionate enthusiasm, and tears involuntarily welled up in his eyes.

The young elites who gradually ventured out had varying reactions.

Military academy students, led by Nan Yu and Ai Jiangtu, wearing vests, joined in.

The other students from the high schools in the capital and Shanghai all looked at Chu Ming and Li Yu, waiting for them to make their decision.

In just two or three days, everyone had gradually found their place in the team.

"Why are you looking at me?" Li Yu said with a smirk. "Go if you want!"

My training method is different from theirs; I go to exercise!

"I have something to discuss with the General Commander of Wuhan Iron and Steel Group. You can decide for yourselves!" Chu Ming refused to make the decision for them and turned to leave.

Moreover, after that initial burst of passion and enthusiasm...

After calming down, Chu Ming decided to go ahead with the decision he made on impulse.

The remaining eight people looked at each other in bewilderment.

They didn't want to participate because this kind of training didn't really do much to improve their physical condition.

It's better to spend money to buy some potions concocted by poison mages to enhance your abilities!

It's just a matter of spending a little more than 100 million.

But I don't want to refuse!

In this environment, refusing would make one seem particularly out of place, no...

.......