When the first mouthful of Essence Qi gathered, his abdomen immediately felt warm as if a breath had condensed and not dissipated. It contained a unique power. This breath was the Internal Qi in martial arts, also known as Internal Qi.
When this power was condensed sufficiently, it could seep out of his body and affect physical objects, transforming into Genuine Qi. At that time, it would have powerful might.
According to Song Shi's physical condition, it would take him at least a hundred days to do so.
These 100 days were the process of constantly condensing Internal Qi and clearing his meridians. At the same time, it was also the stage of strengthening his physique and laying the foundation.
"I have to endure for a hundred days to reach the Foundation Establishment realm."
Song Shi sighed. Only by condensing Genuine Qi would he have the strength to change his current state.
He had to live as long as possible for the next hundred days.
After condensing a mouthful of inner Qi, Song Shi continued to take a sip of the nutrient fluid and began to regulate his condition, allowing the Essence Qi in his body to circulate faster to stimulate the healing of his wounds.
The price of doing so was the loss of Essence Qi in his body. He could not see anything in the short term, but as time passed, problems were bound to happen. At best, his lifespan would be shortened, but at worst, he would die.
However, this was within Song Shi's plan. He did not hesitate and continued to expend his Essence Qi to heal and cultivate.
In the next few days, perhaps because the commotion of the mutated beasts had been resolved once, no more mutated beasts invaded.
Song Shi quickly understood the situation of the entire cannon fodder camp.
This special cannon fodder camp was codenamed Camp 909. It was in charge of guarding Highland 6863 of the base. The nearby wilderness area was mainly filled with the mutated beast, Iron Wolves, and was equipped with three cannon batteries.
There was nothing worth paying attention to the various arrangements. What Song Shi cared about was that the death row criminals of the cannon fodder camp could be exempted from the death penalty through military merits. As long as they had enough military merits, they could even regain their freedom.
Of course, it was too difficult to obtain military merits to obtain freedom. Basically, it could only be done under special circumstances. For example, it just so happened to blow up a high-level mutated beast, and this mutated beast could directly destroy a cannon fodder camp.
The other way was to accumulate enough military merits by killing a large number of mutated beasts and completing various missions.
Of course, he did not have to obtain freedom. By reducing the punishment, he could go to a normal army. That way, his equipment and other conditions would be much better, and the probability of him dying would decrease.
After Song Shi's analysis, he realized that he had a chance to accumulate military merits to get rid of the cannon fodder camp and go to a safer and normal army.
On the fifth day after Song Shi arrived at the cannon fodder camp, he had lost a lot of weight. His eyes were a little dark, and he looked like he had insufficient stamina.
In the middle of the night, Song Shi finished his cultivation. He turned on the headlamp and observed himself through a piece of broken glass he had picked up yesterday. He found a strand of white hair at his temple and could not help but smile bitterly. "There are already signs of it, but my nutrition still can't keep up."
Cultivating martial arts was not like Qi Refinement, where one directly absorbed the power of heaven and earth for their own use. It consumed their own Essence Qi. As the saying went, the poor studied while the rich practiced martial arts. If one did not replenish enough energy, it was normal for one to be crippled from cultivation.
Song Shi had a way not to cripple it, but his Origin had been overly exhausted and his hair was already turning white. This was the limit of his lifespan.
"As long as I break through quickly enough, my lifespan will not be exhausted for the time being."
Song Shi clenched his fists. Under the cultivation method that consumed his Essence Qi, his Internal Strength was already rather thick. His strength had more than doubled, and his reaction speed and agility had also multiplied.
"The nutrient fluid has been exhausted. Without high-nutrition food to replenish it, the consumption will be even more serious."
Song Shi glanced at the empty tube. Just as he was thinking about whether he should be thick-skinned enough to ask for more, the alarm suddenly rang.
His gaze focused. When he picked up his gun and walked out of the tent, there were already gunshots. They were attacking the foot of the hill, spraying flames in the night.
"Howl…"
The howls of wolves echoed in the distance. With a clang, the searchlights at the back of the tent lit up, revealing wolves whose eyes reflected green light from the slope outside the trench.
These wolves were very big, like calves. They were much bigger than ordinary wolves. Song Shi thought that he had encountered a demon beast.
At a rough glance, there were no less than a hundred of them. All of them moved quickly and arrived at a thousand-foot radius in the blink of an eye.
Iron-skinned Wolf!
Song Shi thought of the most mutated beasts in the vicinity. These mutated beasts were as tough as iron. Ordinary bullets would find it difficult to penetrate them and kill them in one hit.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The vigilant cannon fodder opened fire and sprayed scorching bullets down, knocking a few mutated wolves away. The others reacted quickly and dodged the attack area, circling around to surround them.
The mutated wolf that had been knocked over quickly got up. There were bloody holes in its body. Its ferocity was stimulated and it screamed ferociously as it charged forward.
"There's nothing to be afraid of?"
Song Shi frowned. These mutated beasts were nothing in his eyes, but they did not seem to be afraid of death. This was special.
Exotic beasts had strong physiques to begin with. If they were not afraid of death, the threat would be much greater.
At this moment, Song Shi realized that these guys were still cooperating when they attacked. He could not help but look at the occasional wolf howls in the distance and fall into deep thought.
"Hey, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and go up!"
The soldiers in charge of supervising the army aimed the laser at Song Shi. The red line was obvious.
Song Shi did not stop. He rushed more than ten meters away and jumped into the trench. He raised his gun and aimed it at an injured and bleeding mutated beast before pulling the trigger.
BANG!
The latter's eyes exploded and he fell to the ground.
Song Shi pursed his lips. "So what if it has thick skin? I don't believe that its eyes can block bullets."
He actually shot the eye of the mutated wolf, killing it despite it surviving the chaotic gunfire earlier.
An unknown cannon fodder at the side turned to look at Song Shi. He felt that it was not this person who had fired the gun, but a loudspeaker sounded from high above, "Immortal Emperor has killed a Level 3 mutated wolf. Reward: 100 military merits."
This was another type of military supervisor present, using the camera to identify Song Shi as the one who fired the shot and calculated his military merits for him.
The code name he registered was Immortal Emperor. It had not changed.
The reward for killing a Level 3 mutated beast through firearms was 100. If he could kill a Level 5 mutated beast, the reward could reach 1,000 and allow Song Shi to leave the cannon fodder camp.
If he could kill a Level 7 mutated beast, Song Shi would immediately obtain freedom.
"Haha, brother, good marksmanship."
Not far away, Brother Cha stood up and gave Song Shi a thumbs up. The people around Song Shi looked sideways and were rather shocked. They did not expect Song Shi, a newcomer, to kill an Iron-skinned Wolf in one go.
This kind of mutated beast could be said to be invulnerable. If it was a melee battle, none of them would be a match for it. It would be very difficult to kill it even if they relied on heat weapons.
"Damn, his luck is really good. Why didn't I encounter it?"
Someone spat and was certain that Song Shi had relied on luck.
Song Shi did not care what the others thought. He stared at the approaching Iron-skinned Wolf and fired the moment one of them opened his mouth.
Puff!
The latter's throat was pierced, and the bullet hit the spine directly, destroying the spinal nerve.
The Iron-skinned Wolf fell to the ground and its body twitched as blood flowed out. Although it did not die immediately, it could not stand up again.
The guy who suspected Song Shi just now could only shut up.
Song Shi was calm. His previous reincarnation was not a waste of time. He had inherited the ability of a sharpshooter and could shoot wherever he wanted now.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that his marksmanship was godlike. Basically, he could hit every single target, but he only managed to kill the target in one shot at the critical spot.
