In the office of the Seventh Martial Arts Team Captain, Liu Qi stood with his hands clasped behind his back by the window, gazing out at the sprawling base buildings and the non-commissioned officers below, who looked no bigger than soybeans.
He'd been gravely wounded by a Spiritual Great Demon during the Dongqi Lake operation, and thirteen days had passed since he'd last taken an external mission.
Meanwhile, the batch of non-Optimizer students under his charge were all training frantically with their spears. After all, a document from the Resource Committee stated that an estimated eighty doses of Demon Blood Fragrance would be produced before the final exams.
After the Optimizers took their pick, fifty doses would remain, and everyone was giving their all to seize the opportunity.
