Chapter 26 Did You Seize the Warehouse?

"You are the last one for today."
It was almost five o'clock, and Zhang Chu was still reluctant to leave.
Across from him, a massive Level 2 Wild Plains Armored Wolf was panting heavily, its blood-red eyes fixed fiercely on Zhang Chu.
Zhang Chu had incredible luck venturing into the Level 2 beast zone.
After taking down a small Overlord Tiger, he unexpectedly attracted its parents.
These two adult Overlord Tigers were exceptionally fierce.
Their strength was nearly at Level 3.
If it weren't for the Iron Mountain Shield paired with the Nano Black Tortoise Armor, Zhang Chu would have been dead already.
He managed to kill the mother beast with some close calls but no real danger.
Now, the adult male in front of him was enraged.
This world was a place where only the strong survived.
If humanity did not rise, the beasts would form waves, sweeping through human settlements.
Zhang Chu was not the merciful type.
He seized the initiative; Iron Mountain Shield made his physical defense as tough as iron.
With intermediate proficiency, his Sky Cannon technique struck the Overlord Tiger heavily.
He had just hunted down two of them.
Zhang Chu had found the Overlord Tiger's vital spot—the crown of its head.
This time, he feinted a blow.
As the Overlord Tiger lunged, Zhang Chu sidestepped, slid beneath its body, then flipped up and delivered a precise punch.
A wretched roar echoed as the Overlord Tiger crashed to the ground, lifeless.
"It seems only real combat brings this kind of pressure. The Level 2 beasts in the virtual hunting ground don't have this intensity. I almost suspect that Level 3 beasts may already have human-level intelligence."
After a whole day, Zhang Chu was utterly exhausted.
He had just taken a hit, making his blood surge wildly.
Skillfully extracting the beast core, he separated the corpse and the core, tossing them into his storage ring, then exited the Level 2 beast zone, swiftly heading toward the exit.

If he missed the last shuttle bus, he'd have to spend several hundred to hire a car.
Zhang Chu had just left.
A black shadow appeared in the Level 2 zone.
Examining the bloodstains on the ground, the shadow dialed the Beast Forest Facility Director: "Director, I rushed over when I heard the noise, but aside from the blood everywhere, there's no sign of any bodies. I suspect someone used a storage ring to sneak through."
Meanwhile,
Zhang Chu had already safely passed inspection and left in a private vehicle.
No sooner had he gone,
the checkpoint phone rang—it was the Beast Forest Facility Director: "Check for me who was the last to leave just now; I want their detailed information!"

...

When Zhang Chu returned to the entrance of the Warriors' Home residential complex, dusk had already fallen.
He had reaped a bountiful harvest today.
He deliberately bought some barbecue and a bottle of cola.
The barbecue was to satisfy his cravings, the cola to cut through the grease.
The stench of eighteen beast cores—without a 500ml bottle of cola, he simply couldn't swallow them.
"Whether I can break through to Level 3 depends on this round."
Drawing the curtains and locking the door,
Zhang Chu sat on the carpet, staring at the plate of cleaned beast cores, popping them into his mouth one by one.
All eighteen cores went down.
Even the barbecue lost its appeal.
Forcing himself not to vomit, Zhang Chu collapsed onto his bed and went straight to sleep.
Given the system's temperament, swallowing beast cores required time to digest before they could be converted into blood energy values.
One Level 1 core converted to 30 blood energy, fifteen meant 450.
One Level 2 core converted to 150 blood energy, three meant 450.
A day's outing, earning 900 blood energy, was enough to make anyone a genius—whether they wanted to be or not!
As expected,

By the next afternoon, when Zhang Chu was preparing to go to the Warriors' Black Market to find Li Dashan and sell the corpses in his storage ring, the system's voice sounded.
"Detected: Host has consumed fifteen Level 1 low-grade beast cores, blood energy +450."
"Detected: Host has consumed three Level 2 low-grade beast cores, blood energy +450."
Though he had anticipated it, Zhang Chu was still excited as he pulled up his personal panel:
Name: Zhang Chu
Level: 3
New blood energy: 900
Total blood energy: 1820/15000
Martial Skill: Sky Cannon (Level 1, low-grade)
Skill Proficiency: Advanced
Martial Skill: Iron Mountain Shield (Level 1, low-grade)
Skill Proficiency: Intermediate
After a long while, Zhang Chu finally closed the panel.
A Level 3 warrior—even among the first-year students at Binzhou Martial Arts Institute, he would be considered an outstanding presence.
He suddenly regretted agreeing to speak at Binzhou University's martial exam motivational rally.
It really was beneath his dignity!
"First, I'll find Uncle Li to repay my debt. Tomorrow, I'll go to the Warriors' Center for certification."
Zhang Chu made his plan and headed for the Warriors' Black Market by taxi.
Half an hour later,
in the inner hall of "Old Li's Shop," Zhang Chu threw a pile of corpses into the room, including three Level 2 beast corpses.
Wang Peng and Li Dashan exchanged incredulous looks, staring at Zhang Chu: "Don't tell me you robbed the Martial Arts Administration's beast reserve warehouse?"