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John pulled out an orange, eating it while digesting the news brought by Redman. He was half convinced by Redman's words; despite their seemingly close relationship, who knew if Redman was being deliberately misleading?
In recent days, John appeared to trust Redman completely, but in reality, he felt cornered. Just like before, when he refused to hand over all the spoils of war for Redman's command, who could tell if he would end up with a dagger in his back?
Even now, John hadn’t told Redman the truth—his wounds had healed, and the bandages were just for show. The quick recovery was thanks to the adaptability of his Soldier Profession and the Card Treasure he received upon upgrading his Commander class.
【Treasure: Captain's Orange】
Effect: Automatically grants one Captain's Orange each day. This orange is sweet and juicy, with a thin skin and thick flesh. It is delicious and can restore a certain amount of health after consumption. The maximum storage capacity is seven.
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It was truly sweet; he just wondered if Redman's big plans would be worth it.
"Everyone, get moving! Johnny believes in you!"
Regardless of the plans ahead, Johnny needed to ensure that the soldiers in his command were well-trained. As long as he had people under him, even if they later became Mercenaries, he wouldn't be left without support.
Watching the training continue without interruption, John walked over to a nearby tent. With no pressing matters at hand, it was a perfect opportunity to practice the Universal Qi Training Method. If they encountered Transcendents, numbers wouldn’t matter; one had to be strong enough themselves.
"I need to become stronger," he thought as beads of sweat dripped down his face.
Life was getting back on track. During the day, he would step out to observe the soldiers training and occasionally play chess with Redman when he came by. In this dull environment, he learned the noble pastime of Wan Zu Qi—a game played with pieces representing nineteen different races.
From the chess pieces, John could see how the nobility controlled the flow of knowledge. To them, it was merely an entertaining game of racial knowledge; to commoners, it was a closely guarded secret.
When no one was around, he would sneak into the tent to continue practicing the Universal Qi Training Method while ensuring his wounds stayed covered.
One day, the two resumed their game of Wan Zu Qi.
The Elven Archer advanced.
The Dwarven Goat Knight defended.
"Got it," John said as he moved his piece while casually inquiring about recent developments. "Have you received any news from your side? When are we going to fight? My soldiers have been training for half a month now."
He felt anxious; wasn't more training better? "I see you're quite the military law expert; this Militia training is stronger than those guards I used to lead."
Redman's response was not what John expected.
Without bloodshed, how could one truly know how effective his training was? As he moved his pieces forward on the board to attack, John casually captured one of Redman's pieces. "Look at this; I've threatened your center."
Redman looked at the chessboard of Deadlock, arranging the pieces one by one. "You're still impressive, my brother. Don't worry, the family business is in good hands. I've handled most of it, so you can relax. Want to play another game?"
"Hahaha, let's do it! But this time, you can't go easy on me," Deadlock replied.
The two of them took turns making their moves, starting a new match.
"I'm off now; John won't see you out. Big brother has a dinner to attend tonight." Redman waved his hand and turned to leave.
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