5437th year of the Galaxy Calendar.

Planet 17, the East War Zone of the Human Federation of Humanities.

In the west, Lanka Mountain Fortress.

The Yu tribe indigenous to the Little Bear Star Domain crossed the border, and the small conflict eventually turned into a melee between hundreds of thousands of people.

The blood stained the entire fortress red.

History is known as "Battle of Lanka Mountain".

The 38th Armored Preparatory Division of the Eastern War Zone was stationed recently, and as the first batch of troops to reinforce Lanka Mountain, they immediately entered the battle.

After a bloody battle for twelve days and nights, he was finally defeated and forced to withdraw from the battle.

Mu Feng, an unlucky mechanic, was about to retire in three months, but he encountered this damn war.

Mu Feng was very brave in the battle and his amazing combat power almost burst into the small universe. For this reason, he was awarded by his boss and was temporarily promoted to serve as squad leader and acting platoon leader...

He was carried off the battlefield with blood and was in a coma in the field medical center for seven days and seven nights. When he woke up.

There were no flowers, no applause, and a military prosecutor in a dark green uniform was waiting for him.

An indictment!

He was prosecuted by the military court on charges: During the Lanka Mountain Battle, when acting as the commander of the 523 Fortress, he issued an order to abandon the defense without authorization, resulting in serious loopholes in the entire front. The loss of Lanka Mountain began when the 523 Fortress was broken by the Yu clan...

523 The fortress fell?

This news surprised Mufeng. When he was carried down, the fortress was still in his own hands and was not lost?

And he never issued the "abandoned" order!

What's going on?

The prosecutor did not give him any chance to defend himself. After a simple question, he directly approved the arrest and transferred him to the military detention center.

Mu Feng was isolated and no visits were allowed.

The special military court appointed a defense lawyer. The defense lawyer did not seem to have the intention to defend him, but instead repeatedly asked him to plead guilty. Only by pleading guilty can he be given a lighter punishment.

There was also the prosecutor's interrogation, which repeatedly induced him to confess.

So once!

This is true twice, three times.

Even if Mu Feng is simple, he still understands that some people want to confirm their crimes and want to kill themselves.

He was blocked from all external news channels. Mu Feng really couldn't think of who was going to attack him?

I am just an ordinary mechanic, without a backstage, power, and no offense. I do not threaten anyone. Even if I want to kill myself, I will not be able to make such a hard work. Is this going to nail myself to the pillar of shame in history?

It is not like this to leave a name in "history".

Unwilling to give up, he wanted to figure out all this, but those people obviously would not give him this opportunity.

The result of the struggle was that Mu Feng was transferred to Planet Federal Military Prison No. 17, referred to as Black Prison.

Detained alone and visits are strictly prohibited.

The prison detained him alone, and even entertainment activities that ordinary prisoners could enjoy were prohibited.

Even the air release is carried out individually.

There is no one else in this treatment.

If this keeps shutting down, Mu Feng feels that he will go crazy sooner or later and must find something to do, otherwise he will collapse without the court verdict.

All personal belongings were searched, leaving only one thing for him, the amulet left to him by his mother.

This "crescent moon" amulet is the only certificate left to him by his mother. He has an impression that he has never seen his mother since that day.

Before my father died, he still missed that woman, but there was no photo of that woman at home.

Mu Feng started this woman who was cruel to abandon her husband and son and was unforgivable in her heart since she was sensible.

But, now, there is no point in saying this.

Once his crime is confirmed, I am afraid that those people will not give them a chance to speak alively.

He doesn't want to go to jail, nor does he want to die. He wants to go out alive!

From the first day I came in, Mu Feng said to himself in his heart.

"My father said that this crescent talisman has a great opportunity, but I have worn it for eighteen years. Apart from the fact that I have been a little heavy, there is really nothing special..."

Mu Feng stared at the crescent talisman, sometimes sitting for an hour or two.

"Why is this kid always staring at that thing recently?" asked the warden, who was fat and a little disrespectful in the special surveillance room.

"I don't know, I've never seen such a prisoner. After coming in, I was very calm, neither crying nor making a fuss, nor talking. I didn't look like a young man in his twenties. I got up at six o'clock every day, tidy up my housework, and wash up..."

"As a soldier, the regular schedule is normal. We have encountered such a thing before. It is hard to say how long it can last." The warden's face trembled, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Warner, do you want to confiscate his crescent talisman?" the subordinate said with a saliva. "That thing looks like an antique, and may be worth a lot of money."

"Confiscated, your mind is flooded." The warden gave his subordinate a blank look, "If he committed suicide with this thing, you and I will save you a lot of trouble, and Mr. Du can explain it."

"That's right, you are the warden, you are clever!" His subordinate gave a thumbs up and smiled flatteringly.

"Let the people below be more concise and never reveal any news."

"I understand!"

One day, two days, three days...

In addition to normal work and rest time, Mu Feng only stared at this crescent talisman and studied such a small thing.

He doesn't want to use this thing to solve himself one day.

He even imprinted the lines on it in his mind, the length, fork, and turn of each line.

Disassembly, operation, analysis...

Suddenly one day, he discovered that the patterns on the crescent talisman seemed to be a very complex maze.

Interestingly, he felt that he had found something to do.

Time passed without realizing it, and no one came to disturb him, and those people seemed to have forgotten him.

Every day, he was all determined to crack this maze except eating and sleeping.

The prison did not provide him with paper or pen, so he could only push forward little by little in his mind.

If you take the wrong path, you have to do it again. This is extremely brain-consuming, but in this way you don’t feel that time has just passed.

"Is this kid stupid?"

"It's okay if you're stupid, but there's no difference between fools and us." The warden sneered.

One month later.

It's done!

This maze is so complicated that it took so long to get out, and at least he was wrong in the middle and couldn't count it himself.

wrong!

Mu Feng's mind "boomed" and a mysterious picture appeared in his mind. Why is this so similar to a person?

Yes, this is just a person!

Mu Feng felt it was incredible. Isn’t this the maze running diagram on the crescent talisman he cracked? The trajectory of this walking...

Meridians!

These routes are the trajectory of the meridians, the entrance and exit of the maze in the human body. Is this a martial art?

Practice, opportunity?

As humans entered the interstellar era, ancient martial arts were rediscovered, and the level of human life has been made leap forward.

Today's humans not only have their lifespan increased, but their strength is also comparable to their adaptability than five thousand years ago.

Practice, like eating and drinking water, has become a compulsory course in human daily life.

Of course, everyone's qualifications and potential are different, and it is not easy to become a master.

Anyway, there is nothing else to do anyway. What's the point of trying to practice?

If it is an opportunity, you don’t have to leave with regrets.

After entering into meditation with cross-leggedness, I soon entered a state of concentration without distraction.

A wisp of breath in the Dantian was slowly guided out and ran into the body according to the nameless technique on the "crescent moon" talisman.

After nearly a month of research and cracking, Mu Feng has long been familiar with the operation path, and he is not impatient or impatient, and he is slowly moving forward.

Bobo...

A series of sounds came from Mu Feng's body, very light, and only he could hear them.

This is the sound of dusty meridians being opened.
To be continued...