Han Sheng stared at the one-star sergeant on the character panel and said nothing for a long time.

Just because I am a one-star sergeant, I have determined my future.

"It's really a big deal." Han Sheng said a few words.

Not long after, a nurse came to briefly explain the situation to him, which roughly means that there is nothing to do and you can be discharged from the hospital at any time.

After Han Sheng completed the discharge procedures, he left the hospital and went home.

Today is Saturday, school holidays, and there is no need for classes. In this world, double holidays also exist.

That day, it happened to be Friday, and it was Saturday when I woke up.

However, this Saturday is not the 14th, but the 21st.

In other words, Han Sheng slept for a full week and successfully finished a week of class.

The ranking was not good at first, and it was very uncomfortable to miss the course for another week. Fortunately, the monthly exam was at the end of the month.

In any case, if you don’t miss the most important thing, you can still recover the losses.

"Han Sheng, you are back! I haven't seen you for several days, and I thought something happened to you. My aunt stewed bone soup. Should I go to my aunt to have something?"

As soon as he arrived downstairs of the unit, Han Sheng met Aunt Zhang who was opposite him, named Zhang Hanruo. According to the aesthetics here, he was very ugly.

She has a slender waist, fair skin, tall figure, and a baby face.

He is extremely ugly. Even though he is very kind, few people like it. Her husband died in battle a few years ago.

At the age of thirties, he still has a little girl, and he can't find the next one.

"No, I just ate outside, there is something going on later." Han Sheng showed his politeness as much as possible.

In my memory, Aunt Zhang has helped me a lot since she beat her parents away, and she doesn’t say how to repay her, at least she has to respect her.

"Okay, when you have time, go to Aunt Zhang to play, Xiaoyun often talks about you."

Han Sheng remembered that little girl, who was eight or nine years old, because she was ugly and had no friends. Every time she went to Aunt Zhang's house, the little girl would stick to him.

"Okay, sure."

After chatting with Zhang Hanruo for a few simple words, Han Sheng went home.

The house is still so neat, except for some gray, and there is no change.

It was noon, and after sleeping for so many days, my belly was already empty.

When cooking and eating, Han Sheng was very fast. In order to supplement the nutrients that were missing in his body, he specially fryed several steaks.

It would be great if there was spiritual rice at home. That thing not only nourishes the body, but also replenishes spiritual power.

Now I am in a state of deficit, and my spiritual power is also deficient. After thinking about it, I finally used up the only spiritual pill and restored my spiritual power to thirteen points.

Next, a plan needs to be made to find the next primary ghost plan.

This thing is very rare, much rarer than intermediate or advanced ghosts.

There is no other reason, because of its low strength and in a foreign battlefield with pressure, these primary ghosts can easily kill second-level or even third-level soldiers.

But this is the Flame Star. The weakening of pressure has not allowed the spirit to have stronger strength. On the contrary, humans can easily kill the spirit after losing the constraints of pressure.

Yanxing is the main battlefield of mankind.

All the places around Yanglu have been found, and there are almost no fish that escapes the net.

Even if there are some, they will be quickly harvested by others.

There is no need to consider intermediate or above ghosts, and they don’t have the strength if they find them. Not to mention him, even the number one in the class, they cannot easily kill intermediate ghosts.

Beginner to intermediate level is like a dividing line, separating ordinary sergeants from sergeants who can go to the battlefield.

It seems... nothing can be done.

Unless you can go to the nearest wormhole, enter the foreign land, and attract some primary ghosts.

No... This seems unrealistic. Not to mention that every wormhole is guarded by the military, even if it is just that pressure, you may not be able to withstand it.

Now he can only persist under five times the pressure, which is still very difficult, let alone nine times the pressure.

Even if you enter a foreign land, you may have to stay where you are and can't go anywhere. You can wait for the spirit to swallow it alive.

There is still no way, no solution...

Just as Han Sheng was thinking, the phone rang and Marco Xin called.

"Han Sheng, I heard that you are discharged from the hospital. How is your health? How can you recover well?" Ma Kexin's voice was a little excited and a little joyful.

"It's okay, is there anything wrong?" Han Sheng went straight to the point. He didn't want to get involved in messy things.

"Come out, I'll treat you to dinner, and I also brought friends, from our class, you should know each other and have some food and drink together."

"I've arrived home now, and our two families are a bit far apart, so let's forget it!" Han Sheng refused decisively. This is a matter of principle and you can't have too much contact with girls.

Beauty will delay the speed of drawing the gun. Oh no, it is the speed of drawing the gun.

"It's okay, I'm here at the gate of your community. We'll eat nearby. As classmates, please contact us more. We'll have to go to the battlefield together in the future. We'll deepen our friendship."

"I also found three primary ghosts. They always act together. My friend and I can't solve it. Do you want to go with us? After dinner, we will get the elixir evenly."

Marcoxin spoke very quickly, and Han Sheng wanted to interrupt, but he couldn't find a suitable opportunity.

Primary ghost?

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll go down right away." Han Sheng agreed happily.

For the elixir...ah no, for friendship.

As for classmates, we just need to communicate more and deepen our relationship. We may be able to fight side by side in the foreign battlefield in the future.

After hanging up the phone, Han Sheng cleaned up a little and went out directly.

Outside Hebei Community.

Marco Xin was standing there, and there was a thin boy next to her, feeling like a creamy boy.

This person is also from Class 9, Ma Kexin's close friend, Zhong Mei. Although she is very thin, she has a strong strength, and her combat power is over fifty, and she also comes from a medium-sized family.

Simply put, it is not enough to compare the top and the bottom.

"It's really not easy to have a meal with you!" Marco Xin's words sounded resentful.

"I've eaten it, so I didn't agree. Thinking about it later, what you said is right. We need to strengthen the friendship between classmates."

"To express my apology, I will treat you to this meal today, leave, the rice will be still noodles." Han Sheng said with a wry smile.

Marco Xin raised her eyebrows and looked at Han Sheng with some confusion: "Is that true?"

"That's true." Han Sheng's face did not change.

"Everything is OK, I don't pick it. Zhong Mei. You may be unfamiliar with our classmates, but you must know each other, so I don't need to introduce it. After dinner, let's work together."

After Marco Xin finished speaking, she hit Zhong Mei with her elbow.

"Just don't drag your legs." Zhong Mei said sarcastically.

Since Han Sheng appeared, Zhong Mei has been stern.

"Zhong Mei, they are all classmates. If you want to do this again, don't blame me for turning against you." Ma Kexin pouted unhappily and looked at Han Sheng nervously: "He has always been like this, don't take it to your heart."

"It's okay, I understand." Han Sheng didn't care about Zhong Mei's attitude. Then, he whispered to Zhong Mei: "If you drag your legs down, it shouldn't be enough."
Chapter completed!