So Generous!

"The ghost claw is hard and sharp; it could probably be used as a weapon. This little vile woman is probably practicing some kind of evil technique."

Mao Jian just witnessed Huang Bingbing pushing Xiang Tianyou toward the Ghost King.

He also witnessed Yang Ding save his brother-in-law Fang Dalong with his sword-sweeping technique, and it's worth noting that the two have always been at odds.

It's obvious at a glance who is superior and who is inferior in character.

"Luckily, I listened to Ding Ge's advice, otherwise I might have been the one whose face got bitten."

Fang Dalong, watching the students sharing the Ghost King's flesh, asked with a hint of drooling, "Don't you want any?"

Yang Ding quickly shook his head, "I'll just eat dry rations and roast suckling pig."

Mao Jian took out a small bottle of wasabi. "Brother Long, let's go cut some sashimi and come back to eat it. Once you get used to it, it has a unique flavor."

"Eat away from me, and rinse your mouth after you're done eating before you come over."

"Okay, bro."

After Yang Ding finished eating and drinking, he first checked the system.

The assassination attempt on the Ghost King was actually a life-or-death struggle between evenly matched opponents, and there should be quite a few gains.

First Wife: Ye Rou

【Affection Level: 29.3%↑, +0.3%】

[Cultivation Progress: 31.3%↑, +0.5%]

[You have broken through to the upper level of the second rank, your punching strength has increased by 12322 jin (approximately 1200 catties).]

[The second level of the Soul-Severing Spear Technique, the Three-Step Shaking and Blocking Stance, has been unlocked. Experience gained: 35%+, +10%.]

[The first move of the Nine Sword Styles, the Sweeping Sword Style, has been unlocked. Experience points increased by 92%, +10%.]

"Data gains from real-world trading are so fast!"

"My first wife must be worried about my safety. She's doing nothing but increasing my health. Our relationship is becoming more and more genuine."

Yang Ding opened his second wife's panel again, thinking there would be no change, since the two had never consummated their marriage.

Second wife: Fang Jing

【Affection Level: 3%↑, +1%】

[Cultivation Progress: 3%↑, +1%]

[Mental Strength: 16 points, +6.]

[Portable Realm Technique, Level 1, 4%↑, +1%]

[Void Rift Technique, Level 1, 4%, +2%]

[First level of the Void Escape Technique, 2%, +1%]

Please practice diligently to improve your control over your mental power.

[The faster you break through barriers, the more you'll train until you're exhausted.]

"The affection level actually increased by 1%?"

Yang Ding thought he was seeing things. "Could it be that Sister Jing has a bit of a crush on me too?"

"If we can get back alive, wouldn't we be able to be a little bolder?"

Thinking of Fang Jing's struggle and resistance when he forcibly kissed her, Yang Ding actually felt a little pleasure.

Thinking of the joy of having two beautiful wives, Yang Ding's will to survive increased a hundredfold, and he began to cultivate his spatial abilities.

The fight and the dice-rolling incident just now gave him an idea for a new way to play.

Imagine if, during battle, he could tear open spatial rifts at will and establish connections with any point in space.

Then, his sword moves would be impossible to defend against.

For example, the opponent might think he's aiming for their face, but in reality, the sword tip passes through a rift in the air and emerges from the back of the opponent's head or even their buttocks.

Even if you are a grandmaster, you will feel a chill down your spine and a tightness in your buttocks.

However, when fighting against a master, it is extremely difficult to use both mental and physical strength simultaneously, and one can easily be killed by the opponent.

"It seems that the first thing to practice is the Void Rift Technique. It is the foundation of all spatial abilities. Without tearing open large rifts, it is impossible to establish one's own personal domain."

He then began to run the Rift Technique, trying to tear the rift even larger.

When I was cheating earlier, I could only tear about 10 centimeters, but this time I was able to tear 16 centimeters, which is quite close to my mental strength index.

Mao Jian and Fang Dalong finished eating Ghost King sashimi and came over while rinsing their mouths.

"The Ghost King's meat seems to taste better, it's crisper."

Yang Ding ignored them and continued to focus his mind on the crack, tearing it apart forcefully.

At first, it was difficult to tear open a little bit, but because of insufficient mental strength, it would quickly close up again. It would only gradually stabilize after tearing several times.

Yang Ding discovered that cultivating mental power was very tiring, but he didn't feel this way when practicing martial arts.

Suddenly, he saw a huge energy fluctuation in the darkness, then a spatial rift was torn open, and a head popped out to investigate. Startled, he quickly withdrew his mental energy, gripped the black gold sword, and prepared to fight.

The others were so frightened they almost grabbed knives to attack.

"Don't panic, it's the law enforcement rescue team," Lieutenant Sun shouted.

The opponent's mental strength was extremely powerful, tearing open a square space of nearly three square meters, and the shape was very stable.

The space on the other side of the rift is brightly lit and bustling with activity; it appears to be the lobby of Gangneung First Hospital.

The ground was littered with wounded soldiers from the extermination operation, numbering in the hundreds. Some had severed arms and legs, and some even had their heads bitten off, their cries of agony filling the air.

More than a dozen rescue teams carried stretchers out of the crevice and quickly left with the injured and the dead.

Soon after, the crack disappeared without a trace, and the cave was plunged into darkness again.

"Holy crap, their spatial abilities are amazing!"

Mao Jian sighed, then looked at Yang Ding with envy.

What's it like to have a wife like Instructor Fang?

Yang Ding slapped him on the head. "Don't talk about my wife anymore. You need to respect her, understand?"

He can play around with his wife as he pleases, but no one else can defile her.

"I won't do it again, Brother Ding."

Lieutenant Sun walked over to Yang Ding and said, "You should gather everyone and continue forward to try to find a safe place to spend the night. The top of this place is full of ghost caves, making it easy to be attacked."

Since this place couldn't kill Fang Dalong, he could only urge him to continue advancing into the dangerous area.

Yang Ding nodded, stood up, and addressed his classmates.

"More than a dozen ghost soldiers escaped just now. They will definitely go back to report. We can't stay here any longer. We need to continue exploring the cave."

The students were completely silent, 79 pairs of eyes staring at Yang Ding in fear, looking pitiful and helpless.

In the blink of an eye, nearly 20 people have been injured or killed, and I could be next.

Sun Li sobbed, "Captain Yang, did you see the wounded at the hospital just now?"

"We saw it, but since we've joined the martial arts academy, we have no choice."

"The Class A and Class B students have higher cultivation levels, and their trials aren't as dangerous as ours."

Yang Ding couldn't very well say, "We're all scapegoats," so he had to lie for now.

"You have nowhere to go now. If you fall behind, you will be attacked by the White Walkers and die even faster. Stay close to the group and obey orders. The White Walkers are not strong. Fear will defeat you, and arrogance will bring victory."

Then he took out five second-grade beast cores.

"Those who perform well in the upcoming battles and follow orders will not only receive meat vouchers from the school, but I will also personally sponsor ten Grade 2 beast cores."

The students erupted in commotion, "A prize for us?"

Some people didn't believe it; it was 100,000 yuan.

"That's right, all ten will be awarded to everyone. We'll give five to you first, and the other five can be given out at school!"

In the law enforcement command center, Governor Zhou Ruoxi had already zoomed in on the surveillance footage of Squad C2.

"He's a kept man, with no salary, yet he's so generous. Isn't he afraid of being disliked by his wife when he gets home?"

Then she looked at the secretary and asked, "Of the 60 teams so far, which one has the highest trial score?"

"Class C2, they killed a demon king in the battle just now and jumped directly to first place."

"Tell them that the first-place team's trial subsidy will be increased to 150 million yuan, and the best performer will be directly promoted to Class B."

"yes!"