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Why did Mao suddenly feel like writing light novels again?

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"Order! The alchemist Ito Shigei of [Sky] will accompany the 13th team to the xxx location to suppress the rebellion. Set off immediately, above!"

In the military camp, a noncommissioned officer stood upright in front of Ito Cheng, performing a military salute and reading loudly.

"Can't we let people take a good rest?" Ito Cheng complained in a low voice, then raised his head and said to the sergeant, "I understand, I'll be there right away."

"Yes!" the sergeant shouted again, turned around and quickly exited the room.

"I never thought that one day I would be sent to the battlefield as a soldier." Ito Cheng grabbed the water glass from the table next to him, drank all the water in the glass in one gulp, and took a piece similar to Neo in The Matrix. He put on his windbreaker and strode out.

After joining the team that was about to set off, they rode in a military truck. After more than half an hour of turbulence, they finally arrived at the edge of the battlefield.

"Let's go!" the sergeant major who led the team ordered.

"Yes!" All the soldiers responded loudly, then held their rifles in their hands and broke into scattered formations to advance towards the front area.

"Hey, what is the goal of this mission?" Ito Cheng followed the sergeant major and asked.

"Annihilate the resistance team inside and completely regain this area." The sergeant stated the mission goal with a serious expression on his face.

"Oh." Ito Cheng nodded without asking.

After a while, the team advanced to a location near the center of the area. Both sides of the team were surrounded by dilapidated and uninhabited buildings, and a feeling of abandonment permeated the area.

"Piu!" Suddenly, a spark flashed past on the third floor of an uninhabited building not far away.

"Ah!" A soldier walking at the front of the team immediately screamed and fell to the ground on his back. A small stream of blood emerged from the small hole on his forehead and flowed to the ground along the edge of his forehead. After a while, a small pool of blood gathered.

"Pay attention to concealment and fight back." Seeing this, the sergeant quickly dodged and hid behind the cover and ordered loudly. Almost at the same time, dozens of sparks flashed in the dilapidated buildings around the team, and the sound of sharp objects cutting through the air was heard, followed by a "ding-dang-dang-dang" sound of metal collisions.

“Counterattack, counterattack,” the sergeant repeated loudly from behind the bunker. Immediately, gunshots rang out from around Ito Cheng, and the smell of gunpowder smoke with the smell of sulfur spread through the air, like fireworks...

"Please take action, Mr. Ito Cheng." Seeing that the soldiers had begun to fight back, the sergeant breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the leisurely looking Ito Cheng next to him and begged.

"I got it." Ito Cheng nodded, turned around and pressed his hands on the wall. A burst of energy rushed out of his body, turning into blue and white lightning between his hands and spreading to the wall in front of him.

Almost immediately, screams were heard in the distance where sparks were still coming out, and then disappeared together with the screams were the sparks of the gun firing.

"Huh?" Just when Ito Cheng was about to take back his hands, he suddenly felt as if something was competing with his Rubik's Cube for the soul fragments. Although it failed due to its level, it reminded Ito Cheng that there seemed to be something strange about this city.

"Keep going." The sergeant's command brought Ito back from his thoughts. He left the wall with his hands and glanced at the sky with a frown.

"Thank you, Mr. Ito," the sergeant said.

"No, it's just a mission." Ito Cheng said with a wave of his hand.

Then the team continued to move deeper...

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"It's been half a year, time flies so fast." In a room in the military camp, Charles held a small cup of coffee, crossed his legs, sat opposite Ito Cheng and said with emotion, "I didn't expect you to be really alive. Down."

"I said, I won't die that easily." Ito said with a cigarette in his mouth. I don't know when, Ito Cheng, who had not smoked for a long time, started smoking again.

"Hahahahaha, indeed, for a rookie, you are really good." Charles laughed for a moment and then said.

"What about you, why do you have the time to come to my place today?" Ito Cheng reached out and took off the cigarette from his mouth, flicking it in the ashtray and asked.

"I heard that your application has been approved." Charles put the coffee cup in his hand on the table, put his hands on his knees and looked at Ito Cheng.

"Yeah." Ito Cheng admitted with a nod.

"I finally agreed. You have been applying since the end of the counter-insurgency more than a month ago. The efficiency of the military department is rarely low." Charles chuckled.

"Well..." Ito Cheng shrugged, looking helpless.

"What are your plans for going to Saint-Tral this time?" Charles asked.

"What else can I plan? First I'll take a half-year vacation and prepare to spend some time in the big library. As for other things, I'll consider them later." Ito Cheng extinguished the burnt cigarette in his hand and said.

"You are still as diligent as ever." Charles said with emotion.

"Haha..." Ito Cheng smiled softly and ignored it.

"When are you going to leave?" Charles smiled and asked.

"The day after tomorrow, there are still some things that need to be handed over tomorrow." Ito Cheng said.

"Then let's have a drink together tonight. We haven't had a drink together for a long time." Charles put his crossed legs back on the ground, put his hands on the table in front of him, and said as he stood up.

"Okay, come to my place tonight and I will prepare a sumptuous meal for you." Ito Cheng also stood up, looked at Charles and smiled.

"Oh~ It's so rare. You have to know that your [Sky] Alchemist's feast has become a legend in the southern military camp." Charles laughed.

"Really? I really didn't pay attention." Ito Cheng looked at Charles in surprise.

"Of course, those who are lucky enough to have your feast will praise your craftsmanship to the sky!" Charles turned and walked towards the door, saying as he walked, "I'll see you tonight. I'm really looking forward to it."

"Well, see you tonight!" Ito Cheng said.

Time soon came to evening. After half an afternoon of busy work, a table of Chinese delicacies with four hot and cold dishes was placed on the dining table. Less than 5 minutes after the meal was served, Charles finally came to Ito Cheng's room, and the two drank from the Erguotou that Ito Cheng specially took out...

Two days later…

"Take care of yourself." On the train, Ito Cheng said looking at Charles outside the window.

"The same goes for you, St. Tral is not as easy to mess with as here in the south, so be careful in everything." Charles warned.

"Don't worry." Ito Cheng said.

"Ha, that's right." Charles smiled mockingly. Just when he was about to say something, the departure bell at the train station rang violently. The two looked at each other, smiled and waved to each other, and then Charles became farther and farther and smaller in Ito Cheng's sight.

"Zhongyang City, I'm back again." On the train, Ito Cheng looked at the scenery outside the window and said, "The human body is made..."

After a long journey, Ito Cheng once again set foot on the land of Saint Telal in Zhongyang City with a long cry. First, I took a ride to the military headquarters to complete the registration procedures, then went to the Information Inquiry Authority Registration Office to get a certificate, and then returned to my home in the city.

Ito Cheng waved his hand to call Aye out, looked at Aye and said, "Finally, I'm back."

"Yes." Yaye checked the dust in the room, patted his forehead and said, "It seems like it needs to be tidied up."

"Let's do it together." Ito Cheng looked at Aye and chuckled.

"Okay." Yaye was shocked and said with his hands clasped together. Then the two rolled up their arms and sleeves and started cleaning.

Early the next morning, after enjoying a delicious breakfast, Ito Cheng came to the National Library with a permit. Under the leadership of the library staff, he walked to the alchemy information area and began to check it out.

Now Ito is no longer the rookie he was more than half a year ago. After more than half a year of fighting and studying in the southern battlefield, Ito has a clear understanding of the alchemy of this world. So it’s not like I just grabbed a book and read it as I did at first, but I’m looking at it selectively and in a targeted manner. Much of it is relatively taboo information for alchemists.

In this way, three months passed in the blink of an eye while going to the big library to look up information during the day and going home to spend time with Ya Ye at night.

On this day, Ito Cheng was walking home happily with a basket of apples in his hand, when a long warning whistle suddenly sounded on the street in the distance. Then there was a sound of gunfire, and someone in the distance shouted, "Don't let him run away."