Bizarre Realm-Chapter 428 - 46: Private Ryan

"Emergency assembly!"

A piercing alarm whistle woke Ryan up. He immediately opened his eyes and sprang up with a swift move, donning his combat suit in just a few seconds, and leaped down from the top bunk. When he looked up, everyone else in the barracks was already prepared, some even lined up at the door.

"Damn it! How are you guys so fast!"

Ryan grabbed the tactical jacket from the lower bunk and threw it on, the entire jacket seeming perfectly seamless, like a marvel of ghostly skill, crafted from sturdy rune cloth with the mysterious power of a spell. This tactical jacket provided protection equivalent to thick hide armor, making it difficult for ordinary bullets to penetrate, and only privates of stage five or above in the Mechanical Heart can equip it.

Ryan graduated as a private of the third stage, and they were also the third batch to be promoted as Transcendents.

Most of the Transcendents promoted in the first three stages at the Mechanical Heart were exceptionally gifted. Ryan used to be a coachman, but his father was once a warrior, which made him stronger than other children since birth. Ordinarily, he might have found a job with the City Defense Army, but unfortunately, he offended a spoiled child from a Warlock Clan, which forced him to rely on hard labor for a living.

According to the instructors’ test results, Ryan’s basic attributes—Power 17, Constitution 15, Agility 11.

He didn’t know what that meant, just remembered that after Terra Priest took him into a dark, mysterious room, a terrifying, indescribable black box extended tentacle-like cables, and after a slight electric shock, a line of words appeared on the suddenly bright display.

—"Qualified. Warrior Path. Score 86."

Thus, Ryan passed the first assessment step, and after enduring the pollution from the Touch of Flesh and Blood during subsequent promotions, successfully assimilating the Extraordinary Relics, he was directly thrown into the training camp by a gray dwarf with a big beard.

The next was half a year of brutal training, where they had to build strength and stamina, hone combat skills, familiarize themselves with all military weapons, and pass the battle specialization assessments from the demon instructors.

That was the most painful period for Ryan.

Because all training plans were devised by something called ’Sealed Object No. 1 - Mechanical Brain’, Ryan almost thought he would die in the training camp, feeling he just couldn’t endure. But after being promoted to Transcendent, he found his physical attributes improved significantly; each time after being exhausted, he quickly regained vitality the next day, as if some energy was being nurtured in his flesh and blood. He possessed a robust physique, boundless energy, and even grew nearly twelve centimeters taller, reaching about 185 cm in height.

Although life in the training camp was tough, they ate very well. Ryan had never had meat as a meal before, but in the training camp, their food standard was better than many minor noblemen’s and wealthy people’s. Many fresh meats were sourced by Casters from the Del Region.

In the instructors’ words, their blood was undergoing a transformation and required ample nutrition because it could further enhance their basic attributes, reinforcing their talents.

By the end of the training camp courses, a third-stage graduate Ryan had transformed significantly. His facial features had become sharply defined, with sharp, determined eyes and a burly, muscular physique, as if he had become a different person. If not for the lack of drastic changes in his facial contour, even his mother might not have recognized him. Now Ryan was a qualified private, and even standing casually, his tactical suit could not hide his firm muscles, showing his strong biceps and pectorals.

Ryan had occasionally heard that to cultivate a qualified private at the Mechanical Heart, even without accounting for the promotion of the Extraordinary Relics, at least ten thousand dinars were needed.

However, Ryan also had his own shortcomings, which was that he wasn’t agile enough, just like how he was always one step behind his comrades.

"Attention, at ease."

"Right turn, to the armory, double march!" the instructor’s roar sounded.

Ryan almost instinctively proceeded as ordered. After undergoing the brutal training plan devised by Sealed Object No. 1 Mechanical Brain, they had all transformed into qualified soldiers, and obeying orders had become almost an instinctive reaction for them.

Disciplinary compliance had been imprinted deeply in their hearts.

The entire parade ground was silent until the instructor’s orders were given, and only then did the synchronized footsteps resound.

Armory.

Here, three combat regiments had already assembled. The trainees of the first three stages had graduated, while the Transcendents of stages four and five were still in training. After the instructor left, a comrade beside Ryan couldn’t help whispering excitedly, "Is it real combat training?"

The captain at the front of the team turned and glared at him, "Shut up. Keep quiet."

Hearing his comrade’s words, Ryan also felt excited. He had worn the Mechanical Gear Armor before, but that was all during daily training, and he had never experienced real combat.

In front of the armory.

A burly man walked past the front of the formation. Unlike the ordinary privates, he wasn’t wearing a combat suit but a black tactical vest, mainly due to his nearly 2.2-meter height, resembling a small giant, which made moving in a combat suit inconvenient.