3 Martial Cultivation Era (1)

With a few broken legs, Qin Ming's mobility became very difficult. However, he still slowly moved to the side of the dead scorpion's carcass and began to eat it like the other Sand Ants.

He only stopped when he could no longer eat.

A group of Ardent Sand Ants dismembered the remaining scorpion carcass and moved the parts under the rock.

After eating the scorpion meat, Qin Ming felt his body gradually heat up, and his broken legs gradually regained some feeling.

He was not surprised by this.

From his past memories, he knew that as the lowest-level monster, the Ardent Sand Ant could achieve varying degrees of improvement or even evolution by devouring the flesh and blood of most other monsters.

The current leader of the Ardent Sand Ants was only an ordinary Ardent Sand Ant two years ago. It only became the new leader of this group because it had evolved after devouring a large amount of monster flesh not long after the death of the previous leader .

Just as Qin Ming was digesting the scorpion meat he had swallowed, there was some movement in the sand not far away.

In the next moment, another Black Steel Scorpion emerged from the sand and charged towards the ants.

Meanwhile, the Ardent Sand Ants' desire to fight was unexpectedly strong. They did not have the slightest awareness of being inferior-level monsters.

The battle resumed.

Qin Ming had broken a few legs. Although he had regained some feeling, he could not move nimbly for the time being.

Therefore, when he saw that these Ardent Sand Ants already knew how to attack the soft shell on the scorpion's abdomen, he did not intend to attack anymore.

But at this moment, there was a sudden movement in the sand under the rock.

Before he could react, a Black Steel Scorpion crawled out of the sand. It grabbed Qin Ming, who could not move in time, and threw him into its mouth.

He felt his vision go dark and there was nothing else.

…

"Qin Ming, Qin Ming…"

When he opened his eyes in a daze, what he saw was no longer that terrifying mouth filled with mucus.

He could see the corner of the table below and the cracked phone that had fallen onto the floor. He could hear the soft call of his deskmate.

Qin Ming touched his forehead as he stood up.

Seeing this, Han Qingqing could not help but blink and ask, "Are you alright, deskmate? You seemed to be in a deep sleep. I couldn't wake you up no matter how hard I tried."

"Oh, I'm alright," Qin Ming replied after sorting out his thoughts. He picked up his phone from the floor.

After the screen cracked, the phone was completely useless.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"I'm not sure. I only wanted to wake you up because I saw your phone drop. Fortunately, the teacher didn't hear anything. Otherwise, you would be in trouble," Han Qingqing reminded him softly.

Qin Ming looked at the podium. A white-haired teacher was slowly explaining the topic.

It was still that history lesson.

He looked at the clock on the wall. The minute hand had only moved by about five minutes.

In other words, only about five minutes had passed since he became an ant in that alternate world.

With a thought, he silently called up the interface.

The translucent interface really popped up in front of him.

He tried his best to maintain a calm expression as he glanced at his female deskmate.

Seeing that she did not have any reaction, he knew that only he could see this pop-up window. No one else, including the monsters in the other world, could sense the existence of this pop-up window interface.

[Reward settlement: Basic score is F+.]

[Mission 1: Survive for three days. Mission failed.]

[Lower the reward score to F- grade.]

[Mission 2: Get along well with the Ardent Sand Ants. Mission accomplished.]

[Raise the reward score to F+ grade.]

[Mission 3: Obtain the submission of all the Ardent Sand Ants and become the new leader of the Ardent Sand Ants. Mission failed.]

[Lower the reward score to F- grade.]

[The final reward is F- grade.]

[Reward 1: Possess 2% of the life essence of a monster.]

[Reward 2: Constitution of an Ant.]

[Do you want to receive them?]

Qin Ming did not receive his rewards immediately. After all, he was not sure what would happen to him after receiving them. He planned to think about it after school.

"Students, I'm sure you're not unfamiliar with the three special professions now. Great Martial Artist, Spirit Nurturing Master, and Weapon Spirit Warrior.

Among them, the martial artists have the longest history. The profession has been around for more than a hundred years.

Next is the Spirit Nurturing Master. It has a history of more than 60 years.

Only the last profession, Weapon Spirit Warrior, is a product of this new era. It has only been less than 20 years since it emerged.

Although these three special professions have different systems and philosophies, we can still refer to the people in these three professions as cultivators. They are the most popular professions at the moment and are valued by various countries in the world.

If any of you becomes a cultivator in the future, it will be our school's honor…"

The bell rang.

"It's finally over. Old Man Xu's history lesson is really torturous. I fell asleep after listening to him for three minutes."

"Yes, it's much more effective than ordinary sleeping pills."

"Do you think Old Man Xu's hypnosis ability is that powerful? Could he be a secret Spirit Nurturing Master?"

"Don't think too much. How can the old man be a Spirit Nurturing Master? Which Spirit Nurturing Master would teach in a high school?"

"I'm just saying…"

"What's the next class?"

"The form teacher's."

"…"

"Qin Ming, what happened to your phone?" Ma Zhiwen, who was sitting in front, happened to see Qin Ming fiddling with his lousy phone and could not help but ask.

"I accidentally broke it." After confirming that the phone was hopeless, Qin Ming shook his head and put it away.

It seemed that he would have to buy another one in two days. He wondered if the Kidney 19 model was user-friendly…

"Did you see the news last night?" Seeing that the form teacher had not arrived, Ma Zhiwen turned around and continued chatting with Qin Ming.

"What news?" Qin Ming asked.

"Don't you know? There was a huge explosion at a chemical plant in the North Street District last night. I heard that many people died," Ma Zhiwen said with a surprised expression.

After all, this matter had already caused an uproar, and the news had long spread like wildfire.

"I heard about it too. It's said that that area has been burned to the ground. There's nothing left. The pictures posted online are simply too scary. Fortunately, that's not a residential area. Otherwise, more people would have died."

Han Qingqing continued. Clearly, she had also seen the news.

Qin Ming scratched his head. He had not paid attention to this matter last night.

"The chemical plant had never exploded before. Why did such an accident suddenly happen?"

"I don't know. There are many rumors online, but I don't think they're credible." Han Qingqing shook her head and took out her phone to let Qin Ming read the explosion news she had seen before.

"Wow, it's really scary." Qin Ming flipped through a few photos that were taken from a distance.

The fire had spread across a large area, and the flames lit up the night as if it was daytime.

"Now everyone is worried that the energy pollution from that chemical plant will continue to spread to the residential area and affect the air quality." Han Qingqing was quite concerned about this matter.

"Don't worry, I learned from my father that after the chemical plant exploded, not much of the energy was leaked. As long as that area is sealed off, it won't affect other places," Ma Zhiwen assured them. The rumors online were not trustworthy.

His father was a rather famous entrepreneur in the city, so he knew some inside information that others did not.

In this era, a successful entrepreneur was still quite powerful.

When the bell rang, they stopped discussing.

A middle-aged man hurried into the classroom.

"Students, the college admission season is imminent. Don't get distracted by other things in the outside world, understand?" Zhang Yu stood on the podium and reminded them."

Clearly, he knew that the explosion last night would distract his students.

"Especially those students who are aiming for the Martial Academy. Don't screw up at the last minute."

After the form teacher repeatedly reminded them, he began the day's class.