March 5, Tuesday.
Last night, Ren Suo was bombarded countless times by the Federal Army. He had another exhausting dream while sleeping and woke up today feeling as if he had been beaten multiple times, utterly exhausted.
But no matter, he would be fine very soon. For some reason, however, Ren Suo felt a sense of repulsion when he saw his phone, as if he had had enough of it—but he quickly dismissed this silly illusion.
The Federal Army was not to be trifled with. Forget lasting eight minutes; the Gatekeeper couldn't even hold for four. They couldn't even break out of their formation and were directly blasted to bits by Federal artillery.
The tactics of a High-Rank Cultivator were best suited for guerrilla warfare. In a direct confrontation like this, modern weaponry still reigned supreme. Ren Suo could not withstand the saturation fire. He also faced dozens of snipers aiming to block him, and Federal Cultivators prevented him from breaking into their ranks.
