章 1351: Nine Smoke Marsh

Luo Feng waited on the stone roof of the house on his island.

Catastrophe-level tasks. How difficult is it going to be? Luo Feng thought. Dangerous as it seems, it's a great chance to gain lots of military credits.

Everyone depended on military points in the army. By sitting around and doing nothing, death would be one's only destiny.

Normally, when someone went out for a task, he would buy some valuables with his military points, such as valuables that could immediately recover godly bodies or true treasures and machine type valuables used for escape. However, Luo Feng didn't have any military credits, so he couldn't get any valuables.

At the same time, Luo Feng and Wu He got the arms credits from Python River Armor.

"Captain, all of us combined only have around 2,600 military credits. What can we convert them into?"

"This is the catastrophe-level task that was only met every 10,000 eras. We need to get enough of those that can save lives."