While the members of the research group were discussing animatedly with envy in their eyes, Fang Zhou felt somewhat dazed despite his joy.
Major rank, Silver Tier, unknowingly he had grown to this point.
Now the various resources at Sea City Military Academy's logistics department were no longer useful for Fang Zhou's growth.
Who knows how much longer he could stay at Sea City Military Academy?
Counting the days, he might graduate from here in just a few months and become a grassroots officer.
Turning to look at Instructor Su Xinyan beside him, Fang Zhou's heart suddenly surged with ambition.
The journey is arduous and long, I shall seek it above and below.
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Amidst the Wasteland of Strife, the blood moon above the Tomb Territory was slightly stronger than elsewhere.
Fang Zhou walked out of the Personal Guard Camp and looked up at the blood moon in the sky.
