Strongest Soldier King

A day later, Luo Zheng was able to walk around, but the doctors led by the dean were baffled and couldn't understand the reason behind his rapid recovery. Only Luo Zheng himself knew that it was all thanks to the Breathing Skill passed down in his family; otherwise, recovery at such speed wouldn't have been possible. Lan Xue knew Luo Zheng had a good constitution, but she had not expected it to be this good, and a relieved smile appeared on her face.

With Elder Chang and Elder Liu there, and the hospital taking targeted protective measures, Luo Zheng's safety was temporarily secured. After a private talk with Luo Zheng, Lan Xue hastily left and didn't return until the morning of the third day. Her haggard face had recovered somewhat, but her mood looked terrible. Luo Zheng, who was undergoing rehabilitative training in the ward, saw Lan Xue's expression and signaled Elder Chang and Elder Liu to leave first.

After the two of them sat down, Luo Zheng looked at Lan Xue and earnestly asked, "Is it not going well?"

"Yes, the Song family has covered their tracks well. We can't find any clues. Once the assassin is dead, the leads are cut off too," Lan Xue said distressingly, her expression as cold as frost, her brows slightly knitted, and her eyes slightly closed, shimmering with angry light.

"Don't worry, there will be a way," Luo Zheng comforted her, his expression calm as water, regaining his usual composure and steadiness. Having faced life and death, Luo Zheng had matured significantly.

Both of them fell silent, their eyes meeting, and they nodded in unison, silently contemplating. After a while, Luo Zheng suddenly said, "Don't think too much about it. Your body has been worn down during this time. Take some rest. This matter can be dealt with slowly. The urgent need is to become stronger. Do you have any methods to make me stronger quickly?"

Lan Xue was taken aback and then fell into thought. After a while, she seriously said, "You know the basic military skills already, and the captain told me you have also learned acupoint striking Fighting Skill, Finger Knife, and mine laying. Your sniping capability is not bad either. You have mastered quite a bit already; the only thing missing is time. After all, you've only been in the Special Forces for a few months, and your foundation is still weak. Strength needs time to accumulate."

"Isn't there a quick way to do this?" Luo Zheng asked unwillingly.

"You have been hunting since you were young, which has developed your good physical condition and strong perception. Your sniping potential is very high; it just needs to be fully unleashed. These things can't be rushed," Lan Xue consoled him.

Luo Zheng heard something else in Lan Xue's words and pressed on, "You have a way, right?"

"Me?" Lan Xue hesitated, but seeing Luo Zheng's eager eyes, her heart softened, and remembering Luo Zheng's past training where he risked his life and the difficulties he would face in the future, she said resolutely, "It's not impossible, but it will be very tough. I know you aren't afraid of hardship, but..."

"But this hardship exceeds my imagination, right?" Luo Zheng interrupted her, seeing Lan Xue nod, his expression became serious, and he said firmly, "I have no choice, no way out, right?"

Lan Xue sighed inwardly, smiled bitterly, and said apologetically, "All of this is because of me. It has really taken a toll on you."

"Don't say that. This is my fortune, and I am very willing to face such challenges as long as you support me," Luo Zheng said with determination.

"I will always support you," Lan Xue said seriously, without any sweet words, but their hearts were closely entwined, inseparable. Remembering a crucial decision she had made, she let out a long sigh and said, "Any fighting technique can be countered, but there is one exception—speed. In all martial arts, speed is unmatched. In battle as well, being fast in running, shooting, striking—even if the power is a bit weaker or the skill slightly inferior—it doesn't matter; you are invincible on the battlefield."

"Fast?" Luo Zheng thought deeply, recalling the enemy he had locked onto on the cliff that day. If he had locked on and shot faster, perhaps he would have killed the enemy. If he had run faster, he wouldn't have been chased by the East Yi Yun Members. Indeed, it made sense. Suddenly, it clicked in his mind.

Lan Xue knew well the hardships involved. It was easy to say, but being faster than others in everything was easier said than done. Seeing the expression on Luo Zheng's face, she knew what he was thinking and did not persuade him further. To become stronger, one had to sacrifice more, endure the unendurable, and bear the unbearable for the future.

"Don't worry," Luo Zheng, knowing what Lan Xue was concerned about, said in a manner feigning ease. "You don't yet know about my physical condition. It's just training, no problem. I can handle it. Give me three months, and in three months, I will make those who are against me pay the price. Within two years, I will clear the obstacles that lie between us."

"I believe in you," Lan Xue heard the firmness and confidence in Luo Zheng's words and smiled contentedly. This was the man she loved.

"My body has recovered very well, and I plan to return to the troops," Luo Zheng reluctantly said. He had finally had the chance to be alone, which he found addictive, but seeing Lan Xue worn out from taking care of him, he readily let go of his reluctance.

"Yes, take care," Lan Xue did not act too sentimentally, having also been engrossed in their life together but steeled her heart for a better future, agreeing in a relaxed tone.

Their eyes met, exchanging wishes and cherishments silently, and they nodded knowingly, smiling.

Thus, Lan Xue said her goodbyes and left. Luo Zheng had Elder Chang and Elder Liu handle his discharge, and he returned to the troops that evening. The platoon leader had the dormitory of the first squad cleaned, which felt somewhat empty. All his former comrades had gone. Looking at the spacious dormitory, Luo Zheng said to the platoon leader who had come with him, "Platoon leader, I need three months. During these three months, I can't go on missions. Is that okay?"

"No problem, everything else can wait until you are fully healed," the platoon leader, having received a call from Lan Xue, knew some of the backstory and readily agreed. No one dared to interfere in his domain, and a simple mention of recuperation would stave off many inquiries.

"What about the training facilities, equipment, and supplies?" Luo Zheng asked somewhat embarrassedly.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it. You can use whatever you need," the platoon leader said with an understanding smile. "You kid, why are you being so formal with me? Just focus on your recovery. Elder Liu and Elder Chang will take care of your daily needs. Just say what you want to eat. There isn't much I can help with, but this is no problem. However, I have one condition."

"You tell me." Luo Zheng remembered that the platoon leader was not the type to take advantage of favors. Hearing this, he became curious and asked, "You're the platoon leader, and I'm your soldier. If there's anything, just say it. Why be so secretive?"

"Help me rebuild the first squad," the platoon leader said seriously.