“How many merits do you guys have?” He Yong suddenly chuckled. “I have fifty-five!”1

Hong Yitang flicked a noncommittal glance at him. “I have sixty.”0

“What??” He Yong blinked. Nuh uh, you didn’t kill anyone, so how come you have more than me?1

“Merits don’t just come from killing people. I stopped the enemy at the gates, so I received some credit!” Hong Yitang wasn’t surprised by his score. The infrastructure behind the military equipment was very complete, so this kind of outcome was normal.0

Li Hao remained silent. He wasn’t about to tell them that his score was higher than theirs. He’d killed quite a few supernaturals on the battlefield, some Solars, and a mid Nova. His score stood at seventy-eight!0

Even he was surprised at how his merits were suddenly so high, and he still had no idea what they could be used for. All the same, the high score felt nice.1

“The battle to defend the city is at a temporary lull,” a mechanical voice suddenly sounded in their minds. “The supervisory troops have audited everyone’s military achievements. The newly designated Twelfth Troop undertook their first battle...0