Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 107 ’Half Asleep, Half Awake

Chapter 107: Chapter 107 ’Half Asleep, Half Awake

"So full!"

Wyatt Barnes belched at his satiety, laying back casually with crossed legs and gazing up at the night sky.

Clusters of stars shimmered dazzlingly, stealing the show.

"Mustafa, I’ve finished off three pieces of meat already, and you’re not even halfway through one... Learn from me, eat like a man!"

Westyn Morgan sneered.

"Westyn, you’re just devouring everything like a raging bull."

Remi Sinclair laughed.

"Go away! Didn’t you see Wyatt Barnes ate faster than me."

Westyn Morgan spoke discontentedly.

"Westyn, you rascal, dragging me into this,"

Wyatt Barnes laughed and scolded.

His eating speed was simply a habit from his past life when he was a mercenary, sometimes with barely enough time for meals in between tasks and had to wolf down his food...

Luckily, his digestion was super strong, without leaving any ill-effects.

In his previous life, he honed his internal strength by practicing the Shape and Intent Fist, which made his internal organs forged, very robust, far beyond the ordinary people.

In this life, his body and internal organs were even stronger...

Today, his sheer strength, even without using Origin Force, merely relying on his physical strength, was comparable to the power of five ancient behemoth elephants!

Who else could match that?

"We aren’t going to sleep here tonight, are we?"

Mustafa Rowan said worriedly.

"It wouldn’t be too bad if we could sleep here; I fear they would let us sleep right in the mountains..."

Westyn Morgan replied.

"Damn! Westyn, I hope you don’t get it right."

Wyatt Barnes had just sat up when he spotted the Centurion Declan Yorke and other five Centurions approaching from afar.

Declan Yorke’s glance swept over the young men and commanded, "Stand up! Fall in!"

Immediately, the young men formed five teams and lined up at attention.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Declan Yorke frowned, looked in the distance, and shouted, "Simon Davies, what are you still doing there? Fall in!"

"He must consider himself so special because he has a birthmark on his butt to even disobey Centurion’s orders."

Westyn Morgan smirked.

Immediately, the young men on the scene, except the few men from the Davies Family, erupted into laughter.

"Say that again, if you dare!"

At this moment, Simon Davies strolled over leisurely, just in time to hear Westyn’s words. His gaze turned frosty as he glared at Westyn, his face full of murderous intent.

"Hmph!"

Westyn Morgan snorted and ignored Simon Davies, knowing he wouldn’t dare to provoke him any further.

"Sigh, it’s so intolerable when people can’t handle the truth... Your birthmark is not a secret at all."

Wyatt Barnes pretended to sigh.

"Hahahahaha ..."

Suddenly, the laughter rang out again.

All the young men on the scene couldn’t help but recall the scene of Simon Davies’s ’naked dash’ just now...

"Wyatt Barnes!"

Simon Davies’s eyes flared with murderous intent as he growled each word angrily.

"Enough!"

Declan Yorke’s face darkened, and he shouted, "If you want to fight, there will be plenty of opportunities later... Now, all the Genius Camp members of the five squads, follow your trainers and head deep into the Sunset Mountains! If you lag behind and get torn to shreds by Fierce Beasts along the way, I wouldn’t blame anyone!"

As soon as Declan Yorke’s voice faded, the five Centurion trainers took off like gusts of wind into the Sunset Mountains.

The young men of the five squads hurriedly followed.

Thanks to the slowdown by the trainers, otherwise, very few of these young men would have been able to keep up.

Soon, they reached the second fork, where the five squads completely split up.

Wyatt Barnes, Remi Sinclair, Westyn Morgan, and Mustafa Rowan led the way, following their trainer, Jaz Martinez.

"Westyn, you jinx!"

Wyatt Barnes glared at Westyn Morgan and said with a laugh.

He still remembered Westyn Morgan’s words from earlier, which strangely came true...

"Guess it’s true: misfortunes don’t come singly but blessings seldom come in pairs."

Westyn Morgan smiled bitterly.

Mustafa Rowan’s face grew pallid, as he trembled and stuttered, "We’ll be sleeping in the Sunset Mountains tonight, won’t we? Will we get attacked by Fierce Beasts?"

"Of course, duh!"

Westyn Morgan grumbled.

"Mustafa, haven’t you ever slept outside before?"

Asked Wyatt Barnes, with unhurried breath, appearing composed while running like the wind.

"No."

Mustafa Rowan shook his head.

"Just don’t get it, how could someone as pampered as you, a pretty boy, end up in the Genius Camp."

Westyn Morgan pondered a bit.

"I’m not a pretty boy!"

Hearing Westyn’s words, Mustafa Rowan’s body trembled, he clenched his fists and shouted.

"Oh! You’re angry now, care to take on me?"

Westyn Morgan grinned, his eyes gleaming with the anticipation of a fight.

"Enough, Westyn! Save your energy to take on the Fierce Beasts."

Remi Sinclair shook his head.

Wyatt Barnes gave Mustafa Rowan an intense look.

He noted that when Westyn tagged Mustafa Rowan as a ’pretty boy’, quiet as always, Mustafa Rowan’s eyes had a hint of murder in them...

Wyatt could guess that this Mustafa Rowan was someone with a story.

Soon, the Third Squad members, with trainer Jaz Martinez leading, killed off more than a dozen weak Fierce Beasts before entering deeper into the Sunset Mountains.

By now, the Fierce Beasts in sight had at least the strength of the warriors in the second layer of the Condensed Pill Realm.

Within the surrounding shrubbery were a pair of eyes, gleaming with a mysterious green glow, revealing the presence of lurking ’wolves.’

The wolves here are not ordinary ones; each is a powerful Fierce Beast.

"Tonight, we will sleep here."

Jaz Martinez’s gaze swept across the boys of the Third Squad, including Wyatt Barnes, as he uttered those words nonchalantly.

"What?!"

"Sleep here? You got to be kidding!"

Suddenly, the faces of several boys changed drastically.

Included among them, was Mustafa Rowan.

"Instructor, you’re going to protect us, right?"

A boy swallowed his saliva and asked.

For a while, most of the boys looked hopefully at Jaz Martinez...

Jaz harrumphed, "You think too much. My only job is to issue training instructions. Even if a Fierce Beast intends to bite you to death, I will not intervene! Don’t forget, entering the Genius Camp means a trial of life and death...The trials have just started, and this is the simplest round."

Listening to Jaz’s words, several boys couldn’t help but blanch.

But a number of boys remained calm, clearly, they had been through similar situations...

Such as Wyatt Barnes, Remi Sinclair, and Westyn Morgan.

"Sleep!"

Jaz Martinez glanced at the boys, lay down on the spot, and within minutes, started snoring.

All that was left was a group of boys staring at each other helplessly.

Wyatt Barnes was the first to lie down.

"Wyatt, are...are we really going to sleep here?"

Mustafa Rowan’s legs were still trembling.

"Mustafa, stop being so womanly and get some sleep," Westyn Morgan yawned and lay down.

Remi Sinclair also lay down.

Some of the braver boys from the Third Squad also lay down...

Finally, only seven of the boys remained standing, too frightened to lie down.

"Mustafa, are you planning to stand here all night?"

Wyatt Barnes raised an eyebrow, asking.

"I...I’m too scared to sleep." Mustafa Rowan smiled bitterly.

"Then, get ready to stand all night." Wyatt Barnes closed his eyes and drifted off...

"Awoo!"

"Awoo!"

...

Deep into the night, the moonlight trickled down, and a pack of Fierce Wolves suddenly sprung from the bushes, rushing towards the boys of the Third Squad.

Instantly, the seven boys who had remained awake were on high alert.

Some boys who had not completely fallen asleep swiftly got up and started fighting against the Fierce Wolves.

The commotion grew louder.

Remi Sinclair and Westyn Morgan also woke up to fend off the Fierce Wolves.

When more than thirty Fierce Wolves were killed, the boys were exhausted, and a few of them were injured.

"Damn! Wyatt Barnes didn’t even wake up."

Westyn Morgan noticed that Wyatt Barnes was lying still, without any movement, he couldn’t help but curse.

"The instructor didn’t wake up either."

Some of the boys were speechless.

Weren’t these two afraid of being bitten to death by the wolves?

The next morning, as the dawn light bathed the earth, Wyatt Barnes awoke, full of energy, vigor radiating from him.

Looking at the three boys not far off with dark circles under their eyes, Wyatt Barnes was a bit surprised, "Remi Sinclair, Westyn Morgan... Mustafa Rowan with dark circles under his eyes, I’m not surprised. But you two...Didn’t you sleep all night?"

"Wyatt, over the course of this night if it wasn’t for the three of us guarding you from the Fierce Wolves, you would be long dead!"

Westyn Morgan glared, exasperatedly saying, "And yet, you had a peaceful night’s sleep."

"Westyn, do you believe that even if you hadn’t helped me fend off those Fierce Wolves, I wouldn’t have died?"

Wyatt Barnes grinned.

Westyn, of course, did not believe it, "You really think we’re fools?"

Wyatt shook his head and laughed, knowing that if he didn’t clarify, Westyn would genuinely believe he had taken advantage of him, "Westyn, if I remember correctly, there were three waves of Fierce Wolf attacks overnight. In total, there were nine Fierce Wolves targeting me — you blocked three, Remi blocked five, and Mustafa blocked one... Is that correct?"

"You..."

Westyn was utterly dumbfounded, "You were asleep, how do you know this?"

"If I’m not mistaken, Wyatt has been in a state of ’half-asleep, half-awake’ all night... However, to my knowledge, only veteran soldiers who have been in war for many years and seasoned assassins, as well as warriors of the Original Pill Realm, can reach this state."

Remi Sinclair gave Wyatt a deep look, feeling that he was increasingly elusive.

"Freak!"

Westyn couldn’t help but exclaim.

Mustafa looked at Wyatt Barnes, admiration flickering in his eyes.

"Instructor, do you have a seventh-grade Golden Healing Pill? He’s not going to make it... even after taking two eighth-grade Golden Healing Pills, he can’t hold back his injuries."

Suddenly, a boy with red eyes looked hopefully at Jaz Martinez, who had just woken up.

"Seventh-grade Golden Healing Pill? How could I possibly have one."

Jaz Martinez frowned, casting a cold glance at another boy lying on the ground, barely breathing, "Life and death are predestined. The elimination round has only just begun..."

Suddenly, the boy died.

For a moment, a saddening atmosphere filled the scene...

The three-month-long training session had a casualty on the second day.

At this time, among the boys of the Third Squad, apart from Wyatt Barnes and Remi Sinclair who remained calm, others were somewhat apprehensive.

"Assembly!"

Just then, Jaz Martinez ordered lowly.

After the members of the Third Squad lined up, Jaz issued the training instruction.

"Before dusk today, I hope each of you can hunt a ’Cloud Leopard’...by any means necessary. Anyone who can’t complete the task will be thrown into the territory of the beasts in the Fourth Layer of Condensed Pill Realm."

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