THE 9TH PLATOON III

The lieutenant of the 9th platoon is a buff heavy man, standing at the height of 7ft. He stood up from the log of wood that he was sitting on.

"Who are you?" He asked with a husky voice.

Lex giggled at his question. "The delivery man."

-Twang!

-Whoosh!

Lex let go of the last arrow in his hand. He shot it at the lieutenant.

"Foolish!!" The lieutenant bellowed Lex. He caught the arrow before it could hit his chest.

"Do you think you can hurt me with your mediocre Archery skills?" He broke the arrow in his hand.

Lex faked a shocked expression. "Oh no, you're – you're strong. What have I gotten myself into?" Lex purposely stuttered as he began to take steps backward. Making it seem like he was scared and trying to escape the place.

The soldiers of the 9th platoon held their weapons close and surrounded Lex.

'Just a nascent realm cultivator.' The lieutenant probed into Lex's core.