Outside the cafeteria, a sharp whistle sounded again!
bass!
Before Lin Qiye could react, the seven members of the Masked Team in front of him suddenly stood up and started running out.
After Uzumaki ran two steps, he suddenly came to his senses.
"That's not right. We are not new soldiers... Why are we running?"
"… It's a conditioned reflex." Wang Mian scratched his head and glanced at the hall. He found that all the freshmen were staring at them. He coughed twice in embarrassment.
"Well... let's continue eating, continue eating..."
The members of the Masked Team sat back down, pretending to ignore what was happening and continued eating.
The recruits looked back and subconsciously glanced at the time on the wall. It was only ten minutes before the meal started, and there was still time left before the twenty-minute deadline...
Why is the whistle blowing again?!
However, they still put down the steamed buns in their hands, turned around and ran to the training ground. After all, no one wanted to run a few more laps just because they were late.
Baili Pangpang, who was choked by the white flour bun, patted his chest frantically, waved at Lin Qiye, turned around and ran outside.
"I'm leaving first. You guys continue eating." Lin Qiye turned around and said.
"Well, go ahead." Wang Mian smiled slightly, "The next time we meet, we will be outside the training camp."
"You guys are leaving?"
"Yes, there is another mysterious creature from the sea in the north. We need to rush over there after dinner."
"Well, I wish you a triumphant return."
Lin Qiye waved at them and ran out of the cafeteria quickly.
Once everyone in the cafeteria had left, the surrounding environment suddenly became quiet.
"Oh, without the jealous eyes of the new recruits, the meal doesn't taste good anymore." Uzumaki put down the chopsticks in his hand and sighed.
"…What a bad taste." Tianping rolled his eyes.
"Since everyone is full, it's time for us to leave." Seeing that no one was eating, Wang Mian picked up the black box beside him and slowly stood up.
"Well, let's go. Don't keep people waiting too long." Yue Gui wiped his mouth.
The others also stood up, put on their cloaks, picked up the black box, and strode towards the exit of the cafeteria.
The gentle sunlight shone through the clean windows into the empty cafeteria. The seven of them walked side by side. The breeze blew in from the door gently, blowing up a corner of their gray cloak.
Their figures were clearly reflected on the spotless tiled road.
They put the black box on their backs, lowered their heads, and put on their respective masks...
Step out.
The entire cafeteria fell into complete silence.
In the cramped kitchen, the hunched old man, Sun, stood by the small window, watching them leave in silence...
His eyes were a little red, but his gaze was full of determination.
A moment later,
He put his feet together and straightened his chest.
In the direction they left,
A standard military salute!
…
Training Course.
"Mysterious creatures from myths, legends, and country rumors are our Night's Watch's main enemy!"
"Their abilities are varied and their characteristics are different, but there is no doubt that they are far more powerful than mortal humans!"
"And what do we rely on to fight this kind of existence?"
On the martial arts stage, a strange instructor stood in the center, looking over the recruits.
Shen Qingzhu lazily raised his hand: "Report! It depends on the powerful Forbidden Ruins!"
The instructor sneered twice, "The Forbidden Ruins... are indeed the most important support for humans to fight against the mysterious, but it does not mean everything, unless your Forbidden Ruins are very strong, so strong that you can kill the mysterious with just a flick of your finger...
can you?"
Shen Qingzhu raised his eyebrows, "I can do it."
"What is your forbidden place?"
"Sequence 068, [Qi Min]."
Instructor: …
The instructor pretended not to have heard anything and stood up straight. "Does anyone have any other answers?"
In the crowd, a little fat man suddenly raised his hand.
"Report! It depends on money!"
Instructor:
"Money? Tell me, how can we fight the mystery with money? Change the money into coins and smash it to death?" The instructor was so angry that he laughed. He turned his head to look at all the freshmen and said solemnly:
"To fight against the mysterious, besides the forbidden ruins, we also need a strong physique! And fighting skills!
And combat skills are divided into cold weapons and hot weapons. Hot weapons may be useful when dealing with low-level mystics, but at high levels, cold weapon combat is the real king!
Today, let me teach you how to use cold weapons in close combat!"
On the other side of the training ground, Instructor Hong and two other instructors stood together, watching the scene from afar.
"Instructor Hong, who is this new instructor Han? " asked the instructor next to him puzzledly.
"This is a close combat expert transferred from our headquarters. He flew here this morning. Although it's his first time leading new recruits, I'm very optimistic about him." Instructor Hong's eyes were full of approval.
"You just came today. Is this your first time to lead a new recruit?" Another instructor frowned. "Is there anything wrong?"
"Impossible. This instructor's close combat ability is top-notch in the country. We can just go back and play cards without any worries."
"Oh... okay!"
The three of them left quietly without alerting anyone.
On the martial arts stage, Instructor Han was still explaining cold weapons with great interest.
"Among the Night Watchmen, except for a few special cases, most of them use standard weapons, that is, the Star Sword!" Instructor Han held a straight sword in his hand and drew it out of its sheath.
"Straight knives have many advantages, I won't go into detail here, today I will mainly talk to you about the skills of using straight knives!
If you want to use a straight knife well, the first thing is reaction speed! The speed of reaction… "
Instructor Han demonstrated several methods of drawing and sheathing a straight knife on the stage, and the recruits in the audience listened with great interest.
Lin Qiye felt a little sleepy while listening, not because Instructor Han’s explanation was not good, but because Chen Muye had taught him everything he said, and he had memorized it in his heart through countless pains.
At this time, the benefits of special treatment become apparent.
"Now, I'll find a few people to demonstrate." After Instructor Han finished explaining the sword techniques, he threw the straight knife in his hand aside and took two wooden swords from the shelf next to him.
"Where is the fat man who just said he could use money to defeat the mysterious one? Come up here and demonstrate to everyone!" Instructor Han spotted Fatty Baili in the audience and waved at him.
Baili Pangpang scratched his head, climbed up the martial arts stage awkwardly, and took the wooden sword from Instructor Han.
"Do you remember what I just said?"
Baili Pangpang hesitated for a moment, "No..."
"… If you don't remember, then use your money ability!" Instructor Han laughed, "Let me show you how to beat Mysterious with money!
This time I will attack, you defend according to the method I just told you, if you don't remember it, then you have to rely on your own ability!"
"oh… "
Instructor Han held a wooden sword and chopped in front of Baili Pangpang, his eyes slightly narrowed, while Baili Pangpang held the sword stiffly, with holes all over his body.
Instructor Han sneered, took a step forward, and swung the wooden sword in his hand with lightning speed! !
At the moment when the knife was about to touch Baili Pangpang, a blinding golden light shield suddenly appeared and protected him in the center.
Snapped!
There was only a slight sound.
The wooden sword in Instructor Han’s hand…
Broken into three pieces.
Instructor Han: (?)
Baili Pangpang: |???)