Chapter 102 Have a Friendly Contest? (Request for Monthly Tickets)

(Suggested to watch together tomorrow)Lin Su's innovative ideas about future pet companions were quickly interrupted by Xing Yun.

After confirming that everyone had no further questions or doubts, Xing Yun spoke solemnly, "Since that's the case, we must start training now!"

At these words, everyone immediately tensed up and stood at attention, their summoned pets obediently staying by their sides, also aware of the situation through Telepathy, causing no disruption at this time.

"Now, there's one hour until meal time." Xing Yun's fierce facial scar twitched slightly, as if he were smiling, yet it looked somewhat frightening, "Do you want to eat?"

The crowd nodded subconsciously.

"For the next hour, follow me to the training field to run laps," Xing Yun said as he turned and walked towards the entrance of the small courtyard, "Keep up! Speed up! You can eat after running laps!"

Watching Xing Yun picking up the pace, the squad members quickly followed with their pets.

When it relates to eating, you cannot underestimate it.

Soon, they returned to the Training Area 19 that they had just left.

In just a short while, the training grounds which had been a mess after the instructors' introductions were smooth again, looking as if nothing had happened.

Without needing to look, one could tell that this must be the work of some Earth-type pet.

At that moment, several instructors had already started training with their team members on different projects in separate areas of the field, not interfering with each other.

"See that spot with the flags?" Xing Yun stopped at a point on the training field and pointed towards a distant marker, "Now, you will start here, run to that flag-marked spot, and then over to that side..."

He marked the remaining path for everyone to run laps and turned his head to look at the team, "Do you understand?"

Seeing no issues from the crowd, Xing Yun nodded slightly.

"Report, Instructor Xing," Lin Su asked curiously, "Do we start running now?"

"No." A strange light flashed in Xing Yun's eyes, "Is just running laps, which is so easy, even considered training?"

Crowd: "..."

Is running laps easy?

They don't think so at all!

"See those metal rings over there?" Xing Yun pointed to the other side, "Those are weight rings, to be worn on the legs, the lightest being three pounds each, go ahead."

The team members looked at each other, then reluctantly walked toward the pile of weight rings.

Watching the team members selecting their weight rings, Xing Yun suddenly started on a tangent, "The military cafeteria's tender pork trotters are soft and melt in your mouth, the flavor exceptionally savory, the pork skin cooked to a dark brown and filled with rich juices, the tendons inside translucent, full of collagen, making you drool just by seeing them."

Without even seeing it, just hearing Xing Yun's description, the already hungry crowd began to drool, each showing an expression of profound sadness.

What kind of devilish speech is this?!

Seeing the crowd's reaction, Xing Yun chuckled, "Want to eat? Four-pound rings, add a serving at lunch." seaʀᴄh thё Nôvel(F)ire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

After a brief silence, several team members who had already tied on the three-pound rings silently took them off and reached for the thicker four-pound rings.

But that wasn't all.

"By the way, the roasted saury in the cafeteria is also very good. That species is quite rare on this battlefield, so it's limited," Xing Yun smacked his lips, as if reminiscing, "The sensation of eating big bites of fish without worrying about small bones, the slight tartness of lemon juice blending ingeniously with the fish, and carrying the flavor of the ocean—it's truly a pity to miss it..."

Seeing that the crowd stopped moving, Xing Yun spoke with a smile, "Five-pound rings, want one?"

Seeing no response from the crowd, Xing Yun spread his hands, "That's all for today, the cafeteria only has these two extra options."

Does that mean there will be others in the future?!

Damn it!

The crowd gritted their teeth and, after deliberating, each made their choice.

Lin Su weighed the three different rings in his hand, finally settling on the four-pound rings.

After all, having trained with his father in martial arts for a few days, he had a keener sense of weight and quickly concluded that four pounds was probably his current limit.

Although he really wanted to try the roasted saury described by Instructor Xing, Lin Su still controlled his urge to reach for the five-pound rings.

At that moment, another hand silently reached towards the five-pound rings nearby.

Seeing the owner of that hand, Lin Su looked surprised.

Zhao Tianchen?

He sized up Zhao Tianchen's physique, his expression growing increasingly bizarre.

Zhao Tianchen's build was not muscular and even slimmer than his own.

Could he handle the five-pound rings?

Facing the astonished looks of other team members, Zhao Tianchen remained expressionless, secretly thrilled.

I, Zhao Tianchen, am not weaker than anyone!

So what if I'm not as strong as Lin Su?

I carry more weight!

Shit, it's so heavy...

He put on a pair of five-pound rings on his feet and after walking a few steps, he gritted his teeth.

But seeing the looks from others, Zhao Tianchen controlled his expression, pretending nothing had happened, leading his Ashen Wolf towards Xing Yun.

If you're going to pretend, you have to do it thoroughly.

Following Zhao Tianchen, other team members couldn't resist trying the five-pound rings but gave up after a few steps and cast admiring glances towards Zhao Tianchen.