Quick Travel: Passing Through the Bloody World

“This is really not a job that humans can do…”

"Our instructor is actually Pei Yu. Oh my god, he was the devil instructor who once eliminated half of the class in one day."

"You make me feel like I can't stay here for more than three days."

"Stop talking. My dad has been bragging about my admission to the Royal Military Academy for more than half a month. If I get expelled, he will beat me to death."

"Why……"

As Yin Lande was speaking, he raised his hand to touch the bathroom door handle when the high-density steel door was pushed open from the inside.

The blond sentinel was wearing a bathrobe and was wiping his dripping hair with his hand. Drops of water from the ends of his hair rolled down the line of his neck and under his collar.

Yin Lande narrowed his eyes and said, "Is it you?"

Although it was the first time they met, Yin Lande quickly recognized Ling Shenyi as the only one among Ling Yun’s many sentinels who had obeyed the rules and was not punished.

When Ling Shenyi heard Yin Lande's words, he glanced over and nodded.

Yin Lande: “…”

When they came back just now, those who were not eliminated already knew that the first place on the first day of training was Ling Shenyi.

Seeing that Ling Shenyi ignored him, Yin Lande couldn't help feeling annoyed. He stood there staring at Ling Shenyi's back for a while, then pushed open the door and walked into the bathroom.

The student dormitories of the Royal Military Academy are independent spaces. Except for the shared bathroom and living room, everyone has his or her own room.

After Ling Shenyi returned to his room, he unfolded the compressed suitcase, then took out clothes and daily necessities one by one and placed them in the room.

After taking out the last wrinkled item from the suitcase, Ling Shenyi held it in his arms and squeezed it, then squatted down and placed the thing in the corner of the room.

A cold light flashed in Ling Shenyi's green eyes, and with a hoarse roar, a huge furry figure appeared in the room.

A huge Bengal tiger opened its mouth and started to roar. Ling Shenyi slapped its head with his backhand, and the Bengal tiger roared softly, then moved its body to the specially made thickened "cat scratching board" to scratch.

With the appearance of this huge spiritual body, the originally spacious room suddenly became a little crowded.

Ling Shenyi lowered his eyes to look at the Bengal tiger with its claws cut, then looked down at his own hands.

He tightened his palms, then loosened them again, repeating this over and over again. Ling Shenyi's eyes were filled with confusion.

The spiritual body can sense the emotions of its owner, so the Bengal tiger stopped its actions, put down its "cat scratching board", and touched Ling Shenyi's legs with its broad and thick front paws.

Ling Shenyi squatted down and looked at the tiger, and the tiger responded to Ling Shenyi with a humming sound.

Ling Shenyi patted Tiger's head and said, "You also...felt...it?"

He spoke word by word, as if he had not spoken for a long time, so he spoke every word very seriously, like he was babbling, and he tried very hard to swallow and pronounce each word.

The tiger nudged Ling Shenyi with its big head and looked at him quietly.

Ling Shenyi: "Pei...Yu..."

As he whispered, the tiger happily raised its tail, and the tip of its tail twitched lazily twice.

Ling Shenyi raised his hand and patted the tiger's head.

“Prosperity.”

The spirit body whined in grievance, feeling that it was being wronged.

Ling Shenyi raised his hand and touched the top of his golden head, feeling the beating of his pulse under his palm.

“Pei Yu.”

The blond sentinel murmured something, his emerald eyes filled with darkness.

“It’s too late…”

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In the following training days, Ling Shenyi will always be the number one among Ling Yun.

On the first day of training, in the eyes of many sentries, Ling Shenyi had gained some advantages.

But during the next few days of training, when the other sentries were exhausted and crying every day, Ling Shenyi always managed to stay in the best condition.

Whether it is theoretical knowledge or practical experience, Ling Shenyi's comprehensive strength is undoubtedly worthy of the first place.

Many sentries began to express their admiration for Ling Shenyi in action, and gathered around him to discuss experiences during breaks in training.

As for Yang Ming...

Yang Ming felt very aggrieved.

Yang Ming: "No, buddy, can you speak?"

Ling Shenyi's green eyes were full of confusion, and his meaning was clearly "When did I say I couldn't speak?"

Yang Ming then realized belatedly that if Ling Shenyi really couldn't speak, he should have gone to a special training camp in the royal military academy.

Ling Shenyi ignored him in that situation. On the one hand, it might be because Ling Shenyi's voice couldn't speak at that time, and on the other hand, it was probably because... he was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Yang Ming thought so while rubbing his cheek which was still in pain.

He was about to say something when a whistle sounded in the distance. Yang Ming's whole body suddenly stiffened and he quickly got up from the ground.

However, before he could stand firm, the blond sentinel in front of him rushed out like an arrow and stood at his position.

Pei Yu was wearing a black mecha combat suit today. His black hair was blown by the wind and formed arcs in the air. When he stood there, he looked like a statue carved out of ice and jade.

Pei Yu's gaze fell on Ling Shenyi, and he saw the blond sentry smiling at him, as dazzling as the sun.

After all the sentries had gathered, Pei Yu walked forward and asked the sentries to draw number plates in order according to the random number sequence on their personal terminals.

Ling Shenyi looked at the number one on his personal terminal and his Adam's apple rolled twice.

"Number one." Pei Yu said in a calm voice.

As Ling Shenyi walked over, Pei Yu's figure got closer and closer. The guide had neatly arranged number plates in his bony hands.

When you draw the number plate, the warmth between your fingertips disappears instantly.

When Ling Shenyi returned to the team, he couldn't help but pinch his fingers, and there were deeper emotions in his eyes.

Pei Yu, who was standing not far away distributing number plates, still looked calm, but just now...

Ling Shenyi felt that he felt it.

From the guide.

That was clearly a laughing mood.

But it was clear that Pei Yu only touched his fingertips.

"Today's training content is very simple..." Pei Yu paused for a moment and said, "Control the mechas to fight each other, and the winner stays."