A Buddhist who is abstinent? Then who is the crying monster in her arms?

Perhaps it’s because they have rich mission experience, and they usually teach each other tricks in the team.

So they didn't look particularly embarrassed, just a little short of breath and a little sweat on their foreheads.

Some people still have water stains and burn holes on their clothes, and maybe some small wounds that are covered by the clothes, but they are not a big deal.

It has to be said that compared to the usual devilish physical training, supernatural training is actually more within their comfort zone.

Luo Yunyan nodded with a hint of satisfaction and looked at Ye Wuju who was standing next to her.

Ye Wu Jue understood and immediately opened the password box at his feet.

Inside the box are ten test tubes filled with transparent liquid.

Ye Wuju walked up to them holding the box, and Luo Yunyan also spoke at the right time,

“Everyone took a bottle and drank it straight away.”

Zhao Tianze unplugged the test tube and smelled it; it was colorless and odorless.

"Instructor, what is this?"

Luo Yunyan glanced at him sideways, her lips slightly raised, "Crane's Head Red, drink it and I'll send you on your way."

Zhao Tianze glanced at her resentfully, "Instructor, how could you do this..."

"Hurry up, don't waste time. Drink it all in one gulp. Then sit down and rest right where you are."

Hearing this, everyone did not dare to hesitate any longer and drank the liquid in the test tube in one gulp.

He even smacked his lips after drinking it. It has no taste at all, it's bland, just like drinking boiled water.

However, they soon discovered something unusual. The mental energy they had consumed during the sparring was gradually recovering, sweeping away their previous fatigue.

Everyone looked at each other, feeling a little surprised.

Pei Jing hesitated for a moment, but curiosity finally got the better of him. Risking being beaten, he asked,

"Instructor, why does drinking this speed up the recovery of mental strength?"

Luo Yunyan raised an eyebrow. "This is a potion used to channel mental energy. Restoring mental energy is just a supplement. It's only because you happened to have consumed it that you feel it so clearly."

Su Zixuan was a little shocked. "There's actually such a good thing?! Do you have any more?!"

If they could get some and keep them in the group for emergency use, it would be a great benefit to them.

"No, forget it. Just these ten. And I bought them out of my own pocket. Your boss didn't give me any funding."

Looking at the ten drooping faces below, Luo Yunyan was a little amused. "Don't feel sorry, this is mainly used for mental violence. For normal psychics like you, one bottle is enough to add icing on the cake. Drinking everything will only harm you."

The Superpower Group: But, they suddenly want to be abnormal superpowers...

Others only dared to think about it in their hearts, but Zhao Tianze, that idiot, really dared to say it out loud.

"Instructor, then you can just treat us as abnormal and help us get some? We'll pay! No, the leader will pay!!"

Luo Yunyan looked at him with a half-smile, "Do you think you are abnormal? How about I make you truly abnormal?"

"No, no, I suddenly feel much more normal again~" Zhao Tianze raised his hands to cover his face.

Luo Yunyan felt a chill and took a deep breath, "It's break time, everyone get up and continue training!"

If you make her unhappy, no one will have an easy time!

Pei Jing, who was standing behind Zhao Tianze, kicked him in annoyance. What a fool who only remembered the food and not the beating!

……

The three teams on the other side were suffering terribly from the torture of their instructor Hu.

With the special ability team gone, how come the training workload for these three teams has been super doubled?!

They finally got to the shooting range to practice with wooden weapons. Before going, Instructor Hu asked them to lift iron for an hour first.

And I don't know if Instructor Hu comes on those days of the month, but he's just a hot-tempered old man. Where's the cowardly guy he used to be when he played the good guy to Instructor No. 1?!

He is really a person who is always young and always curses people harshly, for example:

"Xiao Fang, are your claws transplanted from chicken feet? They can't even be straightened out, and they're split! My sister's split ends in her hair can't even be separated by your claws!"

Fang Ruihua: Haha, weren't you the one who asked me to chop bricks with my bare hands just now? If you have the guts, you can say the last sentence right in front of our instructor!

"And you, you have the nerve to call yourself Hawkeye? And the Sniper God?! Look at yourself, how many shots have missed the target?!"

Hawkeye: You're speeding up the moving target at 15x, and the conveyor belt is about to start smoking. Someone who doesn't know would think you're about to fire. Show me how to shoot ten times without missing the target. Come on, come on.

"Du Miao, Long Teng, you got Parkinson's after being robbed by the Snow Phoenix? Your hands are shaking so much that you can't even hold the parts! By the time you finish assembling the wooden warehouse, I'll have eaten dumplings on New Year's Eve!"

Du Miao: Ahahaha, that’s right! If you mess with me, you’re the one getting picked on. (Heart shape)

In the third hour after Instructor No. 1 abandoned them, the weather was: cloudy turning to light snow; no one knew what the temperature was, but it was very cold, just like their hearts.

I miss her, her whole mind is filled with thoughts of her, and I wish I could see her right away.

Even if they are abused madly, they are willing to do so.

……

Time passed quickly amid the cries of the abused team members, and before they knew it, it was the last week.

During this period, the special ability group and the three teams trained separately.

Jiang Ziang and Ye Wuju supervised the morning physical training, and Luo Yunyan would go directly to the special ability group for training after waking up every day.

Occasionally when she has some free time and passes by the training grounds of other teams, Luo Yunyan will also give some advice (or ridicule).

In the afternoon, just before the end of training.

Luo Yunyan gathered everyone together and issued a notice, "There is only one week left, and you will be free."

Before they could be happy, Luo Yunyan continued,

"In three days, we will need to conduct an assessment. As for the content of the assessment, it will be all the items you have trained in during this period."

"In other events, your opponents are not others, but yourselves. I will use your best results in the camp as a reference."

"There's another secret part of the assessment. Don't ask. I won't tell you even if you ask."

"Report!" Fang Ruihua stood up.

"explain."

"Instructor, what will happen if we don't reach our previous best result?"

Luo Yunyan looked at him with a half-smile, "If you haven't achieved that, you'll naturally have to practice more in the remaining time. I'll also report the results to your instructors, but I don't know what they'll do."

It seemed like there was an answer, but it seemed like there was no answer.

Fang Ruihua curled his lips and returned to the queue.

Su Zixuan and Pei Jing exchanged a subtle glance before saying, "Instructor, we've come up with the requirements for our group."