Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

As soon as he finished speaking, someone patted Yuan Gang's shoulder from behind.

"Instructor Yuan, I'm afraid the dinner party will have to wait."

A civilian staff member came running over breathlessly, holding a tablet terminal in his hand. "Commander Zuo is waiting for you in Conference Room 3. Emergency online meeting."

The smile on Yuan Gang's face froze instantly, and the energy that had just relaxed was forcibly brought back again.

He sighed helplessly and waved to the group of instructors who were staring at him eagerly. "Well, it seems we have to postpone this meal to another day."

"You go first, the bill will be on me."

"Boss, how about we wait for you?" a young instructor suggested.

"Wait for shit!" Yuan Gang cursed angrily and scratched his messy hair.

"God knows when Commander Zuo's meeting will end."

"Get out of here now and stop being an eyesore."

After saying that, he strode towards Conference Room No. 3, his back revealing a sense of exhaustion from being squeezed to the limit by work.

I pushed open the heavy door of Conference Room 3, and found no one inside.

Only the huge holographic projection screen in front of him was lit.

There are more than a dozen small windows on it, and in each window there is a serious face.

Sitting in the main seat was the supreme commander of Daxia, Zuo Qing.

Yuan Gang found a place to sit down, rubbed his swollen temples, and said in a muffled voice: "Commander, I'm here."

Zuo Qing's gaze fell on him, and he nodded, his voice steady and powerful: "Now that everyone is here, let's continue."

"Regarding the selection of the chief instructor for this new recruit training camp, I have a new proposal."

Everyone's eyes were focused on the screen.

The training of new recruits is the top priority of the Night's Watch, and the selection of the chief instructor is of utmost importance.

"The original plan was for the Masked Team to serve as special instructors."

Zuo Qing said slowly,

"But I just received their mission report and psychological assessment. Continuous high-intensity combat has pushed their mental stress to the breaking point."

"The Night's Watch can't just treat them as indestructible weapons. They are also human beings and need rest."

There was silence in the conference room.

Everyone understood the weight of Zuo Qing’s words.

The [Masked] team is one of Daxia's top special teams and a legend admired by countless Night's Watchmen.

Giving them leave means finding a squad of sufficient size to replace them.

"My proposal is that Team Nightfall replace Mask as the special instructors for this training camp."

As soon as these words were spoken, several legion commanders on the screen showed a thoughtful expression.

Yuan Gang's eyebrows also raised slightly.

The faces of Lin Qiye, Wu Hen and other young men flashed through his mind.

These guys are growing up too fast.

"[Nightfall]'s strength has already been proven in the previous 'Sea Flood' incident."

Zuo Qing's eyes swept over the crowd.

"They are young and energetic enough, and their thinking is closer to that of these new recruits. If they lead the team, there may be unexpected results."

"Yuan Gang, you are the person in charge of the training camp, what are your opinions?"

Yuan Gang pondered for a moment, then raised his head. His eyes were no longer tired, only sharp. "I have no objection."

"Those guys from Nightfall may not be very good at times, but they are very capable."

"Let them go, I feel at ease."

"Okay." Zuo Qing made the final decision.

"Since everyone has no objection, this matter is settled."

"Yuan Gang, you are fully responsible for the subsequent handover work. Make sure it is completed."

"Yes, I will ensure that the task is completed!" Yuan Gang straightened his back.

After the meeting, Yuan Gang walked out of the meeting room and breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't leave in a hurry, but directly dialed the internal line of the Nightfall team on the communicator in the corridor.

"Lin Qiye, Wu Hen, bring your people and meet me at Training Ground No. 7 within five minutes. I have a mission."

Five minutes later, training ground number seven.

[Nightfall] All the team members are present, looking at Yuan Gang with a serious face, they are all a little confused.

"Instructor Yuan, why are you looking for us so urgently? What happened?" Baili Pangpang asked while wiping the sweat off his face.

Yuan Gang's eyes swept across the faces of several people one by one, finally landing on Lin Qiye and Wu Hen. He said in a deep voice: "A mission originally intended for the [Mask] team now falls on you."

"[Masked] Team?" Cao Yuan's eyes lit up.

"They are legendary..."

"Don't tell me about it, it's just a job."

Yuan Gang interrupted him,

"The new batch of recruits are undergoing training. The headquarters has named you as special instructors."

"What the hell?!"

Baili Pangpang's voice instantly rose an octave, his eyes widened like bells.

"Instructor? We're going to be instructors? The kind of instructor that the Masked Team used to torture those geniuses to death?"

He became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he could already see himself with his hands behind his back, showing off in front of the new recruits.

"As instructors, can we also develop some... hehe, particularly challenging training programs like them?"

Baili Pangpang rubbed his hands and smiled like a 300-pound Maitreya Buddha.

Wu Hen stood aside, never saying a word, but his eyes were flashing rapidly.

Be an instructor?

This is an interesting experience.

Not only can they understand the power structure of the new generation of Night's Watch, but they can also further consolidate and develop their own abilities in a relatively safe environment.

To him, this seemed like a good opportunity.

"What good things are you thinking about?" Yuan Gang glanced at Baili Pangpang.

"The specific training details have not yet been determined, and this mission is not mandatory."

"Let me ask for your opinion first. Are you willing to take it?"

Lin Qiye looked at Wu Hen, the two exchanged glances and nodded almost at the same time.

"We'll take it." Lin Qiye answered on behalf of the team, his voice was not loud but firm.

Wu Hen also said calmly: "Okay."

Seeing that both of them agreed, the others naturally had no objections.

"Very good." Yuan Gang nodded with satisfaction.

"Since you've accepted it, show me your true abilities."

"There are quite a few good talents among this batch of new recruits. Don't ruin them."

He paused, as if remembering something, and scanned the crowd, finally landing on Jiang Er. His expression became a little strange.

"By the way, there's something I need to tell you in advance."

Yuan Gang cleared his throat and said, "That girl Li Zhenzhen is also on the training camp list this time."

"Li Zhenzhen?" Lin Qiye was stunned.

"She is Dr. Li's granddaughter." Yuan Gang added,

"She passed all the reserve tests and officially joined the Night's Watch."

"When the time comes, you can train me however you want. Don't treat me any differently, and don't kill me. Do you understand?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Er, who had been standing quietly beside him, suddenly exclaimed "Wow!"

Her little face was pale, as if she had heard some terrible news.

"What's wrong?" Lin Qiye looked at her strangely.

Jiang Er covered his chest, looking like he was about to faint.

He said tremblingly, "I...I accidentally scared Sister Zhenzhen's favorite pot of 'Ghost Orchid' to death last time."

Everyone: "..."

The atmosphere in the training ground instantly changed from serious and tense to a state of both laughter and tears.

Yuan Gang's mouth twitched, he was too lazy to pay attention to these clowns, and waved his hand: "Alright, it's settled. Wait for me to inform you about the specific arrangements."

"It's all gone."

Everyone dispersed, still discussing the matter of becoming an instructor.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen walked side by side, whispering something to each other.

At this moment, An Qingyu, who had been following silently at the end of the team, walked up quickly and patted Lin Qiye's shoulder gently.

"Qi Ye, Wu Hen," his expression was more solemn than ever before.

"Wait a minute, regarding that previous incident, I seem to have...some new clues."

"okay!"

"Boss, you are so open-minded!"

Several instructors immediately started to make a fuss, and the atmosphere became heated.

"Boss, wait a moment."

An Qingyu stepped forward quickly and handed over a tablet.

"Lin Qiye and Wu Hen have been highlighted."

"But... take a look at this."

The leading instructor took the tablet, swiped his finger across the screen, and paused on a photo of a boy.

He raised his eyebrows and laughed: "Oh? An Qingyu, you are really good. When did you secretly give birth to a son without telling us?"

An Qingyu's expression didn't show any sign of joking. He lowered his voice and said solemnly, "Boss, please take a closer look at his information..."

At the same time, on the [Special Disaster Management Force] special train loaded with new recruits, an unknown test was quietly taking place.