Stop pretending, I'm a security guard, a five-star general!

"I understand!"

"Alright, now, follow us and let's go!"

After saying that, the entire elite class followed the main force of the reconnaissance company and left Cangyun Pass in a grand manner. They were divided into small teams of ten and scattered to patrol and reconnoiter their designated locations.

Qin Yu and Zhang Xiaoming were assigned to the third squad of the reconnaissance company. The captain was a bald, burly man named Li Dazhuang, who was quite kind.

"Do you two little ones know why that patch of wasteland is black?"

Li Dazhuang pointed to a patch of blackened earth not far away and asked.

Upon seeing this, Qin Yu and the other person both shook their heads.

"Because it was a battlefield, and the land was stained like that by the blood of countless people and monsters."

Upon seeing this, both Qin Yu and Zhang Xiaoming felt a chill in their hearts.

That blackened land stretched as far as the eye could see, so vast that its boundaries were nowhere to be seen.

It's hard to imagine how many predecessors are buried here forever.

Seeing the serious, even stunned, expressions on the two boys' faces, Li Dazhuang walked over, patted them on the shoulder, and comforted them:

"Don't be too sad. Actually, most of it is the blood of demonic beasts."

"Everyone says that the black soil is the most fertile. I was wondering if crops would grow exceptionally well here?" Qin Yu pondered, stroking his chin.

Zhang Xiaoming took out a measuring instrument, inserted it into the black soil in front of him, and immediately a series of indicators appeared.

"3.27% argonium, 4.32% niobium, 7.86% titanium, 2.5% magnesium... The mineral content of this land is several times higher than that of ordinary black soil, making it a good land for growing crops!"

Li Dazhuang: ? ? ?

Damn it, I'm trying to get this sentimental, and you two are thinking about farming!?

……

After patrolling all afternoon without incident, the group returned to the base and dispersed to rest.

Back in the dormitory, Qin Yu immediately lay down on his bed, staring at the ceiling and contemplating life.

Military training was so tedious and boring, and the food was terrible too.

I've had enough!

The thought that this kind of life would continue for at least another half month gave him a headache.

Or, should we just apply a moisturizer?

The idea suddenly popped into Qin Yu's mind, but he quickly dismissed it.

His current identity is that of a soldier. If he were to commit adultery, it would be considered desertion, a serious crime.

He certainly didn't want to be imprisoned a second time.

"Ugh! So boring!"

Qin Yu took out his phone, ready to browse some short videos for entertainment.

But at that moment, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't done his job of playing the role of an emotional guru for a long time.

"Damn! I almost forgot about this mission."

Qin Yu sat up abruptly, opened his personal Weibo homepage, and found that his private chat messages had already exploded to over 999+.

Meanwhile, his progress in completing the task of playing the role of an emotional master is (332/1000).

With this in mind, Qin Yu opened everyone's private messages and began to help them with their relationship problems one by one.

"Ding! Successfully resolved an honest man's emotional problem, Mental Strength +10!"

"Ding! Successfully dealt with one..."

More than an hour passed, and Qin Yu chatted with over a hundred honest people, but in the end, he successfully resolved the emotional problems of fewer than ten of them.

Of course, this is perfectly normal.

After all, most emotional problems are difficult to solve with just a few words; you basically have to figure them out and move on on your own.

"Ugh, I'm so tired, I don't want to do this anymore."

Qin Yu collapsed onto the bed again.

Solving other people's emotional problems can get boring after a while. It would be nice to find someone to help him.

Qin Yu's eyes darted around, and he couldn't help but look at Zhang Xiaoming, who was sleeping in the opposite bed.

Seeing the ill-intentioned look Qin Yu gave him, Zhang Xiaoming knew that the kid was definitely up to no good, so he decisively gave him a triple rejection:

"No way! Absolutely not! We can't do it!"

Qin Yu:? ? ?

"Damn it, I haven't even said anything yet!"

“I anticipated your prediction, so there’s no need to say anything.”

Qin Yu's lips twitched. He hadn't expected the late emperor to pass away before he could even speak.

Just then, Han Jinlong finished washing up and came in carrying a washbasin.

As he passed by Qin Yu, he deliberately snorted, raised his head arrogantly, and walked past without looking at him.

Watching Han Jinlong's retreating figure, Qin Yu stroked his chin, and a smile immediately appeared on his lips.