Slaying Gods, the agent of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, starting with the Undying Scripture

Two days later.

The door to cell 000 was pushed open.

A drill instructor in a crisp military uniform walked in.

However, the moment he pushed open the door,

That scene completely obsessed him.

Inside the room, wisps of smoke rose from the chimney.

The instructor's face darkened, and he walked into the room.

"Instructor Hong, I heard that the training camp is starting this afternoon. The commander got me some hot pot. Shall we eat together?" Zhao Wentian said warmly as soon as he entered the room.

Instructor Hong was taken aback, looking at the table piled high with ingredients.

Fish slices, beef balls, shrimp dumplings, cabbage, lettuce, lettuce leaves, potatoes, lotus root, white radish... the variety is dazzling.

"Why isn't there any beef?" Instructor Hong couldn't help but ask, rubbing his hands together and chuckling.

Zhao Wentian paused for a moment, then replied, "I don't eat beef."

His tone was calm yet firm.

"Oh, is that so? Then we won't force you. But these dishes are already quite plentiful," Instructor Hong said with a smile.

"Alright, hurry up and sit down to eat with us," Zhao Wentian said.

Just then, the door was pushed open again, and Yuan Gang walked in carrying a bowl of beef.

Instructor Hong wondered to himself, what exactly is Zhao Wentian's background?

It's amazing that Chief Instructor Yuan Gang would take such good care of them.

"By the way, kid, could you tell me how many children my future wife can give me?" Yuan Gang asked casually.

"Five..."

Zhao Wentian blurted it out.

Instructor Hong's eyes widened in surprise.

Zhao Wentian used his Reincarnation Technique to tell Yuan Gang's fortune these past few days.

Whether it's something to say or not, they all make accurate predictions.

Moreover, there was the Reincarnation Technique, which allowed Yuan Gang to briefly travel five years into the future, experiencing an incredibly powerful feeling...

Although it consumed a lot of mental energy.

But you can make up for it by eating.

But in return, he gained a comfortable military life.

Instructor Hong's eyes lit up. "Help me count too, how many wives do I have..."

.......

in the afternoon.

The new recruits have assembled.

All the new recruits stood on the field, groaning and moaning.

Although it's crooked and distorted, it still has a semblance of formation.

It's just a little noisy.

Yuan Gang was dressed in a crisp military uniform, followed by twenty instructors.

At the very back of these people stood a new recruit.

That tall guy, standing at 1.85 meters, is easily spotted in a crowd.

In addition, he was wearing a recruit's uniform, which made him particularly conspicuous.

Just as Yuan Gang was about to walk onto the martial arts stage, he suddenly turned around.

The twenty-odd instructors behind him were also standing there.

Yuan Gang stepped forward and patted Zhao Wentian on the shoulder: "Zhao Wentian, join the ranks!"

The training camp's information was well controlled.

Of the new recruits, only Lin Qiye and Baili Pangpang knew what happened on the first day.

However, every special forces soldier in the entire training camp knew about him.

The special forces soldiers who had been shot by Zhao Wentian with a sniper rifle all twitched at the corners of their mouths in unison...

However, they admired him from the bottom of their hearts.

Soldiers, especially special forces soldiers, can take down an entire special operations battalion without needing to use the forbidden energy; that's what makes them kings of soldiers!

The weight of a top soldier in the military is extraordinary.

Baili Pangpang patted Lin Qiye's hand, "The attacker is here, Qiye, your attacker is here..."

Lin Qiye's lips twitched, and he glared at the chubby guy: "Would you die if you didn't talk?"

Many people in the group stared at Zhao Wentian with strange looks.

But he was all smiles as he walked towards Lin Qiye, letting out a burp as he passed by.

"Excuse me, student."

Zhao Wentian pushed aside a new recruit behind Lin Qiye.

The new recruit glared at Zhao Wentian: "I was here first."

"What's it to me?!"

Zhao Wentian's face hardened, and the new recruit quickly moved aside.

Zhao Wentian patted Lin Qiye on the shoulder: "How are you? Did you miss me?"

Lin Qiye turned his head slightly and rolled his eyes: "Damn it, I thought you were dead."

"Brother God."

Baili Pangpang looked at Zhao Wentian with a fawning expression.

"The fat guy who takes a helicopter?" Zhao Wentian smirked.

"My name is Baili Pangpang..."

"Stand still, all of you!!" the instructor behind Yuan Gang roared.

The room fell silent immediately.

Yuan Gang stared silently down below before slowly speaking, his voice loud:

"I know that you are all geniuses among the younger generation of Great Xia. Some of you have extraordinary backgrounds, some have heaven-defying forbidden realms, and some have unparalleled skills."

However, from the moment you stepped through this door, you were just a newbie!

No, you are now just trash, nothing but garbage.

Once you enter the training camp, you won't even be able to handle ordinary soldiers!

You're far from being Night's Watchmen!!!

Yuan Gang's voice was loud, echoing throughout the empty arena.

But for some reason, when he heard, "Once you enter the training camp, you won't even be able to handle ordinary soldiers," he actually believed it himself...

But Lin Qiye knew the inside story.

But others don't know.

Some still hold their heads high with pride, some sneer, some show disdain, and some even bow their heads...

"What? You're not convinced?"

Yuan Gang took in the expressions of those people and raised his eyebrows.

Many people didn't answer, but their expressions said it all.

Yes, I refuse to accept this.

Just then, Yuan Gang pointed at Zhao Wentian and asked loudly:

"Do you submit?"

“I concede, but Lin Qiye seems to disagree.” Zhao Wentian’s lips curled up slightly.

Lin Qiye cursed under his breath, "Damn it..."

"Do you submit?" Yuan Gang pointed at Lin Qiye.

“I… I’m not convinced.” Lin Qiye raised his head and said.

But before Lin Qiye could utter the word "he," Zhao Wentian slapped his butt...

Okay, that's good now.

That's how it is; as soon as someone takes the lead, others immediately join in the commotion.

Baili Pangpang has been sticking to Lin Qiye every day these past few days; their relationship is incredibly close!

He followed suit, straightening his body.

"If Lin Qiye is not convinced, neither am I."

Just then, a young man with his military uniform open, cap backwards, and bandage on his nose, chewing gum and looking utterly dejected, exclaimed, "I'm not convinced either!!"

"New recruit, what's your name?"

"Shen Zhuqing".

"Okay, who else?"

"I...Molly refuses to accept this!!"

"Lin Qiye is not convinced, and neither am I!!"

"Lin Qiye is not convinced, and neither am I!!"

"Lin Qiye is not convinced, and neither am I!!"

In the corner, a sharp-looking young man with a buzz cut, for some reason, had his eyes light up when he heard the name "Lin Qiye".

He murmured, "Two trees stand tall, one of the eight gods departs, ten years have passed since nightfall, to guide the mortals..."

Then he shouted, "Lin Qiye is not convinced, and I... I, Cao Yuan... am not convinced either."

Everyone turned to look in that direction...

A young man with a buzz cut and a somewhat dazed expression seemed to be searching for something....

Lin Qiye glared fiercely at Zhao Wentian:

"Damn it, when did I ever say I wasn't convinced...???"