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Seeing her rushing towards the meeting point, Hong Song panicked and unleashed her mental energy without restraint.

The soldiers she had stationed there immediately came to stop her.

Jin Wuyou held a dagger in one hand and a stolen laser gun in the other, killing everyone who stood in her way.

She moved nimbly, deftly avoiding the surrounding obstacles, and used the shockwave from the bombs behind her to pounce on the assembly point. The protective shield of the assembly point blocked all the whistling bullets, shells, and flames behind her.

Jin Wuyou immediately stood up and saluted the soldiers and officers waiting at the assembly point.

"Report! Recruit Number 100,001 reporting for duty!"

The soldiers and the officers who were there to greet the newcomer looked at her with some shock.

After the officer checked her ranking among the new recruits, he led the applause.

"Haha, good! Number 1001, as expected of the top recruit in the new recruit unit, you are the first to report on time."

As the officer spoke, Hong Song's figure fell from the sky.

Those present immediately stood up and saluted her. "General Hongsong, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Nothing much, I just came to see this loach that slipped through my fingers."

"Number 100,001? Aren't there 100,000 recruits in each unit? When did number 01 appear?"

Jin Wuyou didn't buy it when faced with Hong Song's sarcastic remarks. She could tolerate the instructors' indiscriminate scolding of all of them during training, and she was willing to endure the hardships of training.

She's already escaped the encirclement, and this person is still making sarcastic remarks. She doesn't want to suffer being targeted while still in her own team.

"When did an extra number appear? You should ask the marshal who personally arranged it. Does anyone here have the ability to change everything?"

"Also, instructor, perhaps you should go to the Purification Hall to cleanse your mind before participating in training. After all, no one in the Fourth Legion is your punching bag."

Jin Wuyou's unwavering words stunned everyone. Most of the new recruits knew her identity, but many of the veterans did not, as Jin Hanxi forbade it to be publicized.

The other veterans present looked at Jin Wuyou with surprise. They could understand, after all, the officer in charge of picking her up had said that she was the first in the new recruits.

Firstly, it's normal for someone to be a bit arrogant and a troublemaker, but what can be done in this situation?

"Ha, you new recruit's pretty cocky, huh? You got your suppressor removed and you're going to fight me with all your might? I'll see what makes you so arrogant!"

Hong Song's spiritual power surged, and the soldiers around her could feel her rage.

“Okay.” Jin Wuyou replied, placing his hand on his chest, grasping the small metal ring, and then tearing it off.

The moment the mental limiter made contact, the purple lightning surrounding Jin Wuyou continued to expand and intensify.

The flames of Red Song appeared so small in the face of the lightning that almost covered the entire sky.

Jin Wuyou simply raised his hand and struck, sending her flying far away.

"You, you are...Miss Wuyou!"

A girl who can wield purple lightning and possesses such strong mental power—in the Fourth Legion, there's no one else like Jin Wuyou.

"Miss Wuyou, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you. Please punish me." After recognizing her, Hong Song's violent aura instantly subsided, and all her mental energy disappeared. Her eyes were full of sincerity and worry as she bowed directly to her.

Jin Wuyou was taken aback. This Hong Song was a general, after all. Was he really so obedient to her?

Hong Song's actions are understandable within the entire Fourth Legion, since the Fourth Legion would have been wiped out back on Noting Star if it weren't for Jin Wuyou.

Because of Jin Wuyou, the Fourth Legion received many preferential treatments in the Silver Moon Empire and around the world. As a result, many veterans supported Jin Wuyou. Their support for her was not only because she was the marshal's daughter, but more so because she changed the Fourth Legion and brought new life to it.

She doesn't often spend time with the veterans; when she does come, she stays at the command post.

Jin Hanxi only sent her to train the new recruits as a formality. The new recruits didn't know the history of the Fourth Army Corps, nor had they participated in those major battles, so they wouldn't have the same sense of identity as the veterans.

It would be best if Jin Wuyou could leave the new recruits speechless during basic training, but it wouldn't matter if he couldn't. After all, once they were integrated into the Fourth Army Corps, they would still be under the supervision of the veterans, so it wouldn't have much of an impact on Jin Wuyou.

However, Jin Wuyou is now the top student in the new recruits, which has convinced the 100,000 new recruits.

Her next plan should proceed smoothly.

The most important thing now is the present situation. With Hong Song being so docile, Jin Wuyou is finding it more difficult to deal with her.

Although Jin Hanxi said he would specially appoint her as a major general, she is still a new recruit. He can't just punish her directly.

"Fine, your mental pollution is more serious. I won't hold it against you this time. You should go to the cleanroom and stay there."

"Yes!" Hong Song turned and left.

Jin Wuyou turned around and looked at the other veterans who were watching her, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"Please keep this a secret for now." Upon hearing Jin Wuyou's request, the soldiers present all nodded.

Then Jin Wuyou sat at the assembly point, healing his wounds while waiting for the others to arrive.

The atmosphere in the command center also relaxed.

"Marshal, Hong Song's mental pollution is serious, yet he still has to participate in new recruit training. Shouldn't he be punished?" the commander of the main force regiment asked nervously.

"If she goes to the cleanroom, she won't be punished."

Jin Hanxi stood up and returned to his command post to check on other situations.

Jin Wuyou waited here for a long time, but no one came until the timer ended.

The people picking up people here aren't worried at all.

"Shouldn't we send someone to look for it?" Jin Wuyou asked curiously.

"No need, this is normal. It's abnormal for someone like you to arrive on time. Out of 100,000 new recruits each year, only a dozen or so can arrive on time."

"They will be punished for being late, which is part of basic training."

Although Jin Wuyou said he wanted to forget her identity, the soldiers still found it hard to ignore it once they actually knew.

Jin Wuyou nodded and asked no more questions.

It wasn't until it was almost dark that the new recruits who were with her finally arrived, dragging their injured bodies.

They were clearly badly beaten and couldn't rest or treat their injuries immediately.

Because they were late, they also had to face punishment from the veterans.

This is the kind of training new recruits should receive, and even if Jin Wuyou arrives on time, he still has to go along with it.

Another instructor who arrived scolded her for not helping her teammates, and to the shock of the soldiers who knew her identity, she was also punished, even more severely than the ordinary soldiers.

Training is training, Jin Wuyou doesn't understand why it has to be suppressed and punished in this way.

Jin Wuyou let their formulaic insults go in one ear and out the other. Amidst the horrified looks of the soldiers who knew her identity, Jin Wuyou picked up her equipment and set off.