Godslayer: Agent of the Gods, the Stabilizing Force at the Start

After the battle ended, Yuan Gang said a few words and then told everyone to return to the dormitory building that Wang Mian had repaired to rest.

Exhausted after a long day, the new recruits fell asleep the moment their heads hit the pillow.

At this moment, the noise in the camp had completely subsided, leaving only the occasional chirping of insects and deafening snoring.

The whole world was immersed in a tranquil and mysterious deep blue. Moonlight filtered through the sparse clouds, dappling every corner of the camp.

ding ding ding ......

The piercing whistle echoed throughout the training camp, completely shattering the silence of the night.

Su Ming woke up with a start, glanced at the Patek Philippe watch on the table, and frowned slightly.

"So we really are back in the barracks."

Su Ming woke up Shen Qingzhu, who was still fast asleep, and quickly put on his military uniform and ran downstairs.

The drowsy Shen Qingzhu got up and looked at Su Ming's hurried back. She was first confused, then looked out the window and saw a light like the sun scanning back and forth below. There were already many new recruits standing downstairs, still adjusting their uniforms, and even many more were running down.

Shen Qingzhu immediately snapped out of her daze and ran downstairs while getting dressed.

"Didn't we just finish the competition? And now we have to do special training again?"

Under the cover of night, three military instructors stood upright on the platform of the training field, their serious gazes fixed on the rustling crowd below.

Gradually, more recruits arrived. Hong Xuan held a stopwatch in his hand, constantly watching the approaching crowd, as if waiting for something.

When the last few people arrived, Hong Xuan looked expressionlessly at the drowsy crowd below the stage and said, "Today is your first day of formal recruit training."

In my first lesson, I'll teach you what discipline and execution are.

Upon hearing the whistle, whether you're defecating or urinating, stop immediately and you must arrive at the training ground assembly point within three minutes.

Hong Xuan glanced at everyone and said, "Anyone who has been here for more than three minutes since the whistle blew, please step forward."

The new recruits on the drill platform started discussing it, and three or four more came out one after another.

"Instructor Hong, we don't know how long it has taken, what should we do?" a new recruit asked, raising his hand.

"You, go run ten laps first."

"You..." Xinbin looked at Hong Xuan's expression, and before he could finish speaking, he stepped out of line and ran off.

Hong Xuan said, "You guess without knowing your own time. You've seen the watch on my wrist, right? You can take a bet. If you lose, you'll be penalized double."

After he finished speaking, the expressions of the new recruits below the stage became complicated. Then, dozens more new recruits came forward.

Once everyone was in position, Hong Xuan pointed at a few people.

"You, you, and you... step forward and run twenty laps with the weights. Everyone else, rest where you are."

A series of groans rang out from the ranks as they reluctantly walked to the training platform, picked up their weights, and began to run.

As for the forbidden ruins, they have naturally been suppressed.

In the distance, among the running group, a fat man could be vaguely seen lagging behind, struggling to move forward little by little.

Su Ming was no longer sleepy because the whistle had stopped, but he didn't want to sit idly, so he stood aside and cheered Baili Pangpang on.

"Fatty, run faster! There are only nine and a half laps left. When you run, you need to breathe in and out slowly, understand?"

"Fatty, can you run faster? I can walk faster than you. If you keep running like this, will you even have time for breakfast?"

Baili Pangpang, panting heavily, said helplessly, "Ming... Brother, could you... please stop nagging in my ear? My head... is about to explode."

"Alright, I'll go check on Shen Qingzhu. Tell me if you don't want to run anymore, and I'll help you figure something out." After saying that, Su Ming turned around to find Shen Qingzhu, who was taking a walk on the track.

Baili Pangpang's voice came from behind.

"Ming... Brother, what's the solution? I'm exhausted."

"Just kidding. Good luck." Su Ming waved his hand and walked towards Shen Qingzhu.

But Hong Xuan had already walked over and was cursing at Shen Qingzhu: "Are you fucking running? Run!"

But if he starts running, how can Shen Qingzhu be called a cool guy?

“You like walking, huh? Then add ten more laps. If you can’t finish in two hours, then add ten more.” Hong Xuan’s voice was already burning with anger.

Shen Qingzhu frowned slightly, staring at Hong Xuan's angry eyes, before starting to run seriously.

After everyone had finished running, the instructor led a group of wild beasts, who looked like they hadn't eaten in ten years, toward the canteen.

In the huge canteen, there were two large basins on the table, one containing white steamed buns and the other containing raw meat.

The meat still had fresh blood streaks on it.

The freshmen entering the cafeteria were bewildered. Was this raw meat even edible?

Just as Shen Qingzhu was about to protest, several more people walked in.

They walked in wearing grey cloaks and carrying masks, and went straight to a round table to the side.

An old man in a chef's uniform came out to greet them, saying, "Hey, you young rascals, what brings you up so early? That's rare."

“Old Sun, we have to set an example. You’ve been cooking here all these years.” Wang Mian stood up and said respectfully.

"Stop talking, this old man will cook you some food and bring it over in a bit," Old Sun called out to the kitchen.

Immediately afterwards, a person came out carrying a large plate with dishes on it, and the aroma instantly filled the entire cafeteria.

Two hundred pairs of eyes, like those of hungry wolves, were fixed on the dishes on the table.

Wang Mian didn't bother to say anything, placed Ge Yuan on the table, and started eating.

At this moment, Whirlpool picked up a piece of braised pork from the table, stood up, and walked towards Su Ming, who was chatting with Hong Xuan.

When it arrived, the braised pork was first waved in front of Su Ming a couple of times.

"Does it smell good?" The swirling voice was full of temptation.

Baili Pangpang, smelling the aroma, swallowed and replied, "It smells good."

Su Ming looked at the disappointing Baili Pangpang, shook his head, turned around and put his arm around Hong Xuan's shoulder, saying, "Come on, let's go have a drink together?"

Hong Xuan was a little stunned when he heard Su Ming's words, but he quickly realized that Su Ming was a special forces soldier who had become a night watchman.

As a special forces soldier, he had already experienced even tougher training than this.

This level of training is completely unnecessary.

"Let's go," Hong Xuan said.

Su Ming casually replied, "Yeah, it's the same food the Masked Squad eats!"

Hong Xuan shook his head instead: "No, it has to be even more luxurious than theirs! After all, ours is an instructor's desk."

Suddenly, even the braised pork in his hand didn't smell so good anymore. His attempt to show off had backfired, and he'd gotten himself humiliated instead.

"Damn, I almost forgot that Su Ming is already a Night Watchman, he doesn't need to follow this rule anymore!"

Before they even arrived, the Masked Squad had already planned to use this opportunity to mock Su Ming and have a friendly interaction.

The vortex was the first warrior, but it seems he failed.

Wang Mian felt somewhat relieved, thankful that he hadn't made any sarcastic remarks.