42: Chapter 42 A Rat Droppings?

That night, the alarms at the Wilderness Base rang for half the night.

Instructor Lei Zhan's small building collapsed halfway; it was all the good work of that freshman named Lin Fan.

But that wasn't the end of it.

What was most absurd was that when Instructor Lei Zhan crawled out of the ruins, his face as black as the bottom of a pot, that perpetrator Lin Fan was still standing there, looking expectant and begging to be hit.

Instructor Lei Zhan held back.

He really did hold back.

If this were anywhere else, he would have twisted this kid's head off to use as a soccer ball long ago.

But he suddenly realized one thing.

This kid was a masochist.

The more you hit him, the more excited he got; the more you hit him, the more pumped up he became.

How was this a punishment? This was clearly a reward!

Who was Instructor Lei Zhan? He was a tactical expert.

People who play tactics are all black-hearted!

Since physical attacks were ineffective against you, then he would switch methods.

Mental torture!

Instructor Lei Zhan's lips curled into a smile, his dark circles looking as vigorous as ever!

The next morning.

Before dawn, the ear-piercing assembly whistle exploded through the dormitory building.

"Toot—!!!"

"All freshmen! Gather at the parade ground within three minutes! One second late, and you're expelled!"

The dormitory building instantly descended into chaos.

A group of bleary-eyed students scrambled out, tumbling and crawling.

Some had their shoes on the wrong feet, others had their pants pulled up only halfway.

Three minutes later.

Thousands of freshmen stood shivering in the cold wind, each one frozen like a quail.

The mornings in the Wilderness were below freezing.

Instructor Lei Zhan stood on the high platform, his face gloomy.

The half-collapsed small building behind him hadn't been repaired yet, looking particularly jarring.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

Instructor Lei Zhan asked coldly.

No one dared to speak.

With that commotion last night, which sounded like an earthquake, who could sleep well?

Instructor Lei Zhan suddenly sneered.

"It seems you all have plenty of energy."

"Since everyone is so energetic, and there are people climbing walls in the middle of the night to spar with me, then today's training volume will be doubled!"

Whoa!

The whole crowd wailed.

"Why?!"

"We didn't climb any walls!"

"Who did it?! So wicked!"

Instructor Lei Zhan ignored these complaints entirely.

His single eye swept to the last row of the formation.

Lin Fan was standing there, picking his nose with an indifferent expression.

"Lin Fan!"

Instructor Lei Zhan roared.

Everyone's gaze instantly focused on him.

Lin Fan immediately stood at attention: "Present! Good morning, Instructor! You look like you're in good spirits, Instructor!"

The veins on Instructor Lei Zhan's forehead throbbed.

In good spirits?

I almost had a cerebral hemorrhage from anger last night!

"Student Lin Fan's performance last night was very 'outstanding'."

Instructor Lei Zhan gritted his teeth, emphasizing those two words heavily.

"In order to commend such outstanding performance, I have decided that for today's morning exercises, everyone will carry a fifty-kilogram load and run one hundred laps around the base!"

"Whenever you finish running, that's when you eat breakfast!"

"If Lin Fan makes a mistake, the whole group is implicated!"

"As long as one person hasn't finished, no one is allowed to stop!"

After he finished speaking, the whole place fell into dead silence.

Immediately after, an explosive wave of resentment erupted.

Thousands of eyes, filled with killing intent, stared fixedly at Lin Fan.

A fifty-kilogram load? One hundred laps?

This is going to run people to death!

Just because this guy went crazy and provoked the instructor in the middle of the night?

"What are you looking at?"

Lin Fan felt the murderous gazes around him, but instead of panicking, he felt a little smug.

He waved his hand at the crowd.

"Why is everyone so enthusiastic?"

"Do you all know I'm the national top scorer?"

"Low profile, keep a low profile."

A big guy with A-Grade Talent next to him wished he could rush up and bite him.

"Low profile, my foot!"

"Lin Fan! Are you sick?!"

"If you want to die, don't drag us down with you!"

Xia Wanqiu stood next to Lin Fan, so ashamed she buried her head in her chest.

It was too embarrassing.

Really too embarrassing.

How could she know such a troublemaker!

And she even kind of liked him!

Her brain must be muddled!

Only Murong Yan had a smile on her lips.

She actually found Lin Fan interesting.

"Begin!"

Instructor Lei Zhan gave the order.

The gravity field was activated.

Everyone was forcibly stuffed with a huge lead-filled backpack on their backs by the instructor.

The formation began to run in a scattered manner.

One hundred laps!

That was forty or fifty kilometers!

And that was with a fifty-kilogram load!

Many girls didn't even weigh fifty kilograms themselves!

Before they had even run two laps, some physically weaker girls started crying.

"Wuwuwu... I can't do it..."

"I hate Lin Fan to death!"

"I don't want to run anymore..."

Resentment spread through the group.

Every minute and every second, everyone's hatred for Lin Fan skyrocketed.

Meanwhile, Instructor Lei Zhan stood on the high platform, watching all of this.

A cruel smile finally curled at the corner of his mouth.

Yes.

That's it.

Lin Fan, aren't you very good at taking a beating?

Aren't you very arrogant?

Then I will make you an enemy of the people!

When thousands of people hate you to the bone, let's see if you can still be this arrogant!

This move is called using a borrowed knife to kill.

However.

Instructor Lei Zhan calculated everything, but he miscalculated one point.

The brain circuitry of this guy Lin Fan was simply not that of a normal person.

In the group.

Lin Fan was running happily with his fifty-kilogram backpack.

To his current physical fitness, this kind of load was no different from carrying cotton.

As he ran, he kept shouting encouragement to the classmates next to him who were tired like dead dogs.

"Bro, lift your legs higher!"

"That girl, don't cry, shedding tears will dehydrate you!"

"Come on everyone! Run! Life lies in exercise!"

"Let me teach everyone how to complete the morning exercises more easily!"

As he said this, he actually did an acceleration sprint, directly lapping a group of people.

This scene completely ignited the crowd's fury.

That pulled the hatred level straight to the max!

If looks could kill, Lin Fan would have been cut into a thousand pieces by now.

In the crowd.

A burly freshman, who was exactly Lei Hu whom Lin Fan had "insulted" yesterday, stared fixedly at Lin Fan's back, his eyes red.

"Damn it!"

"This is too bullying!"

"This kid is treating us like monkeys!"

Several other freshmen who were equally exhausted gathered around.

"Brother Hu, we can't just let it go!"

"Get him! We must get him!"

"After training ends, let's find a chance to teach him a lesson on how to behave!"

...

These one hundred laps lasted until the afternoon!

Not to mention breakfast and lunch, they were almost going to miss dinner too!

Most of the freshmen were sprawled on the ground with their tongues hanging out, feeling like their legs weren't their own.

Quite a few had fainted and were carried away for IV drips.

Forget eating, they didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

Only Lin Fan.

After finishing the run, this guy actually ran to the cafeteria and ordered food for ten people.

He called out at the cafeteria entrance, "Xia Wanqiu, Murong, come here quickly, there's actually no one in the cafeteria!"

Xia Wanqiu: "..."

Of course there's no one!

People are dying outside!

She was also soaked in sweat, her hair sticking to her face.

Murong Yan was a bit better, but not by much.

Her body was also covered in sweat.

"Thanks, you actually knew to help us get food."

Murong Yan led Xia Wanqiu as they walked to Lin Fan's side.

As a Level 3 Martial Master, she could still hold on.

"You're welcome! Let me help the class monitor!"

Lin Fan immediately went to help support Xia Wanqiu.

Murong Yan's lips curled up, blocking Lin Fan, "No, no, it's very dangerous for little sister Xia Wanqiu to be near you."

Xia Wanqiu's face flushed slightly.

Lin Fan didn't mind, and he also smiled.

"Then, is it safe for Sister Yan to be near me?"

As he said this, he turned around swiftly, bumped into Murong Yan with his hip, and directly took the opportunity to carry her on his back.

Murong Yan almost subconsciously wrapped her arms around Lin Fan.

Two soft mounds pressed against Lin Fan's body.

In an instant, he felt he could run another hundred laps.

"You guy..."

A blush also flashed across Murong Yan's face.

She didn't expect Lin Fan's movements to be so fast; had he even considered that she would try to stop him?

"Isn't it good to carry you."

Lin Fan bounced her up, his two hands supporting Murong Yan's plump buttocks.

For stability.

Then he walked straight into the cafeteria.

Xia Wanqiu watched the two of them go in like that, her small mouth slightly agape.

She also wanted to be carried by Lin Fan...

No, no, no, what am I thinking.

Xia Wanqiu's face flushed slightly, she shook her head.

She hurriedly followed them inside.

Doing such intimate acts in front of thousands of people was nothing for an extrovert.

But for an introvert like Xia Wanqiu, the level of shame was comparable to public exposure!

Everyone was stunned.

"No way! Why?!"

"Why does this rat dropping get to have two beauties of different temperaments accompanying him?!"

"Wuwuwu! What's the point of living! I'm jumping!"

"Count me in! I'm jumping too!"

"Where's the psychological counselor?! Damn, damn, damn! I'm feeling really uncomfortable!"

Instructor Lei Zhan, standing to the side, looked at the three entering with a meaningful expression.

The three of them were actually able to endure it and could still move freely.

Good sprouts.

Especially this guy Lin Fan, who was actually acting like nothing happened.

But no matter how he looked at it, his level was only at the Martial Apprentice level, how could his physical fitness be so strong?

F-Grade Tenacity... what exactly is so strange about it?

Or is it just that he is truly worthy of being the national top scorer?

Just then, Lin Fan's voice came from inside the cafeteria again.

"Ah~!"

"Refreshing! Mmm~ Juicy and tender!"

"These big meat buns are so delicious! Auntie, give me ten more! Anyway, no one is eating today!"

The people outside instantly had red eyes.

"Lin Fan! I f*** your #$%@!"

Instructor Lei Zhan's mouth twitched immediately, "It's just that he's too despicable..."