70: Chapter 70 You Don't Seem to Be Suitable for This Line of Work...

The assembly whistle blew, and the top batch of geniuses from all over the Great Xia appeared in unison on the open ground in front of the recruit camp.

Three hundred and forty people, or more accurately, three hundred and forty-one people, had already completed their squad assignments, with six people in each small group.

The only five-person squad was personally led by an experienced scout, which came with both some disadvantages and some advantages compared to the other six-person squads.

"From today on, you will systematically learn how to become a qualified scout!"

Zhang Lianqi stood on the podium, his gaze sweeping over the three hundred and forty-one people.

Ignoring Zhuo Jida and Wang Jun, who were winking at Chen Mo, Zhang Lianqi gathered energy in his dantian, his voice booming like rolling thunder.

"Seven days. You only have seven days to learn the basic knowledge about being a scout."

"After seven days, you will be thrown into actual combat. That is when your competition will be at its most intense."

"Only the top one hundred will be recommended for admission to the National Martial Arts University. Whether you can grab this recommendation depends on yourselves!"

At this point, Chen Mo opened the system and took a look at the chain quest three that had already been issued.

[Chain quest issued!]

[Quest Three: Take first place in the National Joint Examination points! And successfully secure a recommendation to the Huaxia National Martial Arts University!]

[Reward: 200 free attribute points, 1 luck attribute point, Skill: Pain Reversal]

In fact, compared to those two hundred free attribute points, Chen Mo was more curious about what kind of changes this single luck attribute point could bring.

Don't underestimate this mere point; his own luck was only 1, so adding this point effectively doubled it.

And then there was Pain Reversal. Just looking at the name, he could make a rough guess, but he would have to wait until he acquired it to study its specific use.

Soon, everyone was divided into classes, with five squads as a unit.

Each class had only one teacher, all of whom were battle-hardened combat heroes who had retired from the battlefield.

"Ahem! Quiet!"

Zhang Lianqi stood on the podium, looking at the geniuses chatting below, and tapped the podium lightly.

"From today on, I will be your homeroom teacher."

"You only have one week to study, and after one week, your basic knowledge will be assessed."

"Don't think that just because you are geniuses, you can live in a greenhouse forever."

"Geniuses who have not experienced life-and-death struggles can never grow into true warriors!"

"Therefore, the scout, the most dangerous profession, is the most suitable for you geniuses with extremely high potential!"

Ignoring Zhang Lianqi, who was talking incessantly on the podium, Zhuo Jida cheekily crept up behind Chen Mo.

"Chen Mo, you came to attend class too?"

Chen Mo was stunned, not understanding what Zhuo Jida meant by that.

"What's wrong with me? Why shouldn't I be allowed to attend class?"

"No, it's not that I'm not letting you attend class, it's just that I feel your image doesn't really fit the word 'scout'..."

Zhuo Jida sized up the wall that could speak and breathe sitting in front of him, and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Chen Mo: "..." Su Qingyue: "..." Wen Wan: "..." Wang Jun: "..."

Those who were familiar with Chen Mo didn't make a sound; everyone actually felt that Zhuo Jida was right.

In the impression of ordinary people, a scout should be someone who is good at hiding themselves and walks on the most dangerous front lines of the battlefield.

But Chen Mo...

Have you ever seen a scout with high damage in their left fist, high damage in their right fist, and a body as hard as iron?

This type of person is usually the one in the banner guard battalion responsible for carrying the great banner, and also the berserker with the strongest individual combat power in the entire camp.

"Why do you care so much? Learning more is never a bad thing."

"In case I go on an assassination or infiltration mission one day, wouldn't this knowledge come in handy?"

Chen Mo started learning with the mindset of 'might as well try just in case,' and the people around him fell into a brainstorm after hearing Chen Mo's words.

A muscular giant who is two and a half meters tall and one meter wide going for an assassination or infiltration...

Does that refer to the kind of assassination and infiltration where you kill everyone so that no one can discover you?

The content of the scout class was different from what everyone imagined; it was not a boring one-way output, but a lively and interesting interactive class.

At 7 PM, everyone who had finished a full day of study flocked to the cafeteria.

But some more diligent people chose to flock to the recruit camp's gym, and Chen Mo was among them.

He hadn't done his daily quest yesterday, losing a whole free attribute point.

Don't underestimate just one free attribute point; it adds up to quite a lot over time.

Just as he walked into the gym, Chen Mo saw a youth with a build similar to his own.

The youth seemed to have sensed something, put down the barbell in his hand, and turned to look at Chen Mo.

It seemed to be a mutual appreciation between big muscle-heads; the two quickly got together, though only in the gym.

...

A few days passed in a flash, and a large amount of knowledge flooded into Chen Mo's mind, which was more or less difficult for this brute with only 8 points of intelligence.

"Brother, it's not easy for an Ascetic Martial Artist like you to make it this far."

After completing today's daily quest, Chen Mo stood up and said to Zhao Tiezhu, who was huffing and puffing while hitting a sandbag not far away.

"That's true. I don't have the talent that you Talent-based Martial Artists have, so I can only put in more effort than you all."

Zhao Tiezhu nodded. He had paid a great price to get here; every battle was a brush with death.

"The exam is in a few days. Are you ready?"

"Anyway, I've learned just about enough."

"Don't think I'm a bit slow just because I look it; my academic grades have always been in the top three in the class."

Zhao Tiezhu gave an honest, simple smile, and Chen Mo didn't refute him at all.

Not to mention anything else, just that crew cut that was half an inch long and the little mustache on his lip—if Zhao Tiezhu said he chose PM2.5 for a multiple-choice question, he would believe it.

"Alright, I'm done training. I won't bullshit with you here anymore."

"I have to go back and review what was taught today. After training, I seem to have forgotten a bit..."

Chen Mo sighed, draped the towel over his shoulder, and left the gym.

"Finished working out?"

Wen Wan handed the energy drink in her hand to Chen Mo and asked with a smile.

"Is it my turn to tutor you next?"

"Student Chen Mo?"