Under Fang Mo's guidance, Ding Chongfeng and Li Zhenzhen accurately broke through the two encirclements of the caregivers and temporarily got rid of them.

Ding Chongfeng leaned against the wall, sweat all over his forehead. He glanced at Li Zhenzhen who was just panting slightly beside him, and then glanced at Fang Mo who looked fine on the wall. The corners of his mouth twitched wildly...

Why are there so many monsters in this training camp?

"How much time is left?"

"Eight minutes."

"No wonder." Fang Mo nodded. "These 'mysterious' attacks are getting faster and faster, and they are very organized. They don't seem like random attacks. It should be that Qiye Da... Instructor Lin is controlling them from behind and putting pressure on us."

"Then what should we do?" Li Zhenzhen was distressed. "If it was that person who arranged the troops himself, we would still be doomed..."

"It shouldn't be that serious, right?" Ding Chongfeng let out a long sigh, his heartbeat slowed down for a while, and said, "Instructor Lin did this probably to train us physically under extreme conditions. His first goal shouldn't be to kill us all, so there must be a way out."

"That's right." Fang Mo nodded in agreement. "I can smell the locations of these 'mysterious' ones. Just follow me for a while. I should be able to hold out for a few more minutes."

"good!"

The three of them looked at each other, and began to shuttle through the complex terrain again, avoiding the "mysterious" pursuit around them.

A few minutes later, the familiar whistle sounded again, and many "mysteries" stopped at the same time, retreated like the tide, and disappeared without a trace.

"The training is over." Lin Qiye's calm voice echoed in every corner of the training camp, "All surviving recruits, assemble on the playground within three minutes."

After hearing these words, Ding Chongfeng and others, who had been nervous, finally relaxed.

They did not stop, but walked directly towards the playground. After all, their physical strength had reached its limit. If they relaxed again, it would be difficult to climb back to the playground...

They had barely managed to avoid being locked up in a small dark room. It would be too frustrating if they were punished to be sent back to the small dark room again for such a strange reason.

When Fang Mo walked to the playground, he found that there were very few surviving recruits.

Apart from him, Li Zhenzhen, Ding Chongfeng, and the siblings Su Zhe and Su Yuan who were still arguing, there were only two or three other people, their faces filled with relief at having survived the disaster.

"Su Yuan, what do you mean? Why did you give me the middle finger just now?"

"? Do you have that serious illness?"

"Why are you still swearing? Can't you be a little respectful to your brother?"

"Brother, do you have that serious illness?"

“…”

Looking at the two siblings quarreling, Ding Chongfeng coughed twice and turned away silently.

At the same time, several figures wearing crimson cloaks were slowly walking towards here.

Su Zhe and Su Yuan immediately shut their mouths, stood obediently in a row with the others, lowered their heads and said nothing.

"You performed very well." Lin Qiye's eyes swept over these people one by one, "Congratulations, you have avoided the fate of entering the small dark room. Now, you can go to the cafeteria to prepare for dinner."

Joy suddenly appeared in the eyes of several people.

Lin Qiye opened his mouth, as if he was about to say something, but suddenly he was stunned and turned to look at the gate of the training camp.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

"Qingyu, I'll leave it to you next. I'll be leaving for a while." After hesitating for a moment, Lin Qiye said to An Qingyu who was wearing a Tang Monk mask beside him.

An Qingyu nodded.

Lin Qiye's figure flashed and he left the place.

…

Outside the training camp.

A ragged young man, with his left eye closed, was walking slowly along the path.

"stop!"

On the observation tower outside the training camp, several sniper rifles instantly locked onto him, and the officers stationed outside the training camp frowned at the same time.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

The young man raised his head and said calmly, "My name is Lu Baoyou, and I'm here to participate in the new recruit training."

The officers were startled, and after looking through the information, they answered again:

"Lu Baoyou, your qualification as a new recruit has been cancelled. Go home."

"I have been back." Lu Baoyou said lightly, "So, I am back again..."

"You shouldn't have come back. Your qualifications have been revoked. We can't let you in."

Several sniper rifles were mounted on the observation deck, aiming at Lu Baoyou from different angles, with no intention of backing down.

They are not instructors of this training camp, but officers responsible for peripheral monitoring. They don't care why Lu Baoyou left or why he was disqualified. Their mission is to guard the gate and prevent unauthorized people from entering.

Lu Baoyou glanced at the officers, said nothing more, and slowly sat down where he was.

In front of the huge training camp, he just sat there like a homeless child, stubborn and determined.

The officers frowned.

"What should we do now?" one of the officers asked quietly, "He's just a kid here for training, not an enemy. We can't shoot him, can we?"

"That's not necessary... send a car over and take him back."

"Can he get in the car with us?"

"Then drag him away forcefully. We can't let him sit here like this forever, right?"

"He is a poor child indeed..."

“…”

At this moment, a ray of night flashed out from the training camp behind the observation tower and turned into a man in a crimson cloak, walking slowly towards them.

"Captain Lin."

"Captain Lin."

When the officers saw Lin Qiye, they saluted and took half a step back.

Lin Qiye hummed and set his gaze on Lu Baoyou in front of the observation deck. Seeing his closed left eye, his eyes narrowed slightly.

At the same time, the snow-white blade of [Zhan Bai] condensed out from the void and automatically returned to the scabbard. The shadow of a white bear flashed by, as if whispering something to Lin Qiye.

A smile flashed across Lin Qiye's lips, and then he returned to calm.

He walked across the observation tower and came in front of Lu Baoyou.

"Have you found the answer?" he asked calmly.

"Um."

Lu Baoyou sat on the ground, looked up at Lin Qiye, frowned, hesitated for a moment, stood up from the ground, and looked at him equally.

"I've been home, and I've found the answer... Now, I want to come back." He said seriously.

Lin Qiye looked at Lu Baoyou's only remaining eye and was silent for a moment.

"Tell me, who are you?"

"I'm Lu Baoyou."

"That's not what I'm asking."

“That’s my answer.”

Lu Baoyou said calmly, "Whether I'm the agent of a fallen angel or the son of the night watchman Lu Qiu... I'm not anyone's puppet, nor am I anyone's shadow. I just want to walk my own path."