The next morning, Jiang Hua was dragged out of bed by her roommate. Jiang Hua frowned, stood in front of the bed, and said in a bewildered and annoyed tone, "Why are you waking me up so early in the morning? To reincarnate?"
Seeing Jiang Hua's reaction, her roommate didn't think twice and calmly replied, "We have military training today, didn't you forget?"
Jiang Hua's dazed mind instantly cleared. She wanted to quickly grab her clothes and put them on, but accidentally touched her bandaged hand and exclaimed, "Ah!"
Jiang Hua's roommate, who was making the bed, turned around inexplicably, looked at Jiang Hua who was grimacing in pain, and retorted sarcastically, "Why are you yelling so loudly? Are you going to die?"
Jiang Hua was amused by her roommate's tone and laughed a few times, putting the pain from before out of her mind. Then she looked at her hand with concern and said, "Can I ask for leave from military training today? I feel like my hand will be ruined if I finish today's training."
Her roommate glanced at her helplessly and said sympathetically, "Jiang Hua, you should talk to the instructor about this. It's no use talking to me!"
Jiang Hua listened and thought it made sense, so she shakily put on her clothes and prepared to go downstairs to ask the instructor for leave. Her roommate muttered something behind her.
"I think this is unlikely to succeed."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Hua's face darkened. Not wanting to say anything more to her roommate, she headed straight for the instructor.
"Instructor! I have a problem with my hand, can I ask for leave today?" Jiang Hua saluted and said loudly as the instructor approached.
When the instructor saw Jiang Hua salute him, he assumed it was out of respect. However, he was surprised to learn that Jiang Hua was only there to request leave. When the instructor heard Jiang Hua say this, his face darkened. His face, already tanned like coal, now looked remarkably like the dark face of the Duke of Zhou.
"Pfft..." Jiang Hua suddenly burst out laughing for some reason, and the direct result of this was—
The instructor's face darkened even more.
The instructor disliked this disrespectful student very much, so he said in a low, menacing voice, "Your hand is the problem, not your foot. You can run and jump, why are you asking for leave!"
"I..." Jiang Hua wanted to say something more, but was silenced by the instructor's shout.
"Alright, get back to the team now!"
“Yes…” Jiang Hua replied with a worried expression.
Faced with such a fierce and unreasonable instructor, Jiang Hua had no choice but to swallow her grievances.
After a while, everyone arrived, and the instructor had them line up and count off. Then, after they finished counting off, the instructor said...
"Now, let's begin today's military training! First item: sit-ups!"
The first task today wasn't particularly difficult, at least not for Jiang Hua, so her expression wasn't heavy. The others clearly thought the same way, so they were all eager to try, some even sitting on the ground, ready to begin.
But then the instructor suddenly spoke up in a fit of anger: "What's the rush? Get up, all of you! What are you sitting for! I haven't finished speaking yet! First item: sit-ups with barbell pull-ups!"
"Huh? What's this?" a classmate asked curiously.
"What is this?! What kind of question is this? This is a task! A task you must complete!" The instructor seemed not to understand the student's question, and answered crisply.
Some students chuckled at the instructor's answer. In the military, the instructor always adhered to strict discipline as his fundamental principle, and now that he was in school training these kids, he naturally had extremely high expectations for them.
So when he first saw these spoiled, pampered boys, he already had a lot of dissatisfaction in his heart. Now, their laughter provoked the instructor's anger.
"What are you laughing at! After completing the first task, everyone! Yes, everyone! Run ten laps around the track! Anyone who fakes illness or falls behind the group will have to run an extra ten laps! Do you hear me!"
Upon hearing this, the students began to stir more and more, but under the instructor's sharp, eagle-like gaze, many students gave up and stopped whispering among themselves, standing quietly in place.
The instructor was satisfied with the students' current state, so he nodded and signaled them to begin the first task.
Jiang Hua lay on the grass, unable to use her injured hand, so she could only pretend to put it on the crossbar. With her other hand, she used all her strength to barely hold up the crossbar so that it wouldn't fall on her. Then she tried to do sit-ups.
The instructor walked around the group, looked them over, and felt that everyone seemed to be doing quite well. So he pretended to watch for a while and then walked to the side.
Jiang Hua gritted her teeth, barely supporting herself on the crossbeam. Sweat seeped into the bandages binding her hands. Jiang Hua's hands were very painful and astringent, but she dared not speak, afraid that her words would provoke the instructor's anger and implicate the other students.
Jiang Hua's roommate happened to be next to her at that moment. Seeing that Jiang Hua's face was flushed, her roommate knew that her hands probably couldn't withstand the enormous weight, so she secretly helped Jiang Hua support the crossbeam. Although it was just a trivial gesture, Jiang Hua still gave her roommate a grateful look.
After a while, the first task was completed. Seeing that everyone had done well, the instructor did not mention the running laps and moved directly to the next task—climbing the wall.
When the next task was announced, everyone laughed, but having learned from the first experience, no one said anything, only secretly feeling excited. Jiang Hua, however, was miserable.
The first task had already taken up most of Jiang Hua's energy, and now the sweat was being absorbed by the bandages and pooling on the wound, making it extremely uncomfortable. Jiang Hua had to endure the physical exhaustion and overexertion while also suffering from the pain in her hand, and her mental state was gradually deteriorating.
The second task began. At the instructor's command, the students in the same row rushed forward like arrows. Jiang Hua was not to be outdone and ran as fast as she could.
When they reached the wall, Jiang Hua's roommate saw her troubled expression and helped her get across.
As each task was completed, time flew by. Finally, noon arrived, and Jiang Hua asked the instructor for leave to go see her hand during the lunch break. The instructor agreed.
After Jiang Hua left, Zhao Di came looking for her but couldn't find her, so he asked his roommate, "Hey, where did Jiang Hua go?"
The roommates exchanged a glance, knowing that Zhao Di had ulterior motives, so they all said they didn't know. Zhao Di left with regret.
After Jiang Hua returned from getting her hand checked, she asked about the situation. Her roommate told her about Zhao Di's situation, and Jiang Hua felt that she was in trouble again. However, she still slowly moved her hand to log into the game and level up. The members of the guild were very concerned about her.
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