Chapter 244 Puppet Talisman
This set of actions was smooth and flowing, and was carried out just at the moment when Medipan slammed the table. Whether from the surveillance or from the perspective of outsiders, she was frightened and missed the target, not to mention that she shouted "be careful".
Medipan quickly stepped back, pulling the plate over him to block the spray. Although it didn't hit his face, a lot of cooking oil got on his sleeves and pants, and it dripped down the side of the plate, and his fingers were burned.
"Fuck! You're looking for death!" Medipan roared.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. I was careless. If you hadn't scared me like that, I wouldn't have..." Yun Mo apologized sincerely.
Medipan: "Accidentally? You're so blind you're not careful!"
Medipan threw the plate at her face with a "bang". Yunmo squatted down and the plate fell on the ground and rolled a few times.
Huo Chuan stood up and punched Medipan in the chest. "What are you doing?"
Lan Xing is the sore spot in Yun Mo's heart that cannot be mentioned. If anyone dares to use Lan Xing to humiliate her today, she will let him know how to write the word regret.
The talisman that Yun Mo was holding between her index and middle fingers slipped silently into his trouser leg.
Liu Yueban wanted to rush forward, but Yun Mo said, "Don't move."
Medipan walked forward, wanting to pull her out.
"stop!"
Akbar, dressed in a white cotton shirt, walked over slowly and said, "This is not the territory of my Xhosa family, and you are not allowed to fight."
The storm was quelled under Akbar's power.
Mi Weiss sat aside, shaking his head and watching the show. "The people from the Mei family's side branch are really useless. I thought he was going to do something."
The party was drawing to a close, with only those with ulterior motives still socializing.
Yun Mo prepared to leave with the things she had photographed. Before leaving, she turned around and looked at the center of the ballroom with a strange smile.
Medipan was drinking, and he had drunk quite a lot.
Yun Mo's arms hung down silently, his left hand was pinching his fingers, and his right hand was moving strangely.
Following her movements, Medipan's mind went blank. His body swayed uncontrollably from side to side, throwing his coat, shirt, and pants one by one, like a striptease.
What's going on?
Hu Sangrou came up to pull him, but he pushed her aside.
"Ah!" The wives of the wealthy families screamed in fear, covering their faces and running away.
The pictures of Medipan behaving in a drunken manner quickly made headlines, leaving the Mei family with another scandal in high society.
At this time, Yun Mo had already boarded the hovercraft on her way back, and no one associated this incident with her.
Puppet Talisman, the first experimental product after the soul recovered, seems to be effective.
Three days passed in a flash, and the second exam was coming.
After throwing the black box to Xiao Nan, Yun Mo made some simple preparations.
Only one military backpack is allowed, but the instructor does not restrict the types of items that can be carried. In addition to the necessary clothes, Yun Mo brought a lot of bottles and jars, and even a pot.
This time it is most likely in the wild. She is short of money and might be able to take the opportunity to make some money.
Although they had a few days to rest, everyone was in a bad mood because they had exams coming up.
In military academies, their lives can be roughly divided into several aspects, including military training, theoretical study, and ideological education. Military training is definitely the part that no one likes.
The intensity of the exam is only stronger than that of military training.
The short vacation after the exam is like a carrot in front of a donkey for students, and it is also their biggest motivation at the moment.
However, it would be a different story if they knew that they might have to stand guard or perform other tasks during the holidays.
The instructor looked at the students and expressed satisfaction.
It seems that moderate pressure is right. Seeing their anxiety, I feel inexplicably happy.
This assessment was conducted in teams, each consisting of five people, corresponding to the five-person squads in the military camp. The exam content was jungle warfare.
The information was sent to each person's intelligent brain, and everyone lowered their heads to study it, feeling a little dizzy.
"What kind of trick is this?"
"Are you stupid? Did you learn intelligence analysis class in vain? This is not a secret code, how can you not understand it?" The person next to him looked disgusted.
"I understand that. But I'm not sure if I understand it correctly. The initial information we received was that we would be given a classified document, right?"
A boy said helplessly. He wanted to explain it properly, but he was given the cold shoulder instead.
"Yes! But it may not be a document, it could also be a portable decryptor." Someone immediately responded.
"So? Does this mean we are asked to decipher it, and if we succeed, we will pass?" the boy said to himself.
"Yes," the first person said impatiently, then turned and left.
How could there be such a slow-witted person? I was too lazy to talk to him and went to find a group myself.
Yun Mo lowered her eyes in thought. They were right. It was indeed like that.
However, another very important point is that the scores will be assessed by the instructors based on the performance during the assessment period.
She still has the ability and confidence to decipher the code.
A five-person team and group activities should also assess teamwork ability.
Yun Mo breathed a sigh of relief. For the first time, she felt that the assessment had extended a hand of friendship to her.
Whether we can pull up the score that is dragged down by physical fitness may depend on this.
Without giving them much time to prepare, the list of members was sent over again.
Yun Mo looked down at the groups. It seemed like they were randomly formed, but they were also very particular. All those who were close to each other on a daily basis were separated.
After all, when they enter the military in the future, it will not be possible to only be with classmates they are familiar with and share the same ideals with. Comrades who can be trusted will appear at any time, and adapting to them and quickly finding their own rhythm is the result they want.
This list shows that the instructors understand their students much better than they think.
However, Yunmo's team is still pretty good.
Except for Chen Ping from Jiuxiao Society, I have dealt with all the others.
When the instructor appeared at the front of the team, the chattering stopped.
"Are you ready?"
The instructor's trouser legs were tucked into his military boots, and his face was cold without a trace of smile, which made many people feel nervous.
"Instructor, can you tell us where we are going?" a bold student asked.
"Does it matter whether you die early or late?" The instructor curled his lips.
All beings: ...That's a huge difference.
Life is full of different situations, some are excited, some are sad, some are shrewd...
The restlessness on the young face slowly subsided as the hovercraft started and time passed.
The students were scattered in different cars. I thought they would arrive in a short time, but they ended up sitting there for most of the day.
Bumps, sharp turns, switching roads back and forth... they could feel it even in the closed compartment.
"Where are we going?"
"What are you going to do?"
As physiological functions such as eating, drinking, defecating and urinating occur, patience is gradually eroded.
(End of this chapter)
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