Seven days later.

The cars representing the participants in the exercise headed towards Yanxia Mountain.

This time, in addition to the usual outstanding graduates, there were also a few unexpected "guests" on the bus.

The seventeen graduates and four freshmen looked at each other in disbelief, sitting on the bus and looking extremely distinct.

no way.

This is the first time that non-graduates will participate in joint military exercises.

Although our country is the only country that treats this as a ceremony like a rehearsal for the graduation ceremony, other countries fill their positions with outstanding talents. Therefore, the age gap there may be larger occasionally, but basically the youngest graduates are all around 21 to 22 years old.

But how come there is even someone under 18 years old here this time? ! Seeing Li Jingwen lowering her head and burying her face in her knees, the faces of the graduating class were all blank.

In fact, they also knew that it was impolite to look at a girl like that, but there was nothing they could do as they were truly surprised.

How should I put it? Having two freshmen and one older than them is already outrageous, and now there is another high school student...

This is no longer a question of whether it is outrageous or not, it is simply sending these people to their deaths? !

Every graduating class has emphasized that although the joint military exercise is an exercise, it is also very dangerous. In particular, the location of each exercise is a relatively special place, which means that if you are not strong enough and step into it rashly, you may be in danger of your life.

This is why at least the graduating class can go - the graduating class who have been trained for a period of time at least have enough ability and experience to not lose their composure when faced with emergencies. This is something that ordinary people who have not received training and freshmen who have just entered the college cannot compare to.

But now it seems that there are indeed a few more ordinary people and freshmen here...

Among these people, some more responsible students wanted to run to another bus, report the situation to the teacher, and request to let the freshmen get off the bus.

This is no joke! No matter how talented and brilliant one is, if he has not been forged and tempered enough, he will only be a rough diamond! In the real world, those who can achieve "explosion" are very few and special events with very small probability! Even if it is not for these juniors, just for their own safety, so that they will not be dragged down, they should let these people get off the bus! Facing the eyes of these people, Li Jingwen and the others did not feel anything.

Before coming, they had been warned by the prophet.

Bai Ling: "You will definitely be treated specially after you get on the bus, don't worry about it. No one here will be particularly tough. When we get to the exercise site, they probably won't care about anything else."

"After this week's training, each of you has grown to a certain extent. But the most important thing is to remain vigilant and resolute. If you encounter any danger, do not hesitate and notify immediately!"

"If nothing unexpected happens, you will probably be assigned to different teams. In other people's teams, you don't need to worry about hiding your abilities. This exercise is very special. Although it is valuable, it is also extremely dangerous! If you are not careful, there may be some problems. So, do your best to show yourselves! "Don't be afraid, I'm always behind you."

These were like the words parents give to their children before they leave, and made Li Jingwen and the others feel a little more relaxed.

Although judging from the serious words of the prophet, this exercise seemed rather special, they also had what could be described as "blind" confidence in the prophet's abilities.

Even Song Qingci, who had just joined, had a similar feeling.

The main reason is that Bering has always been too calm and mysterious.

So far, except for the Web Weaver who might have seen a few embarrassing scenes of Bering, everyone else could only see him strolling leisurely into crises and solving one troublesome scene after another with a smile.

Whether it is the "witch" or the "Creator", he doesn't seem to care, as if his status is higher than these beings.

And he can also chat and laugh with Director Wang, Director Qi and others...

So their trust in Bering is understandable.

Strength and performance are the foundation for building trust.

Unless Bering suffers a Waterloo someday, or makes any panic or unusual moves, they will continue to have enough trust in Bering.

This trust relationship is actually quite fragile.

After all, under such conditions, as long as there is a small problem with the person being trusted, the entire strict and orderly logical system may collapse instantly, leading to a crisis of trust and causing the entire group to fall apart.

There is no one in this world who never makes mistakes.

So, such a relationship is actually a time bomb.

But this is a very easy solution for Bering.

He just needs to keep winning.

If you keep winning, you can connect this fragile relationship and build an absolute barrier that cannot be broken.

By that time, if Bering ever lost, they would also regard it as a necessary sacrifice in order to "win" the next time, and wait hopefully for Bering to continue to stand up and calmly stand behind them to let them move forward and charge.

When this kind of relationship is established, then this group will be a real iron barrier, indestructible! Because they are always winning! And they are winning big, even if they lose a little, it is to prepare for the future wins!

So even though it seems that no one believes Li Jingwen and the others now, their belief in Bai Ling is enough to make them ignore these rumors for the time being.

But even though they said that, the others weren't NPCs who could just stand there.

Soon, someone couldn't bear it anymore.

When the bus stopped at the service area nearby for a short rest, someone got off the student bus and jogged to the bus carrying the teachers.

It was obvious from the outside that this bus was much smaller than the previous one, and it also looked older and not as luxurious as the one the students were riding.

Originally, the students thought that this might be because the teacher did not want to sit better than the students and was willing to endure the hardship on purpose, and they were even moved by this.

When he entered, the student realized what "a different world" meant.

His eyes fell on the leather sofa, and the student stared blankly at several teachers sitting on the soft and comfortable chairs, playing with their mobile phones and drinking a few sips of wine in their spare time. He felt that his previous touch was a bit in vain.

This is so luxurious, isn't it?! He felt his scalp tingling.

At this moment, a man stood up from his wheelchair, glanced over here, and then smiled at the person next to him: "It's just as you said, someone came to file a report."

The man next to him was wearing a red scarf, and his pale face looked even more sinister under the car lights. His black windbreaker seemed to wrap around him completely, folding up like wings.

He was originally leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed, but after hearing what the man next to him said, he said without even raising his eyelids: "Very normal."

"If I were them, I wouldn't be able to hold back either," he said calmly. "After all, these people are very responsible and passionate. They would definitely not be able to hold back if they encountered such a situation."

Hearing this, the wheelchair man rolled his eyes: "Who are you calling cold-blooded?"

After patting the handle of the wheelchair, the person in the wheelchair slid from the front of the car to the back with a "beep beep" sound.

Looking at the short person in the wheelchair in front of him, the student didn't dare to say a word, but just held his head high and looked full of energy.

When the wheelchair stopped not far in front of him, the person in the wheelchair stopped and looked around.

As he watched, he smiled and said, "Not bad, very energetic!"

Patting the student on the shoulder, the wheelchair man said casually: "I know what you want to say, go back."

Hearing this, the student couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Director Qi!"

"They are just ordinary people who have not received much training!" he said loudly, "Letting them go for the exercise is no different from asking them to die! And if our exercise is frustrated because of them, then wouldn't that be..."

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the look of the person in the wheelchair.

The person in the wheelchair, or Qi Guang, glanced at him sharply, blocking whatever the student wanted to say in his throat.

The air just froze, as if time had been frozen by Qi Guang's glance.

It might have been a few seconds, or it might have been a few hours.

Qi Guangcai sighed: "Trust me."

"They're fine," he said, patting the guy on the waist. "You guys should be careful not to be overtaken by those guys."

"Those little brats are all learning from their boss, they are very smart. And who knows if their boss will give them any clues. Maybe they know the direction of the next connection and take advantage of the situation."

As he spoke, Qi Guang glanced at the red scarf inconspicuously and curled his lips.

Turning his head, he looked at the student again and said nonchalantly, "Anyway, just take care of yourselves, make more preparations, and don't make mistakes during the exercise. Other people have their own factors, which is not something you need to understand."

"First, do your best to complete this mission. Don't think about writing nonsense," he frowned and said, "Not only you, but also others! This exercise is quite special. Pay full attention to it!"

After hearing this, no matter how unconvinced the student was, he could only move his throat a few times.

Then he silently uttered the word "yes".

Looking at the students getting off the bus, Qi Guang returned to the red scarf and took a can of Coke from the side.

Pulling the ring of the can open, Qi Guang said as he drank, "But are you sure you want your people to come along?"

"Don't you all know that this exercise is very strange, and that they have specially arranged a lot of things? Isn't it a bit too dangerous to let them come now?"

Hearing this, Red Scarf finally opened his eyes.

He glanced at Qi Guang, with an undisguised smile in his warm brown pupils.

"You don't have to worry about that," he said gently, "The hourglass has been set up, and everything that follows will be like fine sand passing through the narrow mouth of a bottle. Everything will go smoothly."

"The only thing I'm concerned about is whether I'll run into a guy in advance in Yanxia Mountain this time."

Qi Guang: "Someone you don't want to meet in advance? Who?"

Bai Ling looked up at the ceiling with deep eyes.

After a long while, he said calmly, "Starscream."

"I don't know if that guy has anything to do with this exercise, but I don't really want to confront him right now."

If I meet him now...

Then he must not be allowed to see Li Jingwen.

Otherwise, exposing Li Jingwen in advance would be of no benefit to Bai Ling.

Thinking of this, his gaze seemed to pass through the roof of the bus and reach straight into the gloomy and dark sky.

Just like the color in his eyes now.

On the other side, Qi Guang looked confused: "Red Spider? Who is that?"

He really didn't know who this guy was.

This is also normal.

Before this, Red Spider had always been unknown.

Bering didn't know the reason, but he speculated that it might be related to Starscream's achievement of the first "origin".

Perhaps he was once a powerful figure long ago, wreaking havoc on the world as a moving scourge, but he eventually folded his wings and has remained dormant until now.

It was not until more than two months later that the name of "Origin" was achieved! So it is completely understandable that Qi Guang did not understand this name.

Therefore, Bai Ling just said tolerantly: "It's okay, you will know what you should know, and you will definitely not know what you shouldn't know. Don't ask, after all, there are too many things involved behind it, and it won't do you any good to tell. I can only say that the water is deep."

Qi Guang: “?”

Riddler, right? I am the only one who says "I know, I know" to others, and no one has ever said this to me! Haha.

Now, you are the first!

Qi Guang angrily threw the can into the trash can next to him.

Even though Bai Ling spoke to him like this, he couldn't do anything to him.

After all, as a riddle teller, he can sometimes understand that telling too much to others is not a good thing.

On the contrary, sometimes if you reveal too much, it may ruin all the plans you have made.

So even though he was really curious, he could only resist the urge to continue asking.

Bai Ling is really the first person who can make Qi Guang so frustrated.

In the past, he was the only one who made others feel depressed.

At most, add Wang Weizheng.

That guy was able to use a knife to get Qi Guang to speak.

So he could only say in boredom: "After entering Yanxia Mountain, remember to go to a meeting."

"By then, basically all the key figures from different countries will be there, and you can follow along."

He said, "Don't you want to increase your popularity? That place will do, but don't do anything too outrageous, or you'll attract criticism in the future."

Hearing this, Bai Ling smiled.

"Of course," he said meaningfully, "I will certainly do what I can."

But, a meeting?

He glanced at his white palms, his eyes thoughtful.

Those traitors should also attend the meeting, right?

In this way, the car drove quickly towards Yanxia Mountain.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, the car arrived at its destination.

This joint military exercise is about to begin.