Chapter 126 A Show of Power
Wen Le felt that he had learned a lesson on the first day he came here. He understood that there are always people better than you. He was not the only one who was capable in this world. There were many people who were more capable than him.
So we still have to keep a low profile.
However, despite his attempts to keep a low profile, some people wouldn't let him off the hook. It seemed the seniors were trying to intimidate him, and because of his age, they didn't trust him enough, suspecting his reputation was simply a product of the Therapists Association. Even if he truly possessed even a modest level of ability, such boasting would make it tenfold.
They knew the nature of the association better than anyone else, and they had all been in it, so they all agreed that Wen Le was a fake who was promoted by the association. It just so happened that this fake had a strong backstage and a master who helped pave the way for him, and actually arranged him into their First Legion.
Although the First Legion is recognized as a gilded holy land, those who can serve here are recognized as the elite among the elites, and officers who leave here will be promoted faster than their peers, but it is not easy to stay here. Without real skills, you will be kicked out sooner or later.
I just don’t know how long Wen Le can stay here.
The seniors in the logistics department were speculating about how long Wen Le would stay. One even considered placing a bet, only to be reprimanded by their team leader: "If you don't want to be put in solitary confinement, keep quiet." Betting like this was fine as a private affair, but to actually do it out in the open—was it because they felt they had no evidence for their opponents to exploit? This was a blatant violation of discipline; if their opponents found out, they'd probably make a big fuss.
While the First Legion may appear to be enjoying a good life on the surface, they are secretly watched by countless eyes, waiting for them to make a mistake so they can be torn down from their position. The First Legion's attention and benefits are first-rate, making them the envy of other legions. As a legionary, who wouldn't want more attention and benefits?
To obtain these, they naturally had to dethrone the First Legion and take the top spot themselves. This would naturally lead to more people secretly watching them. There were also hostile forces who wished the Legion would disappear, so they would naturally keep a close eye on them. As a result, the First Legion had to act cautiously. While they could still do what they wanted behind the scenes, they at least couldn't let anyone get hold of them.
Everyone naturally knew this unwritten rule, so even after being scolded by the team leader, they all smiled and went about their business, not taking it to heart at all.
However, he paid more attention to the rookie Wen Le.
Wen Le had no idea his seniors were planning a showdown. He rushed over as soon as he received the notification, but no one was there to greet him. That would have been fine; he wasn't a big shot anyway, so he could just find his way around. But trouble struck when he arrived at the base gate. Without someone to greet him, he couldn't get in, even with a certificate from the school. The guard had said he couldn't enter without someone to meet him.
Not only that, he couldn't stay outside the base for a long time, let alone wander around. Otherwise, if he was caught, he would be sued in a military court for spying on military secrets. If he wasn't careful, he might even be labeled a spy and charged with treason, which would be an unjust death.
However, if Wen Le missed his registration time, the system would deem him late, forcing him to be locked up in a dark room. This would also be noted on his internship report, a fact that would haunt him for the rest of his life. This would not only leave a bad impression on others but also impact his future prospects. It could be said that this show of force had truly hit the mark. Being dealt a heavy blow by a so-called senior on the first day of registration was like being deliberately isolated.
Wen Le felt as sick as if he'd eaten a fly. Bullying newcomers was commonplace, and it was commonplace in the military. It was especially prevalent. Most people would have tolerated this, but Wen Le refused to accept it. He hadn't come here on purpose, and now that he was here, they'd deliberately left him out and made him late. He couldn't bear the loss.
As a three-star healer, he might not be worth much in the First Legion, but the lower legions would all scramble for him. He didn't believe that he would have no place to intern if he left here.
So Wen Le sent a video call to the school, briefly explaining what had happened and emphasizing, "If I'm not welcome here, please ask the school to help arrange an internship elsewhere. This would be better for everyone and wouldn't waste anyone's time." Did he really think his time was free, just because he was a newcomer, that he should be bullied by the so-called seniors?
As for future trouble, Wen Le wasn't afraid. He was still a student, backed by the school and the association. Even if they weren't, if his bullying of newcomers were exposed, they'd be in big trouble. He actually hoped those regiments wouldn't want him, so he wouldn't even have to do an internship.
Of course, this was the worst-case scenario. The Corps couldn't just let him graduate so easily, because theoretically, if he didn't intern with the Corps, he wouldn't have to go back after graduation, and graduates could directly find employment elsewhere. The Corps would still suffer the consequences, as once this loophole was opened, more people would take advantage.
The school quickly responded to the bullying that Wen Le suffered on his first day. They called the corps adjutant and delivered a barrage of criticism, essentially saying, "You don't feel bad for them because they're not your students, but we do." If they continue to bully others like this, they won't be able to get a spot in the school anymore. Wen Le won't be given to them anymore, and the school will take them away!
As for the issue of new students being late for internships, the school wasn't worried at all. It wasn't their fault, so even if they reported the matter, they'd be right. And if they got into trouble with the First Corps, they wouldn't be able to get a spot from the school anymore. They weren't afraid, even if they were the First Corps.
The school was quite strict in this regard, especially since this incident was the Corps' fault. Bullying newcomers happens in every profession, but few are so blatant, and even fewer are so foolish. So the adjutant was irrationally offended, and couldn't say anything.
As for the school's tough attitude that offends people, it is impossible for Wen Le to be unlucky in the future. Unless Wen Le himself is a softie who allows others to bully him, they will never do anything as excessive as this time.
As soon as the school came out, someone came out to pick up Wen Le. When the other person saw Wen Le, he said with a fake smile: "Good job, kid, you've learned to complain. Tsk tsk, brother is just a little late, is it really that important? After all, you are a child who has not grown up and still needs your parents."
Wen Le glanced at him, then opened his laptop, pulled out his address book, and pointed to a message he had sent to the logistics team upon arriving at the base. After waiting for nearly five minutes, Wen Le called the school. Then, after waiting for another message for nearly fifteen minutes, the man casually said he was a little late.
Wen Le wasn't about to indulge him. He said bluntly, "Senior, your efficiency is truly remarkable! If you were this efficient on the front lines, I'm afraid the entire army would be left with nothing."
Do you think he's a newbie and easy target? I won't let you bully me. If you dare, I'll stab you. Besides, this isn't his fault. If it were a work-related issue, it would be fine. It's just that he's not professional enough. But to give him the cold shoulder on his first day and then to decide he'll be punished for being late is unbearable. He was being polite by just calling the school. If he had gone to the association, I'm afraid the situation would have gotten even more serious.
The other person obviously hadn't expected Wen Le to retort, and their eyes widened. Wen Le stared back without showing any weakness, until the other person couldn't resist and looked away first. He groaned inwardly, thinking that he would have to tell his teammates about this when he got back. This rookie had a bad temper, so it was best not to provoke him.
However, he still didn't take Wen Le seriously. After all, Wen Le was a newcomer who knew nothing. If they really wanted to deal with him, they would have plenty of ways to do it. As for being slapped in the face by Wen Le's strength later, that was a story for another time.
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