Dark clouds filled the sky, few people were on the ground, and the house was quiet as the two slept peacefully.
It was a rare, gentle evening, an unexpected harmony.
Unfortunately, their sleep didn't last long, and the next day arrived quickly. To prevent Fang Hua from being slow, Fang Rong deliberately got up an hour and ten minutes earlier. The hour was used to brush his teeth and wash his face while buying steamed buns, and the ten minutes were specifically set aside to urge Fang Hua to wash his face and brush his teeth.
Because he was slow-paced, Fang Rong was afraid he would ruin things, so she didn't cook any meals and just bought a dozen or so steamed buns outside to eat.
It is now 2180. The military is no longer so closed off, especially for their elite soldiers, who are much more relaxed.
Because it's in the city center, there's everything available outside the queue, from tea eggs and steamed buns to congee and eight-treasure porridge.
He bought two more bottles of milk, which Fang Hua drank entirely. He drank milk without restraint, consuming whatever was available without regard for quantity. Therefore, Fang Rong had to keep an eye on him while continuing their journey.
Although I got up very early, it was still my first day reporting for duty, and I rushed over because I wanted to make a good impression before everyone arrived. But when I got there, I found the parade ground already full of people, lined up in neat rows. Their movements and slogans were all perfectly synchronized, without a single sound. Everyone was dressed in military uniform, looking very smart and capable.
Fang Rong was terrified. Weren't we supposed to meet at seven? How come everyone arrived at six?
This was his first time joining the army, and everything he heard came from Meng Xiuyuan or his adjutant. Of course, both of them were busy people. Although they would say to call if anything happened, they were actually too busy to meddle in other people's business.
Fang Rong wasn't a troublesome person. He would follow instructions if someone reminded him, and if not, he would figure it out himself. He didn't want to bother others, so when Meng Xiuyuan told him to meet at seven o'clock, he arrived at six o'clock, but he was still late.
The instructor was a tough guy. When he saw that the two of them were delicate and had gotten in through connections, even the general came to plead for them to be treated better. He was a very upright man and looked down on those who got in through connections, so he never gave them a friendly look.
"I'm two minutes and twenty-three seconds late," he said, staring at his watch.
Normally, teams get up at five and assemble at six. Meng Xiuyuan was worried that he wouldn't be able to adapt, so he specifically told him to come later. He never expected to encounter this situation.
Fang Rong couldn't help but explain, "Meng Xiuyuan said..."
"There are no generals here, only instructors." His use of the term "general" only fueled the instructor's disgust. "Being late is being late. You're late on your first day as a recruit? Don't you have any respect for discipline?!"
Fang Rong fell silent. He had only been there for one day when the instructors gave him a hard time. He was feeling incredibly frustrated.
Fang Hua stood beside him and hooked her finger around his.
"What kind of behavior is this, pulling and tugging?" The instructor, with his sharp eyes, had spotted it again. "Do you think this is a kindergarten?"
Fang Rong blushed with embarrassment and couldn't help but let go of Fang Hua's hand.
Fang Hua, not understanding, tilted her head to look at him.
"The recruits were late on their first day and called the general by his first name. Now they show no remorse. Go run ten laps around the parade ground." He made the two of them run ten laps around the parade ground to test their abilities. After all, they were new recruits, and they got in through connections. If their physical condition was too poor, he would have a reason to argue with the general.
He had always thought the general was upright and honest, but he never expected him to do something like this—planting a relative in the tribe and openly asking him to take care of him. It was outrageous.
After running a few laps, he had a better understanding of Fang Rong's situation. Fang Rong was very unsure of himself and dared not even dream of making it into the elite first-class team. On the contrary, Fang Hua was very steady and maintained his speed no matter how much time had passed, taking one step at a time.
He was quite satisfied with Fang Hua.
Military discipline is tight; everything must be done in a race against time. Not only do you have to wash your face and brush your teeth early, but you also have to eat and dress early. There are basically no peaceful days.
It was already a bit overwhelming for them to join the army for the first time, and on top of that, the instructors didn't really like them. Although they didn't deliberately make things difficult for them, they never gave them a friendly look either.
Fang Hua was a bit better. He hardly cared about other people's opinions, and although he was slow, he was very patient. He always lagged behind at the start of each morning run, but he maintained his pace from beginning to end and eventually overtook everyone and won first place.
Fang Rong is different. He is, after all, an ordinary person and cannot accept the naked contempt that others show him.
Despite constantly telling myself not to care, I still can't help but get hurt.
He was very sad.
The playground is very large, with one lap being about 1,000 meters. Running 20 laps every morning, covering tens of thousands of meters, is something most people simply cannot endure.
Especially since the instructors were sitting in the car with umbrellas, while the instructors were sweating profusely outside, exhausted.
Fang Rong is just an ordinary person. He has no special abilities and will not mutate. He relies entirely on his willpower to resist. However, he is still an ordinary person and can never compare to those who have special abilities.
A typical team consists of two people, a mutant and a superhuman, meaning each person and beast possess a unique skill. However, he is an exception, as he has neither superhuman abilities nor mutations. On the contrary, Fang Hua possesses both, making him incredibly lucky.
As Fang Rong ran further and further, she became increasingly unable to run. She felt dizzy and nauseous, and her abdomen ached terribly, as if a stone was pressing down on it. It was extremely uncomfortable.
He clutched his stomach, his movements grew slower and slower, and finally, everything went black before he almost collapsed.
Fortunately, someone caught him in time. Fang Rong turned around and saw that it was Fang Hua. Fang Hua had a special physique. While others would instinctively collapse after running twenty laps, he still had the strength to run back and follow behind Fang Rong.
He didn't know how long he had been following along, but Fang Rong didn't feel anything at all. Only his body reminded him that he had exceeded his exercise limit for the day and needed to rest.
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