7 Fear
◎Can't afford to offend, can't afford to hide◎
The rubber suit underneath the ground suit was incredibly restrictive: stiff, tight, and with very little elasticity, requiring even greater force to pull at it with each movement. Offline combat not only felt like slow motion, but I was sweating profusely after just a few rounds.
Yi Rong couldn't display her usual strength at all, and Kong Wei knocked her knife away with just two strikes. Seeing no hope of escape, he simply fell back and kicked her ankle, trying to bring her down with him to win two more rounds.
A look of satisfaction flashed across Kong Wei's eyes as she let him fall. But before Yi Rong could push her down, he adjusted his balance and pinned her to the ground.
Yi Rong struggled twice, but had no strength to resist and was knocked down in failure.
"That's right, retreat to advance." She nodded approvingly and let go of Yirong. She saw out of the corner of her eye that the battle in the center circle was over.
Yan Xunzhi and Jing Ting, who were more focused on sentry duty, were exhausted and panting. Shu Chi, who was more focused on guiding and didn't train much on weekdays, was lying in a puddle of mud outside the field before the fight was over, almost waving the white flag.
Ping Yihuai was staggering beside him, not much better.
This is not just about not being able to adapt, it's about being exhausted to death.
Did the Federation really keep statistics on mortality rates and time of death? Yan Xunzhi had a deep suspicion that those who spent a fortune on ground-based activity suits might die even faster on the ground.
It was difficult to breathe with the mask on, so she subconsciously pulled the mask down, wanting to take a deep breath of fresh air.
Instructor Kong's cold command immediately came to my ears, "Don't take off the mask."
He seemed like someone who was used to giving orders, and his words carried a sense of oppression that could not be refused, and his words were straightforward and direct.
Yi Rong was just trying to get up from the ground to pick up the knife. She was exhausted, and the mask was stuffy, so she pulled it down as soon as Kong Wei turned around.
Hearing this voice, he thought that the person was talking about him. He was so scared that he shuddered and the knife fell to the ground with a clang.
When she looked up, she saw Yan Xunzhi hurriedly putting on a mask. Kong Wei was facing away from her and was attracted by the sound of the knife falling. She hadn't twisted it completely yet. She felt relieved. It turned out that he was not talking about her. She pulled the mask back on and pretended to be relaxed while holding the knife. "It's okay, my hand slipped."
Everyone else had been thinking about taking off their masks, but now they all put them on obediently. Ping Yihuai even reached out to check whether she had put it on correctly, fearing that she would be scolded next.
Kong Wei said coldly, "You are now simulating ground training, with yellow sand all over the ground. Will you be able to take off your masks then?"
When you go out on the ground, you still need to wear a mask to inhale and filter your lungs. If you don't wear a mask, your lungs will be blocked soon.
Everyone was silent. She glanced around with great pressure, "If you can't take it with you, you won't have a second chance to survive."
Fierce. Yan Xunzhi thought of the lop-eared rabbit that kicked him mercilessly.
She suddenly felt that their former instructor, Instructor Giant Bear, wasn't that difficult to get along with after all. After all, he had a good temper.
It’s true that you can’t judge a person by his appearance… Well, Kong Wei is quite consistent with his appearance… You can’t judge a person by his appearance.
The training lasted for an hour and a half. The main content was to adapt to the latex suits and complete some physical tests... But none of the five of them adapted so quickly. Coupled with the second assessment today, they had already exhausted their energy and finally fell to the ground in a mess.
Kong Wei walked over to Yan Xunzhi and gently kicked her with the tip of his shoe, "Hey, is this not enough?"
What the hell! Yan Xunzhi was almost exhausted. She had never experienced such a heavy workload since she was born... She was already worried about whether she could pass the second assessment. She worked hard to get a high score, exhausted, and was dragged into training.
It would be fine if she was just brought in for training, but the intensity was immediately applied, and the instructor even looked down on her indifferently. Is that not acceptable?
Oh my god! They haven't split up yet!
Daily training is accumulation, while differentiation is qualitative change. An S-level guide and an undifferentiated student are worlds apart in all aspects.
Besides, Kong Wei herself said that her differentiation was only C-level, so how could she have the amount of training for a C-level...
Yan Xunzhi blinked and felt his nose sore. He didn't want to embarrass himself in front of the instructor and friends, so he simply turned his face away and didn't look at her.
Kong Wei didn't take it seriously and just made a joke. He was about to leave when he was attracted by the movement of her turning her head. He then saw the tears in her eyes.
As expected, her tongue got tied up, and she froze, "...I didn't kick that hard."
After saying this, she suddenly felt a little guilty - the last time she boarded the plane, she felt like she didn't use much strength, but ended up getting kicked away by a spirit and knocked unconscious...
Kong Wei wasn't thinking anything! She was really just joking. She was so nervous that she forgot she was wearing two layers of soft protective ground suit. Even if she kicked hard, it would only leave a few bruises.
He squatted down quickly, but then felt it was inappropriate to stretch out his hand, so he left it hanging awkwardly in the air. "I..."
That's not the case at all! Everyone was lying on the ground to rest, no one was paying attention to this side, but was attracted by Kong Wei's action and instantly became the focus.
Not looking directly at it and trying to cover it up in a clumsy way is just adding fuel to the fire.
Yan Xunzhi was embarrassed and annoyed, but given Kong Wei's rank and her status, she couldn't possibly lose her temper. She felt even more wronged, unable to hold back her tears any longer, and they began to fall.
"Hey!" Kong Wei was dumbfounded. "You... is it really that painful? I was wrong. I was just joking. I didn't mean to use so much force..."
What's there to apologize for? Yan Xunzhi felt even more ashamed, his ears burning red and his cheeks turning a strange color.
What does this have to do with her? It's two completely different things!
Kong Wei was at a loss. Yan Xunzhi didn't want to be watched anymore. Her legs were sore that she couldn't stand up. She propped herself up, wiped her tears, and replied in a muffled voice, "It's okay."
Kong Wei wanted to say something else, but she was unhappy and her tone was unconsciously a little angry. She subconsciously blocked Kong Wei's outstretched hand and said, "It's really okay."
The next second, he realized who he was angry with. Kong Wei!
Yan Xunzhi was stunned for half a second, shocked by himself, and quickly glanced at her expression.
Kong Wei wasn't angry when she blocked him, he just looked at her with a bit of worry...
Worry?
It was hard to imagine the word "worry" on this face, and what was there to worry about? Yan Xunzhi blinked, tears welling up in her eyes. She couldn't see clearly anymore, and she shuddered, her heart trembling.
You must have seen it wrong. She has been being so self-indulgent for more than just one or two days.
Yan Xunzhi sat down to rest for a while, her mood slowly calming down. She once again felt that this was too embarrassing. If there were superpowers in the world, she would hope that everyone present would forget this evening.
Fortunately, she was embarrassed for more than just one or two days. After all, if you embarrass yourself, your face will be gone.
They grew up together, and she had no face in front of this group of friends. At most, they would talk about it with relish for a while, and then they would pretend nothing happened.
Kong Wei squatted beside her for a while and saw that she seemed to be just venting her emotions and nothing was wrong. Just then a call came in, so he said, "Go back after you have rested, practice again in two days, and get more familiar with the situation when you go back." Then he took the opportunity to take a walk while answering the phone.
Yan Xunzhi didn't dare to look up, but his ears were perked up. He heard the sound of the door closing, and after a while, he heard the sound of friction.
She turned around and saw Shu Chi, with a cheerful look on his face, crawling over to her in two or three steps. "Did Coach Kong kick you and make you cry?"
"No!" Yan Xunzhi's face was dark. "What do you mean by being kicked and crying... Are you sick?"
"Then why are you crying?"
Yan Xunzhi ignored the remaining three piercing gazes and turned the curious face away. With tear marks and ruffled fur, he said fiercely but without any persuasiveness, "What's it to you? I can cry if I want!"
Shu Chi raised his eyebrows and stretched out his tone, "Oh——"
"Oh what?" Yan Xunzhi almost jumped up on the spot, but was pulled by the latex suit and staggered.
She didn't dodge and bumped into Shu Chi directly. The two of them rolled around in each other's arms, looked at each other for a few seconds, and laughed again. Shu Chi said, "You are still wearing ground sportswear after training. Isn't it uncomfortable?"
Before Yan Xunzhi could respond, she stretched out her arm and said, "Help me pull it off quickly. This latex suit is strangling me and I can't take it off by myself."
Yan Xunzhi raised his head proudly and said, "Go away and take it off yourself."
Shu Chi had already wrapped around her like an octopus, "Hurry up!"
Everyone helped each other take off their ground sportswear and rested for a while. They found that there was a separate small shower room in the special education training room. They didn't want to go back and shower with their clothes on while sweating, so they squeezed in tightly together.
Water was pouring down from the overhead shower. They were so close that large areas of their skin touched each other, accumulating on their shoulders and then flowing out from some unknown gap.
"I can't get any water!" Ping Yihuai tried to squeeze the person next to her in the steam. She didn't even know who was next to her. "Hey, let me get some water!"
Yi Rong also stretched his neck and shouted, "Go there, the water can't reach me!"
They were like chicks hatched from a chicken farm, huddled together and crying for food. They held their heads high and chirped, struggling hard in the group, but there was no place even to flap their wings.
The quarrels are similar. The only difference is that the chicks want food and they want water.
There's no way I can get through.
Yan Xunzhi was the first to succumb to the crowded shower. She was closest to the door, and as soon as it opened, she was vacated, as if the bathroom couldn't stand their torture any longer and couldn't wait to vomit someone out.
The four of them finally had some room to move around. Jing Ting, who was near the door, also came out. He looked at Yan Xunzhi and shrugged, shaking his half-empty bottle of water. "We're all just wanderers in this world."
Yan Xunzhi was relatively uneducated, "If it gets too crowded, we'll rush back later."
The two chatted and laughed as they returned to the changing area. Jing Ting saw that he couldn't rush in any time, so he decided to put on his clothes first since he had nothing to do.
Yan Xunzhi was too lazy to move. Looking at the clothes that had been tangled together, he felt conflicted. He decided to just leave them as they were. They all had to be washed anyway, and they would all look the same if shaken out. And the latex suit wouldn't wrinkle.
When the time comes, you can go to the laundry room and everything will come out neat and tidy. Why bother folding them?
There was a large floor-length mirror in front of her. She had nothing to do, so she stared at it in a daze.
In the mirror, Jing Ting was diligently folding the clothes and putting them back into her bag. Yan Xunzhi looked at her for a while, then turned his gaze to himself.
Looking at himself in the mirror who was unharmed, the image of Kong Wei's ferocious scarred face and his back that looked like he was running away suddenly appeared in his mind, and Yan Xunzhi suddenly felt happy.
No, isn't she aware of how much strength she's using?
Why be nervous?
【Author’s words】
Kipper: Am I scary?
Kong Wei: Yes.
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