The young man with the ahoge pulled up a chair and sat down as if they were old friends, his eyes sparkling as he looked at her and extended his hands to shake hers.
Chang Le slowly reached out and warmly shook hands with the person behind his back, shaking his hand up and down several times: "Hello, hello, hello, I've heard so much about you! My name is Huang Mingfu, from Chang'an Academy, and I'll also be participating in the training camp!"
Chang Le matched the people in front of him with the information.
Huang Mingfu, 22 years old, peak seventh rank, captain of the Great Wall team of Chang'an Academy.
"My goodness!" Huang Mingfu looked at her excitedly, "I never expected Miss Chang Le to be so cute! You must have suffered with those dogs at Goubuli, right?"
Chang Le raised an eyebrow.
It seems that Huang Mingfu's Great Wall team participated in the same regional team competition as Goubuli, and even lost to Goubuli.
I heard that Huang Mingfu was so angry that he started cursing in the street, and was even taken away by law enforcement.
She recalled the dirty tricks everyone used during training with the Goubuli team, and had a general idea of how she felt about Huang Mingfu.
Chang Le smiled and said, "No, Goubuli is biased towards its own. It's Huang who's suffering."
Upon hearing this, Huang Mingfu was overwhelmed with exaggerated emotion: "Miss Chang Le understands my pain! You have no idea how much negative impact that summer of that year had on my life for more than twenty years! Now, if I see a dog on the street, I can't help but want to curse!"
Chang Le smiled politely, but inside she was already holding back her laughter.
"Huang Mingfu! Why didn't you tell us you were looking for a spot?" A voice sounded from behind, and two more people walked over.
One of the shorter, handsome young men stepped forward, put his arm around Huang Mingfu, and punched him: "You're only flirting with pretty girls and ignoring your new friends, huh?"
"Oh, senior, have mercy! How could I dare?" Huang Mingfu laughed and dodged.
Chang Le glanced to the side and met the cold gaze of the tall young man beside him.
The young man looked to be in his early twenties, with strong features, a cold and hard facial structure, and a resolute gaze; he had a naturally aloof demeanor.
What's most eye-catching is the long, almost life-sized wooden box slung diagonally across his back. The box is black, and the outside is made of some kind of leather.
Chang Le didn't know what was inside, but he keenly sensed a hint of danger. It must be an extraordinary weapon.
The young man who had been joking around with Huang Mingfu smiled apologetically: "Miss, I'm sorry, Huang insisted on bringing us here because he said this old restaurant is very special. We're sorry to bother you."
"It's nothing." Chang Le moved his stool slightly.
The three of them sat down. Huang Mingfu moved to Chang Le's side, but politely left Chang Le a more spacious spot, while he squeezed himself into the corner of the table.
"Let me introduce you. This young lady is Chang Le, who is participating in the training camp with us!" Huang Mingfu introduced the two of them.
The two men both showed some surprise at the same time, and the cheerful young man greeted her with a smile:
"I didn't expect it to be Miss Chang Le. I saw you on the live broadcast of the award ceremony this morning! My name is Hao Ren. I am a good person, but my name is not those two characters! Hao with double ears, Ren as in benevolent heart. I am also here to participate in the training camp."
Chang Le compared with the data.
Hao Ren, thirty years old, eighth rank.
Hailing from District 4, and a distinguished graduate of Chang'an Academy in District 1, he currently serves in the Alien Investigation Bureau of District 1, where he has repeatedly distinguished himself during his tenure. Skilled in both academics and military affairs, he has not only never failed a mission, but has also contributed articles to top international and domestic journals, making significant contributions to alien reconnaissance research.
The aloof young man simply nodded: "Ma Yuanhong."
Ma Yuanhong, 29 years old, rank 8.
A native of the Fifth District, he came from humble beginnings but possessed extraordinary talent and cultivated with exceptional diligence. At the age of fourteen, he went to fight on the front lines of the Western Plains, west of the Kunlun Snowfield. He spent ten years fighting amidst the flames of war and five years traveling across the country, venturing alone into multiple secret realms and setting numerous records.
Chang Le secretly reviewed the documents while waving to the two of them, "I'm Chang Le, you can just call me by my name. Please take care of me during the upcoming training camp."
"We're all comrades, that's only natural." Hao Ren smiled, gently shook hands, and then let go.
Ma Yuanhong shook hands with him and said, "Looking forward to the match."
This guy is a battle maniac who loves to spar with all sorts of experts.
Chang Le chuckled: "There will definitely be an opportunity."
The group ate quickly, and with others still waiting in line, the four of them finished eating in no time.
“Perfect timing. Senior’s place is nearby. I’m staying at Hong’s place. We’re going the same way, let’s walk together for a bit.”
The four of them then agreed to walk back together.
"I heard that in previous years the training camp lasted for a month and was like hellish torture! This year they say the content is even richer, I wonder if we'll be tortured to death by the instructors!"
As Huang Mingfu spoke, he shuddered violently, "I'm most afraid of teachers and drill instructors!"
"The purpose of the training camp is to endure hardship, so it's certainly a good thing to learn more," Hao Ren said.
Ma Yuanhong replied, "Only through diligent practice can one make progress."
"Ugh—you two cultivation maniacs!" Huang Mingfu looked at Chang Le with a pitiful expression, sighed,
"Alright, Chang Le is an unparalleled genius, a seventh-level cultivator at eighteen! Her cultivation speed is absolutely outclassing mine! Plus, she's so cute, the instructors probably wouldn't have the heart to discipline her. Only I'm pitiful~"
All three of them found him flamboyant.
Chang Le simply smiled and remained silent.
To conceal her true strength, her profile listed her as a seventh-tier fighter. In reality, her combat power had already reached the late eighth-tier level. If she could seize an opportunity during this training camp and the secret realm trip, it wouldn't be impossible for her to step into the ninth tier.
Hao Ren smiled and said, "I know."
Huang Mingfu, unwilling to give up and wanting someone to be cowardly with him, asked again, "I heard that a senior expert from the ninth realm will personally participate. Chang Le, are you scared?"
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