For Baru, who has long wanted to show his skills and carry forward the Silent Knights, this is a good opportunity to try his hand.
Although he felt that this group of scum was not qualified to be true knights, it should be enough for them to be the regular force of the association.
As for Blaise, he is the first disciple after all, so it all depends on his luck.
Not only Qin Xiaoxia was satisfied with letting Baru take care of this group of thorns, but Baru himself was also satisfied.
The growing magic moss is actually equivalent to the "dandruff" on Mumu's body. Most of them are born from tree shepherds who are attached to moss material before they develop consciousness. It is a symbiotic substance that is activated by magic over the years after they become elves and even becomes a part of their skin. This thin layer has extremely strong ductility and aggregation ability.
But what surprised Qin Xiaoxia was that Mumu said that tree herders generally don't like this layer of moss. Every time it grows out, they always like to brush it clean. It is probably one of the few elves like tree herders who have a cleanliness obsession.
Due to the close breeding relationship with the tree herders, the magic moss can still be sensed by Mumu even if it leaves the body. Adding a trace of magic power when cultivating it can have other effects.
Not only is it a perfect weight training substance, it is also a special monitor.
…
At around four o'clock the next morning, thirty-two people were sleeping like dead dogs on the soft sofas in the seating area of the ballroom lobby.
Baru held a cigarette in his mouth, looked at the dim sky outside the ventilation window, and then checked his watch.
Even though these guys are scum, we have to admit that their physical fitness is better than that of ordinary people. We just gave them a brief warning last night.
Fighting violence with violence is Baru's most familiar method.
The secret investigation time approved by Norton this time is two weeks. By then, he can just report nothing or just pick up some information from the association to hand in. Now, he has at least ten days to leave a deep impression on these bastards.
Thirty-two "dead dogs" were snoring, some were grinding their teeth, some were scratching their bodies, and each of them occupied a sofa and fell asleep.
The two-hour magic moss adaptation training last night was very tiring for them. All their strength was exhausted in the first thirty minutes, and they were able to get through the next hour and a half entirely relying on their willpower and the whipping of fear.
Once the moss was absorbed into their bodies, it would actually absorb their physical strength in accordance with the tone of the "Devil Instructor", and any movement afterwards would require all their strength.
However, the small berry each person ate afterwards was also magical. It relieved their muscle pain for a short time and allowed them to sleep soundly.
“Dong~” “Dong~” “Dong~”
The heavy footsteps of Baru's leather boots sounded rhythmically. He carried two huge stainless steel buckets on his shoulders, one in each hand, and the insides were filled with broken ice.
He shook his shoulders, then swung his left and right hands, and a large amount of ice water close to zero degrees Celsius mixed with ice cubes was sprinkled in the air in a perfect fan shape, just enough to cover everyone.
“Hua La La~”
"Oh, shit!" "Damn it!" "Who the hell is that?" "Damn it!"
“It’s so cool…”
…
Chaotic complaints and curses suddenly became the main sounds around the dance floor.
"Shut up~~~"
An illusion like a roaring lion flashed through the minds of the thirty-two people.
Baru was standing on the steel pipe stage not far away, like a terrifying statue of a demon, with hideous scars twitching on his face.
"Morning exercise begins! Let's run to the rooftop of the Central District Building to watch the sunrise!"
Blaise and the others were stunned. Central District Building? Which Central District Building?
"Hehehehe, that's right, it's the Central District Building 10 kilometers away. If someone pulls it down before sunrise, I will make him understand what torture is that has never existed in this world!"
Blaise looked up at the high window of the ballroom and saw a hint of white on the horizon.
Boom~~~
Thirty-two people rushed towards the door like crazy.
“Bang~” “Bang~” “Bang~”…
"The damn door won't open!"
"I was kicked by the instructor last night!!"
"FUCK, go through the back door!"
…
There was a rumbling sound of footsteps as they rushed towards the back door, and the smarter ones even grabbed a bottle or two of beer on the way.
Beer has the reputation of being the best bread and can help them replenish the necessary physical strength.
Looking at the guys going away, Baru smiled on the pole stage.
Those few who knew how to catch the beer bottles gave him a little surprise.
He turned around and looked at the smooth steel pipe.
There was silence for several seconds.
"Maybe next time!"
On the other side, more than 30 people were running wildly, rushing towards the east.
I looked at the watch and found that it was less than 4:30 in the morning, and there was still at most half an hour before the sun rose.
They are not marathon runners and do not know how to coordinate their physical strength and breathing. They begin to lose strength after running for a few minutes, and the weight on their hands and feet is like lead weights.
"Don't fall behind, you'll never catch up if you fall behind!"
Someone in the team shouted, and those who fell behind gritted their teeth to keep up, no one dared to face Baru's anger.
In the early morning, the occasional passing vehicles would stare at the two rows of people who looked quite neat.
"A Los Angeles long-distance runner? What kind of competition are you taking so seriously? Why are you drinking beer while running?"
It is still a bit strange to see someone in the team drinking beer crazily.
Because the road was clear so early, a truck was driving very fast and was about to pass the intersection when suddenly a large group of people rushed past.
“Squeak~~~~~”
The screeching sound of brakes traveled for more than ten meters and almost hit someone.
"Asshole, why don't you look at the road?! If you want to die, find another place..."
The cursing immediately weakened. It was not a pleasant feeling to be stared at by thirty-two burly men in an instant.
Fortunately, no one stopped to teach him a lesson, and he just ran away as if he was being chased by a dog.
Professionally trained long-distance runners can reach a speed of nearly 20 kilometers per hour, but they do not carry any weights and do not need to climb stairs.
The door of the Central District Building was open, as if they had been notified in advance, and the elevator was out of service.
"It's not high. Everyone, work harder. It's only twenty-six floors!"
Blaise encouraged everyone with an almost sad face. It would be too unfair if they failed after coming this far.
The top floor door was slammed open, and thirty-two men who were like being fished out of the water all rushed to the roof, then lay on the ground, gasping for breath, without the strength to move.
"Thirty-six minutes. That's still a bit too long."
Baloo's voice came from the water tank, causing all the "dead dogs" to look towards him.
"And the sun has already come out to one side."
"Oh, morning exercise failed!"
"But considering this is your first time, you will pass the punishment if you do it twice more before lunch."
The devil instructor said this with a wry smile.
“Oh my god…”
Everyone was groaning in their hearts, but no one dared to think of resisting. The few people who tried last night were wailing in agony for half an hour. The scene of their cold hands and feet was definitely unforgettable.
Moreover, the instructor absolutely keeps his word and emphasizes that if there is no second chance, you will never be given a third chance.
After letting them rest for 5 minutes, Baru asked them to stand up.
"Since I asked you to come and see the sunrise, it's no joke. Get up, bugs. Do you need me to help you?"
When they heard that the devil instructor was coming to arrest people, everyone jumped up.
They lined up at the edge of the building, as the sun shone slightly from the horizon. As the beautiful sunrise rose, the light of dawn sprinkled on everyone.
The little bit of magic moss in the hands and feet was like a stretched film, instantly extending to the extreme, covering a large area of the hands and feet.
Warmth, comfort, and a feeling of nourishing power seeping into the body.
When the sun rose completely, the feeling was still there but much weaker.
"Dave, Hernandez, Edmund, Luma, and Neviz, step out~"
Baru called out the names of five people. These were the ones who had just received the beer. Because they had more energy than the others, they arrived earlier in the order of arrival.
"First of all, it's smart to grab some beer to replenish your energy and water."
The five black and white sturdy men were secretly delighted, but before they could show it on their faces, a blurry black line flashed, followed by a heavy feeling in their abdomens, and powerful inertia tore their hands and feet apart.
"Bang", "Bang", "Bang", "Bang", "Bang"
There were five noises at extremely close intervals, and the five people who stepped out of the line were all kicked by Baru and hit the guardrail.
The metal bars vibrated and hummed.
At this moment, the five people seemed to feel the pain only a step late. They held their stomachs and twitched, unable to move.
"First lesson: your fellow soldiers are part of your life. You must learn how to share!"
His sharp eyes swept across everyone, making everyone feel awe-inspiring!
"Ten days. I only have ten days of free time for now. Let me start the training for you bunch of losers. I hope you will cherish it. Hahahahaha~~~~"
In the sunlight, Baloo's shadow grew horns and wings in front of everyone's eyes, and burned with flames...
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