The instructor who had hidden somewhere just now appeared in front of us with a cart of black bread. He said sternly: "Those who have not completed the training will not have lunch. You, you and you, you can have lunch."
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The instructor was obviously not someone to be fooled, and he easily named several people who had completed the task. The instructor was not there just now, but he did not admit any mistakes.
I licked my lips and suddenly felt very exhausted and very hungry. Even though the cart of black bread looked very bad, I couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. When I first arrived, I had no intention of rebelling.
But it was obvious that some people were dissatisfied with the instructor's arrangement. The golden-haired foreigner next to me smiled and said: "Instructor, I just missed completing the task a little bit, and I am very hungry. I think I should have a lunch."
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The impossibly strong instructor glanced at him coldly, then glanced at this group of very unruly looking men, and said in a tone colder than ice and snow: "Then I will give you one more choice, as long as you can
If you block my punch, you can enjoy lunch. The rest of you can also order this dessert if you are interested."
The golden-haired foreigner grinned and took a stance. Just by looking at his posture and light and undulating steps, he knew that this man must be a master of fighting.
The instructor turned a blind eye to this and asked calmly: "Are you ready?"
The golden-haired foreigner yelled loudly and strangely: "I'm waiting for you to take action, instructor!"
The next scene will never be forgotten for the rest of my life.
The instructor suddenly transformed into a violent warrior, and at a speed that exceeded the limit of human beings, he punched with a step forward and slammed his casserole-sized fist into the face of the golden-haired foreigner. Then everyone saw his head explode like a watermelon.
Red, white...
With just one punch, the instructor completely silenced the group of devil-like tough men. As if he had done an insignificant thing, he said calmly: "Let's eat!"
At this time, the golden-haired, headless foreigner who was standing motionless threw himself on the ground with a plop, and died immediately without even needing to die.
Lunch was an uneventful little scene...
Soon I understood that there would be one such idiot who dared to provoke the instructor almost every few days.
The fate of such idiots...are always so uneventful.
There are about seventy or eighty people in our group. Of course, this is the number of people left after excluding the ten unlucky guys who died in the morning, the miserable golden-haired foreigner just now, and those seriously injured guys. But after finishing the morning
There are only eleven people on the training mission who are eligible for lunch.
This casualty rate also made me understand why Xu Fu said that the chance of coming out of this place alive was one in ten. It had only been half a day and already almost one in ten people had died.
After lunch, the instructor simply readjusted the numbers on the wall and asked everyone to continue smashing the wall, then left.
Facing the hard wall that had been adjusted back to the Arabic numeral "10000", I really had the urge to vomit blood. I understand the cruelty of this place, but I must avenge my parents, and I have no right to complain or be lazy. Now I have to do it for my parents.
Supported by the strong will of revenge, I started training in the afternoon. Thanks to the middle-aged man's guidance, I gradually understood some tips on how to exert strength, and the training results in the afternoon were much better than in the morning.
My best result was to knock off a bit of the health of this damn wall within six hits. Although the average attack power was still not that sharp, it was almost ten times better than the result in the morning.
This speed of progress is attributed to the seven postures taught by middle-aged people, but there should also be other reasons. It’s just that my brain has stopped functioning because of the cruel training, and I don’t have the energy to think deeply about the reasons. Especially
When surrounded by demons, it is easy for people to ignore this "insignificant" progress. In this dark training camp, I am still the weakest one here, so I don't think this progress has any special significance.
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Although I have made great progress, human physical strength cannot be infinite. After more than an hour of training in the afternoon, physical strength began to decline and people began to feel tired.
I looked around and saw that these perverted devils seemed to never tire, and I really didn't know what to feel. I quietly left the wall and sat down next to the golden-haired foreigner. The golden shroud quietly extended out, but
After about sixteen or seventeen minutes, I felt full of energy again.
At the end of the training in the evening, I still wasn't qualified for dinner. But I found that there were three less people who completed the training task, and only nine people completed the task. It seems that these monsters are not completely immune to fatigue, but their endurance
Still much better than ordinary people.
There is a question that I can't let go of. Some people must have come earlier than me. Only one-tenth of the people can complete the training. I don't believe that the rest of the people can be hungry for many days and still punch hard. Look at how energetic these people are.
It doesn't look like they have been hungry for days. How do they survive being unable to eat?
This question didn't bother me for long. When I finished the first day of training, I returned to my guest room. Of course, I thought it was a prison cell. Soon after, a man wearing a straight waiter's tuxedo knocked on the door.
Opened my door.
He said to me with a professional smile: "Sir, do you need dinner service?"
I asked in surprise: "What do you have to eat?"
Although I have a golden shroud, it can only restore my physical strength, but it cannot make my stomach full, so I will still be very hungry. This man who looked like a waiter took out a menu and handed it to me like a magic trick.
I just turned the page and couldn't help but feel my heart twitch. I saw that the cheapest food on there had a three-digit price. Just one meal was enough to eat up my parents' entire monthly salary.
Just when I was about to hand the menu back and say that I didn't need dinner, I suddenly remembered the bank card Xu Fu gave me, took it out and asked, "Can I pay by card here?"
The waiter in a neat tuxedo smiled and said: "This hotel accepts all bank cards, including UnionPay cards and international credit cards."
I tried to order a few foods that seemed to be the best value for money, and then swiped more than 3,000 yuan on the wireless POS machine that the waiter took out. Although the money was given by Xu Fu, I still felt extremely painful.
Fortunately, the service in this hotel is quite good. Within three minutes of leaving, the waiter pushed the dining cart in and delivered all the food I ordered to the room. He said in a very British manner: "Please use it slowly. Please wait a moment."
I'll clean up the dining cart later." He just exited the room and closed the door. The heavy door was as light as nothing in his hand.