The scorching summer in August has finally passed, and it is rare to have some shade on the west mountain. But for those students who have a long way to go, they just sweat less. This does not make them feel more comfortable, but instead makes the instructor feel that the weather is cooler and more ruthless.

At night, on the mountain path, the students divided into several teams and walked in the forest. This is their right to rest. The scenery of the West Mountain seems to be good. Under the devil's training, even the time to stand in the mountains and blow the wind becomes precious. Gu Xiaobei is among the group of people. He thinks that life is good now, and there is no need to be dazed. The sunset is set after the training every day. As soon as he opened his eyes, he had to wash up and practice in the morning. One day passed and a month passed.

His thin body began to become stronger, but looking through the mirror, he actually became a little stronger. Maybe the next time he went back to see his grandmother during the summer vacation, wouldn’t he recognize him? So no matter how hot he was, he wouldn’t be willing to shave off his messy chicken coop hair. This is the stubbornness of a husband.

It has been two months of training, and the crying man Charlene Yu finally stopped crying. Her naughty personality has become much more restrained. When the instructor first came, she wanted to tease the instructor, but as soon as she raised her hand, the cowhide whip drew a long mark on the ground, and she was so scared that she couldn't speak.

The squad leader Chen Mingming shaved the hedgehog's head and pressed it to the front, like a small commander who took the lead in charge. The people behind him were his "soldiers". With a command, the soldiers behind him shouted and rushed forward.

Of course, these are jokes, and everyone uses it to adjust the atmosphere. Boring life always requires something to entertain yourself, and it is difficult to survive these days without spiritual sustenance. Especially for children who grew up in modern metropolis, they need to rely on their perseverance to persevere in such a place far away from the world. The instructor once said that in the task of striking, in order to track down a demon, some students once buried in the sand for two days, relying on water and compressed bread to survive.

The day without tomorrow is hell compared to now.

Many people are shaken in their hearts. They think that the combat science is too painful. If you have a good life, you have to go to the front line to die. In their hearts, they have already made a secret decision not to go to the combat science. This is actually very normal. Even if the bloodline of the witch tribe makes you bear a fate that is extraordinary to others. But the fate of a ferocious beast does not mean the whole life.

Of course, some people don’t think so. For example, Gu Xiaobei, before others could simulate this situation, he was really thinking about the scene of himself burying in the sand. Will it be itchy? He was a little curious.

Although the night forest adventure is an entertainment activity, it has its own goals. Everyone finds a camp in the jungle and can only return after gathering.

Chen Mingming opened the spider web on the road and walked step by step towards the hill. Pica followed behind him, and he was very interested in the forest activities this night. The moonlight scattered from a very high place, and the slope of the hill blocked a lot of things.

Ji Jie fell off his weight bag and couldn't help but rush up.

Gu Xiaobei walked at the end.

"Ahhhhh, this is too beautiful!" Ji Jie screamed, his whole body shaking.

The guy who was so tired that he was breathing just now would even sigh like this. Gu Xiaobei looked at the dull look of everyone above and stepped on it.

It turns out that there is a lake below the hill, and the hill where everyone is there is a high platform. Is there a lake in the west mountain?

The bright moonlight reflects, and the pure mirror silver is below. There is a hazy mist on the lake, and the Tindal effect in the air is very obvious. The top-down layering is like the holy light given by heaven. The fog is like a ladder, arranged at the top, like leading to heaven. There is a small island in the middle of the huge circular mirror, and the water and sky meet through the mountains and forests. Up and down are bright galaxies.

"It's very much like a poem, right?" Pica suddenly spoke, while everyone was immersed in it.

"Looking at the green mountains and rivers of Dongting, there is a green snail in the silver plate." Chen Mingming rarely felt that the ancient poems he learned in elementary school could come in handy. "Do you also know our ancient poems in China?"

"Of course, I saw it when I was studying Chinese. In fact, I really want to see if the places described in ancient poems are really that good-looking." Pica said

Only then did Gu Xiaobei realize that Pica is actually a foreigner, but after spending time together, he felt that everyone was the same because of the lack of language communication barriers.

"Actually... I've wanted to ask, why are you all here for?" The squad leader rarely asked such a meaningful topic. Most of the time, he was just a passionate young man.

"My words are the family mission. I hope I can go back one day." Pica's answer was very direct, and his answer was also very direct. In fact, everyone had guessed it a long time ago, and his ability was outstanding when he first entered the academy.

"I'm not afraid of everyone laughing when I say it. I just want to be an agent. Because I have seen the scene of the academy performing missions before, and I happened to be a witch clan, I came here." Chen Mingming's own answer was actually like this. In fact, he didn't finish his words. The reason why the squad leader became the hardest was because he had a deep hatred of blood with the ferocious beast. But at this moment, he didn't want to say it and destroy the rare atmosphere.

Gu Xiaobei felt that he was the descendant of Wushan who was carrying the great cause of eliminating evil in Professor Muyang's words.

"Me? I have no place to go, so just come here. There is nothing wrong with it here. Just be alive." Ji Jie's answer was simple and clear. In fact, he looked heartless all day long. Everyone thought he must have a story, but no one knew it.

Everyone looked at Gu Xiaobei in unison

"Actually, I am very similar to Ji Jie. I have no place to go here. My family doesn't care much about me, I'm more free."

It's so good. Everyone stopped talking and felt the tranquility of the mountains. Many people have left and some have died during this period. The hearts that can persevere are more or less depressed. Only in the mountains and forests can they relax their nerves a little.

In fact, everyone has their own stories, but no matter what the reason, they are here, no matter what the situation will become. These three months are unforgettable in their lives. They have no enemies, no right or wrong to judge, no choice. They just need to run to the established point before sunset every day, satisfy the instructors in the fighting training class, and appear on time on the wooden table in the canteen during meal time.

Gu Xiaobei feels that the three years of high school have not been fulfilled here for three months. No wonder people always say that comrades are the most unforgettable because they suffer together.

When we returned to the church at night, everyone was wearing gray cloth for training, which seemed to have been back a century. The girls were not pretentious and wore them openly, which was cool and convenient, and they looked quite cute. No one knew how they could have a white lotus-like skin color under the training of the scorching heat.

The instructor stood on the stage and announced the assessment matters for the end of the training camp.

The training camp for Gusuli's freshman period is only three months, which is to activate the awakened witch power of students' bodies, and to improve their physical fitness and individual combat power. However, not everyone finally went back to the battlefield to fight with ferocious beasts.

There are many subjects for career orientation, such as combat, R&D, personnel, etc. The corresponding names correspond to most related occupations.

Special work warfighters are combat departments.

This is a bit like choosing a major in college, but many people have little to do with their major after graduation. In Gusuli, what you choose will be roughly what you do in the future. And according to your wizarding ability tendency, the college will give you some appropriate suggestions. After all, talents must be used in the corresponding places to maximize their benefits.

"Hey, Xiaobei, what department is going to go to when the training camp is over?" Ji Jie asked

"Do you still need to ask? It must be a combat department." Gu Xiaobei replied softly.

The instructor slapped his board on the table, and everyone became quiet again in an instant.

"The test is divided into three aspects: physical fitness, intelligence, and fighting skills. The comprehensive scoring system will be adopted, and it will be evaluated based on your usual scores and the instructor's subjective impression of you and the final assessment results. Of course, your wizard will not participate in this."

"By the way, I'll explain the subject of choosing a subject. Except for the combat department that has certain requirements for training camp performance, there is no problem as long as the wizarding ability is not bad."

"Everyone can adjust it by themselves if there is nothing else, and you can go to the dormitory after the time is up."

After the instructor ordered him to leave, the mess inside became a mess. What interested everyone the most was the issue of subject selection.

"I'll say first, I'll say first, I'm going to the combat department. How handsome is it to be a majestic agent?" someone stood up and said loudly.

"I'm going to R&D. I heard that the people there don't have to be bad for scientists outside."

"Come on, the people here are studying ferocious beasts, not rocket aliens."

"That's better than the Battle Science Department, and you may die at any time."

suddenly

The atmosphere became a little quiet.

The person who spoke seemed to realize this

"Why... am I wrong? The mortality rate in the combat department has always been very high."

"You are right, everyone has their own ambitions." Chen Mingming stood up.

"It's just that I have worked hard to go to the combat department today. If I lose this opportunity here because I'm afraid of death, I won't forgive myself." The squad leader's face was expressionless and his tone was firm, not like he was passionate. Instead, he felt a tragic feeling.

Everyone was motionless, their afterglow turned around, Gu Xiaobei sat next to him, feeling that the scene was like a mural, and each character had his own psychological activities.

"I appreciate your awareness, but killing enemies depends on ability." Lei Xiangtang rarely spoke.

"Do you want to have a contest?" The squad leader was a little surprised today.

Pica patted Gu Xiaobei on the shoulder and said secretly: Why did these two people quarrel?

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!