C247 Two Thousand Push-ups!
C247 Two Thousand Push-ups!
Everyone in the tent looked at Shen Lang, a few of them even revealed an expression of schadenfreude.
One of them said in a low voice: "2000 push-ups, even Source Cultivator like us can't take it, if that brat can finish it then we'll be dead."
"Heh heh, that's right. If he wants to finish this, he would probably have to put his life on the line." Someone beside him echoed.
Another person said, "Why don't we make a bet? How long will it take for him to finish up?"
The person beside him said, "I definitely can't finish it. How about we bet on how many he can do? I'll bet a hundred."
"A hundred? "If he exceeds fifty, I'll pee on my hands and knees!" someone said with a look of disdain.
The woman's cold gaze swept across the few people whispering to each other. You want to be punished too, don't you!? "
The two of them immediately shut their mouths and lowered their heads, not daring to even breathe.
"You, immediately move!" The woman glared at Shen Lang.
To be honest, this woman was very pretty. She had a small face with a straight nose, big eyelashes, and a big pair of eyes. Even though she was wearing combat suit, one could still tell that she had a good figure.
However, her fierce and cold temperament gave people a feeling that it was difficult to get along with her.
Shen Lang let out a breath and slowly laid on the ground.
Shen Lang could easily finish the 2,000 push-ups, but to be safe, he tried to appear 'normal'.
crooked-- bent -- propped up --
Shen Lang was very standard, so he tried to keep his speed within the normal range.
As he did so, the woman counted.
As Shen Lang did more push-ups, the woman's expression became more and more surprised. Those who wanted to see a joke were also gradually dumbfounded.
About 50 minutes later, Shen Lang stood up after 2,000 push-ups. He pretended to be tired, bent over, and supported his knees while gasping for air. However, there wasn't even a drop of sweat on his face.
"You …" The woman stared at Shen Lang with a complicated expression. She opened her mouth but no words came out.
Shen Lang raised his head and looked at her: "Is that enough?"
The woman pursed her lips and nodded.
The people at the side gradually recovered from their shock and could not help but start discussing among themselves.
"This kid …" He's pretty good, but his physique is pretty strong in None Source. "
"Forget about None Source, people like me … I don't think I can do it. " Some said they were willing to admit defeat.
"Who said just now that he had peed on his hands and knees when there were more than fifty of him?" someone asked.
They all turned to look at the person who had said that. His face was flushed, and he didn't even dare to fart.
The woman stared at Shen Lang for a long time before recovering her original cold expression. She said to Shen Lang, "You really surprised me, but unfortunately, this can't make up for your lack of source energy. I hope you don't take yourself too seriously."
Shen Lang smiled lightly and didn't say anything.
The woman stood with her hands behind her back and said to everyone, "My name is Liu Piaopiao and I'm 29 years old. I'm a sergeant. From now on, you are all instructors and instructors! "
"Yes!" "Instructor Liu!" The other nine men immediately shouted in unison.
Liu Piaopiao slanted her eyes at Shen Lang, who coughed dryly and stood at attention, "Yes! "Instructor Liu!"
Shen Lang's upright posture was clearly more outstanding than others. This couldn't help but cause a strange expression to flash across Liu Piaopiao's eyes. However, she quickly hid the glint in her eyes.
Liu Piaopiao continued to speak: "This is the recruit Third Battalion, also known as the training camp. You are the Third Squad of the Fifth Company, Third Squad, and are the soldiers with the lowest Source Power Level in this new battalion! It's already embarrassing for me to be your instructor. From now on, if anyone dares to embarrass me more, I'll kill them! "
Other than Shen Lang, who looked indifferent, everyone else looked as if they had eaten a fly.
Shen Lang thought to himself, looks like the staffing methods here are also similar to those of Mortal World, this way I can more or less understand the situation.
Liu Piaopiao looked coldly at the crowd.
"There is a barracks nearby, and the soldiers there are all soldiers that have been in the army for at least two or three years. Sometimes they would come to help us, so let me remind you not to provoke them." The only thing you have to do, besides loading and unloading, is train. There is no fixed schedule here. You need to listen to my orders and follow them at all times. "
With that said, Liu Piaopiao placed the blank label and pen she was holding on the shelf beside her and told everyone, "You can choose your own bed. When you're done, put your name on a label on the bedside table. In addition, each bed has a cabinet next to it, which is used to store your own things. You set the code up again, and the initial code is six zeros. Finally, clothing, communications equipment, tools, and so on will be distributed uniformly. After the costumes have been distributed, you will need to dress up and place the tags you received during the recruitment on your collars. "
"Do you understand everything I've said!?" Liu Piaopiao asked loudly.
"Understood!"
"Oh right, we still need a class monitor." Liu Piaopiao casually pointed. "You."
The man she pointed at was only around 1.65 meters, and he should be about 23 or 24 years old. He looked especially weak when standing beside the others.
"I... As the class monitor? " Even he himself was dumbfounded.
"I'll do whoever I want!" Liu Piaopiao glared at him.
The man's body tensed up immediately. "Yes! "Instructor Liu!"
After finishing with some basic tasks, Liu Piaopiao casually appointed a class monitor before she turned around and left the tent.
Guessing that Liu Piaopiao had left, everyone let out a sigh of relief before wrapping their arms around the class monitor.
"Our Instructor Liu is really casual. He actually let a short man like you be the class monitor." A muscular man looked down at the class monitor with disdain.
The short guy looked embarrassed. "Hi everyone, I'm Tu Dou …"
The moment he said the name, the eight people around him burst into laughter.
Even Shen Lang's mouth twitched a few times, but he managed to hold back his laughter.
"Your name suits your image too well!" The muscular man patted Tu Dou's shoulder, "Squad Leader Potato, please take care of us from now on, hahahahaha!"
The bunch of people rolled back and forth in laughter. Tu Dou said nervously, "All of you should choose your beds, remember to write your names on the labels."
After saying this, the others looked at each other, turned around and ran towards the bed.
"Don't fight with me for it!" I want this! " The muscular man was the first to declare his sovereignty over a bed.
The bed he had chosen had a zipper opening at the head. After opening it, it revealed a layer of thick, transparent plastic that was about two square meters in size. In such a built tent, it was equivalent to a room's window.
Amongst the ten of them, Shen Lang was in the None Source, class monitor Tu Dou in General Rank was in the first level of General Rank, and the other eight students were all in the second level of General Rank.
Shen Lang was not interested in fighting, but since the others had similar Source Power Level, no one dared to fight with the muscular man over it. After all, he did not look like someone to be trifled with.
Soon after, the other seven people took up their positions, leaving behind the two beds closest to the tent.
The lighting in the tent wasn't very good, and the one closest to it appeared dark and damp. Besides, there was also a trash can and cleaning tools. Naturally, it became the two worst beds in the tent.
Tu Dou sighed helplessly and said to Shen Lang, "The one on the left is yours, stay away from the trash can."
Shen Lang smiled: "Although both of them are very bad, why don't you choose the one on the left yourself?"
Tu Dou said, "Who asked me to be the class monitor …"
Shen Lang patted his shoulder: "I want the one on the right."
With that, he strode toward the worst bed in the room.
"Potato!" Bring me the label paper and pen! " The muscular man laid on the bed and ordered Tu Dou with a rather rude tone.
Shen Lang stopped his footsteps and looked sideways at the muscular man: "He's our class monitor, please show some respect."
"Hahahaha!" The muscular man laughed loudly. "You are just a None Source, what qualifications do you have to talk to me like that? Respect the class monitor, right? Fine, then roll over and get it! "
Shen Lang slightly squinted his eyes, a hint of cold light that was hard to detect flashed across his eyes.
"Why the f * ck aren't you going yet!?" The muscular man took off one of his shoes and directly threw it at Shen Lang's face.