Matrilocal Son-in-law Is Supreme

When Shen Lang and the others all picked up their guns, the eight students of Class 531 were still sitting on the ground, reluctant to get up.    

    

"Instructor, I beg of you, just let me do it for one more minute. Otherwise, I'll die if I continue practicing." The skinny guy begged Chen Zhenglai with a troubled expression.    

    

"Don't try this with me, what right do you have to be special?" Chen Zhenglai kicked the skinny boy, "Hurry up and get up, otherwise, I will punish you in accordance with the rules."    

    

"Instructor …" Just as the thin youngster was about to grind for a while more, he suddenly heard a loud roar.    

    

"I'm not going to do it, is this a human's place? I'm going to leave this place, I'm going to leave, I'm not going to practice anymore!"    

    

For a moment, everyone's attention was drawn over.    

    

The one who was shouting was a fat young man in his early twenties. His face was as white as paper. Clearly, he had suffered a lot from his physical training just now.    

    

"Li Yue Ran, watch your attitude. This is the army, not a place for you to behave atrociously." One of the instructors stared at Li Yue Ran and said with a cold expression, "I'll give you ten seconds. Quickly return to the team, otherwise, I'll punish you in accordance with the rules."    

    

"Fuck your rules, your father isn't going to stay here anymore. There are no rules that can control your father!" Li Jun took off her coat and was about to leave the training field.    

    

"You still have five seconds, four — three — two —" The instructor began counting down, his eyes growing sharper.    

    

"Count slowly, I won't wait …" Li Yue Ran had not even taken a few steps when his head suddenly exploded with a bang. Meat, blood, brain matter, red and white sprayed all over the place.    

    

"Class 42, Li Yue, has violated the rules and left the team without permission. He talked back to the instructor and was executed according to the rules." The instructor said as he picked up the walkie-talkie. A mass of pale white source energy slowly withdrew into his palm. " The training continued. "    

    

The entire training field was dead silent.    

    

All the recruits did not expect that a new recruit who violated the rules and did not cooperate with the training would not be punished by running in circles, doing push-ups, or not allowing dinner.    

    

He actually had his head crushed by the instructor!    

    

It exploded on the spot right in front of their eyes.    

    

"Killing if you don't agree? Oh my god …" Tu Dou was so scared that he almost couldn't hold on to his gun.    

    

"Enough, stop looking." Chen Zhenglai was the first to break the silence. He lowered his head and said to the thin youngsters sitting on the ground, "You guys, hold on tight …"    

    

Where could he see a shadow on the ground?    

    

Chen Zhenglai turned his head and saw eight people from room 531. He didn't know when, but he had already raised his submachine gun and aimed directly at the target.    

    

The skinny boy was still feeling scared, cold sweat dripping down his back. At the same time, he was secretly glad that his instructor was relatively easy to talk to, otherwise, he would be the one getting his head crushed.    

    

After such a ruckus, all the new recruits had an unprecedented enthusiasm. Even if they were exhausted, they didn't dare to disobey the instructor's instructions. They had to put their lives on the line to complete their training.    

    

Everyone knew that if they didn't train as hard as they could, these instructors would take their lives. An instructor could only bring around a dozen recruits at most. Whoever played tricks would be seen at a glance. No one would dare to take advantage of this situation.    

    

Shen Lang speculated about the ratio of instructors to recruits. If this recruitment was related to suppressing the rioting space channel behemoth, then the recruits' training must be more efficient, so that the recruits would be qualified within the shortest amount of time. Looking at it this way, the phenomenon of having too many instructors was easy to explain. Moreover, once he fought with those huge beasts, instructors whose strength were at the Common Rank Realm would be the strongest main force.    

    

The training continued until seven in the evening. Shen Lang slowly jumped off the cliff and finished his 100th climb.    

    

Following which, the muscular man, Tu Dou and the rest came down from the cliff one after another. Unlike Shen Lang who had a relaxed expression, they were almost dead from exhaustion. However, the most miserable one right now wasn't Tu Dou, but Xu Mang.    

    

Tu Dou's body was thin and weak. His weight had become an advantage while he was climbing, which had reduced a lot of pressure on him. As for Xu Mang, from the moment he fell backwards after shooting at the target, he started to experience the trials and tribulations brought about by the fat on his body. When he fell backwards, his movements were the loudest. When he was carrying the weight, his footprints were the deepest. When he was climbing, there was no need to talk about it.    

    

Luckily, Xu Mang had been following Shen Lang's instructions and had saved a lot of energy. It was only when he was climbing that he started to replenish his energy with a lot of energy. Otherwise, who knew how many times he had fallen and died.    

    

Now, Xu Mang had used up all of his source energy. Zhao Dacheng and Tu Dou's situation was also pretty similar to his. Apart from Shen Lang, the one who was in the best condition was the muscular man. Although he was also exhausted, it was obvious that he still had some strength left in him.    

    

"Brothers, look around." Shen Lang handed everyone a bottle of water.    

    

Tu Dou and the rest looked around after hearing what he said. Their originally tired eyes were gradually filled with excitement and disbelief.    

    

In the training grounds, more than half of the people had yet to finish their training.    

    

The eight students of Class 5, 3, and 1 who were training with them had not even finished their heavy running.    

    

"Congratulations, soldiers of Class 533." Chen Zhenglai walked over and revealed a rare smile, "Of the 599 recruits in the training camp, your ranking for completing the training is between 196 and 200. Your results, exceeded the entire battalion's 299 people. The name of the trash class that has been passed down in the recruit team, I think it's time to change hands. "    

    

After this afternoon's training, he had a whole new understanding of these five young people. Although their Source Power Level was low, to the point that they had an unlucky person, they had a tenacity and perseverance that the majority of the new recruits in the army did not have.    

    

"Great!" Tu Dou and the others cheered at the same time.    

    

"599 recruits. This number sounds really awkward. Why not just recruit 600?" Xu Mang's mind was still a little dazed, and he couldn't figure out how to answer the question.    

    

"Are you stupid? Didn't you blow up one this afternoon?" Zhao Dacheng punched him.    

    

Xu Mang suddenly woke up from his shock.    

    

"Everyone on the training field, listen up. We, Class 533 Shen Lang, Tu Dou, Zhao Dacheng, Xu Mang and Zhang Yongshun, have completed all the training. We are now in front of the entire training camp's 299 people!" Instructor Chen Zhenglai can testify for us. You all, do you even have the qualifications to call us trash classes, or the qualifications to laugh at us!? " The muscular man shouted at the top of his lungs, his loud voice echoing in the training field for a long time.    

    

In an instant, hundreds of gazes gathered at their side. The emotions in their eyes were mixed: admiration, astonishment, jealousy, and cursing.    

    

Tu Dou and the others had run out of strength long ago, so they couldn't shout and could only clap hard at the muscular man.