Strange Military Training Experiences Increase

In the office of the president of Shen City University,

"Is it a bit too much to request an A-level superpowered individual to assist in the military training of an ordinary college student?"

The president of Shen City University wore Hanfu, looking every bit like an otherworldly wise old man.

He stroked his beard and said slowly, "Besides, it's too late for me to request now."

The dean of curriculum slapped a folder on the desk in front of the old president: "President, if I couldn't summon an S-level superpowered individual, I would have wanted to summon one."

The old president lowered his eyes to look at the documents on the desk, which were the profile of a new student.

He put on his reading glasses to look through the profile.

What's the issue here?

This young man looks promising and capable, apart from some fabricated traces in his family background. There are no problems otherwise.

He contemplated for a moment before speaking slowly, "Which prominent figure's son is he?"

Otherwise, the old president really couldn't understand why an S-level superpowered individual had to oversee this.

The dean of curriculum: ......

Can't afford to anger the top boss.

"Take a look at his superpower level."

Upon hearing this, the old president went through the document word for word. He casually adjusted his slipping reading glasses.

"Is there a problem with your documents? Be more careful next time. This is too preposterous - assigning a student an A-level rating."

The dean of curriculum forced out a smile through gritted teeth, "President, there is no mistake in these documents."

No mistake?

The old president's reading glasses slipped again. His placid facade shattered as he widened his clouded eyes.

With the documents in his left hand, he tapped them with his right.

"With his level, what's the point of him attending university? Didn't the admissions office review this? They just let this prank application slip through?"

"I asked the special admissions office. His superpower level was still C-level back then."

As the dean of curriculum explained on behalf of his colleague, he snatched back the documents from the old president's hands: "When we were inputting his information, it was based on the previous documents. But when Qi Yuan reported today, the archives and information he submitted indicated that he's an A-level superpowered individual."

"Just to be safe, I also called the Superpower Association to confirm, and their reply was that he's A-level."

The old president fell completely silent. He flung his sleeve in exasperation,

"Might as well exempt him from military training then."

He imagined the drill sergeant barking orders arrogantly at the new students, only to get smacked down in return. The military training would become pointless then.

The main goal of military training was for new students to learn teamwork. It would be impossible to create an environment where even an A-level superpowered individual needed to cooperate.

"What about our advertised 'mandatory military training for all' then?"

Military training could be postponed to the next batch, but could not be skipped entirely.

This was one of the principles they established when founding the school.

With Qi Yuan as a precedent, how could they continue rejecting requests from children of the powerful and privileged?

"Uh......"

The old president was rendered speechless. Explicit rules could not be easily broken.

He tapped his fingers on the desk, deep in thought.

After a while, a spark flashed in the old president's eyes. He laughed loudly while slapping his palms together.

"We only said participation in military training is compulsory. We didn't say one can't serve as drill sergeant instead."

A look of astonishment flashed in the dean of curriculum's eyes. "You mean... make him drill sergeant?"

"Perfect idea!"

The old president resumed his otherworldly wise aura, nodding his head.

The dean of curriculum came to a sudden realization.

That's right, we didn't specify one can't be drill sergeant.

Teaching assistants only participated in parts of the training. That's not considered full participation. But drill sergeants were different - they were involved throughout the entire training.

Additionally, multiple drill sergeants were assigned to each platoon to ensure student safety. It wouldn't be a problem for Qi Yuan to blend in among them without any technical requirements.

As expected, experience is the best teach... *cough cough*

"Brilliant, President! Your ingenious idea is most admirable."

The dean of curriculum kept sucking up.

The old president waved his hand, wearing an inscrutable smile with mystique in his eyes.

This made the dean of curriculum even more in awe.

After the dean of curriculum left, the old president slapped the table and guffawed loudly.

......

After the woman walked away victoriously with a seductive swagger,

The bespectacled man adjusted his slipping glasses and nodded awkwardly at Qi Yuan and the others.

"I'm Zou Ziyi. Nice to meet you two."

Qi Yuan and Liao Shiquan also exchanged introductions.

Zou Ziyi's eyes were listless. He spoke softly, "I still need to tidy up my room. Let's chat later."

After that, he closed the door after Qi Yuan and Liao Shiquan indicated he should make himself at home.

Liao Shiquan stroked his chin and spoke slowly, "Didn't expect the number one combat student of Shen City High to be this kind of person."

"You didn't go to the same high school?"

From the name Shen City High, it was apparent this was the most prestigious high school in the city. There was no reason Liao Shiquan didn't attend the best school.

"I went to a private high school."

Qi Yuan's face was aloof.

Damn it, I knew he must be one of those despicable rich kids!

Not satisfied with just private gatherings, they had to set up a separate school.

After chatting for a bit, Liao Shiquan also took his leave.

Since he only reported on the last day of enrollment, there would be a class meeting that afternoon.

Around that time, Qi Yuan also headed to the classroom building after tidying up his room.

Combat Major Class 1 classroom.

The atmosphere in this classroom formed a stark contrast with other freshman classrooms.

Zou Ziyi sat in the corner wiping his firearms;

Liao Shiquan leaned against his seat lost in thought;

Gao Changze propped his chin up with one hand, gazing out the window;

Other than waving at Qi Yuan when he entered, Jiang Wenyin spent the rest of the time whispering to the girl beside her who was digging her nails into her palm while hugging a big hammer;

Some were silently sizing up their classmates' abilities......

Silence could be infectious. Just like sometimes when the teacher was absent, the classroom would suddenly become so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Didn't expect Jiang Wenyin to be attending the same university and even be in the same class. Although they only had a brief encounter, Qi Yuan remembered she was quite capable.

He didn't break the silence, just sat quietly playing on his phone. He shared the news of being in the same class as Jiang Wenyin with Shi Jianwen.

The class advisor walked in, about to yell "Quiet down!" but the words got stuck in his throat.

This novice advisor didn't know what to make of such a silent classroom. It was his first time seeing something like this.

"Everyone return to...*cough cough*, since everyone is seated, I'll briefly go over the arrangements."

".....Add the class group chat...."

The advisor went over a bunch of school notices and graduation criteria.

Then he handed out booklets to everyone.

The originally silent atmosphere became even more silent as the advisor droned on.

"The key points I just went over are all in here. Consult the booklet if you have any questions."

"Next is the military training starting tomorrow...."

At the mention of military training, those who were previously slouched immediately sat up to pay attention.

".....School uniforms can be purchased on campus. Remember to wear yours when assembling on the parade grounds tomorrow."

Shen City University's curriculum often involved experiential learning outdoors, including cleanup tasks in the wilderness as well as venturing into the integrated realm.

Therefore, the school specially designed combat uniforms similar to task force attire for students to wear during outdoor training, to facilitate management.

Most prepared newcomers already got theirs based on online tips. The advisor was just reminding them again as a precaution.

"Ask your classmates in the group chat if you have any questions. I won't repeat myself."

After the advisor finished speaking, he announced dismissal. He took two steps with his thermos before turning back.

"Qi Yuan, come with me for a bit."

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