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The daily training was heavy and repetitive. Only on the first day did the instructors supervise directly. After that, no one checked on them again. Everything relied entirely on self-discipline, but it was precisely this setup that pushed everyone to fight harder. Because here, everyone was competing. Song Feng vaulted over the 800-meter obstacle course. Looking back at Wei Xiaoyan catching up behind him, he grinned. "Look at this, full of life, aren’t they?" Wei Xiaoyan had noticed it too.…- 185.4 K • Completed
- "Aaaugh—!" Bai Xuyao let out a pained scream as he was hurled through the air. Just a few minutes earlier, he had been standing tall with smug confidence, barking orders like a seasoned drill instructor. "One at a time! You—" he pointed at Song Feng. "You go first. Stop dragging your feet like some delicate little flower." He even ran up to drag Song Feng forward himself, bouncing with excitement as if all his earlier exhaustion had been swept away. Song Feng allowed himself to be pulled…
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- Xiao Mingxuan took only a few minutes to piece together what had happened. He looked at the two pitiful mice through the plastic bags, worn out after being handled so roughly, then picked them up and set them on the desk. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "What do you think of Bai Xuyao?" "He taught me how to fold a tofu block. He’s a good guy," Song Feng said with approval. Xiao Mingxuan gave him a skeptical look."That’s it?" Song Feng had half his body sprawled over the desk,…
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- Bai Xuyao stumbled and collapsed across the finish line. The next moment, he could no longer hold it in. He opened his mouth and vomited, as if he were about to puke up his very bile. His legs had not felt like his own for the entire run. All he could manage was to move them forward one after the other in mechanical succession. The sound behind him had never ceased. From time to time, he could even feel the faint contact of a plastic bag brushing the back of his neck, along with the squirming thing inside.…
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- The barracks looked more like a storage warehouse. Rows upon rows of military cots were packed tightly together. Each bed was a simple design: canvas stretched across a metal frame. Song Feng and Wei Xiaoyan’s beds were tucked into a corner. He did a rough headcount and estimated there were nearly a hundred people inside. The space between each bed was minimal. Two tall metal racks stood near the wall by the entrance, meant for storing washbasins and toiletries. The place felt incredibly cramped. Song…
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- Xiao Mingxuan was the chief instructor for the training program. Normally, he would not appear before the first elimination round, but this time, two very specific individuals had joined the team. He had no choice but to personally come and drag them away. Under the watchful eyes of everyone present, Song Feng and Wei Xiaoyan silently followed the officer out. Not a word was spoken on the way. Only after they stepped into the office did Song Feng suddenly lunge forward. Xiao Mingxuan sensed the rush of…
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- "What did you say?! What about my vacation? Did you eat it?!" His boss replied, "He’s offering triple the rate. Song Feng, I promise you’ll get your break after this job. That’s final." Song Feng stared at the phone that had just been hung up. "Goddamn capitalism!" His current assignment wasn’t even over yet, but the company had already signed him up for the next one. He would be facing Fu Shanming again and could only hope he would survive the job. It was already nighttime. He narrowed…
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- Song Feng had been forced to rest for two and a half months before finally shaking off Song Zhe’s poison. In high spirits, he drove over to Guoan and settled into the seat across from Wang Yizhong, gently broaching the topic of money. Everything went smoothly until they got to the cost of a single dose of the drug, where things hit a wall. The problem was that Xiao Mingxuan had only submitted a report and hadn’t mentioned anything else. Song Feng was furious and demanded Wang Yizhong call him…
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- Muheon's fingers gently probed his hone, and then he pushed a little harder. He could feel Hakyung muscles tense up, but he accepted his finger without difficulty. "Hmph......." Hakyung let out a small groan and wiggled his hips. Muheon, who had been gently stroking Hakyung's side to soothe him, suddenly grabbed Hakyung's knee and lifted him up. Before Hakyung, who had been folded in half in an instant, could even be surprised, Muheon’s tongue had already reached his hole. He licked…
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“Huaiming, I…” Song Jing still tried to defend himself. However, Xia Huaiming had completely run out of patience. “Enough.” Song Jing might’ve been the one Xia Huaiming was most satisfied with, but no matter how satisfied, he was still just a side piece. Xia Huaiming despised people who didn’t know their place—and this time, Song Jing had stepped out of line. “Don’t come over for the time being. I don’t want to see you.” With that, the call was mercilessly cut…- 251.6 K • Completed
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