Chapter 474: Chapter 474: A Beautiful Memento
Mu Jianling changed the training method and had the students fight against each other between groups. Consequently, the morning’s entire training session was full of mishaps. There were more than a few students, like Xuzhou and Zhang Ye, who couldn’t distinguish their allies from their enemies in time, and there were many instances of friendly fire.
Besides the huge blunders made by people like Zhang Ye and Xuzhou, those with great military combat skills like Chu Jiaojiao and Yue Qiguang had zero sense of teamwork. They fought alone, showing off their reckless bravery.
As a result—
People like Chu Jiaojiao and Yue Qiguang were targeted by everyone else and wiped out in one fell swoop.
Furthermore...
By the end, everyone had bruised faces, swollen like pig faces, unrecognizable. So nobody knew who lost and who won anymore. Anyone who seemed like a possible enemy was pounced on and beaten mercilessly.
...
Watching all this, Ji You couldn’t help but feel the pain on her own face.
It was the first day of training, and these students had no sense of teamwork whatsoever, all acting haphazardly and causing chaos. And Mu Jianling the teacher? She remained indifferent to everything that was happening, calmly watching her soap opera.
The only ones who performed slightly better were Shen Changqing and his group. But, Shen Changqing’s opponents included top students like Yue Qiyuan, Lou, and Lance. It seemed Yue Qiyuan had decided that Shen Changqing and his group were the biggest threat, his policy being to eliminate them at all costs...
So—
The battle between the two sides was evenly matched, and even though Shen Changqing knew that the situation wasn’t right, he was completely tied down and had no time to organize his troops or determine strategic plans and steps...
Then, Shen Changqing also went down.
Yue Qiyuan went down too.
Even Sheng Qingyan, who had been slacking off, went down.
...
Everyone ended up with pig faces, lying on the ground like corpses, looking at the chaotic battle scene, and feeling extremely embarrassed.
Until the fight was nearing its end, Yue Qiyuan, Lou, Lance, and their group, with their reckless strategy, managed to emerge victorious. Just then, Mu Jianling had just finished watching an episode of her TV drama. She stopped, looked over at the ’corpses’ lying on the ground without any fighting power left, and asked in a cold tone, "How does it feel? Is the floor cold?"
No one said a word.
No one dared to say a word.
Mu Jianling snorted: "No response? Seems like the floor is quite warm then. In that case—everyone lie down for an hour."
Ji You was the first to jump up and loudly said, "Teacher! I think the floor is very cold, freezing cold; I can’t lie down..."
Mu Jianling drew out her response: "Oh? Just endure a bit longer, lie there, and you’ll soon lose all feeling."
Ji You: "..."
Making trouble out of nothing!
This teacher was just making trouble out of nothing.
Mu Jianling scolded: "A bunch of idiots! Nothing but a disorderly mob! If I sent you out to a battle now, the place you’re lying would become your mortuary."
Students: "..."
Mu Jianling continued to scold: "What? You disagree?"
The students collectively kept their mouths shut.
Mu Jianling said: "With your lack of organization and discipline, just a few level-5 Star Beasts could easily wipe you all out."
Students: "..."
Mu Jianling snorted coldly: "The floor is cold, isn’t it? But is it as cold as a mortuary? Want to experience it in advance?"
Students: "..."
Mu Jianling’s eyes were cold: "If you want to try, I can arrange a one-way ticket for you right here."
Hiss~
The students were even less willing to utter a sound, shrinking back like quails.
Mu Jianling scanned the collapsed students, her gaze sharp as a blade edge, sweeping over each student’s pig face without missing a single one, rebuking: "Each and every one of you thinks you’re capable, right? You think one can take on two or three others, no problem? What’s the reality?"
With that, her gaze particularly fell on Chu Jiaojiao, Yue Qiguang, and others.
"Fools!"
"No matter how strong an individual is, they cannot do without the collective."
"Especially in large-scale battles, it’s not a place for personal bravery. I’m only saying this once—if what happened today occurs again, all academic points will be deducted, and you will repeat the grade."
Wham—
Losing academic points was bad enough, but repeating the grade?
That punishment was way too severe, wasn’t it?
Mu Jianling said, "I won’t go over how bad your performance was, as I’m afraid that if I did, you would feel so ashamed you’d want to dig a hole on the spot and bury yourselves."
The students: "..."
Indeed.
With just a few short sentences from the teacher, everyone wished they could dig a hole and bury themselves.
Mu Jianling said, "Throughout the process, the cameras in the training room have recorded all of your performances, both as a group and individually. You can go watch them yourselves."
No one made a sound.
Mu Jianling asked loudly, "Can you hear me?"
The students altogether: "Yes!"
Mu Jianling nodded and said, "Well, since you can hear, then—deduct 5 academic points for everyone."
The students: "..."
After announcing the decision, Mu Jianling gestured and said, "Healing."
Upon Mu Jianling’s command, the treatment cabins, already prepared in the training room, were distributed to each student by little robots, and then the students obediently lay down in them, one by one.
Ji You, hiding in the crowd with her swollen face and chest aching from the pain, glared at the little robot that handed her the treatment cabin—the same culprit that beat her up like this—feeling her molars ache with pain as well.
That damned robot, one day, she would strip its skin and pull out its tendons! Tear it to pieces!
Little Robot: "I feel a chill."
Ji You glared: "You, a robot, can feel a chill?"
The Little Robot, in a robotic manner, said, "My internal chip has programs that simulate human senses, of course, I can feel it."
Upon hearing this, Ji You became a bit interested: "Can you feel pain? Like if I punch you, will it hurt?"
Little Robot: "No. As a combat robot, when necessary, I will be conscripted into the army to fight on the front lines. My development team believes that removing my sense of pain is more advantageous for winning battles."
Ji You: "Oh—"
Which meant, no matter how hard she hit it, it wouldn’t hurt.
That’s frustrating.
...
The disastrous physical fitness class of the 131st Combat Department finally ended after half an hour of the students’ recovery. Looking at the students who were originally lying around like dead pigs, now reinvigorated, Mu Jianling said, "Class dismissed."
She took a step to leave.
Suddenly—
A scream came from the group of students. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Ji You jump three feet high, exclaiming, "Teacher! Why does my face still look like a pig’s head?"
All the other injuries were healed, so why was her face left like this? It was unreasonable!
And completely unscientific!
Inhumane!
Then—
The others were just about to laugh at Ji You, only to discover that it wasn’t just Ji You—all of them had swollen, pig-faced looks. Everybody was dumbfounded.
Mu Jianling stopped, turned her head back, and looked towards Ji You and the other students, saying indifferently, "To leave you a lovely, unforgettable memory."
The crowd: "..."