The strongest ruler of the galaxy

Chapter 7

Hell, a veritable hellish training camp.

Until then, everyone finally realized why the people in the Earth Branch of the Cosmic Mercenary Alliance were so afraid of Scar, because it was actually too bloody and brutal, and it was simply a demon who regarded human life as nothing.

And in the days that followed, everyone had an incomparably deep understanding of this point.

"Trash! They're all trash! Just relying on you bastards to try to become official cosmic mercenaries? I really laughed my ass off!"

"Don't tell me your names, because I'm not interested in knowing. In my heart, you all have a unified name, and that's trash!"

"Want to leave the earth? Go to the interstellar? Want to earn a lot of money? Want one after another beauties to circle around you? Damn! Wake up to me, you scumbags even the most basic training courses You can’t even meet the standard, and you still have the guts to think about other things?!”

"Three months! There are only three months. If you don't satisfy me, then I will take a gun and blast your heads one by one!"

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Scar's roar and roar resounded through the sky above the Shadowsong Forest, using all kinds of strange and perverted methods to wantonly trample the body and spirit of everyone in the training camp.

This is not over yet, Scar numbered everyone in the training camp, and ranked them from number one to number one according to their training performance each day.

In other words, the names and code names of Ye Tian and others were completely erased, and there was only one serial number, and this serial number was still changing every day.

No one dared to slack off in the slightest, they all gritted their teeth and tried their best to improve their numerical rankings, because the bottom ten every day would be severely punished, especially the bottom one would be scarred beating.

If you are the bottom one for three consecutive days, congratulations, you have won the lottery, and the reward is a bullet.

After witnessing Scar blowing the head of an unlucky ghost to pieces with a pistol, everyone felt an extremely strong sense of crisis in their hearts, and they trained desperately and strived for a good performance.

Scar's training methods are very bloody and cruel, but it has to be said that it is also under this unprecedented high pressure that the training effect is surprisingly good, but in just half a month, everyone in the training camp has been reborn. Whether it's physical fitness or mental will, there have been earth-shaking changes compared to the beginning, and there is a faint smell of a predator.

Another point, and the most important point, is that everyone has gradually become accustomed to bloody killings.

On the one hand, it was because Scar would pull out the pistol from time to time to headshot some unlucky ghost, and on the other hand, it was because of the environment they were in. In the Shadowsong Forest where various mutant monsters infested, there was no danger. No, even if they are only on the edge, they will still be attacked by various mutant monsters.

In fact, on the first day of their special training, there was an unlucky ghost who carelessly built his residence in the territory of a mutated granite python, and was killed by that terrifying python that night. Clinging to death, the bones of the whole body were shattered inch by inch, and then the whole person was swallowed into the stomach bit by bit.

But when everyone was so scared, Scar was holding a cigar, watching with relish, and laughed endlessly, "See, you scumbags, are you a little envious of those guys whose heads were shot? At least they died very happily, as for you, that might be the case!"

After that terrifying night, everyone in the training camp consciously developed a good habit, that is, sleeping three minutes and waking up seven minutes, staying vigilant at all times, and they all changed their residences into burrows by coincidence, and set up many traps around them , as soon as there is a sign of trouble, he will wake up immediately.

Ye Tian also felt pressured and couldn't take it anymore, but he always gritted his teeth and persisted, and no matter how tired or painful his body was, he would take the initiative to train more after the daily high-intensity special training.

"Nine hundred and ninety-eight, nine hundred and ninety-nine..." Ye Tian ignored the strange gazes of other people as if looking at a monster, and consciously practiced the strange physical skills taught by the old man. For more than ten years, the cultivation of physical skills has long been formed Instinctive habit.

"I said No. [-], you have been at the top for two consecutive days, so there is no need to work so hard, right? How can you make me feel bad for a person who has had the last miserable experience?" Seeing that the muscles in his body were already twitching, but Ye Tian, ​​who had always gritted his teeth and persisted, a little fat man came up to him, speechless, and couldn't help exclaiming.

"The thousandth one!" Ye Tian exhausted all his breastfeeding strength, and after completing today's one thousand goals, he let go of his strength and lay down on the ground, panting heavily.

Ye Tian didn't respond to the little fat man's words, but quietly looked up at the night sky of the Shadowsong Forest, a little lost in thought. On the first day he came to participate in the special training, his good brother Zhao Yinshan also officially left the earth for the water source star. We are separated from each other, and we don't know when we will meet again in the future.

It is foreseeable that his good brother Zhao Yinshan will receive the most careful training and the best resource support, and it is estimated that he will emerge soon and become an elite member of mankind. On the other hand, his starting point is much lower. As a trainee mercenary, he can only fulfill his original promise if he works harder.

And he didn't want to break his promise.

"It's really boring! I found that joining the Cosmic Mercenary Alliance, especially this training camp, was an out-and-out mistake. If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have come if I was killed!" The little fat man smashed He clicked his mouth and lay down beside Ye Tian.

Unlike Ye Tian, ​​his family background is quite superior, he just became a trainee mercenary in order to seek excitement, and he wanted to experience passionate and bloody battles, but who would have thought that reality and dreams are completely different? Two different things, and far more cruel than he expected.

The little fat man regretted it very much, and tried every means to withdraw from this training camp, and even planned to withdraw from the Cosmic Mercenary Alliance altogether, but what made him extremely depressed and even desperate was that all his applications were rejected one by one, and As a result, Scar was beaten violently.

After a pause, the little fat man kindly reminded: "Number one, you should also be careful with number two recently, that guy has been pressured by you twice in a row, he is very unwilling, I noticed the way he looks at you It’s very unkind, and it might cause trouble for you.”

"Thank you! But some troubles can't be avoided if you want to, and...the troubles have already come." Ye Tian turned over, moved his sore arms at will, and smiled at the little fat man beside him.

Where there are people, there is competition, let alone in an organization like the Cosmic Mercenary Alliance. In fact, the competition has already begun from the moment these people participated in the training camp, and Scar is in special every day. During the training, it is also consciously stimulating everyone's sense of competition, such as the daily numerical ranking.

Therefore, since the beginning of the special training, Ye Tian, ​​who has been performing fairly well, has long been mentally prepared. When he saw that trouble was found on his head, he didn't panic, but stood up slowly.

"Stinky boy, I've been annoyed by you for a long time. How dare a pariah like you overpower me?" The number two in the little fat man's mouth, a two-meter-tall and extremely burly man stepped forward, Aggressive, with the posture of fighting if there is any disagreement.

Everyone in the training camp also gathered around one after another. No one tried to persuade them to fight. Instead, they folded their arms, making it clear that they were gloating and waiting for a good show.

For Ye Tian, ​​although they didn't hate Ye Tian like No. [-], as long as they thought of being left behind by a guy from a slum like Ye Tian, ​​they felt uncomfortable.

Only the little fat man who has a good relationship with Ye Tian couldn't bear it, and couldn't help standing up to dissuade him: "I said number two, are you suspected of taking advantage of others like this? You must know that number one has just finished extra training, and his physical strength has been exhausted. Completely overdrawn, isn't it a bit too shameless for you to launch a challenge at this time? If you have the ability, you can launch a challenge tomorrow morning!"

"Get out! A crane like you has the face to stand up and speak out? Didn't you see that Mr. Scar didn't intend to stop it?!" No. [-] gave the little fat man a vicious look, and couldn't help but become a little angry.

As the little fat man said, it was precisely at this time that he came to trouble Ye Tian. Although his words were full of disdain for Ye Tian, ​​he was quite afraid of Ye Tian in his heart.

A kid from a slum area looks ordinary, but under such a high-intensity devil training, not only did he persevere, but his number ranking has always been very high, and he has firmly occupied it in the past few days. No. 1, it is a little incredible.

What makes No. [-] feel threatened is that Ye Tian is the one who grows the fastest among them, and he has very strict requirements on himself. After the special training every day, he has to do extra training. Masochistic tendencies.

Because of this, No. [-] took the initiative to challenge Ye Tian, ​​wanting to abolish this biggest competitor.

The atmosphere on the field immediately became tense, and it seemed that this No. [-] battle had been avoided.

Because at this moment, Scar, who heard the movement, also came over Shi Shiran, made a beach chair as if by magic, lay down on it, then lit a cigar very comfortably, and urged: Hurry up, what are you still doing with the ink? I'll give you 10 minutes, if I miss the Hatsune Miku music concert, you bastards won't have to sleep tonight!"

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PS: I have received a lot of rewards, and the most important thing is to see a lot of familiar IDs. Thank you for accompanying me all the way. What Lao Niu can do is to write this book well and live up to the support of everyone~
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