In this weird world, I use my body to control all things

"Chen Mo lifted a stone of five hundred kilograms, on top of his armor." An old man with a goatee wrote Chen Mo's results on silk paper.

Chen Mo heard the sound and slowly lowered the stone wheel raised above his head. He was currently conducting the monthly routine assessment of the military camp with many soldiers.

All soldiers in the guard camp must be assessed once a month, and the assessment levels are roughly divided into four levels: A, B, C and D.

Levels A and B are rewarded, level C has no merit and demerit, and level D is punished.

Chen Mo's last assessment result was Grade A, so naturally he wanted it this time.

In addition to being rewarded with one tael of silver, Grade A can also be rewarded with a banquet. Not only can they have a delicious meal, but the earned silver can also be used to buy more meat.

In the past two months, the Mortal Transformation Pearl in Chen Mo's body has accumulated nearly 50% of his energy and blood. At this rate, he will be able to undergo another rebirth in more than two months.

Putting down the stone wheel in his hand, Chen Mo walked to the school field and started taking the shooting test.

Only when all examination schools achieve very good results can they finally receive a Grade A evaluation.

However, it is said to be a test of archery skills. In fact, the real test is to draw the bow and does not need to actually shoot the arrow.

Of course, leaving the bowstring empty would damage the bow, so after drawing the bow, they had to be careful before pulling the bowstring back.

The reason why they are not allowed to actually shoot arrows is also very simple, because arrows are too expensive, and the cost of a good feathered arrow will not be less than one penny. Even General Sun does not dare to let his soldiers shoot at will. Get this money.

Only during daily practice did they have the opportunity to shoot a few arrows by themselves, and they had to take the arrows back after shooting.

From this we can also see that being poor in literature and rich in martial arts is no lie.

This is just foot archery. If you want to practice mounted archery, you will have to add a horse, and the cost will be sky-high.

Therefore, the monthly examination of archery skills only depends on whether the bow-drawing movement is standard and how many stones a strong bow can be drawn.

Chen Mo is strong enough. Even though he has only a short time to practice shooting, the evaluation he gets every time is not low.

After the shooting test, Chen Mo's evaluation was also below A, which was a significant improvement compared to the last time in B Middle School.

After being reborn, in addition to his increased strength, Chen Mo's control over himself has also been greatly enhanced. To put it simply, he can better control the operation of his own strength.

Therefore, he is not slow in learning anything, and his progress is faster than ordinary people.

After the archery test, the flag language came next.

On the battlefield, the situation is complex and ever-changing, and it is not possible to rely on sound to convey messages all the time. They, the soldiers, must be able to understand the flag language.

This is simpler. Except for some stupid people who are naturally stupid and cannot remember things, most soldiers can learn it well in a month or two.

After taking these two exams, the last step is gun skills.

Most of these soldiers learned how to use guns, with the exception of a few who had family traditions of martial arts and were good at using other weapons.

Spear art is easy to learn but difficult to master.

Even an idiot can learn to kill people by thrusting forward after ten days and a half of practice with a long spear.

But if you want to master it and master it thoroughly, it will take a long time.

Chen Mo had learned marksmanship for two months, and he was quite good at practicing the basic moves of prodding, provoking, attacking, and sweeping, but compared with those veterans who had been in the camp for a long time, he was far behind.

In the end, I just got a B grade.

However, combined with the four factors, he is still rated A.

Not only him, but one soldier after another is taking assessments, and the results naturally vary.

I am happy to have passed the A-B assessment, and the C-level assessment has no merit. Fortunately, I can rest for the rest of the day.

As for level D, not only will they have to train next month, but they will also be fined with two days of rest next month.

Originally there were only three days of rest in January, but now there was only one day left for them.

I can't say that the treatment enjoyed by these soldiers is the best in Daqian, but looking at the entire Xingyuan Mansion, it is definitely second to none.

Therefore, the training is also the most rigorous.

After receiving the one or two silver rewards from Jia Ping, Chen Mo walked back to his barracks and waited for the lunch banquet to reward them.

He is still the only one in his barracks, and no one else lives there.

Nowadays, there are many barracks and few soldiers, and most of the veterans live together in groups. Even if they have dozens of new soldiers living in one room, the rest will be more than enough.

Chen Mo also specifically asked Mo Hu for help, telling him not to put anyone in this room again.

The reason for using it is also very simple, that is, I have a friend who is training. If he also becomes a soldier, the two of them can live together later.

If we arrange for other people to come in, it will be difficult to ask them out later.

And the reason why he wants to live alone is because he is a little secretive and is not easy to be seen by others.

As for what to do if Ma Caitong moves in later, we'll have to wait until then to figure it out.

Mo Hu agreed to his request directly. He also had some power in the personal barracks.

Although Chen Mo focused on eating and training during this period, he basically didn't care about other things in the barracks, except for having a slightly better relationship with Mo Hu and getting to know a few recruits who trained with him.

He was not very familiar with the other people in the Janissary camp.

But when there are more people, there will be factional divisions, which is inevitable.

The entire pro-military camp is roughly divided into three factions, the clan faction, the hometown faction and the neutral faction.

The same clan is General Sun's relatives, they share the same surname with him, and the leader is General Sun's nephew.

The relationship between the hometown faction and General Sun is also very close.

Because General Sun has not only his father's family, but also his mother's wife family. The leader of this faction is General Sun's nephew.

Within these two major factions, there are many smaller factions, which fight and cooperate with each other, but these are not things that Chen Mo, an outsider, can understand now.

In addition to the two major factions, there is also a middle faction of more than 30 people. This faction is headed by Mo Dao Mo Hu.

Some are people who don't want to participate in the fight between the other two factions, and the other are people who join the pro-barracks for some other reasons.

Chen Mo has more contact with Mo Hu and is now included in this faction.

There is no way, he is not of the same race, and secondly, he is not from the same hometown. Except for this faction, other factions will not accept him.

Taking sides is not a matter of taking sides if he wants to. He wants to be absolutely neutral unless he is strong enough.

But it was not enough for him now. He found a party to join, it would be better to enjoy the shade under the big tree.

Lying in the room to rest, Chen Mo took out the red blood stone from his arms. Ever since he got the stone, he had taken it out to play with from time to time.

However, until now, he has not found any effect or abnormality on this stone.

"Come on, let's go have dinner. My adoptive father is here too today." Mo Hu knocked on the door and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Chen Mo had had more contact with him during this period, and had a rough understanding of the relationship between him and General Sun.

Mo Hu and Mo Dao are both adopted sons of General Sun, and Mo Hu is called the fifth brother because he is the fifth among many adopted sons.

A few people in front of him can call him Fifth Brother, but most of the other soldiers call him Fifth Brother.

Adopting adopted children is a common method in military camps, mainly to deepen relationships.

In addition, only after accepting an adopted son can the general feel free to train him.

A soldier betrays his master or defectes to another person, and a adopted son stabs his adoptive father in the back. The two are completely different from each other.

Especially for a soldier like Mo Hu, who has little relationship with General Sun. If he switches sides to someone else, no one will say much gossip.

Therefore, before promoting and training him, he is often accepted as an adopted son.

If he wanted to gain General Sun's favor in the future, he would probably have to worship him as his adoptive father.

"Here we come." Chen Mo suddenly stood up from the bed and walked out of the house.

The food we can eat at noon today is many times richer than usual. You will definitely be full if you eat meat. If you have extra, you might be able to bring it back as a late night snack.

He was not very concerned about the fact that General Sun was here today.