There Is No Afterlife

It was already afternoon, and the sunlight was no longer harsh, but softened.The other three companion planets hidden in the sky are already clearly visible. If it is on the earth, this scene can probably be called the same brightness of the sun and the moon.

Very dreamy scenery, but unfortunately no one appreciates it.

80.00% of the five freshmen have arrived, but because there are still some freshmen who have not arrived, the instructor does not give them food at all.

Everyone can only continue to wait hungry.

Brad was also in the waiting line, sitting on a rock, he stared quietly into the distance.

Except for Chairman Domra, all the freshmen of the Mecha Department have arrived, and their rankings are all very high. Not surprisingly, according to the group average score, they should be No.1.

But the battleship command line is also good: Brad was actually the first to arrive this time due to something wrong with Domra midway!

Even if the team's average score is not as good as that of the mecha department, but they won the first place in the individual, which sounds good.

Next, it depends on when the remaining four people in the department will arrive...

Until this moment, his mind was still very calm.

until--

He suddenly heard a heavy roar.

Booming, it sounded like thunder.No, not thunder.

A head slowly popped up on the horizon, and then a long neck. An extremely strong brontosaurus appeared in front of his eyes. This was not what surprised him the most. Brad opened his eyes slightly in surprise. The neat team in front of him!

There were six people in a row, and they ran towards the finish line in a neat step!

Then, continuing to line up, they passed the finish line one by one, and the sensor device on the line automatically counted their number and freshman department.The information of each new student is then sent to the military training instructor's wrist brain.

"Faculty of Cuisine, Department of Fine Arts, Department of Music, all members are here!" After the last Dobby passed, he announced the statistical results. After a while, the name of another freshman came from his watch, and he glanced at the back of Thunder Dragon. The small tyrannosaurus, who had always been cold-faced, had a faint smile on his lips, and then he announced: "All members of the mecha department are here!"

Because of his words, there was a short noise among the freshmen who had arrived at the scene: the instructor did not say that! He would just tell the freshmen who ran across the finish line with a straight face how much time he had spent!This time it was announced that everyone was present!

For some reason, Brad suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Two hours later, his premonition came true:

"The results of this physical fitness test have been calculated. No. 1 is the Department of Cooking, Department of Art, Department of Music, and Department of Mecha. The results are 29 hours and [-] minutes."

There was an uproar——

"How could this happen! They were obviously the last batch to arrive!" Someone protested on the spot.

"...I don't need to answer your question." Facing the noise below, the instructor in black just pulled the brim of his hat. His voice was not high, but after he spoke, all the noise disappeared.

"This is the only time, and the next one is not an example: the results of this test are based on the department, and only the last student's result is saved!"

"what!"

"In the army, everyone lives in a group. A general leads a group of soldiers to the battlefield. The general arrives first, and the soldiers are left far behind by him. You say how he will fight next. "

After speaking, leaving the freshmen with a black back, he turned and walked in the direction of the cooking department.

"Can you tell me why you came running here?" The whole process of the test is equipped with a monitoring system, and the performance of the freshmen along the way is all in the eyes of the instructors.

"Because..." Mugen glanced at Dobby: "Dobby and I have told many stories about raising cattle. As long as they live in a group, even if the cattle get injured or get lost, they won't panic too much. They can recover quickly. Get up and walk a long way; but occasionally there will be a lost cow, and Dobby said that once the cow is lost, it is basically impossible to survive.

Running alone must be very tiring, but it will be much better if everyone runs together.”

Scratching his head, Mugen smiled.

Looking straight at the black-haired boy, the instructor didn't speak.His eyes immediately fell on Dobby, who was sweating profusely, and came back alone with a tyrannosaur on his back. He fell from the first row to the last row, but even so, he survived the whole process, even so , His classmates did not abandon him, everyone slowed down and ran with him.

"Didn't there be other students who fell behind before? Why did you only memorize this student?"

Unexpectedly, the instructor would take the initiative to talk to him, Dobby was flustered for a while, and then stammered after a long while: "Because, because the others have stopped running?

Only this man, he looks very uncomfortable, but he is still running hard, his knees are broken..."

A long trail of salt and blood stains trailed behind him, these are proofs that Domura ran forward desperately even in the state of extreme pain.

"Help those who are self-motivated and give up those who have already given up. You are very good and a principled person." Nodding, the instructor smiled at Dobby for the first time, and turned to look at Mu Gen: "You think so too Is it?"

Mugen rushed over with Dobby. After Mugen passed, all the freshmen came to help.

The teenager already has quite the charisma on his team.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing the instructor's question, Mu Gen scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Can I not answer this question?"

It was the first time I heard this kind of answer among the recruits. The instructor raised his eyebrows, and then rejected Mu Gen with a straight face: "No. In the army, the chief does not need to answer the questions of the subordinates, but the subordinates must answer all the questions of the chief. You must answer truthfully!"

Mu Gen's face turned red strangely.

Carefully looking around and noticing that Domra had been taken away by the medical staff, Mugen said in a low voice: "Doug said that the runway for the test was used to transport food, so at that time we wondered if we could go on the road. While picking up the dropped food, and then...then I saw Domura over there."

"He looks quite fat..." The last sentence was so low that only the instructor could hear it.

"Pfft—" The instructor, who had always shown a cold face, actually laughed.

The freshmen are fine, after all, they are not familiar with the instructors here, but the other instructors standing beside them are all dumbfounded O_o Who is this person in front of them?Or have they worked together for half a year without a coworker who is smiling, calm and timid?

"I, I'm not very good at distinguishing between classmates and food!" After a while, Mu Gen lowered his head in embarrassment.

"..." The instructor was speechless in the face of a Tyrannosaurus who would mistake him for food, "Your appetite is very good!"

"Thank you, Dad said that too." Automatically taking this sentence as a compliment, Mu Gen smiled again with his signature white teeth.

Seeing these two rows of familiar little white teeth again, the classmates of Chairman Mu Gen's knees softened in unison.

The instructor in black was stunned for a moment:

"You, don't be afraid of me."

He used an affirmative sentence.

The guy in black who dared to refuse to answer his questions and smiled so happily at him had not been seen by the instructor in black for 50 years.

"Uh, why are you afraid? You are very similar to my uncle, which makes me feel very kind!"

Freshmen-_-||It's over: Openly befriending the instructors in public, do you think these humanoid weapons will really be moved by you?too naive!

Instructor in black: "Thank you, I hope to have a nephew like you!"

Freshmen: Ma Dan! I was really moved!

"According to the usual practice, today's dinner will be prepared by the last person." Another instructor stood up in time and announced the long-awaited news about the dinner.

Under the leadership of the instructors, the freshmen walked towards the restaurant with their hungry bellies in their hands.

However, under the guidance of another instructor, the students of the Warship Command Department walked towards the back kitchen of the camp.

The last one in this military training is the Battleship Command Department.

With his back straightened, Brad felt the sharp gazes from other departments behind him.

"Hey! Are you freshmen in the Department of Cooking at Imperial Comprehensive College? Your seniors and seniors' seniors have all worked with me!" The three cooks had been waiting there for a long time. The tall and strong chef couldn't help but shine.

"...We are from the Battleship Command Department." Brad said these words with great difficulty.For the honor of the battleship command department, he had to reveal his identity to the other party.

However, revealing one's identity is in itself the most damaging thing to the reputation of the command department.

Staring stiffly at the chef's broad waist, Brad said word by word.

"Oh... no one is missing, come and help." He casually waved to Brad, and the fat chef led the future commanders to the backyard of the kitchen.A large green vegetable field covered the entire vegetable garden. Pointing to the vegetable field, the fat chef ordered: "You, you and you, find six more people to pick crunchy vegetables, and it will cost 300 kilograms; the tall man over there , you and the six people behind you are going to pick the yellow vegetables over there, [-] kilograms; the heterogeneous kakagua at ten o'clock is very heavy, and the fat man over there, you take a few more people to pick them, and you need to pick [-]. Not one less!

15 minutes to pick all the vegetables and fill the basket over there!"

One order after another was quickly spit out from the fat chef's mouth. Following his orders, the freshmen ran to do things one by one, and the number of freshmen behind him became less and less, until Brad was the only one left.

Silently following behind the fat chef, Brad suddenly frowned: there is a stench...

After crossing a corner, Brad followed the fat chef to a horrible place he had never seen before: inside the door was a small dark room with only one light bulb, and a stench of excrement came out of his nostrils, and the cloth Ryder couldn't help taking a step back.

However, this retreat seemed even worse! He felt that his foot had stepped into a lump of mud, and he reflexively wanted to lift his foot up, but the sole of his shoe seemed to be glued to the ground.

Disgusting—that was the only thing on Brad's mind.

This is not even worse, the next second, he felt a hot mass suddenly hit his feet!There was a humming sound from the mouth, and the thing had an extremely terrible stench!

"Go away!" The next second, Brad felt a light on his leg, but it was the fat chef who kicked the thing away mercilessly.

"The illuminator is broken again." As he said, the fat chef took out a portable light source from his pocket, and Brad finally had a clear view of the room.

"This is... this is..." He was stunned.

"What a fuss, I've never seen a pigtail circle!" The fat chef gave Brad a reproachful look.

Brad froze for a moment: He really hadn't seen a piggy circle.

He has lived a good life since he was a child, and this military camp is the dirtiest place he has ever been to.

"This is a meat animal imported from a rural planet called Earth. It is called a piggy. It is easy to feed and grows meat quickly. After improvement, the meat yield is extremely high. It is just that the captive breeding process is a bit dirty. The fat chef obviously couldn't bear it either, he took a few steps back holding his nose, and glanced at Brad: "From today until the end of the military training, your mission is to raise this piggie!"

"What!" Brad yelled, unable to maintain a calm expression any longer!

The changeable expression of "I have opinions" suddenly disappeared from the fat face, and the moment he was stared at by the slender eyes of the fat chef, Brad felt that all the hairs on his back were blown up!

"This, this... this is not fair!" Brad tried to fight.

"This is punishment." But the fat chef shattered all his cover-ups with one sentence.

"If a team completes a task well, the leader who receives the highest reward must be their leader; in the same way, a team that fails a task must be punished the most severely by its leader."

"As much power as you have, you have to bear as much responsibility. Not only you, but the leader of any department that is the last one in the next subject will be punished."

"It's not discrimination, it's not unfair. It's punishment, nothing more."

After saying this, the fat chef's tall body disappeared from the door.

Brad stood there stunned, until a minute later, the dirty piggie rubbed against his calf again.

This night, the freshmen of the Imperial Comprehensive College had a terrible dinner: the lettuce was not washed, dust and sauces were poured together, and it was impossible to clean them! The meat pieces were of different sizes, one pot of meat, some They are overcooked, and some are not cooked at all! The problem of raw or cooked is fine, the key is that it is extremely salty!

"Abuse! The cooking department of the barracks abused the students!" Someone stood up on the spot.

"The one who abused you is the battleship command department who prepared the dinner today, please settle the score and don't find the wrong person." The fat chef was not angry, he smiled beside him.

Behind him, the heads of a group of future commanders wearing aprons dropped even lower, wanting to fold them and bury them in their chests.

This evening, everyone didn't enjoy eating at all, but thinking that they don't know what terrible project is waiting for them tomorrow, everyone still ate hard.

Except Brad.

After two hours with such a filthy creature, he had already vomited twice, leaving his empty stomach with nothing but dry nausea.

Domla also didn't eat anything. His abdominal pain was caused by intestinal spasm, which is a relatively common problem in the Tyrannosaurus group. The operation is also very simple. In comparison, the more serious thing is the sunburn on his body and broken knees.

When the intestinal spasm broke out, he was able to run for more than two hours. Even the medical officer was shocked by this little tyrannosaur!

After returning to the dormitory, Dobby told Mugen that on behalf of all members of the Wallflowers, Dobby went to condolences to Domra.

There are five members in Domra's dormitory—all Tyrannosaurs.

For a herbivorous dinosaur breaking into a tyrannosaur's den, Dobby was very... sluggish.

"It turns out that your companion secretly hid the food for you." Dobby saw a few pieces of meat by Domura's window at a glance. They were wrapped in napkins, and the soup had been sucked dry. It was not tasty at all. Meat looks even worse.

"But those meats are terrible. I brought you delicious food!" Dobby sat down on the edge of Domra's bed, looked around, and made sure that there was no instructor. I took out two big bags and bags!

"It was given to you by Chairman Mugen's uncle. It's a condolence item." He told the source of the steamed stuffed bun.

Looking at the buns, Domura was stunned.

"Look, break off this white hard shell, the round meatball inside is super! Super! Super delicious!

~(≧▽≦)/~" With a big hand, Dobby showed Domura the correct way to eat Mugen's buns.

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This night, Domura ate the most delicious buns he had ever eaten in his life!

He deeply knows: In the military camp, how precious is the food that is secretly brought in!And such a precious thing, Dobby gave him two without hesitation...

Staring blankly at the direction Dobby left, Domura was stunned.

When he turned around again, he saw four big mouths drooling around him.

It was only then that Duomula thought: In order to secretly hide some food for herself, these companions smuggled back with their own meals. They must not be full, not to mention the meatballs in the buns are so delicious!

"For you to eat." Domura then broke open another bun, and handed the meatballs inside to the other four little tyrannosaurs in the same dormitory.

"It's delicious!"

"As expected of a culinary department!"

The little tyrannosaurs ate this poor little meatball while sighing with emotion.

A long time later, the Tyrannosaurus family ate buns instead of the skin, but only the meatballs inside. It is said that five Tyrannosaurus began on this day.