There Is No Afterlife

The students who can be admitted to the Imperial Comprehensive College are not bad in their own abilities. After the first few days of scrambling, everyone has adapted to the life of military training.The period of fat loss caused by poor food is over, and many people have begun to gain muscle.

Except Brad.

The punishment of everyone in the battleship command department has ended, and they performed very well in the days that followed, so it was no longer their turn to cook, only Brad's punishment continued.

They live in the dormitory assigned on the first day every day, while training and eating have to go to the long-distance running destination—that is, a place with a piggy circle.The job of taking care of Piglet cannot take up training time, and it is impossible for him to run from the dormitory early every day, or run back later, so he can only use the time for eating to work in the piggy circle.

Brad thinks about his first day every day as he rides the long food delivery aisle to practice.He thought the instructors must have done it on purpose, deliberately letting them go to and from the runway used for the long-distance running on the first day of military training every day, so as to continuously deepen their memories of that day.

So he endured it.

He has been excellent since he was a child, and he entered the prestigious Imperial Comprehensive College with the best grades on the planet. While his own abilities are excellent, Brad’s family background is also very good. It is enough for him to study hard since he was a child, and others will arrange for him. everything.

Under such circumstances, Brad's only feeling was humiliated when he was assigned to work in the piggy circle.

When others are eating, he needs to prepare food for the dirty pig. Pig’s food is also very bad. This planet is very poor. To be exact, all the places where military camps are stationed are basically very poor. There are no merchants at all, and spaceships from the outside world come only once a month.When the monthly food ration is very limited, the food for this piggy is the dregs left by human beings. The people in the cooking department obviously think that the biggest advantage of this piggy is that it is easy to feed, and found that such a situation If it is still alive, feeding it is more casual.

When feeding the piggy on the first day, Brad accidentally discovered that it was actually eating its own feces, and Brad almost fainted when he discovered this scene.

Fortunately, he held on.

You can't faint, or you will fall to the ground, and the ground is full of dirty mud mixed with piggy feces.

This is the only motivation that keeps him from fainting every day.

Stinking and dirty, when Brad finished feeding piggy and went back to the cafeteria to eat, he saw the leftovers on the table and thought that the food he fed piggy every day was these things, so he wanted to vomit even more .

He was obviously very hungry, but he just couldn't eat.

The result of forcing yourself to eat is to spit out more.

Brad lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only that, he felt that his whole body was probably covered with the smell of piggy circles, and the students in the same department were reluctant to approach him recently-Brad found out about this in disappointment.

Intense loneliness, insufficient nutritional supply, and finally, after two weeks of persistence, Brad finally passed out.

It was just after he put the food into the piggy's trough. Seeing the leftovers in the trough, Brad felt his tail twitch, and then his eyes went black. fell down.

He was woken up by licking.

Brad opened his eyes and just met the big dirty and ugly face of the piggie. At that moment, he wished to faint again, but his physical fitness was so good that he returned to normal immediately after a brief faint , Not wanting to be licked down by the piggy, Brad propped himself up on the floor and sat up.

The moment his hands were inserted into the mud, Brad froze.

After coming here for so many days, finally, his hand touched the mud on the ground.

then……

"Humph! Humph!" Realizing that Brad was sitting still on the ground, the piggy came over again. It first looked at Brad's face, and then it circled behind Brad, desperately His thin body arched Brad's back, as if he wanted to arch Brad up.

Not disliking the dirty smell on Brad's body at all, the piggie licked off the dirty mud from Brad's hands bit by bit.

For the first time, Brad looked at the little thing he raised for the first time.

Under the dirty mud, the skin of this piggy is white, with a big nose and ears like cattail leaves. Its eyes are not big, and it is looking at itself with extremely pure eyes at this moment.

It was a very cautious look.

Brad is not good to this piggie, imitating the method of that fat chef, whenever the piggie wants to approach, he will angrily kick it away, and as time goes by, the piggie Ge Beast didn't dare to come closer.

Daily communication was limited to throwing food into the trough, and Brad didn't think the piggy had feelings.

It's just a piece of meat raised by itself, nothing more.

However, at this moment, Brad felt that he was wrong too much.

Heck, heck, heck, the piggies ran to the trough, and then came back again.With its big head down, it spit something into Brad's palm.

Brad numbly looked at his palm: a piece of carrot.

"Humph! Humph!" The piggie hummed again, not daring to come closer, it just yelled anxiously beside it.

"Is this... the food that was given to me?" Brad was stunned as he looked at the piggies.

"Hum~" the piggie snorted again.

After all, Brad still didn't eat the food distributed by the piggies.Getting up from the ground, Brad squatted by the trough and watched the piggies gobble up the food. He no longer minded the mud mixed with feces on the ground, and he no longer cared about the rotten smell from the trough. A piggy with lumps of mud on its body, he felt that something hard in his heart was suddenly shattered.

The right hand slowly stretched out, and finally landed on the piggy's warm back.

After that day, Brad's appetite returned to normal.

It is no longer unbearable for him to take care of the piggy every day. After consulting the breeding guide of the piggy through his brain, he began to take care of the piggy with his heart.Brad repaired the light source in the circle, cleaned up the piggy circle bit by bit, and transplanted a piece of turf in the circle.

When it was all done, he also used his dinner time to give the piggies a bath.

Although it wasn't delicious enough, but the white and tender piggies appeared in front of him for the first time.

After discovering that the cooks didn't care about how he cared for the pigs, Brad now brings out the cleaned pigs every night and eats with everyone in the restaurant.

Pig was still Pig, Brad was still Brad, and yet, life started to look better.

***

"I really hope that the culinary department will be the last one next time!" After eating the meals cooked by the "chefs" of the battleship command department, all the freshmen had this idea in their minds.

However, this year's culinary department is particularly vigorous, having survived round after round of high-intensity training, but it is surprising that it has not won the last place.

The results of the first long-distance physical fitness test brought too much shock to the freshmen. In the following training, whether it was the chairman or ordinary students, they all cared about the concept of "group" very much.

Although they are clumsy, they have begun to enjoy the happiness brought by the collective.

"Believe in the power of the collective and trust one's own companions, these are not beliefs that can be formed in people's minds overnight, and require people to adapt a little bit in their common life.

See the strength of your companions, understand your own strength better, and believe that only when you fully understand each other will you grow rapidly.

I thought that they might not be able to learn something in three months, but I didn't expect that they already understood it well in just one month. "

In the distance, the cold-faced instructor watched the freshmen training under the scorching sun as always.After a month of training in the queue, mechanically repeating the most basic ancient recruit training items, such as walking forward, resting and standing at attention, they looked completely different from a month ago.

The sloppiness belonging to the freshmen has completely disappeared. They are following the instructor's demonstration, punching one password after another. When the instructor ordered everyone not to move, no one dared to move. Thousands of people performed the same action at the same time. It is extremely spectacular. At this time, if one person's actions are out of coordination with others, this incoordination will be infinitely magnified. When the instructor gives an order and everyone shouts the same slogan, the scene can only be described as shocking. describe!

"Ha—" It was a very simple slogan. When thousands of students yelled it at the same time, the cold-faced instructor felt the ground under his feet tremble slightly.

This is a huge force that only a collective can condense.

A person, even if he is Kantas, cannot roar out such an earth-shattering and heart-shattering roar from a dragon.

And the freshmen who just uttered this roar are obviously aware of this effect, everyone's eyes are shining, and there is excitement on their faces that cannot be missed.Suppressing this excitement, they worked hard to prepare for the next password issued by the instructor.

These young people have already begun to grasp the power of the collective - thought the cold-faced instructor.

"Yes, that's why I sent them to you these few years. Among the current generals, you are the only one who still insists on training in the ancient way." Another voice suddenly rang out in the cold-faced instructor's ear, it turned out that He is not talking to himself, but talking to someone.The voice on the other end of the communicator is also very familiar...

"Thank you for your trust, Dean Ord." Finally, the cold-faced instructor called out the name of the person on the other end.

"Lieutenant General Frafetal, in my opinion, there is no one more worthy of my trust than you." Dean Ord replied with the same calm voice.

"Argos can't do it either?" With a serious face, the cold-faced instructor actually teased Dean Odd.

"..." Dean Ord fell silent, and he spoke again after a long time: "Whether it's the attitude towards the soldiers or the attitude towards the students, our two ways are completely different."

"However, his training method is indeed the mainstream today. Maybe when you send freshmen over next year, I will also use the Argos method to train them." Lieutenant General Frafetal—that is, cold The instructor said that he couldn't feel his loss from his voice at all, but the way he looked at the freshmen accidentally revealed his true emotions in an instant.

"This year, the military department and the Ministry of Education will jointly hold an intercollegiate military training competition. At the kind invitation of the Minister of Education, all generals below the marshal will come to the competition site. Your Excellency Marshal's itinerary is still being confirmed, and there are 60.00% of them. Maybe he will be invited to come." Dean Ord threw out a terrible news calmly.

"I have accepted the invitation from the Ministry of Education. The Imperial Comprehensive College will participate in this competition as a player. The competition time is the last week of the last month of military training. I hope you can train these little guys well before then."

"Good performance."

After finishing speaking, Dean Ord hung up the phone.

Allowing the communicator to hang up automatically after a few seconds, when the cold-faced instructor looked at the freshmen again, there was a faint trace of fire in his sight.

In an instant, he had made a certain decision.