The remaining 97 people were all late.
The neighboring companies were even worse than the first company, mostly consisting of instructors with stern faces.
Fang Hua was already not fair-skinned, and now his face was as black as the bottom of a pot: "Didn't your school teachers teach you to be punctual?"
Mu Yu shrugged: "Maybe they're waiting for you guys to teach them."
His nonchalant attitude deeply offended the instructors. Fang Hua didn't say anything, but the assistant instructor behind him kicked him, saying, "Then let me teach you how to talk to the instructors."
Mu Yu dodged the assistant instructor's foot by sidestepping, then kicked out with his leg, about to throw the assistant instructor to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.
Fang Hua intervened in time to save the deputy instructor's face, but it was just a matter of picking up his own face from the ground.
The assistant instructor was humiliated and furious. He wanted to try again, but Fang Hua pressed down on his shoulder: "You're no match for him. Go back and practice more."
The assistant instructor replied, somewhat frustrated, "Yes, sir!"
Two audience members, Gong Zhushen took the opportunity to promote Mu Yu to Ruan Mingchu: "How about it? My brother is strong, isn't he? Even the instructors are no match for him."
“Yes.” Ruan Mingchu deeply agreed. For Mu Yu to have such strength at his age, no matter how strong his talent, he must have put in a lot of hard work.
The instructors' attempt to intimidate the students backfired, and they remained quiet before the assembly.
The assembly was scheduled for 3:40, but the entire company didn't assemble until 4:30.
Ruan Mingchu glanced at the students who were still chatting and laughing, then at the instructors who were as quiet as before a volcanic eruption, and mentally lit a row of candles for the former.
Fang Hua stood at the front, with Mu Yu to his right and three deputy instructors to his left.
Once the required number of people was reached, Fang Hua began.
He wields a large megaphone, derived from the sonic attack of mechs; it can not only amplify the volume but also make people uncomfortable.
As for the instructors, they're used to it by now.
"Eleven people in one row, nine rows, front lower than back, left lower than right, line up!"
Fang Hua spoke calmly, without using any profanity or irrelevant words.
If the students don't line up properly, his loudspeaker will keep playing the same thing over and over, which gives people headaches and earaches.
The more anxious I became, the more frustrated I felt. Ten minutes passed, and the scene was still a mess.
Mu Yu was stopped from helping.
Ruan Mingchu pinched the bridge of his nose and stepped forward helplessly.
He spotted the tallest one immediately and said, "You stand here."
The second tallest one stands in front of him, the third tallest one stands in front of the second tallest one...
It's not that they're uncooperative, but there are too many people, it's a chaotic mess, and there's a lack of someone to direct the operation.
As soon as Ruan Mingchu stepped forward, everyone obeyed, regardless of whether he was an Omega or not.
Once the nine leaders are identified, the others can be easily arranged with a baseline in mind.
Another ten minutes passed, and the line finally emerged.
Fang Hua's loudspeaker finally changed its voice: "First row, count off from right to left."
Those of us who have gone through military training know that when counting off, you need to speak loudly and clearly, with a clear and crisp voice.
A group of people who had never undergone military training gave a sparse number of names, totaling eleven, and got stuck three times.
The assistant instructors felt like kicking him when they heard that.
Fang Hua simply repeated the numbers over and over again through the loudspeaker.
Until everyone put their hearts into it and called out the numbers.
"Second row, count off from right to left."
"The third row..."
More than an hour later, even the soft-spoken Omega had lost his voice from shouting.
The instructors at the training ground next door were still giving the students friendly greetings about punctuality. Although it was a bit of an earache, it was better than a throatache!
After his anger subsided somewhat, Fang Hua was finally able to look at these military academy students who didn't resemble them at all.
“Come here,” Fang Hua said, pointing to Ruan Mingchu in the first row. “Stand here.”
Obeying orders, Ruan Mingchu ran over.
Fang Hua pointed at Ruan Mingchu: "Omega, the first one to gather, thirteen minutes early."
He then pointed to the tallest person in the first row, "You're thirty-two minutes late."
The second one in the first row, "Thirty-five minutes."
...
He pointed to each point in a row, and when he got to the last one, he said, "You're forty-five minutes late."
Finally, he returned to Ruan Mingchu's side and said, "I'll repeat what I just said."
Ruan Mingchu's lips twitched. Was this trying to provoke hatred in him, or was it just stirring up trouble?
He repeated it expressionlessly.
A photographic memory is also a hearing memory.
"very good."
Fang Hua began a spot check: "How late were you?"
The Omega being pointed at blushed with embarrassment; he had been too ashamed to remember what had happened earlier.
Fang Hua wasn't annoyed and simply replaced him with someone else.
"Twenty, twenty-two minutes."
“To put it completely.”
"I was 22 minutes late."
"Good, continue."
"I'm late..."
Fang Hua made people repeat the same sentence thousands of times.
Towards the end, his voice became so hoarse that it was unbearable to hear. Fortunately, he was a patient and hardworking Alpha with thick skin. If it had been that Omega from before, he might have been forced to repeat it while crying.
They weren't allowed to eat dinner, and the rest of the time they were made to shout out the time they were late until 9 p.m.
Well, those who weren't late, Ruan Mingchu, Mu Yu, and Gong Zhushen, were fortunate enough to have dinner.
The three of them were all incredibly thick-skinned, remaining calm and composed even with so many hungry wolf-like eyes staring at them.
Blame the instructors; why did they insist on having the three of them eat here?
Otherwise, they won't give you any food, so naturally you have to satisfy yourself first.
Before the dismissal at nine o'clock, Fang Hua announced: "Meet here at seven o'clock tomorrow morning. Please wear your military training uniforms and tidy up your belongings."
The crowd responded listlessly, but Fang Hua didn't press them further and simply dismissed them.
Hao Youyou's legs were trembling as she stood; if Ruan Mingchu hadn't been supporting her, she probably would have collapsed on the spot.
The other two Omegas in the same dorm were supporting each other, with tears seemingly glistening in their eyes.
Hao Youyou, her voice hoarse, continued, "Brother Ruan is indeed Brother Ruan, not weak at all. You've been standing for so long, how come you're alright?"
Actually, it wasn't that nothing was wrong; Ruan Mingchu also felt a bit dizzy and had leg pain. "You'll get used to it."
Hao Youyou suddenly became incredibly energetic, insisting on leaving on her own: "I want to become someone like Brother Ruan, someone who isn't afraid of hardship or fatigue!"
Then he took two steps and fell to the ground.
Ruan Mingchu: ...
"Take it one step at a time."
"Mmm-hmm-hmm."
This night was destined to be a sleepless one for many.
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Author's Note:
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08 The child's pheromones ran rampant in his body, making the already impoverished family's situation even worse.
Seven o'clock in the morning isn't early. School starts at eight, so most people get up at six to do their morning exercise.
The problem is, I stood for five or six hours yesterday, and although I woke up this morning, my legs wouldn't cooperate; they wouldn't move no matter what I told them to.
Hao Youyou helped Ruan Mingchu get off the bed with difficulty, tears streaming down her face: "Waaah, Brother Ruan, I regret it. I should have listened to you and rubbed it for me."
Ruan Mingchu sighed, "As the saying goes, 'Those who don't listen to the advice of their elders will suffer the consequences.'"
He offered to bring breakfast for the three of them, and Hao Youyou was naturally overjoyed and grateful to him.
But the other two Omega roommates reacted rather strangely.
They are twins; the older brother is named Ye Lele, and the younger brother is named Ye Yueyue.
Ye Lele took the breakfast that Ruan Mingchu brought back, sighed and said, "Sigh, now you're the only one who can run around and move around, right? It's a pity we've been standing for so long, we haven't even had dinner yet, I wonder how many people haven't been able to get breakfast."
Ruan Mingchu smiled and said, "No, I went with the students from the next dorm. I saw the students from the dorm two next to the next dorm in the cafeteria. Out of ten Omegas, you two were the only ones who didn't go to the cafeteria."
Heh, you little brat, you dare to tease him? Don't think Alphas don't talk back to Omegas.
Hao Youyou originally wanted to help, but unexpectedly Ye Lele was rendered speechless by Ruan Ge's retort.
"Brother Ruan, you're really something." Hao Youyou turned and glared at Ye Lele. "If you don't want to eat, then don't. I don't know who's been munching on potato chips all night."
Ye Lele felt wronged, but unfortunately no one was there to act with him, so he couldn't continue.
This time, no one was late for the assembly, and everyone's military training uniforms were neatly arranged without any major problems.
One of the assistant instructors spat out a mouthful of saliva: "They're just spoiled!"