Chapter 1689: Happiness's Sorrow

he election, he must get Wúquè into power!Yan Wuque finally let out a sigh of relief. It turned out that his grandfather was going to burn incense for Ye Wuming here. This was easy.Without hesitation,...How terrifying Yang Xiao really is.

There aren't many people in the world who have done this.

All because they had witnessed his terrifying falsehood, either they had died or remained silent about it.

Shen Qingwu had naturally heard this name, where she'd heard it from didn't matter.

She only knew that this person was the one who could make the Dragon soars in December and a group of bird-headed people headache.

And she Shen Qingwu was also a headache.

Of course, encountering those of a similar ilk is something many high-and-mighty nobles who look down on the common folk and consider themselves above the world dearly enjoy.

Shen Qingwu was very much looking forward to meeting the legendary demon.

As for the outcome of the meeting, she didn't care at all.

Miss Shen's inherent arrogance made her acutely aware that everyone in this world would be played by her like puppets.

There are also those who can hold her in check.

But that was old Mr. Shen, half his body already in the grave.

Jing Hongming walked out of Longteng base without hesitation. She did so because she understood Shen Qingwu's character.

Just mentioning the demon's name was enough to quiet Shen Qingwu's anxious anticipation, and Li Nanfang gained a period of peace and quiet as he simply vanished.

Jing Hong's lifespan, as decreed by fate, was six months.

Let Mr. Li live like a monk for the next six months, so he can realize that attracting so many women is a completely wrong approach.

I believe that within six months, life at Longteng Base will be enough to polish Li Nanfang into a young man with noble integrity.

Just live a normal life for a while, and wait until Yang Xiao, that demon, comes to take him away. Then, we can all help him solve the problem together and live happily ever after, wouldn't that be better

Certainly, Jinghong's intentions were good. As an elder, she was merely trying to arrange a suitable life for Li Nanshan.

It's a pity, he also knew that Li Nanfang couldn't be a peaceful person.

So, drag it out for as long as possible over half a year.

The longer Li Nanfang disappeared, the fewer people he harmed.

Can facts really be like what Jing Hong Ming thinks they are

Of course not.

At the very least, there was one within the Longteng Training Base, daydreaming and longing for Li Nanshan to marry her.

After hearing the doctor's long, fierce roar, Duan Xing wished he had wings and could fly over immediately.

She finally understood Emperor Duan Shu's intention for sending him to the army.

Li Nánfāng is right here, so she should be here too.

Just wondering why, within the same military district and the same unit, there are three distinct training areas delineated

Although they are less than a kilometer apart, why can't we even see each other's faces

This was the biggest question going through He Zheng's mind after he dashed to the entrance of the corridor leading to Area Three Training Camp, was stopped by the guard soldiers, and then dragged back by the Area Two instructors.

"If you want to go there, you can. Just wait until next year, when you'll have the opportunity. If you want to see the people from there, you also can. Train seriously with me and become one of the final twelve selected by the entire training camp, and you can see the people from Area Three at the general training base. Of course, the premise is that the person you want to see has to make it to the end too!"

This was what the Second District Instructor said to Duan Lingxing, who was lost and heartbroken.

Can you see your brother-in-law if you pass all the selections in this training camp and make it to the end

Okay, I'll train seriously.

I believe I can make it to the end, and I also believe my brother-in-law can make it to the end.

Duan Xing, who had rekindled hope for life, was once she was serious, incomparable to many male clan members from the same district as her.

During the Duan family's era, Duan Jixing also had a three-year military experience.

If she didn't have extraordinary skills, how could she have dared to follow Li Nanfang to the peninsula alone in the first place

From this day forward, the second district of Long Teng Training Base had a woman nicknamed "Cuckoo" who was completely insane.

Also on the same day, a scum named "Black Dragon" emerged from Zone Three.

Li Nánfāng survived that hour of being beaten.

Although Jing Hong's command was "beat until they die," those ten men who were called up to beat the people immediately went easier on them once he left.

Nobody is a fool.

Li Nanfang called him "Uncle Jinghong" repeatedly, and everyone took it seriously.

If you kill Ching Hongming's nephew, do you still expect to take credit for it You won't even have a place to run to.

So, after that hour, Boss Li lived on just fine, and relying on his incredibly powerful recovery ability, he only had to lie in the base infirmary for three days before he could stand back on the training ground.

With Li Nanfang's return, the new recruits of the Third Area, who had just endured three days of grueling yet ordinary training, began to experience misfortune.

When the squad assembled urgently at night, several dozen pairs of shoes vanished. This angered Sergeant Lao Hei who furiously reprimanded them.

During team practice, a black-footed ferret would wander around and trip people up frequently, resulting in everyone's training results being worse than those of the champion in a primary school athletics meet.

Gun training, bullets disappear into thin air.

Combat training, various "weapons" fly onto the field.

After a tiring day of military training, the female soldiers took a hot bath, but a pair of bold eyes watched them intently through the window.

All of this, is all thanks to one person, that is Li Ren Zhua.

Li Nanfang absolutely went to extremes. Here, he broke nearly every possible rule of military discipline.

If there were no liquor, special-edition cigarettes would have long been confiscated.

He definitely got everyone drunk without hesitation, then burned down the entire training camp.

Did you really think Li Nanfang was the kind of person who would swallow his pride after a beating and obediently stay here to follow orders

Just kidding!

If he hadn't been beaten, he might have waited quietly for training to finish before going home.

Right now, all he had in his heart were two words: "revenge."

Jinghong said that even if his leg was broken, he shouldn't be let go. Then, he might as well not leave and find some fun here.

I'll turn your world upside down, and when you beg me to leave, I won't budge an inch.

At the beginning, Lao He and Gong Jian tried to persuade Li Nanfang to change his mind.

But later, they gave up.

On one hand, it's simply impossible to educate a scoundrel into becoming the pillar of a nation.

On the other hand, they discovered that Li Nanfang's antics seemed to bring some unexpected benefits to the training camp in District Three.

If there were no Li Nanshan, how would these new recruits keep their guard up every night while they slept, for fear that someone would stuff their underwear into someone else's shoes

Without Li Nanfang, how would these new recruits run so desperately during training, trying to outrun the "Li Scum" and avoid being tripped and bruised

If there were no Li Nanfang, how would those female martial arts practitioners have worked so hard to learn combat skills, hoping that one day they could surpass Coach Gong Jian's level and beat that scumbag up

In conclusion, after discovering that Li Nanfang had left behind a lot of good things.

Lao Hei, the squad leader, and Gong Jian, the instructor, after secret consultations, decided to follow Jing Hong's instructions and keep Li Nanfang in the base no matter what.

Even if many people came to complain about them, it would be unnegotiable.

You can also stop being bothered by that jerk.

Two paths to choose from, either be eliminated or become stronger than Li Nanfang.

Thus, the daily training atmosphere in the three districts began to become extremely eerie.

But no matter how strange things get, some things are inevitable.

Just like all special forces training bases, there's a bell at Dragon Rising Training Base that anyone who can't keep going any longer can ring.

One month passed, and of the eighty people remaining in District Three, half had taken their own lives with a gunshot.

Those people are gone.

They didn't get eliminated by anyone, they chose to give up themselves.

Li Nánfāng has also struck the bell.

But even if he pounded that bell all day long, without a break, no one would pay him any attention.

Just like every special forces training base, there are those who are always at the bottom of the class, crying and complaining that they can’t keep going, wanting to go home, but ultimately stick it out. Long Teng Training Base has its share of these individuals too.

That person is a mouse.

Two months had passed. The once scrawny, unattractive young man with a feeble voice and demeanor, who was considered pitiful by many, had transformed into an elite individual capable of hiking ten kilometers under heavy loads and laughing while shouting, "Black Dragon, you tripped me only once this time!"

Just like all special forces training bases, there's always one soldier who stands out. Arriving with exceptional skills, they look down on everyone and everything, even the highest ranking officers. Yet, they manage to stick around, eventually becoming the most outstanding soldier in the entire base. Long Teng Training Base has its own version of this kind of person.

Needless to say, everyone knows that this guy is Li Nanshan.

When it reached the second month, Boss Li realized that no matter how much he caused a ruckus, he wouldn't be released. He then accepted his fate.

From now on, I'll be a diligent recruit, just waiting for time to pass quickly so I can finish my service and go home early.

As he fell silent, Gong Jian, who had been in charge of the training camp for three districts for five consecutive years, suddenly realized.

This year, the performance of all the remaining students is significantly higher than in previous years.

Those who entered the second and third courtyards also achieved great breakthroughs.

If Gong Jian attributes this result to Li Nanfang's recklessness, he just wants to hit his head against the wall, but he has to admit that the trash Li contributed a lot.

Time flies.

More than two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

As for what Li Nanfang gained here, that is also very commendable.

First, after he returned to his country, the slightly fattened flesh from his life of extravagance and debauchery had disappeared.

... and a group of comrades competed with him in small things, bringing his agitated state back to its previous state of reaction speed, even improving it. ...

What's most noteworthy is his endurance, both physical and mental, which has been amplified to a degree that even he finds astonishing.

These were the fruits he reaped from his own labor, but there were many more harvests to come.

There was a kid, a younger brother who constantly called himself "Black Dragon Brother," named Mouse.

There was a friend, Man Niu, who was a fighting maniac always eager to test his strength against others.

I have a chatty friend who's always up for discussing anything and everything, just like me. We both love to show off our knowledge and engage in intellectual banter. He's a real know-it-all, this guy! We call him "Cantianhou" - a mischievous nickname for someone who thinks they know it all.

There's a guy he genuinely treats as a brother, with no ulterior motives, a cool dude named Little Sheep.

There was also a rival who always wanted to vie with him, but always fell short in every aspect, a nemesis known as Viper.

Perhaps it was fate that brought these people and Li Nanfang together in the same prison cell, destined to become comrades-in-arms, brothers bound by life and death.

Three months is not long, nor is it short; it passed quickly.

The first phase of the selection for the Longteng Training Base is here.

When the remaining thirty-nine people, finally standing in formation as soldiers, on the training ground.

Gong Jian's gaze swept across the audience, and a deep unease began to gnaw at his heart.

What can we do about it

In previous years, there have never been this many people who passed the examination and training. Honestly, we really don't need this many.

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