Indeed, after being dealt with in such a series of means, many people's spirits collapsed directly, and even having a meal became so dangerous! Some people complained with empty stomachs, and among ten thousand people, fewer than a hundred truly ate their fill. There was more fighting over wasted things than eating! However, now these things are insignificant. Some people even picked up things from the ground, barely managing to eat their fill. They are truly the pride of heaven! Even those from the slums cannot endure such suffering, resorting to fighting and cheating. Now they don't even have food to eat! Looking at Barrett Walker standing with a bulging belly, these people couldn't help but hate him, but without him, perhaps even fewer people would be able to eat!
Benjamin Blake glanced at the crooked line of people, but his face was a mass of unmeltable smiles. With a large group of soldiers in tow, he approached, saying cheerfully, "I have good news and bad news to tell everyone. Which one would you like to hear first?"
The crowd fell silent, not saying a word, only staring angrily at the nonchalant Benjamin Blake.
"Don't be so dull, will you?" Benjamin Blake waved his hand, as if this were not a military drill, but a playground.
"I want to hear the good news first!" Seeing the students below still silent, Barrett Walker stepped forward, asking loudly.
"Hehe! Someone understands me. All of you are so proud, unable to withstand such a bit of suffering. Look at him, he's living a much more comfortable life than all of you! Why? Because he has courage, so all of you need to have more courage in the future." Benjamin Blake took on the appearance of a good mentor, speaking earnestly. Then his tone suddenly changed, standing straight and severe, scanning the crowd, making everyone uneasy, before finally saying solemnly, "As you wish! Let's hear the good news first. From now on, your long-awaited military training will officially begin!"
Seeing Benjamin Blake so serious now, the crowd reacted with confusion to what he called good news. What kind of good news was this?
"Heh! This is just to bully us! Yesterday wasn't the official start?"
"Darn! What kind of good news is this?"
"I want to commit suicide!"
The students' reactions were intense! It's not right to deceive people like this nowadays! Barrett Walker, seeing the excited crowd, couldn't help but laugh. This guy was deliberately not letting them feel comfortable!
"Why are you laughing? They're all crying!" Benjamin Blake said sternly, walking towards Barrett Walker. He exuded a powerful oppressive force. Seeing him suddenly become serious, the discussions and arguments below instantly quieted down. No one wanted to give him any reason to punish them further.
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"Damn, he's the only one laughing! He's the one who ate like a pig today. Why isn't he bursting?"
"Exactly! This guy is despicable."
Barrett Walker didn't expect Benjamin Blake to direct his attack at him. Looking at his face up close, with a serious expression, it felt as if a superior was reprimanding a subordinate. Barrett Walker just stared back at him, not saying a word.
"I'm sentencing you to a ten-kilometer armed cross-country run. Equip him and go fetch the flag at the other end of the mountain. You have half an hour!" Seeing Barrett Walker's defiant eyes, Benjamin Blake suddenly laughed, feeling very happy. After 8 o'clock, he was the king here, the true king! He could do whatever he wanted. With a stern face, he said, "If you want to see what a beautiful woman looks like!" These people gradually changed from gloating to discussing beautiful women, as many looked in the direction indicated. Although they were all wearing the same military uniform, their unique charm and temperament couldn't be concealed. It made many people feel a burning desire, but also a sense of inferiority. This was perhaps the so-called "admire from afar, do not profane".
Barrett Walker heard the gloating discussions and remained calm. A ten-kilometer armed cross-country run, and only half an hour. He was deliberately picking a fight! After dressing, Barrett Walker spoke loudly, "Report!"
"Speak!" Benjamin Blake didn't expect Barrett Walker to speak up, waving his hand.
"Didn't you say you wanted to train with us?"
"Yes, I did." Benjamin Blake looked around, then at the students, who were staring at Barrett Walker with anger, collectively shaking their heads. They had already experienced the power of Benjamin Blake's smiling mask and knew it was best not to provoke him. If he used a tactic that harmed others but not himself, things could get really bad for them.
"Oh! Right, I remember now! That's right!" Benjamin Blake tapped his head in surprise, then looked at Barrett Walker and said, "Wait! Let me announce the bad news to you." He walked towards the group of students and said loudly, "Since you've already heard the good news, I'm afraid the bad news won't be so bad. Training has already begun, and there is no room for anyone to retreat. Those who don't want to stay here can leave now. I won't force anyone, but if you want to leave later, I'll have to torture you, because from now on, I am the king here, and what I say is the royal decree."
After Benjamin Blake finished speaking, he coldly stared at the crowd, his eyes shooting out a killing intent. The crowd fell silent, feeling the oppressive force emanating from Benjamin Blake. They were afraid to give him any reason to punish them further, lest they end up in trouble.
"Alright, you can leave now. Get out of here quickly! There are cars waiting to pick you up outside!" Benjamin Blake said loudly. "If I have to kick you out in the future, you'll have to walk down the mountain. I can't guarantee your safety at that time!"
"Hmph! This is not a place for people to stay. I'm leaving." Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd, and a charming woman stepped forward.
"What bad news is this? After spending just one day here, I feel like this is the best news." Unable to endure Benjamin Blake's torment, she was the first to step forward, followed by more and more people, from a hundred to a thousand, and finally up to three thousand.
"Is anyone else leaving?" Benjamin Blake said expressionlessly. After waiting for a long time and no one else stepped forward, Benjamin Blake nodded, suddenly smiled and said, "You deserters mean nothing to me. If you leave, I'll be much more relaxed. Pack up and leave! We're going to start the military training. A bunch of pests and flies."
Benjamin Blake waved his hand as if shooing away flies, and suddenly, a row of cuboids rose up around the entire field. Benjamin Blake began to put on his equipment, and the soldiers also hurried over to get dressed.