He knew his big brother's temperament very well. If he let Bidegla escape, he would think it was nothing even if he broke a leg. Once, he saw someone fail to complete a task given by his big brother and was bedridden for two months after a severe beating, the misery was beyond words.

"Alright, go back and stand in the line," the young man said, knowing that Bidegla had a negative impression of him. He didn't provoke Bidegla further, and instead walked away.

Seeing the instructor's actions, the forty-plus people looked at each other, not knowing what was going on. In their eyes, the Dragon Soul team member was like a god, but after being ridiculed by Bidegla, he didn't even show the slightest hint of anger. What was going on?

Was there a master behind Bidegla?

"Very impressive," ToranVicky couldn't help but speak softly when he saw Bidegla's indifferent expression. Even the Dragon Soul team members dared to defy him, which was truly domineering.

On the sidelines, Meda Ponce saw Bidegla and, though she was smiling, her heart was writhing in pain. She hadn't even had a chance to approach such a man. She felt her eyes becoming moist again before she had even confessed her feelings.

"Alright, you all have done well to endure these seven days. However, don't celebrate too early. The next test will truly assess your combat capabilities. You have a day to rest, and the day after tomorrow, gather in the square," the young instructor announced loudly, causing everyone who remained to stand up straight, like a row of javelins.

"I've said all I needed to. Dismissed."

With these words, the people scattered like bees. Having almost starved in the forest, their first priority was to find food and fill their bellies now that they had time.

They didn't have Bidegla's capabilities, having stolen food from at least dozens of people, and even now the food he had snatched hadn't been finished. It was a survival challenge, and anyone who made it out alive would be promoted, with no ranking.

The real test of combat power would likely come the day after tomorrow.

No matter how talented these people were in their respective places, they would have to show their true talents here. The Dragon Soul team didn't tolerate waste.

Without looking for something to eat, Bidegla went straight back to his quarters. In the room, besides him, the other beds were neatly made, clearly indicating that the others had already moved out. Only he was left of those who had initially come with him; the rest had been eliminated.

Because he didn't lack food in the forest, Bidegla didn't feel hungry. He planned to take a quick shower and then get some sleep. He hadn't had a good night's sleep in the forest, so getting a few hours of rest now would be very beneficial for him.

However, when he finished showering and hadn't yet climbed into bed, someone walked in from outside, and it was none other than Jessie Deman, whom he hadn't seen for several days.

Unlike when he had last seen him, Jessie was now dressed in casual clothes and was carrying a bag and a bottle of white wine that emitted a fragrant aroma.

"Why didn't you join the celebration?" Jessie Deman asked, walking in without knocking.

"What would I gain by joining?" Bidegla replied with a bitter smile.

"Let's not talk about that for now. I heard that you've been living a rather rough life in the forest this past week, so I've prepared some food and drink for you," Jessie Deman said with a smile as she set down the bag she was carrying and opened it to reveal an assortment of cold dishes that were very appetizing.

Although not hungry, Bidegla's mouth had long since lost its taste for the compressed food he had been eating for the past few days. So, without hesitation, he opened the bottle of special wine brought by Jessie Deman and took a sip, then ate a few pieces of the small dishes, and indeed began to feel refreshed.

"Commander, did you come to see me just to bring me food?" Bidegla asked, setting down the bottle of wine he was holding.

"I said I came today to celebrate just for you. Do you believe me?" Jessie Deman chuckled, saying so.

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"I don't believe you," Bidegla shook his head. He didn't believe it, of course. He had seen how strict Jessie Deman had been with them before, and he wouldn't believe that he had come to celebrate for himself.

Moreover, just surviving from the forest, there was nothing to celebrate. He really didn't understand what those people were thinking.

There's still an elimination match the day after tomorrow. Now is not the time to rest and celebrate. "I know you don't believe me, and I don't expect you to believe me. I've been leading teams for almost seven years, and every year I've seen many geniuses, but their fate has been very tragic. They have been eliminated halfway through, and some can't even hold on to the very end."

Speaking of the past, Jessie Deman really felt depressed and took a big gulp of wine from his mouth, then continued, "I used to be one of you, but in the end, I failed to become a member of the Dragon Soul Division. It has always been a regret in my heart, and I haven't realized it in so many years."

"But fortunately, I became your guide, able to watch you become a member of the Dragon Soul Division. That's also a comfort to me, but...," Jessie Deman felt like a big stone was pressing on his heart and said, "But those people are all so disappointing, not one of them succeeded, and even the people who came this time have all failed. Only you are left."

"No need to say more, I understand," Bidegla interrupted Jessie Deman and then looked at him and said, "I know you want me to become a member of the Dragon Soul Division, but I've never had that desire. Even that so-called instructor personally recruited me, but I refused."

"What?" Hearing Bidegla's words, Jessie Deman stood up from his chair in disbelief.

It's unprecedented for the Dragon Soul Division to recruit people actively. Basically, every year, all the elite people have gone through great hardships before becoming the proud members of the Dragon Soul Division. There have been countless failures, and he has never heard of active recruitment, let alone the surprise that Bidegla refused.

"Why did you refuse?" After a long time, Jessie Deman looked at Bidegla with a look of frustration and asked.

"Because I don't want to become a so-called member of the Dragon Soul Division, that's all."

"What can I say about you?" Jessie Deman suddenly sat down on the chair as if deflated. Bidegla had actually refused such a precious opportunity in the eyes of others. He had given up on the opportunity that others would go to great lengths and even break their heads to compete for. It was really inappropriate.

"He came today with the purpose of enlisting Bidegla's help to fulfill a long-held dream. Unfortunately, Bidegla had already rejected the recruitment of the Dragon Soul Corps, so his visit today was ultimately in vain.

For years, he had been the most promising candidate to become a member of the Dragon Soul Corps. All it would take was his agreement, and he would have become a member. However, he missed this opportunity.

"Since you don't want to talk about it, let's not," said Bidegla nonchalantly, as he took a bite of his cold dish.

"Bidegla, do you know why so many people aspire to become members of the Dragon Soul Corps?" Jessie Deman suddenly asked.

"Isn't it just to show off in front of others? Or perhaps it's for the so-called privileges," Bidegla replied, showing little concern.

"What you say may have some truth to it, but let me tell you the greatest benefit of becoming a member of the Dragon Soul Corps," Jessie Deman began, prompting a look of puzzled curiosity in Bidegla's eyes.

"Are there any benefits?" Bidegla inquired.

"There are too many benefits to list them all for you right now. But I can tell you this: by becoming a member of the Dragon Soul Corps, you essentially hold a 'get out of jail free' card, similar to in ancient times, where you have the right to immunity from death. According to the country's regulations, no member of the Dragon Soul Corps, no matter how grave their mistakes, will be executed. This is because the Dragon Soul Corps is the top elite force in Hanxia, and its members are all carefully selected. Each one is an indispensable talent, and to lose even one would be a major loss for the country," Jessie Deman explained, with a hint of envy in his expression.

This is just one of the many benefits; there are too many other privileges to list. As long as you become a member of the Dragon Soul Corps, you will be able to stride confidently throughout all of Hanxia, with no official authority able to interfere, except for the country's leaders.

This is the terrifying aspect of the Dragon Soul Corps, and it's no wonder that there are so many elite individuals year after year who are eager to join this special force."

"Officer, I am a law-abiding citizen. Do you really think what you're saying has any meaning for me?" Bidegla said, casting a damper on the conversation.

"Whether it has meaning or not, I hope you can become a member of the Dragon Soul Corps. It's the best destination for all soldiers," Jessie Deman replied.

"But I'm not a soldier," Bidegla's refusal finally made Jessie Deman feel a hint of discouragement.

Indeed, Bidegla was not a soldier. If it weren't for Shadow Dread asking for his help, he wouldn't even have known Bidegla. However, such an outstanding individual as him, to not be able to become a member of the Dragon Soul Corps, was truly a pity.

Jessie Deman could see that Bidegla's level had already risen. Such a young expert in internal energy, and even fewer are members of the Dragon Soul Corps. Once inside, he would surely receive important assignments.

"As long as you say the word now, I can immediately bestow upon you the rank of Major. I have this authority," Jessie Deman suddenly displayed a solemn expression, emanating a military aura.

"But I really have no intention of becoming a soldier, so you don't need to go to such great lengths for me. It's not worth it," Bidegla shook his head, leaving Jessie Deman truly powerless.

"Is there really no room for compromise?"

"None," Bidegla shook his head, leaving Jessie Deman truly deflated, feeling a great sense of regret. "