I Learn To Kill Gods In A Mental Hospital

\"Are you playing with me?\"

Baili Pangpang was weeping as he rushed towards the training ground with all his might. He didn't know where the strength came from. It was just a puddle of mud on the bed, but now he was walking like flying!

As the night had dissipated, Lin Qiye could only run towards the training ground with his own speed. Fortunately, his speed was not slow, and this time he still arrived at the training ground within three minutes.

This time, significantly more people arrived on time.

It's just that there are still a few who have just finished 20 laps, either falling behind, or rolling their eyes just after running to the training ground, and fainted directly.

The person on the front foot just fainted, and a group of medical staff on the back foot carried the stretcher, and ran over hurriedly from the side, carrying the person onto the stretcher like throwing a sandbag. They were cheerful and didn't know where to go.

Instructor Hong looked at the stopwatch and nodded in satisfaction.

\"Very good, this time most people arrived on time and made some progress.\"

Then, he continued: \"The next 20 minutes is your meal time. If you don't come back here within 20 minutes, you know what the consequences will be.\"

After speaking, he took the other two instructors and turned away without looking back.

All the recruits looked at each other in blank dismay, and then ran towards the cafeteria in unison!

Even the dead-looking Baili Pangpang came to the fore with his eyes shining, as if he was going to swallow the whole cafeteria alive.

When all the freshmen broke into the cafeteria like tigers, they froze in place when they saw the scene in front of them.

In the huge cafeteria, there were square tables with two large basins, one filled with white flour steamed buns, and the other filled with meat.

There are also traces of blood... raw meat.

The freshmen walked into the cafeteria blankly, stood by the square tables, and looked around.

\"What about the rice? What about the food?\"

\"I do not know?\"

\"What is this? Raw beef? How do you eat this?\"

\"Maybe a hot pot will be distributed to each table in a while, cook and eat...\"

\"I don't see it.\"

\"...\"

Lin Qiye and Baili Pangpang stood at the same table, and the latter picked up two large basins with frowning, as if he wanted to find food at the bottom of the basins.

\"Qiye, what do you think they mean?\"

\"Nothing interesting, just let us eat.\"

\"How do you eat this thing? The white flour steamed buns don't even give you a bite of water. This raw meat makes me sick... Even if he gives a can of Laoganma!\"

Lin Qiye didn't speak, but pointed to the next table.

On the table next door, Zheng Zhong, who was a special soldier, had already picked up the raw meat with a blank expression, and began to bite it. With the other hand, he was holding a white flour steamed bun, and while wiping off the blood on the raw meat, he stuffed it into his mouth.

\"This...\" Baili Pangpang looked at this scene in shock, and was speechless for a while.

\"Where is the person? Come out to me!\" Shen Qingzhu threw the steamed bun in his hand back into the basin, and shouted in a deep voice.

After a while, an old man with a spoon came out of the kitchen with a dark face, \"Who the hell is shouting?\"

\"Are these things for people to eat? Who do you look down on?!\" Shen Qingzhu squinted at the old man and said coldly.

\"Love to eat, don't eat!\" The old man stared and replied angrily.

\"Oh?\" Shen Qingzhu frowned, and was about to say something more, at this moment, several people walked into the cafeteria.

Wearing gray cloaks and holding masks in their hands, they walked straight through the center of the cafeteria and sat down at the innermost round table.

At this moment, everyone fell silent.

This time they didn't wear masks, but everyone knew who they were.

\"Yo, it's you little bastards.\" The old man laughed when he saw these seven people.

\"Old Sun, after so many years, are you still cooking for the recruits in the cafeteria?\" Wang Mian, with a handsome face, saw the old man coming, stood up quickly, and said respectfully.

The rest of the masked team also stood up and bowed slightly to Sun Lao.

\"Hey, I'm an old bone, and I can't go to the battlefield, so I can only use my spare heat in this broken kitchen.\" Sun Lao waved his hand and said indifferently.

\"After leaving for so long, I really miss your old craftsmanship. This time I have to trouble you to get old again.\"

\"Ham, don't worry about so much, just wait here, I'll cook some dishes for you.\" Mr. Sun carried the spoon, turned around and walked to the kitchen, completely treating the recruits as air.

With the Mask Squad, the other recruits didn't dare to stop Elder Sun, they could only frown and look at the white flour steamed buns and raw meat in the basin, motionless.

\"Eat it.\" Lin Qiye reached out and took out a white flour steamed bun from the basin, and took a bite.

The mantou was hard and tasteless, it tasted like chewing wax.

\"I...I can't eat it.\" Baili Pangpang felt a little nauseous when he saw the raw meat.

\"If you don't eat, you won't be able to survive today's training.\" Lin Qiye gnawed on the steamed buns, and said lightly, \"And when you go to the battlefield, no one can guarantee that there will be food everywhere. If you don't want to starve to death, you must learn it early adapt.\"

After finishing speaking, Lin Qiye grabbed another piece of raw meat, took a deep breath, and took a big bite with his eyes closed.

Baili Pangpang gritted his teeth, and took out a piece of steamed bun from the basin and began to chew on it.

Molly, who was watching from the sidelines, struggled for a long time, and finally made up her mind. She gnawed on the raw meat in the basin, while Cao Yuan, who was standing opposite him, had already finished eating the whole piece of meat without changing his face, shocking the surrounding recruits. year.

Shen Qingzhu's face darkened slightly, and after a cold snort, he also started to eat.

Slowly, more and more recruits began to eat food, but most of them still stood there with a face of resistance, preferring to be hungry rather than eat what was in front of them.

In the room on the second floor, Instructor Hong looked down at the entire cafeteria and nodded slightly.

\"Yes, there are more people who can eat than last time, and there are a few good seedlings among them.\"

\"Well, that Zheng Zhong deserves to be a special soldier, he doesn't even frown when he eats it, and that Lin Qiye is also good, but what I didn't expect is that Shen Qingzhu also started to eat it...\"

\"Hmph, he is a military ruffian!\"

\"Old Hong, you still can't look at appearances when looking at people. I think he just has a bit of a personality, but he is not bad in essence.\"

\"You are quite optimistic about him?\"

\"People, they will always change. This year's training camp will change a lot of things. When they leave here, who knows what it will be like.\"

Instructor Hong shrugged, noncommittal.

\"In other words, in this age, is it necessary for us to be so strict?\"The new instructor next to him asked hesitantly, \"No matter how difficult it is, it should not be eating raw meat, right?\"

Instructor Hong slowly closed his eyes, as if he was recalling something, \"More than 80 years ago, when the Night Watchman was first established, there was a catastrophe, and there was a shortage of food everywhere... In those years, the seniors were all Gnawing bark, chewing grass roots, holding a knife and mysteriously desperately!

Even if the economy is developed now, some things still cannot be forgotten! Every recruit who comes to the training camp must eat raw meat for the first meal! It would have been nice not to have given them roots and bark, it is our Night's Watch tradition, it has always been so, it is so now, and it will be... as it will be in the future. \”

Instructor Hong paused, opened his eyes and looked out the window, and said slowly:

\"Until one day, when this country does not need night watchmen, these ancient traditions will be buried in history forever along with those unknown secrets...\"