Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

In the multi-functional training hall, in the open staircase classroom, a thin man was standing silently in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the engine bursting with dark blue light.

The intelligent sensing door made of composite materials slowly opened, and the sixty-three young team members with proud expressions led by Scarface walked in with high spirits.

Under the command of Scarface, sixty-three people sat down separately, and the action was straightforward and without any unnecessary sound.

It can be seen that this is definitely the result of long-term training. I think this group of young players has put in some hard work for this tacit understanding.

Seeing that everyone was sitting down, Scar nodded slightly, his face turned solemn, and he stood at the slim man with iron-blooded steps, walking towards the thin man.

When he came to his face, he bowed a stern face and shouted loudly:

"Report to the head, sixty-four people should be there, but in fact, sixty-four people, please give me instructions!"

"After a moment!"

The man's voice was very calm, not as explosive as Scarface usually had. After a calm order, he slowly turned around.

The pale face, unreasonable and delicate skin, and harmonious facial features made the young men and women feel like they looked at the "little white face".

Both men and women, an unknown jealousy arose from the bottom of their hearts.

There is no way. In this era, nutrition is unbalanced, the cruel environment is destroyed every day, and all kinds of heavy work, even if a person with a good foundation, he dares not say that he can see where he can go.

Only the second generation of resources whose parents are engaged in important work can have outstanding appearance under the nourishment of relatively abundant resources.

In the eyes of these young players, that man is such a second generation...

Everyone sat upright in pretending to behave, not paying attention to the man. In an instant, the atmosphere in the stairs classroom became strange.

Of course, what everyone did not realize was that when their eyes were removed from the man.

Their mind suddenly lost the impression of the man's appearance, and only a pair of quiet and deep eyes remained in their hearts forever.

As for the other party's outstanding appearance, it seems like a poor student is facing English words. I know I have read it, but I can't remember it no matter what...

"……stand up!"

With a command, the young team members subconsciously stood up, and under the attention of the crowd, the man slowly walked onto the podium.

“…Okay, just sit down!”

On the podium, Wang Xuebin waved his hand casually, signaling everyone to sit down, then glanced at Zhang Dongchen who was beside him, and signaled slightly at the empty seat below the stage.

Noting Wang Xuebin's actions, Zhang Dongchen raised his hand in surprise and pointed at him with disbelief.

Wang Xuebin on the podium nodded affirmatively, his eyes were faint, but there was a playful expression on the corner of his mouth.

After a moment of stalemate, Zhang Dongchen still had no courage to sting in front of the captain. He opened his mouth and came to the empty seat in the first row with a grievance. He sat down reluctantly.

"...Dear everyone... Good morning... Today, at the invitation of your Captain Zhang, I said that I would like to teach you a lesson and teach you some experience as a predecessor...

But to be honest, I don’t have anything to teach here…”

Wang Xuebin glanced at everyone with a smile, looking very kind, but what he said made the audience uproar.

“…Who is this…”

"...I don't know, I said it was senior... I should have been from the anti-terrorism special forces before..."

"...Are you a fool? Will the face of the anti-terrorism mission be so tender? In my opinion, it should be a second generation in the United Military Government..."

"...Damn it, it's all this age, and there are still these borers?"

"…Era? As long as a person cannot get rid of his selfish nature for a day, the class will never disappear..."

"...Don't be so sure, maybe they were really from the special forces before..."

"...Tsk, just him, I can hit ten with one hand..."

“…What if they are 'in charge of intelligence'?”

"...Wow? Can those who are in charge of intelligence be considered special forces? Is soy sauce considered oil?"

“…Not count!”

“…Is the road considered a deer?”

“…Not count!”

"...Will that person in charge of intelligence count as a special forces team?"

"...It's a big deal! Hahaha..."

"...Isn't it just the soundtrack of Xiaoyu of artificial intelligence? I also have the nerve to call myself a senior? What a big face..."

“…Information…hahaha…”

For a moment, the staircase classroom was filled with a happy atmosphere.

But what they didn't notice was that their captain, Zhang Dongchen, who was sitting in the first row, had his face darker and darker after hearing their increasingly outrageous words.

“…Give it all to me…”

"Shut up!"

In the first row, Zhang Dongchen, who was about to get up and scold the team members behind him, was interrupted by Wang Xuebin's scolding on the podium before he finished speaking.

On the podium, Wang Xuebin apologized to everyone below the stage, looked at Zhang Dongchen who was standing aside and glaring at everyone, and said with a smile:

"...It's okay, you guys go on, I'm talking about him, not you!"

As he said that, he pointed to Zhang Dongchen, who was confused and said with a smile:

"...As for my identity you are curious about... To be honest, you don't have the qualifications to know..."

In an instant, there was silence in the classroom!

In front of everyone, Wang Xuebin shrugged helplessly, moved his cervical spine, and walked leisurely on the three-foot platform.

“… Just as you still don’t know what your captain is, there is no need for you to guess who I am!

You are not qualified to know your name, identity, past experience, current tasks. You just need to know that you are about to die step by step!"

Under the podium, the young team members looked at each other in anger, and then stood up one by one.

Wang Xuebin didn't care about their righteous indignation at all. He still walked with relaxed steps and mocked him in an understatement.

“…To be cruel, people in our era are worthless, and more than 5 billion people around the world are really a burden for today’s productivity!

From this perspective, your death is not completely worthless. At least it can save a resource and be enough for a family of three..."

Speaking of this, Wang Xuebin stopped and turned to look at the people below, showing an extremely relieved smile.

"...Here, I will replace those families of three. Thank you for your selfless dedication..."

As he said that, Wang Xuebin bowed deeply at 90 degrees, and his posture was like a body farewell scene.

"...Thank you...you...corpses..."

‘Bang~’

"ah!!!"