The problem with a bed made Joey feel overwhelmed. It was not that he couldn't learn it, but that many people couldn't learn it and came to him.

Joey was very difficult to understand. Why was a bed so difficult to lay? He got it done in a few minutes because he was not very skilled the first time, but at least a dozen people came to him, and they didn't learn it.

Joey went to one of their rooms, then asked everyone to gather together, teach them again, and then asked them to try one by one, which took more than three hours.

"Oh, damn, my bed sheet!" Joey was so clever that he did not choose his own bed, but someone else's. The student's bed sheet was already scattered, and there were sweat stains on it.

...

The first day of school was not easy. After dinner, Joey sorted out his salute and prepared to go to bed early. The roommate's white young man named James Brown, and Luo Yu knew his name.

"Hey, you're going to bed so early? How about we go for a walk around the girls?" James Brown was uneasy, he was ready to move now.

Joey lay on the bed and turned to look at him, "Do you think tomorrow will be very relaxed? Or can you deal with Instructor Foster?" Joey said, thinking about it and getting up.

"You want to go?" James Brown rushed up instantly.

"No, I'm going to remind them to go to bed early." Joey replied expressionlessly, then walked out of the room, reminded each room one by one, and after doing his duties, he returned to the room and fell asleep.

Others are not the case, "Hey, this guy really wants to command us."

"What do you care about him? Let's contact those girls!"

“Okay…”

Joey knew that his words were of no use, but he still said that, after all, he was the squad leader and he had to do it even if he didn't want to. And if they suffer a loss tomorrow, then his words would leave some impression on them. Over time, his words would become useful, just like training a dog.

Joey woke up very early in the morning. After all, he slept too early. He got up and went to the common bathroom with toiletries, which had a locker room, bathroom and toilet.

After washing up, just as he changed into his training uniform, the whistle rang out. Joey walked out of the room and began to knock on the doors one by one.

"Dongdong..." Joey used a lot of strength, otherwise he would have been sure that these guys wouldn't hear it at all, so he knocked it around and went downstairs by himself.

At the door of the dormitory building, not only were they rookies, but other classes. Those guys entered school more than a month earlier than them, and they would look at Joey and the others with pity.

It was sparse, and the rookies appeared slowly one by one while yawning, while the cosmetics girl was the slowest, and her name was Lily Thompson.

Instructor Foster was waiting, constantly looking at his watch, and Joey felt a little tired when he stood.

"Very good. You have successfully allowed me to see what the gathering is. If you still maintain such proud results when the police station is dispatched, then all the criminals will thank you because they have completed the crime and left the scene calmly." Foster looked angry, but his tone was surprisingly calm. Perhaps this is true for every class he has led.

"..." The students looked confused. Foster knew that this would happen. These guys were still high school students or college students who had just graduated. During the graduation season of the school, the police academy often welcomed such a group of people, or several groups. Foster has experienced a lot, and he knew very well what these guys needed.

"Now start running laps. Those who gathered on time ran twenty laps for me, and those who were late to come ran thirty laps." Foster's words made the students furious. Look at the playground. One lap of four hundred meters, let them run thirty laps?

Because most people are late, the only ones who need to run twenty laps are Joey and James Brown, and James Brown was the only one who obeyed last night. Who asked him to be in the same dormitory with Joey? He was worried that Joey would report, and he should be the most suitable one. On the first day, he took a gun to school and was remembered by the instructor.

I felt a little thankful, but twenty laps were missing, and the distance between eight thousand meters was too high.

There was no specified time, and Joey ran out the first time. He adjusted his speed. He had no idea whether he could hold on with eight thousand meters.

The first few rounds were fine, but at the beginning of the fifth round, Joey felt that his body had begun to be no longer his own, so he could only run slowly with small steps, which disappointed Foster and then was a little happy. After all, the student who was too perfect made the instructor feel less accomplished.

Physical strength can be exercised, otherwise what are they doing when they come to the police academy? Just learning the theory? Joey was also disappointed. The first time this body was overdrawn, it turned out that his body was really not very good.

The original owner usually spent his energy on women. The morning fortune with such a beautiful woman was a little weak. Joey thought it was because the original owner had exhausted his energy last night. "Did he really die on the woman's belly? Is this what allowed me to enter his body? The system, come out to explain?"

He was silently shouting at the system in his heart, but he still had hope, but unfortunately the system still had no reaction at all.

"Oh, people always have systems to use when traveling through time. Even if some systems are very weird, at least there is hope. Why don't you give me any reaction? You are really broken, right? Can you really start it when I became a policeman?" He was worried about gains and losses, and was thinking randomly, especially after reinterpreting the origin of the system, he always had this kind of emotion.

When there is no connection to the switchboard, all the super-time police in the 404th Bureau disappear. So are you intact or damaged?

Then Joey stopped thinking about it because his body became heavier and his physical strength began to be severely overdrawn. However, he still gritted his teeth and persevered. The world was very dangerous, and his only hope was the system.

The poor rely on mutation, and the rich rely on money, but Joey has nothing to do with these two things. Mutation is uncontrollable and replicated, and he dare not fight for this at all. The rich one is his father, who has little to do with him. Besides, he is not Tony Stark, he is not a scientific genius.

So he must become a policeman to see if the system will appear, so he must pass the physical fitness level and maintain a good physical fitness. Then even if he escapes, he will be a little faster than others.

With a resolute courage, Joey insisted on continuing to run. Even though he was not fast, he never stopped.
Chapter completed!