After Wei Chen left the room where Diamond A was located, he went straight to Training Hall No. 3. There was a big word "3" at the door of Training Hall No. 3. Although Wei Chen didn't go out much in the past few days, he had learned the basic situation on this floor.

Familiar with it.

Training halls 1 to 10 represent the level and age of the trainees trained there. No. 1 is eleven years old, No. 2 is twelve years old, and so on. When they are about 20 years old, these trained people can go on missions.

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The floor where Wei Chen is currently located is Halls 1 to 3. The three halls are adjacent to each other. Opposite the three halls is a row of dormitories. Senior members of the alliance from the Ace of Spades to the Jack of Diamonds all live here.

The purpose of this arrangement is to expose these children to the murderous aura and coercion emanating from the superiors from an early age, so that they can perform tasks without being affected by the target's strength.

On the left side of Hall 1 is the cafeteria on this floor, and on the right side of Hall 3 are the toilets and bathhouses. The entire floor forms a ring, and the three training halls are in the center.

After Wei Chen arrived, he saw a group of teenagers about his age running in circles in the training hall, carrying backpacks about the same size as them.

A man wearing a red beret and green short-sleeves was supervising with a cigar in his mouth. One white eye circle after another would pop out of his mouth every five seconds, and under his

On the back is written a big J.

Wei Chen had just stepped into the training hall and before he had time to say hello, he was spotted by this man. He pointed at Wei Chen with the pointer in his hand: "You, come here."

Wei Chen quickly ran to stand in front of this man and looked at the man's left chest. There was a red square embroidered on it. This man should be Diamond J.

Diamond J looked Wei Chen up and down: "I know everything about you. Now, join them with a load on your back. Today's task is to run 100 laps. If you don't finish the race, you won't be allowed to eat."

Wei Chen ran to the corner of Hall 3, where there was a row of backpacks, the same size as those on the backs of the children running on the field. Each bag was embroidered with a different color. Because of the square A, Wei Chen deliberately selected

I bought a backpack embroidered with squares.

Before picking it up, Wei Chen had already been mentally prepared that the backpack would be heavy, but he did not expect it to be so heavy. Even if he tried his best to lift it with both hands, he could not get the backpack off the ground. In desperation,

, he had to squat down first, tie the two shoulder straps of the backpack on his body, and then slowly stand up from the ground.

This method was very effective. The backpack began to lift off the ground little by little. It wasn't until Wei Chen's legs were shaking and his eyes were a little white that he fastened the backpack firmly on his body. But at this moment, he couldn't even stand

It was already very tiring.

Wei Chen stood there and took deep breaths again and again. After a few times, he saw him take a deep breath, gritted his teeth, firmly grasped the shoulder straps with both hands, lifted his left foot and pointed slightly toward

He took a small step forward, and that step caused sweat to pour out from all over his body.

Diamond J originally curled his lips in disdain when he saw that Wei Chen was carrying a backpack and could only move. However, when he saw the cube icon on the backpack, he immediately put away his disdain. He looked at it curiously and shocked.

Watching this kid who had never received strength training before, he struggled to move his steps on the track.

Wei Chen was struggling to advance on the runway. The military green clothes he was wearing were completely soaked, and drops of sweat were dripping down the hem of the clothes like free money.

Wei Chen moved forward at a turtle speed and was quickly surpassed by other students who were originally on the field. Every peer who passed by Wei Chen looked at Wei Chen with different eyes. Some admired him, some looked down upon him, and some looked at him with contempt.

Sympathetic, but at this moment, Wei Chen had no time to pay attention to this. All his energy had been focused on the "running" in front of him.

One lap of the runway is 400 meters, and one hundred laps is 40,000 meters. The pond slag covered on the runway not only gives the runway better friction, but also creates huge resistance for people running and walking on it.

During lunch time, the children who had completed their tasks took turns to leave Hall 3. Only Wei Chen remained on the track and trudged forward. He felt that his consciousness was blurred, and the clothes on his body were so stuffy that he could not breathe.

He could only keep his body leaning forward so that he would not fall backwards due to the weight of the backpack. His whole body was already tensed because he had to bear the weight of the backpack, and the blue veins stood out on his already weak body.

thick neck.

At around 1 o'clock in the afternoon, the children who had trained in the morning came to Hall 3 again. Diamond J led them to train on other events on both sides of the track, while Wei Chen continued to move step by step on the track with difficulty.

During his footsteps, no one glanced at him, nor did he glance at anyone. Although his consciousness was blurred, he kept silently counting the number of circles he had walked.

In this way, the time reached 10 o'clock in the evening, and all the children had returned to their rooms to rest. The only light on the entire floor was Hall 3. Diamond J stood at the door of Hall 3.

Standing next to him is the Ace of Spades: "How many laps did you tell him to walk?"

Diamond J blew out a puff of smoke: "One hundred..."

"You want him to carry a 150-pound bag of diamonds and walk a hundred times?" Ace of Spades stared at the J of Diamonds speechlessly.

"How can you blame me? He chose the cube himself." Diamond J spread his hands helplessly.

"What lap is it now?"

"thirty."

"kindness?"

"Don't look at me. It's true. This kid seems to have mastered some tricks. He started walking faster and faster in the afternoon. However, he may be a little exhausted, so he can only keep a constant speed for now."

"He fell..." Ace of Spades paused and shook his head, as if he felt that what he said next was a bit impossible, "Or if it's finished, tell me."

"No problem, I'm bored anyway, so I'm just watching here." Diamond J waved to the Ace of Spades casually.

In the huge Hall 3, Wei Chen moved step by step at a speed similar to that of a tortoise. Starting from this afternoon, he felt as if a fire was about to burst out deep in his heart, and the sweat on his body had stopped flowing.

His lips were extremely dry, and there were blisters on his shoulders and hands. But at this moment, Wei Chen still gritted his teeth, suppressed the fire in his heart, and continued to grit his teeth and persevere.

Diamond J was sitting on the ground at the door of Hall 3, smoking and staring at Wei Chen on the track with half-closed eyes.

During training the next day, Wei Chen was still walking on the track. The students running past him in Hall 3 began to look at him with different eyes. The original disdainful eyes turned into admiration, and the originally admiring eyes began to change.

The eyes turned to admiration. By the lunch break, a large number of students had gathered at the entrance of Hall 3. These students were from Halls 1 and 2, as well as Halls 4 and 5 who had heard the news from upstairs.

In Hall No. 3, they all gathered at the entrance of Hall No. 3 and stood behind Diamond J, watching Wei Chen on the court with him.

A student in Hall 5 who looked smarter asked Diamond J curiously: "Instructor Diamond J, what lap is he on?"

"70." Diamond J replied calmly.

When all the students heard this sentence, they suddenly had the idea that he had been here since yesterday morning, without eating, drinking or resting, and walking with a load twice his body weight on his back.

More than 70 laps, and he is still walking now. Is this man really thirteen years old?
Chapter completed!