Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The superintendent calmed himself down and observed the performance of the ten people on the screen. Finally, he smiled satisfactorily and said, "End their test and let them out."
The officer in charge of Ling Lan's group was unsure, and asked, "Then how do we grade them?"
The superintendent glared at him and said, "Do you need me to teach you? How long did they take to complete the entire run? How's their stamina? "
The officer's eyes lit up. "Understood, sir."
Meanwhile, on Ling Lan's side, the ten people persisted and ran a few more laps. At this time, even the usually valiant Qi Long and Luo Lang were beginning to feel tired. Running with a person on their back and running with nothing were two completely different concepts. After running just a few laps, they already felt their stamina drain by several folds. Initially, they had thought that they would be able to run another 10 or 20 laps, but now they were no longer so certain.
Of the ten people, Ling Lan was in the best condition. It should be said that she had never felt tired before, because she had been circulating her Qi right from the start of the run.
Ever since she had tasted the benefits of strength, Ling Lan had suspected that the Qi exercises still held secrets that she did not know about. Thus, she decided to try using the Qi exercises again during the running test. Reality proved that her decision was absolutely correct. Up until now, she was still full of energy and stamina, and all her stats were still at the same level as before the start of the run.
These stats were all provided by Little Four. As soon as Ling Lan had discovered something new, Little Four had run over eagerly under the guise of helping Ling Lan research the Qi exercises and becoming a qualified assistant for contracted growth... in reality, Little Four was bored because he could not access the virtual network, and wanted to find something to do to pass the time.
However, with Little Four's help, Ling Lan quickly figured out the secret of the Qi exercises. It turned out that the Qi exercises could replenish depleted energy, and also repair damage to the body, allowing the body to be in peak condition for a long period of time.
Of course, Little Four had also said that this balance between output and expenditure was because Ling Lan did not expend much energy while running. If Ling Lan had carried someone on her back like Zilong and Luo Lang, she probably would not have been able to achieve balance and would have expended some energy. However, Little Four told Ling Lan not to be discouraged. As long as she continued to practice the Qi exercises, she would be able to recover more and more energy. In the end, she might not even have to worry about energy depletion. (Of course, this would be a matter of decades later … Little Four decisively erased that last sentence.)
Ling Lan, who was in perfect condition, saw that Zilong and Luo Lang were sweating profusely from their foreheads, and that their steps were beginning to slow down. She knew that something was wrong with their stamina, and that they might not be able to hold on any longer. Ling Lan was a little hesitant. Should she take over from them? But she was afraid that she would overdo it and attract the attention of others.
Mind you, with Little Four's help, Ling Lan's appearance was not much different from Han Jijun's, both sweating profusely and panting heavily. After all, she had been helping the boy with the weakest stamina in the group. Although it was not as exhausting as carrying Zilong on her back, carrying someone was still more exhausting than running empty-handed.
In Ling Lan's mind, the demon and the angel were fighting. Before the victor was decided, the outside world had already made the decision for Ling Lan.
Luo Lang pointed to the side in surprise and shouted, "I see the sign! There's still one more lap."
Luo Lang's words were like a shot of adrenaline, reinvigorating the spirit of the child who had been on the brink of collapse.
Ling Lan looked in the direction Luo Lang was pointing, and saw an examiner holding up a screen. There was only one Arabic number on it, indicating that they only had one last lap left.
Seeing this, Han Jijun quickly cheered them on, "There's still one last lap left. No matter what, you have to persevere. You definitely can't fall behind."
"Okay!" Including Ling Lan, the other nine replied loudly. It was the last lap — they had to give it their all no matter what.
Han Xuya sucked in a sharp breath and shouted, "Zilong, put me down."
"What's wrong?" Zilong asked in surprise.
"The last lap, I can do it." How could Han Xuya not feel Zilong's exhaustion? She could not affect Zilong's results for her sake. Zilong was going to enter Special Class-A. Even if she fainted from running for the last lap, she had to do it herself. She could not drag Zilong down any longer.
On the other side, Luo Chao had also asked Luo Lang to put her down. The reason was similar — she did not want her to affect her brother's results. They wanted Zilong and Luo Lang to speed up in the last lap, so that they could have the best time.
Seeing this, Han Jijun immediately tried to dissuade them, "It's already the last lap. If we can't reach the finish line together, then there's no point in us persevering at the start. Besides, you all should know what a qualified soldier has to do — never give up on a comrade! "
Han Jijun's words made everyone perk up. A few of the quick-witted children immediately understood. Han Xuya and Luo Chao, who had initially wanted to refuse, changed their minds. Han Xuya said anxiously, "Zilong, quick, pull me along and run. We have to hurry." Since they had decided to run to the finish line together, they could not waste a single second.
And so, in Ling Lan's group, those with better stamina pulled those with weaker stamina. Just like that, the few of them supported each other as they ran towards the last lap. At this time, Ling Lan quietly pulled the two with the weakest stamina. Han Jijun looked at her gratefully. With Ling Lan's help, he could run alone. His stamina was already on the verge of collapse. If he had to carry another person, he was not confident that he could finish the last lap.
Outside the virtual environment room was an open-air tea room. Many examiners were sitting in groups of twos and threes, drinking tea and chatting. It should be known that this test would not end until three to four hours later. The examiners could not just sit in the room and wait. Most of them would come here to order a cup of hot tea or coffee to pass the time, or chat with a few familiar comrades.
The examiner in charge of room 72 was chatting with a few familiar comrades. Just as he was talking excitedly, the communicator on his wrist rang.
He pressed the button on the communicator. The communicator flashed, and a virtual screen appeared in front of him. At the same time, the facial image of the sergeant in charge of monitoring room 72 appeared on the screen.
"Notice, examinee in room 72 is about to complete the test. Please make your preparations."
The examiner was taken aback. "Complete the test? Not even two hours? Is this for real? " It was no wonder he did not believe it. There had never been a student who had completed the test in less than two hours in the history of the scout academy. Only those children who had fainted due to exhaustion would be sent out of their rooms in such a short time.
However, there were no red dots that represented fainting on his communicator. There weren't even yellow dots that indicated exhaustion. All of them were green dots that indicated that they were conscious and that they could still hold on.
The sergeant in charge of monitoring room 72 saw the look of disbelief on the examiner's face and smiled. He kindly reminded the examiner, "Hurry up and go, or it'll be too late. Right, that group is full of good children. You won't be disappointed."
Without waiting for the examiner to ask any more questions, the sergeant in charge of monitoring room 72 cut off the video feed. Thinking of the examiner's shocked expression, he was amused. He suddenly felt that monitoring these children here was not so boring after all.
The examiner stared at the black screen, speechless. Couldn't this sergeant in charge of monitoring have explained everything in one go?
The other examiners overheard their conversation and looked at him in surprise. Of course, their eyes were also filled with curiosity and gossip.
"Got it. Wait until I find out what's going on, then I'll tell you all. I'm going to work now." The examiner stood up gloomily. His expression was calm as he grabbed the military cap on the table and put it on properly before slowly walking towards room 72.
Hells, hopefully the children inside won't disappoint him! The examiner suppressed his excitement... alright, actually his calmness just now had all been an act.
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