The primitive combat training was in full swing, but after a period of training, Mo Yan found that the results were very average.
Apart from Si Nan, who had been an adventurer for a long time and adapted quickly, the others still could not move freely and did not have enough sense of danger.
"Is this the flaw of academic trainers?" Mo Yan whispered to George at the side of the training ground.
"More or less." George nodded. Although the Dark Night Dojo was not a school, apart from Si Nan, none of them had traveled outside before, so they lacked a foundation and accumulation.
"After watching them, I realized that a trip that can be taken anytime is so important." Mo Yan sighed slightly.
"Have you decided? Do you want to try it? "George raised his eyebrows and asked with interest.
"Forget about me. Let them take turns to go out and try it. After all, they're from the Dark Night Dojo, so they definitely won't be worse than the others."
Mo Yan and George decided on the future growth plan of Si Nan and the other four after a few words.
But before that, the New Year quietly arrived.
This was the second New Year that Mo Yan celebrated in this life. Compared to before, he had many more friends around him.
Mo Yan generously gave everyone in the dojo half a month off. The dojo also closed its doors and prepared for the New Year.
Little Ming, Zong Jie, and Bo Niu had already gone home and would only return after the New Year.
George, Mark, Uncle An, Little Nicole, Si Nan, and Mark's parents, who had been called over, were all preparing to celebrate the New Year in the backyard of the dojo.
Mo Yan looked at this lively family, and his heart was full and stuffy.
On the other side, the elfins were also playing. Some were fooling around, some were basking in the sun, and some were eating snacks.
Anyway, they could do whatever they wanted. Mo Yan and the others also served them well. As long as they did not fight, everything was fine.
If Mo Yan still chose to join the Ghost Ship organization in this life, perhaps he could rely on his foresight to sit in a high position in a short time.
But he would never be able to sit around with a group of friends like family and spend the New Year comfortably like he did now.
Furthermore, not only had Mo Yan found his companions from his previous life, he had also subdued many new sprites.
He had even established the Dark Night Dojo and owned his own land.
During this period, Mo Yan was also frequently receiving calls from friends from different regions to wish them a happy new year. He himself also had to call a few elders.
Although it was tedious, Mo Yan enjoyed it.
He was very glad that he had chosen to step into the sunlight when he had the chance to start anew.
…
In the new year, Si Nan, Si 'an, and Little Ming traveled to the Guandong, Fangyuan, and Shenao regions respectively, preparing to participate in the local Alliance Tournament and beginning their own path of experience.
When Si An proposed to travel alone, although Mo Yan and the others were surprised, they knew that she was a girl who was soft on the outside but tough on the inside, so they didn't persuade her.
But the dojo couldn't leave so many people at once, so Bo Niu and Zong Jie chose to stay in the dojo and assist Mark and George at the same time to officially promote the enrollment plan of the Dark Night Dojo!
For a time, the people of Dark Night Town and the two villages were very excited. They were even more excited than the previous New Year.
Because the growth of Si Nan and the other four was obvious to all, especially when they heard that Dojo Master Mo Yan had supported Si Nan and the others to go out for experience, this ignited the enthusiasm of the people to participate.
Even people from the neighboring Yuanzhu City and Asakong City came to inquire whether the Dark Night Dojo would accept foreigners.
"No, no, there are only so many places. We Dark Night Town can't even get enough for our own people, so how can you foreigners have a place!"
Once upon a time, the residents of Dark Night Town were just a group of country bumpkins in the eyes of the people in the two nearby cities.
Now, they could finally hold their heads high for a while.
Then, the people of Dark Night Town became more sensitive. If they found out that a family had spread the news outside, they would probably have their windows smashed with stones that night.
Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, Mo Yan had no choice but to start the recruitment in advance under the pleading of the mayor. Then, the registration forms flew in like snowflakes.
"Did we not clearly state the registration requirements? How can a child who is only six years old sign up?"
George picked out a registration form and threw it into another folder.
"I have an uncle in his thirties here. Tsk, tsk, tsk. At this time, it's more reliable to go home and have children," Mark said noisily, picking out the unqualified registration forms in his hands.
"Send a notice later. Forget about the previous ones. In the future, if they submit this kind of registration form that obviously doesn't meet the requirements, and if their children really meet the requirements, we won't register them."
Mo Yan said straightforwardly, and then the effect was immediate. The workload of George and the others was greatly reduced in an instant.
Although there shouldn't have been such a thing as a registration form screening.
In fact, there were only two requirements for registration. One town and two villages had to be locals of nine to ten years old. That was it.
Then, George, Mark, and the other three would bring Mo Yan's elves to the door to inspect them one by one and record the screening.
After the preliminary screening, Mo Yan called the children who passed the preliminary test to the dojo for a three-day closed-door study and inspection. According to everyone's comprehensive performance, the final quota would be selected.
This time, Mo Yan and the others directly selected ten children. The quota was the same. Two from Black Water Village and Black Grass Village, six from Dark Night Town, and one from the orphanage.
Of course, this batch of children was not as lucky as Si Nan and the others. Even if they had a certain level of strength, they might not be able to become registered trainers of the dojo.
After all, the number of registered trainers was limited, but the knowledge they learned in the dojo would not be discounted in the slightest.
At the same time, under Uncle An's reminder, Mo Yan decided that from this time onwards, all the recruited students would need to collect tuition fees.
The tuition fees were not much, but it was also to tell everyone that this was not a welfare program and that the dojo had no obligation to train talents for free.
You have to be willing to part with it. You have to give up something to gain something. No one would cherish free things.
It didn't matter if they couldn't afford to pay the tuition fees for the time being. In the future, when they could make money with their own ability, it wouldn't be too late to pay it back.
In the view of Mo Yan and the others, the significance of collecting tuition fees was greater than the formality.
Unsurprisingly, the residents of Dark Night Town were still enthusiastic about the student recruitment plan. After all, the fee charged by the dojo was really not high.
And in their view, after paying the money, the dojo would pay more attention to their children.
In the final analysis, the growth and changes of Si Nan and the others in the past six months were really enviable.
With such a good start, the residents were full of trust and support for some of the requirements of the Dark Night Dojo.
After the infusion of new blood, training, teaching, accepting challenges … Everyone was busy again, thriving and full of enthusiasm.
On the outskirts of the Dark Night Forest near Asakonne City, an elegant blue elf looked at Dark Night Town in the distance, and a glimmer of light flashed in its amber eyes.
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