Long family mansion. Long Ge Yueh stared at the cross-shaped scar on Zhuo Bufan's face, and her eyes reddened. "First published on the 12book website."
Zhuo Bufan shrugged nonchalantly and said with a smile, "It was an accident. Don't you think it looks more manly this way?"
"You're still in the mood to joke around." Long Ge Yueh wiped away her tears and said, "I'll find a way to help you heal the scar. It's a shame I won't be able to watch you take the exam this time. The military training has already started, and I have to report to Eastern State Military Academy tomorrow."
"Take the luminous pearl I gave you with you at all times. Who knows, I might come and play with you during the holidays." Zhuo Bufan said with a smile.
"Don't lie to me." Long Ge Yueh pouted. She felt a lump in her throat and turned her head to the side. She did not want Zhuo Bufan to see her in such a sorry state.
At that moment, Long Aotian and Gu Jianfeng came out of the mansion.
"Bufan, I haven't been able to reach you on your phone for the past few days. I thought you stood us up." When Gu Jianfeng saw Zhuo Bufan, he smiled and joked.
Zhuo Bufan said, "I still want the Silver Snow Lotus, but something unexpected happened, so I couldn't get through to you."
When the two of them saw the scar on his face, they thought that Zhuo Bufan was not lying. They guessed that he had really encountered an emergency. However, with Zhuo Bufan's strength, he was in such a sorry state. They didn't know what he had encountered!
"There's no time to lose. The exam is starting tomorrow. Today, we'll go to the military base in Qingchuan City." Gu Jianfeng did not ask any questions and said slowly, "I've already arranged for the Jinling military to prepare a private jet. We'll go together."
Zhuo Bufan did not have much to pack. After bidding farewell to Long Ge Yueh reluctantly, Zhuo Bufan, Long Aotian, Gu Jianfeng, Brother Jun, and Ji Suan boarded a private jet and arrived at Qingchuan Airport in about two hours.
On the plane, Zhuo Bufan asked about the contents of the Intermediate Special Forces assessment. However, both Long Aotian and Gu Jianfeng had no idea about it because the assessment rules were different every time. The location of the assessment this time was on an uninhabited island in the high seas of the Pacific Ocean. The specific rules would only be known when they reached the island.
There was a military green off-road vehicle parked outside the airport. When the soldier standing outside the vehicle saw Long Aotian and Gu Jianfeng, he immediately saluted. "Chief."
The few of them got into the vehicle and went to the military base at the foot of Qingchuan Mountain. The entire military base was heavily guarded with sentries every 30 meters and a few helicopters parked in the middle of the field of the General Staff Department.
"Bufan, your identity is very special now, so you can't go to the General Staff Department for the time being. I've already called my grandson to come over. You should get to know him first," Long Aotian said in a low voice with his hands behind his back.
Zhuo Bufan nodded. He also knew that Long Aotian and Gu Jianfeng probably used their connections to sneak into the Intermediate Special Forces assessment this time. He could not expose his identity yet.
As they were talking, two soldiers in military green uniforms walked over from afar. It was a man and a woman. The man was tall and burly, 1.8 meters tall. He had short hair and a wide smile on his face. He looked to be about 24 years old.
The other woman had her hair tied up in two ponytails. She was beautiful and wore greaves with a red cross on them. She looked like a medic and was in her early twenties.
"Why is it him?" The woman's eyes widened when she saw Zhuo Bufan and stared at Zhuo Bufan suspiciously.
"Grandpa." The man walked over and was very excited to see Long Aotian.
Long Aotian looked at him with a hint of relief in his eyes. "Long Aotian, this is Zhuo Bufan. She's participating in the Intermediate Special Forces assessment with your team."
"Nice to meet you. I'm Long Aotian." Long Aotian was a cheerful person. He took the initiative to extend his hand. Zhuo Bufan shook his hand lightly before letting go. "I'm Zhuo Bufan."
"Qian Luo. She's in our team. She's a medic soldier. She's good at tracking, treating, and analyzing information." Long Aotian looked at the girl beside him.
Qian Luo looked deeply at Zhuo Bufan. Zhuo Bufan saw a flash of light in her eyes. She should be Qianbin's sister.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Qian Luo," Qian Luo said calmly as if it was the first time they met.
Seeing that everyone was familiar with each other, Long Aotian brought Bro Jun to the meeting room of Gu Jianfeng's base.
Seeing that his grandpa had left, Long Aotian teased, "Brother-in-law, I know everything. You're Ge Yue's boyfriend, right? My grandpa wants you to gain some experience. Don't worry, I'll definitely take care of you. "
Zhuo Bufan looked depressed. Long Aotian had asked him to help protect Long Aotian, but this guy didn't know.
"Miss Long and I are just classmates and friends. I'm not her boyfriend," Zhuo Bufan said gloomily.
"Hey, why are you so shy in front of me? Brother-in-law, I'll show you around and let everyone get to know each other. We'll probably have to stay on the island for a few days for the exam. We need to prepare."
Qian Luo followed behind Long Aotian. From time to time, she would glance at Zhuo Bufan. She wanted to ask about her brother, Qianbin, but because Long Aotian was here, she couldn't say anything.
In fact, Long Aotian had already told Long Aotian that he would arrange for a martial arts master to help him. But seeing that Zhuo Bufan was about the same age as his sister, Long Aotian's expectations instantly turned into bubbles. No matter how strong Zhuo Bufan was, he would at most be at the Overt Jing level. With that kind of strength, he would basically be cannon fodder in the entrance exam.
Zhuo Bufan was also pondering. He still needed three days to recover his Spiritual Qi. The True Essence in his body was at most equivalent to the first level of Covert Jing. Qian Luo was only at the peak of Overt Jing, while Long Aotian was at the first level of Covert Jing. Plus, he had some means of self-defense. If the exam wasn't too difficult.
There should be no problem.
"Brother-in-law, if you had come a few days earlier, I would have taken you around Qingchuan City. The biggest beach here, Huangcheng, is very lively at night …" Long Aotian kept talking along the way. Zhuo Bufan was depressed. This guy's personality didn't match his looks at all.
The three of them turned from the drill ground to the edge of a cliff. Before they reached it, they heard the whistling of the wind. There was a hint of saltiness in the air.
It turned out that below the cliff was the sea. The waves crashed into the cliff and turned into white foam, sparkling like diamonds under the sun.
"Yo, Long Aotian, you still have the mood to take a walk here? Suddenly, a disharmonious voice sounded behind the three of them.
Zhuo Bufan turned around and saw two men and a woman walking towards them. They were all wearing green military uniforms. When Long Aotian and Qian Luo saw the three of them, their faces instantly darkened.
The young man in the middle had a pale face. He was tall and skinny. His long and narrow eyes carried a hint of ruthlessness. The man on the left was taller than Long Aotian. He was close to two meters tall and looked like he was made of steel. His eyes lingered on Zhuo Bufan for a moment before losing interest.
The last woman had a head of short black hair, and her pursed lips were somewhat seductive. However, her appearance was slightly inferior to Qian Luo's. She wore the same leg guards as Qian Luo, with a red cross drawn on them. She belonged to the Healer Army. The woman's eyes fell on the scar on Zhuo Bufan's face. She was slightly disappointed. "So it's an ugly monster. I thought it was a handsome guy."
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