It had just finished raining in the morning. Today was a rare sunny day. The sun rushed out of the encirclement of the dark clouds, and the reflected sunlight shuttled between the branches, weaving into golden threads. After the rain, the water droplets were strung into a string of golden pearls.
On the open ground, a group of fourteen to fifteen-year-old youths, wearing a pair of shorts, ran in the square with bare backs.
Boy Scouts.
To be exact, these children were all orphans after the apocalypse. In the face of this turbulent disaster, they had lost their loved ones and only survived alone.
Among the tens of thousands of orphans, after countless selections, a total of 360 people succeeded.
Although nearly a third of the children succeeded in awakening, in this special training, they could not use the slightest bit of energy. All of them had to use their bodies to train.
The body's strength, speed, agility, flexibility, and so on needed to be strengthened to achieve perfect coordination.
If a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools.
Train a perfect body, then train to attack, kill, and other means.
Chen Feng believed in a sentence: the so-called limit was only for yourself. In fact, there was no limit to the limit.
The best way to train the whole body was to run correctly, but if the speed was too fast, there would be no limit effect, only the memory effect of the muscles.
Running straight, running sideways, accelerating, decelerating. These were the appetizers of the day's extreme training for these youths.
"Not enough!" A cold voice sounded in his heart.
The more he experienced and saw, the more Chen Feng knew that his strength was not enough. The bodies of those adults were already fixed. Even if they were professionals, their reflexes and functions could not be changed. Therefore, Chen Feng needed to create a real Boy Scout.
These youths were generally between the ages of thirteen to fifteen. After many rounds of selection, their talents had been confirmed. Now, what Chen Feng needed to do was to squeeze out their physical strength and completely dig out the potential in their bodies.
The youths bit their legs and constantly changed their rhythm, suddenly braking, swaying left and right, or bravely sprinting.
Although running was ordinary, it was a very good way to train the body's coordination and flexibility. The four different running postures were used by Chen Feng to train them to fight with others. It was to train them to use their footsteps reasonably in an extremely small environment. To put it bluntly, it was to teach them how to avoid attacks and quickly counterattack.
The square was very big, and one lap was at least a thousand meters long. The youths had come out to train since the sun had just risen, and now it was early in the morning. They had already run ten laps, which was ten thousand meters.
For any healthy person, ten thousand meters might not be a big deal, but don't forget that these people were continuously training in four different postures. Every time they accelerated, they would immediately decelerate. This was definitely a huge drain on their stamina.
After another two hours, they had completed the goal set by Chen Feng. They had run a total of twenty laps around the square.
The youths struggled to stand on the ground. At this moment, they could no longer move. Their legs were especially sore. It was as if they could not feel their existence. They were close to numbness.
Most of them were panting like this, trying their best to breathe in the fresh air. Their shorts had long been soaked with sweat, as if they had just been fished out of the river. Just standing there for a while, small puddles would appear on the ground. Although they were tired, they knew that they could not rest. The day's training had just begun. Although their legs could not move in a short time, they still had their hands.
After resting for a while, they started the next set of training.
"Ha!" With a loud roar, the youths quickly moved up and down. In the blink of an eye, they had already done forty to fifty.
And this was just the beginning.
The most basic training program.
Push-ups.
Just like running, there were many different kinds of training in push-ups.
Quickly moving up and down was a kind of training explosive power.
Just now, running mainly used the legs, but after a few hours of continuous exercise, these people's stamina could not keep up. However, each of them carried a blood feud. Their families were either bitten to death by insects, zombies, monsters, or because they were weak, they were tragically attacked by thugs.
Even if they were only in their teens, they had already experienced the big waves of life. Their temperament had already undergone a metamorphosis, and they had become a group of avengers.
In addition to physical fitness, temperament was also part of the test. There was no doubt that these victors who stood out from tens of thousands of orphans all had the quality of not admitting defeat.
No one was willing to fall behind.
This was because Chen Feng had made it very clear to them from the beginning. After three years of training and finally winning, they would be cultivated into the next batch of backbone of the city's army.
Their parents were already dead. No matter what kind of status they had in the past, it was now gone. For the ordinary people among them, they had no background, no backing, and had not succeeded in awakening. It could be said that this was the only way for them to advance!
If they won, they would be like carps leaping over the dragon's gate, starting a new life from then on.
If they failed, they would be thrown into the dust. They could only do some hard work to make a living, or join the army and start as the most ordinary soldier.
One thousand!
This was the rule set by Chen Feng.
These children had experienced two energy storms. Even if they were just ordinary people, because of long-term absorption of energy, their stamina was several times stronger than before.
One thousand might seem terrifying, but it was within the limit of what they could bear.
"Ha!" Suddenly, with a low shout, they exerted strength in their waists and forced themselves to stand up.
"Ha!" They shouted again and stood up again.
Again and again, they tried to squeeze out every bit of strength hidden in their arms. Their waists gradually heated up, and a burst of strength emerged from the depths of their muscles. In this way, in order to not let themselves fall into the mortal world, with a miraculous last shout, hundreds of people actually completed the task.
In the evening, the setting sun gradually occupied the horizon. Fiery clouds were like dazzling flowers, blooming in the sky.
Along with the sound of the dinner bell from afar, it indicated that a day of training had come to an end.
Time and time again sweating, time and time again lying on the ground to train. At this time, the teenagers looked like they had just drilled out of a mound of dirt. Even their faces couldn't be seen clearly. Only the pairs of exposed eyes were still as excited and determined as before.
Stupid birds need to learn to fly first.
Their current life was undoubtedly very boring and painful. But one day, when they really broke out of their cocoons and became butterflies, they would understand that all the blood and sweat left behind would be fed back to them.
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