The next day, a quick knock on the door made Lu Yihan have a splitting headache. He opened the door in a daze, looked at Zhu Siping outside the door, and asked, "Why are you still not letting people sleep?"

Zhu Siping threw a set of police uniforms to him and shouted, "Give you three minutes to wash, or I'll send you to the vegetable market!"

Lu Yihan was smart, took his clothes, and rushed to the small bathroom. It's like going back to the freshman military training, brushing your teeth, washing your face, and dressing as fast as you can.

Zhu Siping saw Lu Yihan, whose eyes were slightly red, but who was in good spirits, and said with satisfaction: "It's not bad, the speed is quite fast, otherwise you will suffer when you arrive at the special training camp." ”

Under the leadership of Zhu Siping, Lu Yihan received three sets of police uniforms and a sergeant-level badge. After that, he received thirty-five heavy silver coins and one hundred copper coins from the finance office, which instantly made him feel full of energy. It's really different to be rich.

Unexpectedly, the time came to run, from a death row prisoner to a well-off living standard all of a sudden, and his future job is food, clothing, housing and transportation, and his happy mood diluted a lot of last night's depression.

It took three hours to ride the partial motorcycle, which had no shockproof effect and was bouncing like a little frog on the dirt road, before Lu Yihan came to a special training camp located in a valley.

Zhu Siping parked the car on the side of the road, looked at the gate of the special training camp, and said, "Since you have chosen this path yourself, then go on well." As a word of caution, no one can say that you are a cultivator of the chant of the night. Otherwise, one day the military department will transfer you away, and I will castrate you first!"

As she spoke, she accentuated her tone and said, "Remember my words, otherwise the most angry minister in the headquarters will skin you! Oh, by the way, when you go back, remember to go to the valley to pick some of that golden wild chrysanthemum, dry it and take it back to honor the minister, otherwise he will give you small shoes!"

Lu Yihan was speechless for a while, Xu Wenwu was such a stingy person in the eyes of his subordinates, he actually had to use three "most", and he had to accentuate the tone, otherwise it would not be enough to express their inner emotions.

After explaining some trivial matters, Zhu Siping restarted the locomotive and passed the strict review of one level after another before entering the valley.

The scenery in the valley is excellent, with three rows of bungalows about 300 meters long arranged in the shape of "Pin", and in the middle is a domed building, somewhat similar to the gymnasium of the previous life. On both sides of the valley are various training grounds, these facilities are similar to the training camps of special forces in previous lives.

Zhu Siping introduced to him that all official cultivators in Chu Yueguo had to train in the special training camp for more than three months before they could go to work. Let him cherish every minute here, it will be beneficial to him in the future.

After Zhu Siping handed him over to a dark-skinned instructor, he turned back without looking back.

The instructor stretched out his hand and said, "Welcome to Hell!"

Lu Yihan was just about to say a few polite words, when he felt that the other party's hand was like an iron tong, and his hand bones were about to be crushed. Before he could snort, the instructor withdrew. Lu Yihan hit him directly on the chest, as if he had hit a steel plate, and instantly turned from morning to midnight, and his eyes were full of bright stars.

He also smeared the oil paint on Lu Yihan's face, and said in a weird manner: "Lao Tzu is very unhappy when he sees the little white face!"

The instructor didn't let him go, one hand was inserted into his creaky socket, and as soon as he lifted it, he lifted his feet off the ground. With another kick sweep, Lu Yihan fell directly onto the hot sand.

The instructor stepped on his neck and sneered: "My name is Chen Shura, and when I grow up in the future, remember to come to me for revenge!" Now, you are standing here and tanning your little white face before you are eligible for dinner. Starting tomorrow, there will be demons to teach you how to be a demon......!

After Chen Shura left, Lu Yihan struggled to get up. This fall, it felt like all the bones in his body were shattered. Especially on the face that he thought he was handsome, there was a hot pain, and he felt that he was about to break his appearance.

"Phew!" Lu Yihan spat out the mud and sand in his mouth, and muttered, "Chen Shura, you wait, when Lao Tzu leaves here, he will definitely let you taste the taste of sand!"

As the sun slowly moved overhead, the hot breath became more and more unbearable, and it was the hottest summer of the year. Standing in the sun, the hot stinging sensation on the skin is really refreshing.

I don't know how many times the brand-new police uniform on Lu Yihan's body was soaked, and it was dried several times. Just one glance at the gray-white sweat stains on it, like fine waves, makes people's teeth sore.

But he never had the idea of being lazy, and he knew in his previous life the wise saying "To live is to suffer". If you can't even bear this little sin, what qualifications do you have to walk in this world in the future?

Don't say how to get ahead, if you want to live well, you have to have some skills, and the skills have to be taught by Chen Shura.

He just told himself over and over again in his heart that one day he would trample Chen Shura under his feet, ravage him fiercely, and find today's field.

This guy put him down as soon as they met, especially the kick in his face that he thought he thought was handsome, which made him unable to let go.

After noon, three cultivators in training uniforms with oil paint on their faces were cultivating on the training ground next to them.

It made Lu Yihan feel that the depression in his heart was much less. He watched their training carefully and prepared for his training tomorrow.

Each of the three of them actually had two instructors, and as long as there was a slight mistake, they would be immediately beaten by the instructor. It was a real beating, and Lu Yihan, who was nearly two hundred meters away, could hear the dull "poof" sound of fists and slaps smashing on the students.

Even if he is beaten, no one dares to make a noise, and he has to stand tall. Lu Yihan thought to himself, he was a cultivator of the Night Chanting Path, and he would be a healer in the future, so he shouldn't have to accept such a cruel cultivation.

When the sun was setting in the west, the three of them gathered in a chest-deep quagmire, and the three of them battled. Lu Yihan vaguely heard that they seemed to be fighting over something.

The three of them really spared no effort to fight, beating each other to death, and they were a little frightened when they looked at Lu Yihan. Now I don't know anything, and if I meet them, I will have to be beaten all over the ground looking for teeth.

In less than three minutes, the winner was decided, and the winner showed a mouthful of white teeth and smiled happily.

After those people left, a twenty-four-five-year-old female instructor walked up to Lu Yihan and said, "My name is Lan Na Kui, welcome to the devil's training camp." Now come with me to get your training clothes, and starting tomorrow, I'll be your Fundamentals instructor. ”

Lu Yihan picked up the backpack on the ground, followed behind her, and listened carefully to her about the rules of the special training camp.

Wake up at 5 a.m. and run around the valley for an hour, three laps on the first day, and one lap every 10 days thereafter. Start with a weight of 60 kilograms and add 5 kilograms every five days.

Lu Yihan secretly took a breath, judging from the traces left behind, a circle must be four or five kilometers long. For three months, that is, when you graduate, you can't run eight laps an hour, then you have to run at least more than 40 kilometers, and the weight is added to 400 kilograms. That's not a fatal question anymore, but is it possible?

Breakfast at 6:15 was only a quarter of an hour. After that, the instructor will start the basic training according to the physical condition of each person, and each session will be two hours. Then came the scramble for lunch.

Lu Yihan asked curiously, "What do you mean by the battle for lunch?"

Lan Na Aoi said emotionlessly: "It's just to fight with a few other trainees, and the winner can have meat to eat, otherwise you can only drink rice soup." If you want to eat meat, then you have to find a way to defeat your opponent, and you can do whatever it takes. ”

After lunch, it is time to take a bath, and the bathhouse will refine the liquid medicine according to the characteristics of each person's body. In Lanna's words, the more you go beyond the limits of training, the greater the benefits of soaking in the potion.

In the afternoon, just like in the morning, after two training sessions, there was a battle for dinner. After dinner, I still make a potion solution. From half past seven to nine in the evening, the basics are learned.

After that, it's free time, you can sleep if you want, and no one cares if you don't want to sleep all night. The premise is that you can train normally the next day and not be beaten like a dog by the instructor.

After Lu Yihan received his training clothes, Lan Nakui took him to a separate dormitory, pointed to a box on the table and said, "Every day you train, you must paint with oil paint." According to the rules of the training camp, students are not allowed to communicate with each other privately, and they are not allowed to expose their true faces to other students.

"This is for the sake of the secrecy of your future secret missions. It's even more for your safety! Over the years, the number of cultivators who have betrayed the empire has been increasing, so protect yourself. ”

After Lu Yihan followed Lanna Aoi Meimei to have dinner, he went to the bathhouse to take a bath, because he had not yet formally trained, so naturally he did not have the treatment of taking a medicinal bath.

Lu Yihan, who had just finished taking a bath, had to apply oil paint to his face before he dared to come out of the bathhouse. The thought of being here for three months and having to paint his face with oil paint still made him a little resistant in his heart.

Looking at the domed building in the middle of the valley, Lan Na Aoi explained that it was a library, and Shin said that in the future, it would be a place for him to move freely.

Last night in Old Man Ji's laboratory, he read the introduction book that introduced the cultivation sequence, and there were many words that he didn't recognize. was so angry that he secretly scolded that Lu Yihan in his heart for being uneducated.

If you want to change your cultivation path, hope lies in the library. He had to study the alchemy technique by himself and refine a medicinal liquid that could change his cultivation path. Since you can't ask for others, you can only ask for yourself!

There was nothing to do now, so Lu Yihan decided to check if there were any books on alchemy in the library.

According to what Zhu Siping said, alchemists and alchemists are "precious species" in the mainland. A fourth-level alchemist could wipe hundreds of thousands of lives out of this world in an instant if he wanted to.

Therefore, if you want to become an alchemist or alchemist, it is not enough to have talent, but also to have opportunities and sufficient financial support.