83_83752 The freshman was walking slowly on the side of the road at the moment, and no one had passed him for a long time, and he thought he might be the last one. But it doesn't matter, the other people in the life breeding line are very strong, they will run ahead, and it doesn't hurt to be alone. However, the only thing to worry about is that he is really hungry now, and I don't know if I can get something to eat before he starves to death......

As he thought so, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind him.

Turning his head in surprise, as if he had seen something incredible, his mouth opened wide.

The Wallflower team, which had always maintained the formation at the time of departure, ran past him at a constant speed.

Four hours and thirty-six minutes after the start of the long-distance fitness test, the Wallflower Legion surpassed the last freshman in the Life Reproduction Line;

Four hours and fifty minutes into the test, the Wallflower Legion overtook the last freshman in the medical department;

five hours, surpassing the last two freshmen in the Department of Natural Sciences;

At five hours and ten minutes, it surpassed the last four freshmen of the battleship command system......

Everyone who saw the Wallflower team reacted in much the same way as the first person, their eyes widening in disbelief.

This group of miscellaneous troops composed of the Cuisine Department, the Art Department, and the Music Department are actually not neatly arranged, and their footsteps are not exactly the same, after all, they have not undergone formal queue training, but they have always maintained the queue arranged by Mugen at the beginning, no one is left behind, and the students next to everyone are the original ones.

Da Da

"We've been running for over five hours now! I didn't even notice! "The queue surpassed one after another of the colleges of his department, and the members of the miscellaneous army only then noticed the time, and when they noticed that they had already completed most of the distance, many people were startled!

What's more, compared to the downcast appearance of the others, they look simply good! They didn't feel very tired after running for so long, on the contrary, they felt that they could continue to run at the same speed.

"I ate a lot of high-sugar foods on the ship yesterday, which is a necessary supplement for those who participated."

"The socks prepared according to the list are also air socks specially prepared for long-distance running!"

"I also sprayed the sunscreen spray that I reminded me to spray this morning......"

Thinking of who brought these to everyone, everyone looked back:

"Chairman Mugan, you wouldn't have known the content of the military training in advance, would you?"

"How is that possible?" Mugen hurriedly waved his hand: "The food that day was given by the bosses along the way, and it happened that they all opened sweet shops, and the rest of the things were regular items!" I didn't know what to do, so I wanted to bring as many things as I could, and at most it took a little effort to stuff them all into one backpack. ”

"As for everyone who doesn't feel too tired from running so far, this is thanks to Dobby."

"Huh?" Everyone's heads turned back at the same time, and they all looked at Dobby, the big man in the first row. When everyone lined up, Mugan placed Dobby in the first row on the far left, which at first glance seemed like nothing, Dobby was not fast or slow, nothing special. Except for the eye-catching thing of "gathering with classmates behind his back" at the beginning of military training, this big man is inconspicuous among the freshmen.

During the whole run, Dobby didn't do anything except bury his head in running? He didn't even communicate much with everyone, what was he doing?

"Control everyone's speed throughout the whole process, and make appropriate adjustments according to everyone's situation, everyone feels so good now, it's all up to Dobby, the expert~" In the direction of Dobby, Mugen gave a thumbs up.

Only then did the freshmen realize: Huh? It seems to be true! It's really running with him the whole time! Because Dobby was in the most critical position in the first row, the people next to him couldn't help but run to his rhythm.

I see—

"Dobby, are you an expert in long-distance running?" In their opinion, this was the only explanation, and many of the freshmen looked up at Dobby at that time.

Dobby finally turned his head, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth, and he smiled innocently:

"I'm not a long-distance running expert, I'm a cow breeder~\(≧▽≦)/~!"

Freshmen: Embarrassed!

"Every morning I have to drive 300 cows to graze 40 kilometers away from my home, and I control the speed of each cow so that they don't get tired before they reach their destination, which is the most important job of a cattle herder." Thinking of the cow in his hometown, Dobby's face showed a look of nostalgia. I haven't driven cattle for a long time, and although the number of people is a little less today, it's also a ⊙ ⊙ addiction

Freshmen: Embarrassed! So, your cow is the expert in long-distance running, right? Hungry to run 40 kilometers to graze, this herd of cattle is a real cow!

"However, as long as you train the head cow and let the head cow carry the herd forward, it will be much easier." Dobby continues to be nostalgic.

Freshman: =.= So, Dobby not only treated us as your cows, but also substituted yourself as a cow?

"Well, what if we get tired of running?" someone asked on the spot.

It's not enough to have someone control the speed!

"Aren't there those three in the back?" Dobby Road.

The freshmen subconsciously looked at the last row, and the first thing they saw was Chairman Muggan, and then ......

They saw Chairman Kerry and Chairman Godot running on either side of Mugan smiling.

The bull master controls the speed in the first row, and the large beasts press the formation in the last row, everyone will not run fast, let alone lag behind, and all the freshmen will be circled by these four points in a very square array.

Looking closely, the freshmen in the back row of the team seem to be carnivorous, and the farther back they are, the more terrible they are, and with the instinctive fear of the fierce carnivores behind them, everyone dare not lag behind! Chairman Moggan, did you really arrange this on purpose? Deliberately! You did it on purpose!

Mugan: ⊙_⊙

Freshmen with lingering fears: Sure enough, Chairman Mugan, who is faintly behind Chairman Kerry and Chairman Godot and running in the last row of the line, is the heaviest of the three departments, right?

Being stared at by everyone, Mugan could only ⊙▽ ⊙.

"Actually, I was also good at herding when I was in my hometown!" While running, Mugan chatted with Kerry and Godot next to him.

"As long as Sigma and I run behind those unicorns, they're always running fast! That's right! When Uncle Beta is behind them, they're the fastest!"

Godot Kerry: What kind of breed is your family□?

Six hours after the test began, they encountered the first freshman from the mecha department.

That's right, a "head".

***

On the sun-drenched suspension driveway, the prototype Domra was curled up and kneeling beside the road, a small puddle of water under him, and the sweat dripping down his jaw indicated the source of the puddle.

He looked so bad.

Kneeling there, Domra's bellows sound came from his throat.

Domra didn't know how long he had been kneeling here, and the pain in his body made him unable to control himself back into his prototype, but without the protection of his military jacket, he faced an even worse situation: now was the time when the sun was at its strongest, the daylight of this planet was extremely scorching, and the military uniform issued by the academy could play an excellent role in protection, and without the protection of the military uniform, his huge black body was completely exposed to the scorching sun.

His body, which had already begun to become dehydrated, was uncomfortable, his brain was blank, and he felt that he was about to evaporate.

For the first three hours, he was at the front, confident in his body, and Domra thought he should be able to finish first in the test.

Under his leadership, the students of the mecha department are far ahead, and the students who can be admitted to the mecha department are in good health, and there will be basically no problems with basic physical fitness, but after running for another three hours, some people still fall behind. For these students, Kamla chose to give up.

"We don't need to wait for the slowest person, we just need to make sure that most people get to their destination first." He admonished his classmates, and then, when he fell to the ground in severe pain, he was left behind by his classmates who had faithfully carried out his orders.

Everyone surpassed him one by one, and the first echelon where he was was the first to pass, then the classmates who were a little behind before, and then the weak chickens of the battleship command department also passed, and then the mechanical department, the medical department......

At first, he could still proudly hold his head up and try to move forward, but as more and more people overtook the past, his steps became slower and slower, and a sharp pain that was as strong as a burst of pain made him finally unable to support it anymore, and his knees weakened, and he fell heavily to his knees.

Kamra's haughty head finally hung down.

With his broad forehead pressed against the sun-scorched pavement, he heard footsteps running past him.

The students, who had been left far behind him before, ran past him one by one.

No one stayed for him.

For quite some time, no more footsteps sounded in his ears.

Hungry and thirsty, his stomach hurt even more, and he felt that his head was about to be turned into a pulp.

Never in Kamra's finite life so far has there been a moment in which he felt so deeply that he had been abandoned.

His mind went blank.

He tried to push himself up and keep walking, but he found that he had no strength left.

It was then that he heard footsteps again.

Kamla didn't think about raising her head at all. He began to rejoice that he was in a position where others could not see his face.

This time, the sound of footsteps was different from before.

This time, the footsteps were very heavy, and his forehead was pressed against the pavement, and Kamla could clearly feel the ground trembling. Who is this who is running here? With such heavy footsteps, how big must that person be?

But he soon realized he was wrong: No, no! It's not the footsteps of one person, it's the footsteps of a group of people!

He looked up in surprise with the last of his strength, and then he saw a line running forward in a neat line.

He saw the group running towards him!

He didn't have time to express his surprise, and the next second, he felt like he was being caught, and landed heavily on a warm and broad back.

It's a brontosaurus! The person carrying him on his back at the moment was a thunder dragon.

Kamla closed her eyes, warm liquid sliding down the corners of his eyes.

Finally someone ran towards him......

That's what it feels like to be abandoned.

It's not a good feeling, really, it's not .......