While Lin Ze was feeling his physical state, the small smoky characters on the wall had been covered with new words:

If the player 'Crow' is detected to have special permissions, according to the rules of the game, you can choose one of the following three options as a game benefit:

1. Sword skill level +1 (if there is no corresponding skill, it will be changed to mastering 'Sword Lv1')

2,000,000 credits (Blackstone Settlement only)

3. Randomly select a knife casting recipe (intermediate or advanced)

The choice of benefits had already appeared once in the "Strong Exercise Diary", Lin Ze was not too surprised to see this, and after thinking for a few seconds, he quickly made a decision.

"Pick the third one!"

The book "Dark Age" has undoubtedly shown the importance of the swordsmith in this world, and the latter must also be the main power system of this game, so there is probably nothing wrong with choosing the knife casting formula.

Moreover, in the previous character identity exchange, the identities of the two characters were related to the knife casting formula, which also illustrates this from the side.

As for knife skills, Lin Ze believes that it should not be difficult to learn in the game, just like basic fighting.

As he made his choice, a strange message suddenly appeared in his mind.

'Red Lotus (Steel 36%, Fire 33%, High Temperature 12%, Light 18%, Divine 1%), Superior Formula'

"Superior...... Luck wasn't bad. Lin Ze raised his eyebrows, and then couldn't help but show a puzzled look, "But what does this recipe mean?"

After recalling it slightly, and finding that the content of the formula seemed to be imprinted in his mind, and after not forgetting it, Lin Ze temporarily put aside the idea of exploration and turned around and left the room.

He hadn't forgotten the 'assembly' that the young man who had woken him up had just gotten him up.

Although there was a delay, most of them are already late by now.

The room where Lin Ze lives is on the second floor, the whole floor should be a dormitory building, and there are a lot of clothes hanging in the corridor.

On the way downstairs, he saw a few boys with anxious faces in a hurry, and his heart moved, so he ran out of the dormitory building after them and ran wildly to the playground not far away.

It is said that it is a playground, but in fact, it is a bluestone clearing, and a runway is paved with sand and soil around it, and on the playground that is not spacious, at this time, there are already more than forty young men and women standing in line, and when they see Lin Ze and several people running, they all show gloating eyes.

The young man who asked Lin Ze to get up was in the crowd, looking at him and shaking his head and sighing.

"Very good, I am not small, I dare to be late for class, everyone goes to run 50 laps, if you can't complete it in an hour, you don't have to eat lunch!"

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man standing in front of the queue, his face was full of vicissitudes, full of wind and frost, and a centipede-like hideous scar on it passed through most of his face, combined with his cold and indifferent gaze, which was extremely oppressive and intimidating.

Lin Ze heard Instructor Liu's three words from the low complaint of the boy next to him.

"What are you doing in a daze, do you want me to invite you there?"

Under the cold gaze of Instructor Liu, several late boys came to the runway with bitter faces, took steps and started running.

Although the playground is not big, the runway is at least 300 meters in one lap, and it is more than 15 kilometers in 50 laps, which is almost impossible for ordinary people to complete in one hour.

Out of the idea of inquiry, Lin Ze did not use all his strength at the beginning, but mixed in with a few boys, while running, and generally secretly observed them, as well as the young men and women on the playground.

After a few moments, he came to a conclusion.

The physical fitness of these young men and women is very ordinary, almost no different from ordinary people.

"It's probably because of the type of game!"

"Just like the strength system of the "Strong Man's Training Diary" is biased towards physique, fighting and qi, the power system of this world is mostly focused on knife weapons, and it is very ordinary in terms of physical fitness. ”

The physical fitness is almost the same as that of ordinary people, and it is basically impossible to run 15 kilometers in 1 hour, and Instructor Liu's move is purely to punish the boys who are late, and he didn't plan to let them have lunch at all.

It's a pity that Lin Ze is not in this case.

When it comes to running, everyone present is probably not as experienced as him, not to mention that he also has a physical fitness of 21 points.

After getting the information he wanted, Lin Ze no longer stayed hard, let go of his strength and ran wildly, leaving the rest of the boys far behind in an instant, and several boys had already been overtaken by him again before they had finished a lap.

The young men and women in the center of the playground had already started training, and they all pulled out the blades on their waists to practice the basic movements of swordsmanship, but occasionally they couldn't help but look at the few people who were punished for running, and saw that Lin Ze was running recklessly at the beginning, and couldn't help but show a little ridicule.

Guys who don't know how to allocate physical strength, even if they run fast at the beginning, they will be caught up by latecomers because of their weakness in the future, similar experience is already common sense in the training camp, and this guy doesn't understand it yet.

Many people have a look of watching a good show on their faces.

However, half an hour later, their eyes widened, and they looked straight at Lin Ze, who was still running at a uniform speed, and he overtook the other boys one after another, and there was no sign of exhaustion at all.

"What a daze, do you want to run along!?"

Instructor Liu's cold voice drew everyone's attention back, and they hurriedly waved the blade in their hands, not daring to be distracted anymore.

In less than an hour, Lin Ze had already completed 50 laps, except for sweating profusely and breathing a little fast, he couldn't see the slightest adverse reaction, and a discerning person knew that he didn't do his best.

1 hour and 15 km, not doing his best, is this guy a monster?

Everyone was shocked and shouted frantically in their hearts.

Instructor Liu glanced at Lin Ze deeply, and said coldly: "Rank up, practice wielding a knife!"

"Yes. ”

Back in the queue, as soon as Lin Ze pulled out the white knife, the young man who woke him up approached and said in a low voice of surprise: "When did your physical strength become so good?

"I run a lot. Lin Ze replied casually.

"Cut!" The young man obviously didn't believe it, and before he could speak, he caught a glimpse of Instructor Liu's gaze out of the corner of his eye, and hurriedly gathered his distracting thoughts and concentrated on practicing.

Lin Ze was able to clean up, observing the nearby crowd while imitating their movements, wielding a knife to practice basic movements such as chopping, teasing, slashing, and stabbing.

It is worth mentioning that he noticed that everyone, including himself, used the same style of knives, and thought that the white knife should be the standard knife here.

The morning was spent in the boring and monotonous practice of swinging knives, and after class at noon, someone brought a box of toothpaste-like things and gave each person a tube.

From the surrounding discussions, Lin Ze learned that this was a food called nutritional paste, which was the standard for their three meals a day, and it was said to be nutritious and full.

It's just that the taste is indescribable, Lin Ze took a bite, and his brows furrowed tightly.

He was very skeptical that the so-called satiety was another way of saying it was unappetizing.

With the nutritional paste in hand, Lin Ze and Wang Quanjin, the young man who woke him up, found a shady corner and sat down, squeezing the 'toothpaste' while chatting.

Wang Quanjin is a roommate in the same dormitory as him, and he has no scheming, and Lin Ze learned a lot of information through side knocks during the chat.

One of them is the place where he is now, called the Blackstone Training Camp, which is a place dedicated to training trainee swordsmiths in the Blackstone settlement, and every year recruits talented young people from the settlement to teach swordsmithing, as well as knowledge related to knife casting and insects.

And they are the students of this batch.