C270 You dare to Call Our New Apprentice Class a Piece of Trash?
C270 You dare to Call Our New Apprentice Class a Piece of Trash?
He could not be blamed for being surprised. The staple foods, steamed buns, and rice were all not great. Ordinary adults would have to eat three or four steamed buns in a single meal. Xu Mang was already fat and had a big appetite. However, he only had thirteen tickets, so he didn't even have enough to eat steamed buns at once.
"Don't worry, Xu Mang. I'll give you a few more if you don't have enough tickets." The muscular man said, "Just open your mouth and eat — steamed buns."
"It's fine if you can eat your fill of steamed buns." Xu Mang no longer had the anticipation that he had when he first entered the restaurant.
By the time the five of them had finished their meal and returned to the military tent, it was already half past twelve.
The beds of Zhang Wennan, Chen Bai, and the others were already empty.
Shen Lang looked at Tu Dou and saw his relieved expression.
Just now, Tu Dou purposely ate very slowly. He also dragged his feet when he returned. It seemed like he wanted to buy time for those people to pack up. After all, it was a disgraceful thing to be punished for being opportunistic, and meeting each other would only make them more embarrassed. Tu Dou was using his own way to save some dignity for those people.
"Come back tonight. Everyone, please change your bed. They're not coming back anyway, so let's take those five beds apart and stack them up. They're still spacious inside. " Zhao Dacheng suggested.
"Sure, I'll contribute this window as well." The muscular man was the first to respond.
Tu Dou and Xu Mang did not have any objections, and Shen Lang also nodded his head.
Afternoon, at the east gate of the training grounds.
When Shen Lang and co. arrived, more than half of them had already arrived.
Before this, when the classes were split, they were basically split into fifteen people in each class. There were more than fifty people in all due to New-advanced Class, but they were all divided into four groups and were trained by four instructors.
Class 533 was the last class, with only ten people at the end. Now, another five had left.
Although a few people from the other classes had also left, their Class 533 was not as bleak as this.
"Isn't this the famous garbage class? Half of the people in the class cheated, but that was the record that was set for our camp."
"What? This is called removing dregs. Those that cheated are all dregs. Isn't the rest of this … the essence of trash? Haha …"
When Shen Lang and the rest arrived, they heard some weird voices.
"Where did this mad dog come from? Why is he so dispirited and dispirited, could it be that he hasn't eaten his fill?" The muscular man immediately fought back. "The pork chops in the cafeteria are really delicious. I can eat quite a few pieces in a single meal. Anyway, I have a lot of tickets, so no matter how I eat, I won't be able to finish them all."
The muscular man cleverly took advantage of the fact that he had more than 20 tickets. Most people only had a dozen or so tickets. Aside from Shen Lang, only less than ten people had more tickets than him.
Sure enough, after these words were said, the people who were mocking them just now obediently shut their mouths.
"Also, you only have your limbs and brain, you just rely on your silly energy to survive. What difference is there between you and those useless None Source?" "" A skinny boy said in an insipid tone. " If I were to say that occupying the military accounts is a waste of resources, you would all have to live in garbage cans, eat some trash when you're hungry, and even save on your meal vouchers. "
As he spoke, the skinny guy glanced at Shen Lang from time to time. He knew Shen Lang was good at fighting, but that didn't mean that Shen Lang could run fast.
Once Shen Lang started to fight, he would run like a scammer. He had confidence in his running ability.
"Aiyo, where did this monkey come from? Are you asking for a beating?" The muscular man glanced at the thin youngster's badge. His General Rank was at the third level and was only one level higher than himself. If they really fought, he wouldn't lose out either. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to go over and fight.
"Silly big guy, you catch up to me first and then we'll talk." The skinny young man gave the muscular man a middle finger, jumped up from the ground, and ran away. In the end, with a "peng" sound, he bumped into someone.
The person who was hit did not move at all, but the skinny man did not stop and sat down on the ground.
"Which bastard didn't grow up …?" the thin man scolded. When he saw who had been hit, he immediately shut his mouth.
He was a tall and muscular fatty, and the badge on his chest showed the strength he possessed at the seventh level of the General Rank.
Who else could it be other than Que De?
Beside Que De, there were three other young people who were travelling together with him. One of them, Shen Lang, was already acquainted with him, Dong Ping.
"Kid, what did you just say? People who earn a lot of food vouchers are simply trash with developed limbs and a simple-minded mind? " Que De took a step forward, grabbed hold of the thin person's collar, and lifted him up, "Speaking like this, you clearly do not place our New-advanced Class in your eyes, which has earned tens or even hundreds of tickets. Do you dare to call us trash?"
"Big … Big brother, I … I … I don't dare, I really don't dare. I didn't … I didn't mean that … Don't, don't misunderstand …" The skinny young man struggled in midair like a toad being lifted up.
"I heard it, but you're still denying it now? Weren't you being arrogant just now?" Que De immediately put a big hat on the little skinny guy, pulling everyone from New-advanced Class inside, which scared the little skinny guy quite a bit.
"Que De, the instructor is here." Dong Ping patted Que De's shoulder.
"Hmph, consider yourself lucky." Que De shook the skinny guy a few more times and then threw him to the ground. The skinny guy was dazzled by the impact. Que De clapped his hands and made a face at Shen Lang before walking away.
From the beginning to the end, no one in the skinny boy's class dared to step forward. Even after Que De left, no one dared to go over and help him up. The people with the highest Source Power Level in their class were only at the fourth level of General Rank, so how would they dare to offend someone with a New-advanced Class?
Hearing that the instructor had arrived, everyone obediently stood there.
The instructor of Class 533, Liu Piaopiao, still did not come.
Shen Lang glanced around and found that other than his class, the class with the least number of people was the class that Skinny Man belonged to. There were only eight people.
The current training was very different from morning exercises. There were many projects in the training field that didn't require an instructor, so they had to figure it out on their own. Therefore, it was very likely that they were in Skinny's class.
While there were still no instructors coming over, Shen Lang called Tu Dou and the others over and said, "Is everyone still making the decision that we made together last night?"
"Of course we do. We need to take off this trash class' hat. We don't want to be trash in their eyes." Tu Dou said.
"What about you?" Shen Lang asked the other three.
"I remember!" The three of them nodded vigorously, their eyes full of ferocity.