Delta: I have a 1-Haf Coin instant kill system!

The next morning, Zhang Zhao was still dreaming.

In his dream, he stood atop the Tower of Babel, with Reis's dark face beneath his feet!

"Ring ring ring—"

The alarm suddenly went off, and Zhang Zhao jerked his eyes open, his heart pounding.

"Holy crap..."

He cursed under his breath and sat up.

The sky outside the window was still dark, but footsteps could already be heard in the corridor.

"Get up, get up, get up!"

It was the sound of a Gu, coming through the wall, full of energy!

"Five minutes! Meet downstairs! Anyone late will have to do an extra 10 kilometers!"

Zhang Zhao threw off the covers, put on his combat uniform, and rushed out the door.

The corridor was in complete chaos.

Twelve prospective agents poured out of their respective rooms; some were tying their shoelaces, some were putting on their coats, and some had half a cookie in their mouths.

Uluru rushed out from next door and nearly knocked Zhang Zhao flying.

"Sorry, sorry—"

He grabbed Zhang Zhao's shoulder, still chewing something.

"What do you want to eat?" Zhang Zhao asked.

"Leftovers from yesterday~"

Uluru swallowed and grinned.

"I secretly hid two steamed buns last night and ate them this morning, otherwise I would have been starving."

Zhang Zhao glanced at him but didn't say anything.

The group rushed into the stairwell, their footsteps echoing through the corridor and making the walls vibrate.

Downstairs, the training ground.

Deep Blue stood at the front with his arms crossed, followed by Gu, Horrible Claw, and Bee Doctor.

The four instructors stood in a row, each with a different expression.

The twelve prospective operators stood in two rows on the training ground.

Deep Blue began by looking at the first person, scanning them one by one as he spoke.

"Today, it's cross-country running with weights!"

"The rules are simple—"

He paused for a moment and tilted his head to the side.

Gu dragged a large metal box out from behind him and kicked it in front of everyone with a "bang".

The lid popped open, revealing rows of weighted vests neatly stacked inside.

"One piece for each person, wear it according to your size!"

Gu squatted down, picked up one item at random, and weighed it in his hand.

"The weight is the same as your own weight!"

The training ground was quiet for a moment, then erupted into chaos.

"What? Same weight as me?"

"I weigh 75 kilograms, carrying 75 kilograms while running? Isn't that suicidal?"

"I only carried 20 kilograms during the morning's weighted cross-country run..."

Gu stood up and glanced at the prospective operator who had spoken.

The man immediately shut his mouth.

"I know what you're thinking—"

Gu's voice was calm, as if stating a fact.

"It's too heavy, I can't run in it, it's unnecessary."

She paused for a moment, her gaze sweeping over everyone.

"But I'm telling you—this isn't training, this is survival."

"What you will be facing in the future is not a shooting range or a training ground, but a real battlefield."

"On the battlefield, your teammates may be injured or incapacitated."

"Whether you can pull him back from the front lines depends on whether you slacked off during today's training."

After she finished speaking, she took a step back and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Now, put them on according to the numbers!"

The twelve people started moving at the same time.

Zhang Zhao walked to the metal box, squatted down, and picked up a weighted vest.

The vest was black with many small pockets on the surface, filled with lead weights.

He weighed it in his hands—it was about the same weight as himself.

Zhang Zhao took a deep breath, put on the vest, and fastened the buckle.

In an instant, I felt a pressure on my shoulders and hips.

The 78-kilogram weight on my shoulders felt like a small mountain.

He stretched his shoulders and tried to take a couple of steps.

My feet felt unsteady, my center of gravity was unstable, and with each step I could feel the lead weights swaying in my back.

"Wearing this, you run like a tortoise..."

Uluru muttered something from the side.

He was strong, weighing over 100 kilograms, plus carrying over 100 kilograms of weight, making him look like a wall when he stood there.

Red Wolf fastened the last buckle and jumped twice on the spot.

"Not bad~"

He calmly said something, but his right leg couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Red Wolf's legs were severely injured.

Although I've recovered quite a bit now, the impact of weighted cross-country running on the knees is no joke.

Wei Long fastened his vest and stood in the queue with a blank expression.

He weighed 74 kilograms and was carrying 74 kilograms of weight, totaling nearly 150 kilograms!

But he stood there, back straight, breathing steadily, as if he couldn't feel the weight.

Luna was the last one to get dressed.

She was the lightest of all, but her expression was the most solemn!

"Set off!"

At Gu's command, the twelve people began to move.

The route is simple—run a lap around the GTI base, about five kilometers!

The first half of the route is paved, the second half is gravel, and the last 500 meters are uphill.

"Run! Run! Don't just stroll around!"

"Are you carrying loads? They're your teammates' lives! The faster you run, the greater the chance of your teammates surviving!"

The four instructors were training alongside them, each carrying their own weight.

Especially deep blue!

The guy wasn't wearing a tactical vest; instead, he was carrying his riot shield in one hand.

The shield itself weighs over 100 kilograms, and with Deep Blue's own weight of 125 kilograms, the total load is close to 230 kilograms.

But he carried that shield like it was nothing!

Relink's brain-computer interface subconsciously scanned the area—

[Target: Deep Blue (Alexei Petrov)]

【Height: 198cm】

[Weight: 125kg]

Strength: 12.8 (↑1.5)

Agility: 9.4 (↑1.2)

Endurance: 11.3 (↑1.2)

【Spirit: 1.6】

Zhang Zhao was stunned for a moment.

In just one night, all of the other party's attributes except for spirit increased by more than 1 point.

How is that possible?

His gaze then shifted to the other three instructors.

[Target: Gu (Zoya Ponchenkova)]

Strength: 10.2 (↑1.1)

Agility: 10.4 (↑0.9)

Endurance: 12.1 (↑1.1)

【Spirit: 8.2】

[Target: Hacker Claw (Mai Xiaowen)]

Strength: 10.0 (↑1.0)

Agility: 10.7 (↑0.9)

Endurance: 10.2 (↑0.9)

【Spirit: 10.1】

[Target: Bee Doctor (Roy Smee)]

Strength: 8.9 (↑0.7)

Agility: 8.7 (↑0.5)

Endurance: 9.3 (↑0.6)

[Spirit: 9.2 (↑0.3)]

Everyone's stock went up!

A thought popped into Zhang Zhao's mind—could it be that they also received acupuncture last night?

But he rejected the idea as soon as it popped into his head!

That leaves only one explanation—

These guys probably did extra practice last night!

Such progress in just one night must be more than just extra practice...

Zhang Zhao recalled seeing Red Wolf and Uluru practicing late into the night at the training ground from the window last night.

Deep Blue and the others... probably haven't been idle either.

"What are you looking at? Run!"