Please, graduates, slay the demon!

"We can't compare to people like that. His mother is an official in the government of City Seven, and his father is the executive officer of Tiandi Pharmaceuticals in City Seven. You know Tiandi Pharmaceuticals, right? It's the largest pill company in City Zero."

"We lost to them at the starting line. The strength of their meridians, blood and qi, and the tempering of their muscles and bones were all built with real money."

Li Jiatong continued to add:

"If it weren't for last year's strongest recruit taking action, Yang Ji would have really turned the entire recruit camp upside down."

"Last year's strongest recruit? You mean Shen Nanfeng?" Chen Yang answered subconsciously.

"I didn't expect you to know about Shen Nanfeng even in a place like the mess hall where information is scarce..." Li Jiatong's eyes started to sparkle as he spoke. "The strongest recruit in the last ten years, and a female soldier at that, and she's beautiful too."

"How did Yang Ji's fight with Shen Nanfeng go?" Chen Yang interrupted Li Jiatong's reverie.

When Li Jiatong talked about this, it was as if he were sharing some gossip, and he seemed very happy:

"In one move, Shen Nanfeng took down Yang Ji."

"Oh." Chen Yang nodded, expressionless. "So, being taken down by Shen Nanfeng in one move doesn't mean you're that great."

Chen Yang had barely finished speaking when Li Jiatong covered his mouth.

"Shut up, you son of a bitch!"

Li Jiatong looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to him before whispering in Chen Yang's ear:

"This Yang Ji has crushed all the new recruits and trampled over the vast majority of second-rank veterans. The fact that he forced Shen Nanfeng to take action shows how formidable he is. Do you understand what that means?!"

"I understand, I understand."

Shen Nanfeng is a junior veteran who has mastered a certain military region-specific breathing technique. He is very strong, and his martial arts cultivation has definitely improved in the past half month.

Chen Yang pondered in his heart what level this person named Yang Ji was.

Basic training night was approaching, and he wasn't the type to let his guard down.

"Chen Yang, you absolutely must not participate in the recruit night."

Li Jiatong pointed to the people holding up signs in front of him and said:

"Normally, recruits should form teams freely on the first night of training. Since they have only been in the military camp for a little over a month, they are not very familiar with each other, and the skill levels of the teams will vary. If they team up with stronger martial artists, the weaker ones might also be able to benefit."

Chen Yang picked up where Li Jiatong left off:

"But now every recruit has their own ranking. When recruits form teams, they will be paired up according to their ranking. As a result, the strong will be paired with the strong, and the weak can only be paired with the weak. The disparity in strength will become greater, and the upper limit of the recruits' teams will be higher."

After saying this, Chen Yang immediately realized that the criminal camp was really poorly informed.

The selection of the strongest recruits should take place in the next few days, and the scene in the entire military region should be very lively. However, Chen Yang knows nothing about it. This is strategic intelligence, and he needs to find someone to pay more attention to the news in the military region in the future.

"Yes! That's exactly the point!" Li Jiatong said with a hint of melancholy. "This is actually the legion commander's idea. He agreed to let the top ten recruits put up banners to recruit, so that the strong can be matched with each other and compete against each other. This will stimulate the martial arts talents of the strong, and at the same time, allocating resources to the strong will maximize the benefits."

Chen Yang was chatting casually with Li Jiatong when he suddenly heard a clapping sound:

"Hey everyone, quiet down, let me say something."

Among the crowd, the one with the loudest voice was none other than Yang Ji, this year's strongest recruit.

"I have two things to say. First, is there anyone here who wants to team up with me for the recruit night? All profits will be split 30/70, with me taking 70% and the rest of you taking 30%."

Yang Ji turned around and looked at the other nine top ten recruits who also had GG cards in their hands.

Upon hearing this, the ninth recruit, Zhang Wei, who had a high ponytail, was visibly displeased.

"Yang Ji, everyone is working together in the recruit night, so your way of distributing the spoils is clearly unreasonable."

Yang Ji glanced at Zhang Wei, his eyes completely devoid of the nonchalant look from before. He completely ignored Zhang Wei, who was in ninth place.

"First of all, I'm asking the top five, not you who's at the bottom. Secondly, everyone, I want you to understand one thing: you can only take the supplies if you win, but if you want to win, following me is obviously the best chance of winning."

Seeing that the top five remained silent, Yang Ji turned around again to look at the crowd behind him:

"The recruitment is also open to everyone here. I have forty spots available. The top fifty on the new recruit leaderboard are all welcome to sign up and team up with me. In addition, for the two weeks leading up to New Recruit Night, everyone who teams up with me will receive three Qi and Blood Pills every day. I'm not short of money."

These words caused an uproar in the room.

Yang Ji is the strongest. His father is Tiandi Pharmaceutical's agent in City No. 7. Whether in terms of martial arts skills or family background, he is the best choice for a teammate.

Just as some people were about to step out of the line to register, Zhang Wei, who had been ignored, suddenly shouted:

"Listen up, everyone. The rule of recruit night is to steal supplies, not to see who is the best. Reasonable tactical planning and excellent teamwork are the keys to victory."

Zhang Wei knew very well that if Yang Ji's forty men were exactly the top forty on the new recruit ranking, then the remaining nine of them really had little chance of winning.

Beside them, Wang Jiacheng, who was ninth on the new recruit ranking list, immediately echoed Zhang Wei's words:

"Yes, all our loot and supplies are distributed evenly. For teammates who perform exceptionally well, we give them 30% of the loot as a bonus. It's absolutely fair and just."

Zhang Wei and Wang Jiacheng came from the same high school in City Six.

Just as the crowd began to stir, Yang Ji's loud voice interrupted everyone again:

"Gentlemen! There's something I'd like to share with you all first. Comrade Zhang Wei is right; the recruit night isn't a martial arts competition. It requires not only strength but also tactical coordination, but all of this is based on the premise that the strengths are roughly equal..."

Zhang Wei bit her lip and retorted:

"Yang Ji, I fought you for ten minutes, and I only lost to you in the last minute because my spiritual energy was depleted. We weren't that different in skill, and many of you here saw that."

"Oh." Yang Ji scratched his ear. "You're talking about what happened three days ago. Sorry, I'm talking about what happened today. Three days ago, I was still at the peak of the first rank, but this morning, I reached the second rank."

"How is that possible!"

Wang Jiacheng scolded:

"When we first joined the army, we were only at the mid-stage of the first rank. A few days ago, you reached the peak of the second rank. Even the fastest skull tempering takes a month. How could you possibly complete the skull tempering advancement in just a few days!"