You put me in charge of the prison and turned all the female prisoners into female military goddesse

"Hurry up, even the old lady can run faster than you."

"If you can't keep going, quit. Just like those others who are there to serve us."

"You're all lazybones. If you don't run faster, everyone will get an extra ten laps."

In addition to verbal provocation, actions must also be taken.

He took out some wild fruit that he had picked while hunting monkeys.

click-

"Mmm!" He closed his eyes in ecstasy, "Sweet and juicy, so thirst-quenching!~"

Click, click—

In no time at all, a mountain fruit was gone.

Still wanting more, Lu Jing picked up another one.

He deliberately amplified the sounds of chewing and sucking juice in order to 'seduce' the female prisoners.

This trick really worked.

The female prisoners watched Lu Jing devour his food, their mouths watering with envy.

They were so thirsty that they wanted to rush over, snatch the mountain fruit, and stuff it into their mouths.

But they dared not, they only dared to watch from afar, muttering under their breath, "Lord Lu really has no mercy at all."

I ran for another fifteen minutes.

The female prisoners were nearing their physical limits, and the stones in each of their arms were soaking wet.

The sweat kept dripping down, causing this.

His legs felt like the bones had been pulled out, limp and unsupported, making him stagger as he ran.

puff-

A muffled thud suddenly came from the back of the group.

Someone fell down.

Lu Jing, biting into a mountain fruit, turned his head and looked over, only to see the wood ginger pear fall to the ground.

She clenched her teeth, braced herself with her hands on the ground, and struggled to stand up.

puff-

I was so exhausted that I couldn't stand up at all. After a few attempts, I fell heavily to the ground.

"No, I can't take it anymore."

Lying on her back, gazing at the sky, Mu Jiangliduo gasped for breath, her hands swaying as she said, "No, I can't go on anymore, I can't run at all."

Can't run anymore, huh?

Lu Jing suddenly spat out the fruit pit from his mouth and shouted at the wood ginger pear on the ground, "Get up!"

"I really can't go on." Mu Jiangli slowly closed her eyes, looking like she was about to collapse from exhaustion.

Whoosh! Bang!

A stone pellet struck the ground on her side, sending dirt and debris flying.

"Oh my god!"

The wood ginger pear, which originally had the shape of "一", suddenly jumped up to form the shape of "I".

Whoosh!

Another stone ball came flying in.

This time, the blow landed on the ground between Mu Jiangli's legs.

"Lord Lu, I can run! I can run!"

With that, Mu Jiangli took long strides and caught up with the female prisoner in front of her like lightning.

Dengdengdengdeng-

His feet kicked up a cloud of dust.

Like a rabbit hiding from a hunter.

The other female prisoners swallowed hard, looking at Lu Jing with a slingshot in his hand in a panic. Their steps became increasingly unsteady, and their pace slowed down.

"Run!"

Lu Jing brandished his slingshot: "Those who run slow, the slingshot will do the trick!"

what--!

The female prisoners screamed and sped up, afraid of falling behind and getting hit by a stone ball.

Heh, you think I can't handle you?

Smiling, Lu Jing sat down and brought out more mountain fruits, continuing to enjoy them heartily.

Another half hour passed.

Very few people are still running.

In ancient times, women rarely left their homes and stayed at home doing chores.

It's even more reasonable that these pampered daughters of officials are incapable of carrying anything heavy.

Lu Jing is already quite satisfied that he has managed to persevere this far.

However, he still kept a straight face, and once he smiled at them, they would become arrogant and ignorant.

They ran for a while longer.

All the female prisoners collapsed.

Some vomited violently.

Some breaths are very weak, only inhaling and not exhaling.

Some of them foamed at the mouth, and their tongues drooped out.

Those who persevered in the end were: Ye Qingqing, Liu Zhezhi, Wen Lanxiang, and Ji Tangtang.

Lu Jing was not surprised by the first two, Ye Qingqing and Liu Zhezhi.

To his astonishment, Wen Lanxiang and Ji Tangtang actually persevered.

Both of them had thin arms and legs, and neither of them looked like they were "physically fit".

Indeed, appearances can be deceiving.

*Clap clap clap clap clap*

Lu Jing clapped.

The women struggled to their feet and looked at Lu Jing, wondering what his applause meant.

"Not bad, not bad."

Lu Jing lowered his hand and smiled: "Even though you were so tired you collapsed, you didn't give up and stop running. That's good."

Ah ha, Lord Lu praised us, saying we were quite good!

Before the women could even feel smug, Lu Jing abruptly changed the subject.

"Unfortunately, too few people completed the requirements and persevered to the end, so..."

Looking around at everyone, Lu Jing spoke slowly and deliberately.

call--

The square was silent.

The only response Lu Jing received was the sound of the wind.

The female prisoner, sprawled on the ground, stared up at Lu Jing in disbelief.

First you killed the monkey, then you ran until you were exhausted, and now you're telling us, who are starving, that your stomach is practically touching your back.

No dinner?!

Even though Lu Jing had saved their lives, Lord Lu, the female prisoners still wanted to curse.

But at this moment, most of them no longer have the strength to open their mouths and curse.

"Lord Lu!"

A pale arm rose from the crowd, and then Ji Tangtang stood up unsteadily, questioning:

"I finished my run, so why didn't you give me dinner?"

Lu Jing smiled and said the harshest words: "Because you are comrades-in-arms, we share the same glory and the same loss."

"If we fail to complete the task, the whole group will be punished, understand?"

"not understand!"

In a fit of temper, Ji Tangtang ended up arguing with Lu Jing.

"You said it was done well, and I did it, but then you called me a comrade-in-arms. How can you keep spouting nonsense?"

"I want to eat dinner!"

Shaking off the hand of the female prisoner who was trying to mediate, Ji Tangtang angrily asked Lu Jing, "Why won't I get to eat?!"

Faced with the questioning, Lu Jing remained calm and composed, neither flustered nor annoyed.

Troublemakers like Ji Tangtang were all too common in the special forces in my previous life.

You could even say that everyone who gets into the special forces is a troublemaker.

The troublemakers who disagree and question the instructors are a common occurrence when Lu Jing trains every batch of new recruits.

Seeing Ji Tangtang's sullen face, Lu Jing felt as if she had returned to the past.

Dengdengdeng.

Lu Jing stepped forward and walked up to Ji Tangtang.

The moment their eyes met, Ji Tangtang instinctively looked away.

But then she thought that would make her seem weak, so she looked up again, stared back at Lu Jing, and said it again.

"Lord Lu, I want to eat."

bang——

Without a word, Lu Jing quickly stretched out his leg, hooked Ji Tangtang's right ankle, and pulled him backward.

"Why?!"

Losing his balance, Ji Tangtang immediately fell on his backside.

Lu Jing sneered, thinking to herself that this was a move from the Eighteen Hand Fighting Techniques of the Longjiang Corps in her previous life, more than enough to throw male soldiers, let alone a skinny little girl like you.

"you!"

Ji Tangtang, sitting on the ground, pointed at Lu Jing, while the other female prisoners nearby were dumbfounded and dared not step forward to break up the fight.

Click.

Lu Jing made another move, this time pinching Ji Tangtang's outstretched index finger and forcefully bending it upwards.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh—it hurts! It hurts!" Ji Tangtang screamed in agony.