Chapter 211: A Mission Worth 5000 Mission Points!

How did we get here? Just let me become an instructor?

Although the Elder Principal had mentioned it before, Liu Xiaotian completely didn't take it to heart, merely taking it as the Elder Principal's encouragement.

Although he himself knew his progress was significant, under the system's relentless blows he really didn't dare to think his current strength had already reached some level.

Progress is progress, but becoming an instructor is still a long way off, I suppose.

But the choice is now laid before him, and it's surely not fake.

What lies before him now is simply the choice of whether to go or not.

If he doesn't go, I'd guess there won't be a seat for him on the plane returning to Warrior School this time.

The reason is that simple: who would want to be a coward all their life when they can show off and stand tall?

In one, one look `no, one wrong version%!'

What does it mean to forever stay in this world?

Helpless, the only thing Liu Xiaotian could think of was to have a drink and celebrate a bit.

Before Liu Xiaotian, in a dazed state, could react, that guy followed with a change in tone and said sternly:

Although their laughter had nothing to do with Liu Xiaotian or Qin Yuxi, the expressions on those two guys' faces could be felt by anyone not so pure as to be clueless about male-female matters.

On the other end of the phone, He Zhijun, whose stern tone had left Liu Xiaotian somewhat breathless, suddenly burst out laughing: 'Haha, damn it, that's right! If my men lack even a bit of the spirit to draw their swords, then even if you kid could fly to heaven, you'd still lose face for your old man!'

That guy's tone remained as contemptuous as ever, unchanged despite Liu Xiaotian's progress: 'Yo? Long time no see, kid, your muscles have grown but your guts haven't? What would you say in your hometown dialect? Oh, right, you should be called a worthless good-for-nothing, right?'

Even to be low-key, you must first have that strength to deserve it; otherwise, it's just cowardice.

Liu Xiaotian: ……

After a brief three-second thought, Liu Xiaotian resolutely said: 'I'll do it!'

'Jiaweis' would do, but that guy, after hearing Liu Xiaotian's excited description and his hopes for the future, would only mechanically say: 'sri, I can feel your joy, congratulations!'

After hanging up He Zhijun's call, Liu Xiaotian proactively asked for a drink.

After saying that, the guy whom Liu Xiaotian hated to the core fell silent, completely ignoring his question.

Even the usually honest and simple Li Erniu, after hearing he wanted to drink, quietly said to He Chen Guang: 'Guang, do you think Xiao Tian is up to no good? I reckon he wants to get Second Lieutenant Qin drunk.'

Just thinking about it made Liu Xiaotian excited, so he agreed without hesitation.

However, since the term 'drawing the sword' exists, that TV drama probably exists too; and his quick agreement wasn't actually for the reason He Zhijun thought.

Just as He Zhijun posed that multiple-choice question, the system voice labeled 'Virtue Cloud Production,' which had been silent for a long time, suddenly sounded, truly startling Liu Xiaotian.

But that look, combined with those two guys' behavior, meant something else in Qin Yuxi's eyes: 'Kid, hurry up and explain what's going on, or next time I see Cui Fen I'll ask her myself!'

'System notification: host triggered a star-level mission; serve as instructor; mission completion reward: 5000 mission points, plus two chances to upgrade the assist pack, can be chosen autonomously.'

Indeed, he was very happy and excited, but this joy could not be shared with anyone.

'Hahaha……'

Since arriving in this world, he truly hasn't had a proper chance to watch TV, not knowing whether that TV drama exists in this world.

Not saying it's comparable to the legendary Ye Wudao, but at least it's on the level of his father Ye Hetu, right?

What if, after the system upgrades, I still have a chance to return and be my rich second-generation self? If I go back with all these abilities……

Damn it, what I need isn't this emotionless congratulations!

Perhaps the saying 'intentional planting yields no shade, unintentional planting grows a canopy' really does exist; Wang Yanbing was just joking, but he didn't expect that as soon as he spoke those words, Li Erniu's face 'popped' red all the way to the base of his neck.

As for courage, Liu Xiaotian isn't lacking, but to say he truly dares to become an instructor for the foreign soldiers who trained alongside him…… that's really not possible.

However, his behavior in the eyes of He Chen Guang, Wang Yanbing, and Li Erniu is not seen that way.

As soon as those words left his mouth, He Chen Guang and Wang Yanbing burst into laughter.

Obviously, Wang Yanbing's threat hit Li Erniu's weak spot; he hesitated, huffing and puffing for a while, then barely nodded, speaking in the tiniest voice: 'Just once… I… I just wanted to touch…'

Now Wang Yanbing was like Columbus discovering a new continent; his eyes lit up, he pressed Li Erniu's head tighter, his tone full of threat:

Even if Liu Xiaotian thought with his heel, he'd know that this is exactly the kind of urban novel protagonist often pushed in some software's friend circle—like the 'War God returns, one command and millions of Chinese special forces assemble'—a real-deal main character! By then, he wouldn't just do whatever he wanted?

The most important point is what it says in that final line.

Besides, I need to remind you: in this level-one script world, you've already wasted nearly half a year; if another half year passes and you still can't upgrade the system to Level 2, then you'll be stuck here forever!

Liu Xiaotian had no ulterior motives, so it was somewhat better, but he still gave them a fierce stare, meaning they should restrain themselves and not let Qin Yuxi misunderstand.

His voice was low; Liu Xiaotian and Qin Yuxi sitting opposite couldn't hear it, but Wang Yanbing beside him heard it clearly, immediately flashing a bad smile, he grabbed Li Erniu's neck and asked: 'You can see that? Hurry up and explain—did you use this trick on Cui Fen?'

Liu Xiaotian certainly had questions to ask.

The next second, her small hand rested on Liu Xiaotian's thigh under the table; just as he was about to get excited, he felt a sudden sharp pain in his thigh.

That pain, though much less than a heavy punch, was nevertheless completely different.

An indescribable sourness made Liu Xiaotian involuntarily suck in a breath of cold air: 'Hiss……'

By this point, he had realized Qin Yuxi must have misunderstood.

(End of chapter)