Chapter 305: Feigning Spirits, Scare Him to Death!

I now have a strange feeling, as if I've mistakenly walked onto the set of a zombie movie...

You said that, if ancestors are buried upright, descendants will surely prosper?

Exactly, exactly, this environment—doesn't it resemble before Ren Lao Ye's corpse changes, when they dug up the coffin and moved the burial?

Enough, enough, I'm getting goosebumps!

Look at your cowardly look, what's there to be afraid of?

Yeah, with so many of us, if we really encounter a female ghost, who knows who'd lose out?

That's also true, hehe~

The sky was black as a smoked pot bottom, with no moon and no stars.

On Thus Place entry: LuanZangGang, yin winds blew in gusts, occasionally bringing the rustling sound of swaying plants.

Especially that tattered white sail, as pale as the new recruits' faces.

Although he had an entire company of people, they were still forcibly split into squads and distributed to different positions all around.

Gao Feng this time didn't hide anything, directly telling everyone that the ultimate goal of this training was to forge the soldiers' courage.

And he told them that if, after the next company, they wanted to become squad leaders or join the training team, they'd have to overcome their psychological fear even more.

Because the training team has a drill where, in the middle of the night, they take the soldiers to the graveyard to copy tombstones.

So what they're experiencing now is merely a simplified version of the 'courage training'.

Let's stop chatting, go to sleep; we still have to keep marching tomorrow.

Hmm...

I can't sleep, what should I do? My heart keeps fluttering; I always feel like something is lurking in the dark watching us.

Ah? I thought only I had this feeling, but it turns out you do too.

I suddenly feel nervous and need to pee; can you guys come with me?

I'm not going.

I'm not going either.

Squad Leader, Squad Leader...

QiDelong shoved Cheng Jun, but all he got in return was a string of snoring sounds.

Helpless, he could only muster his courage, sit up, and walk to the side to urinate.

Although he was tall and big, looking burly, his inner self was far from as strong as his appearance.

He unbuttoned his pants, looked around, and QiDelong's heart pounded like a drum; everything in the night became terribly frightening.

The horror movies and thriller scenes he'd seen as a child kept flashing in his mind.

It made him feel as if, any second, several Qing dynasty zombies would jump out of the graveyard.

Because of excessive tension, he held it in for a while but still couldn't urinate.

Shh...

Just then, someone walked over beside him and also unbuttoned his pants to urinate.

From the back, it looked like LiMin; QiDelong's anxious heart eased, and he finally managed to urinate.

Wait for me.

After the person beside him finished urinating, QiDelong quickly shook himself, zipped up, and caught up: 'Brother Li, you're still the nice one; they all refuse to keep me company.'

Brother Li didn't respond, just nodded, and followed him back to the Fourth Class's resting spot to lie down.

After QiDelong finished urinating, his mood relaxed a lot, and he felt like there wasn't really anything to fear.

Just as he was about to lie down, a sound came from beside him.

"How come taking a pee took you so long?"

"Brother Li, what are you saying? Didn't you go with me?"

"I went with you?"

LiMin slowly opened her eyes and stared at QiDelong across from her.

"I've been lying here the whole time; I didn't go anywhere."

"What?"

QiDelong belatedly realized what was happening, and a chill instantly spread over his whole body.

He and LiMin suddenly sat up from the ground, pointing at the dark silhouette lying there, and began to count.

「1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9...... 」

"10??"

"Our class clearly only has nine people; where did the tenth come from?"

"A ghost!!"

QiDelong was so frightened he jumped straight up from the ground and shouted.

The others in the class were instantly startled awake, all scrambling up from the ground.

Cheng Jun was also startled awake, hurriedly turned on his flashlight, and asked what was happening.

After learning the situation, he too was startled, unaware that such a segment existed in the evaluation.

The three-day, two-night assessment didn't always involve Lu Yang; more often it was just their own internal routine checks.

After all, they're just a bunch of new recruits; the difficulty is too high, easily causing them immense psychological pressure.

After he finished counting heads, he realized that his class, which originally had only nine people including himself, had now become ten, almost scaring his soul out of him.

After seeing the extra person's appearance, Cheng Jun angrily went up and kicked him.

"Which damn class are you from, and where did you come from?"

"Ah, this, this isn't Seventh Class, is it?"

Damn it, you slept stupid? This damn is Fourth Class—get lost back to your Seventh Class!

Oh oh oh, sorry, sorry, I went the wrong way......

The new recruit who took the wrong class ran off in a flash.

Although it was just a mix‑up, it still scared everyone badly.

After that commotion, everyone, including Cheng Jun, couldn't sleep.

The recruits' first guts‑training already came with huge psychological pressure, and now the pressure is even greater.

Can you still sleep?

I can't sleep.

Then let's go to the side and do a few sets of physical training.

Cheng Jun pulled everyone to an open space nearby and started the physical training.

The usual routine: one hundred squats, one hundred push‑ups, one hundred sit‑ups.

On one hand it diverts attention; on the other, it wears everyone out so they can fall asleep.

Afterward, everyone was panting from exhaustion, and Cheng Jun quickly assembled the group.

Roll call.

「1,2,3.... 7,8,9. 」

All right, we'll stop here; go rest.

Class, squad leader...

LiMin's trembling voice suddenly rang out.

Cheng Jun looked at him, puzzled: "What's wrong?"

LiMin trembled all over, his face deathly pale: "How… how did we suddenly become ten people?!"

Cheng Jun looked at the blurry figure at the end, and his scalp felt like it was about to explode!

The other recruits in the class were also frightened, instantly pulling back and staring in terror at the extra person!

Once could be a coincidence, but twice surely isn't just a coincidence, right?

"You… what the hell are you?"

"Kieh kieh kieh......"

The blurry figure suddenly hunched over, revealing fluorescent‑green fangs and an extremely sinister laugh: "You're jumping around at my doorstep, noisy enough to keep an old man from resting, and you still have the nerve to ask me?"

QiDelong's legs wouldn't move at all.

He only felt a warm, moist sensation on the inside of his thighs, as if his pants were wet.

But the intense fear instead sent LiMin's adrenaline surging, making his mind unusually clear.

He didn't know what came over him, but his head heated up and he swung his fists and charged at that guy.

But the next second, his fist was caught, then his feet were lightly tripped, he was lifted into the air and slammed hard to the ground.

"Ah!"

LiMin let out an anguished cry, but at the same time he realized: "This guy isn't a ghost—he's a veteran!"

Lu Yang's smile froze instantly; he stopped grinning.

The other recruits jolted awake, fear instantly overtaken by rage, their eyes blazing.

"You bastards, you've been pulling tricks all along this road!"

"Pulling down pants, grabbing chicks, frying buns, sneak attacks—and now you're pretending to be a ghost to scare us!"

"Grab him, don't let him get away!"

That last line was shouted by Cheng Jun.

All along the way, he too has suffered greatly at Lu Yang's hands.

Good thing his prostate is fine; otherwise he'd probably have been scared into wetting himself.

This damn guy is too good at tormenting people; scaring new recruits is bad enough, but he's even mistreating veterans, lumping them all together.

Once caught, he'll definitely press Lu Yang to the ground and give him a brutal beating!

Lu Yang also didn't expect the situation to turn like this, just as he was wondering whether to run.

Not far off, three figures came sprinting toward him one after another, howling as they ran.

"Don't chase us, don't chase us—this isn't our business; we're just workers too!"

"Run fast, Yang Ge, run fast—these recruits have gone murderous!"

Lu Yang saw Kang Changyi and the two others with bruised noses and swollen faces, their faces marked, their jacket zippers torn off.

Behind them followed a large group of recruits wielding guns and sticks, burning with anger.

Good thing the guns had no bullets; otherwise they'd all have been shot to death by random fire.

"Oh no, we've gone too far!"

Realizing the situation was out of control, Lu Yang turned and ran without a word.

He used his night‑vision advantage and speed to quickly rush to the front.

Then he dove into the grass on the right, waited while the recruits cursed and chased past him, quickly spat out the "fluorescent vampire teeth" from his mouth, blended into the crowd, and joined the recruits in pursuing the three Kang Changyi ahead.

"Don't let them get away—chase them, kill them!"