Chapter 529: Second Bloom, Returning to the Old Site

"No, no, I can't eat any more, really can't eat any more."

"These are all good stuff; shall we split a little for each person?"

Even though everyone was trying hard to refuse, Lu Yang didn't care about that.

He lifted the pot directly, letting each of them take a chopstickful and divide the remaining bits inside.

This was already the second meal they'd had in a short time, and it was richer than the first.

Almost everyone ate until they were gagging; now there's no room left to eat— even a single bite feels like swallowing poison.

"Hehe, nothing left?"

When it was Kang Changyi's turn, there was nothing left, which made him look utterly smug.

Lu Yang glanced at the bottom of the pot: "There's still soup, right?"

"Huh?"

Kang Changyi, with a belly that looked four months pregnant, frantically shook his head and refused: "I can't drink any more, really can't drink any more."

Lu Yang: "The essence is in the soup. I spent so much effort to bring up those few shrimps, a few fish, a few crabs; not drinking would be a betrayal of my hard work."

"Drink, give me the drink, give it to me!"

Seeing the other refuse, Lu Yang could only be very rough, forcibly pinching his mouth and shoving that little soup from the pot into him.

Watching Kang Changyi struggle and resist, everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

What is this, like feeding medicine to Wu Dalang?

Only after watching Kang Changyi gulp the last of the soup from the pot did Lu Yang, satisfied, release him.

Now that's right— who knows the effort behind every grain on the plate; the words 'waste' must never appear on a soldier's record.

"Everyone stand up, assemble the unit; I will announce the training schedule for the upcoming Devil Week."

Lu Yang clapped his hands, and everyone wobbly rose from the ground.

Chen Panpan, having eaten too much, had a huge belly; as soon as she stood, she immediately fell back onto her seat.

The others were the same, struggling hard to stand; they might never in this life have been so stuffed.

But it wasn't a big problem; Lu Yang would sort them out in a moment.

"The second-stage training isn't here; now everyone board the boat, I'll take you to the next destination."

Everyone's gaze fell on the speedboat at the shoal, and their faces turned pale instantly.

"No way, Brother Lu, is this really that big?"

"We just ate, we're already stuffed!"

"Instructor, can we change the routine? Last time we ate and studied anatomy; this time we ate and rode a speedboat."

Lu Yang, without waiting for discussion, untied the rope fixed on the shore and waved: "Don't dawdle, seize the time; the wind's picking up, it might rain soon— the earlier we arrive, the less trouble we'll face."

Reluctantly, they could only stagger toward the speedboat.

But as soon as their bottoms landed on it, the rocking waves made their stomachs churn.

Liu Ziqiang: "This is a death sentence; this isn't devil training, it's practically the same as descending into hell!"

Ding Tengfei: "Sure enough, no good news— Brother Lu's cheap tricks are all being used on us!"

Guo Yongwen, with a bitter expression: "Can I still get off the boat now? Is it still possible to quit?"

Lu Yang tossed his backpack forward and plopped onto the steering wheel: "We're already here, why leave? I have no life jackets; everyone hold on tight so we don't get tossed overboard."

"Could you maybe, maybe go a bit slower? I'm seasick, I'm afraid I..."

Kang Changyi was just about to plead, when the speedboat suddenly surged forward.

Startled, his upper body fell backward, and he had to clutch the handle tightly, otherwise he'd be flipped over.

Seeing the speedometer climb steadily, everyone tensed in fear, their pale faces bloodless, just like you on your first pirate ship ride.

Lu Yang glanced back, a smile involuntarily tugging at his mouth.

Sitting there, he deeply felt the joy Bai Yuan gets from messing with people.

Ahead, the sky darkened, clouds gathered, and the rising wind and waves made the boat toss even more.

From behind, vomiting sounds kept coming; almost everyone was wildly hurling themselves into the sea, offering the marine creatures the best gift.

Feeling the salty sea breeze, a few raindrops fell on his face, making him instinctively want to spread his arms and meet the storm.

The familiar scene made him instinctively press the throttle; the speedboat, like a sharp arrow, sliced through the waves toward the gathering dark clouds.

"Ah, proud sea swallow!"

"... You could at least use some sense!"

The rain poured down, and Lu Yang intended to recite a poem like Bai Yuan had before.

But he didn't expect someone behind to cross him, forcibly ruining the atmosphere.

"Ugh, instructor, keep some spirit, don't go so fast, we're about to be thrown out!"

"He's not going too fast; he's clearly flying too low!"

"Mom, I want to go home, I never want to ride a pirate ship again, ugh ugh ugh!"

The rain fell heavily, and the waves grew much larger than before.

Lu Yang led them, looping around the sea.

People behind vomited continuously, feeling as if they'd spit out their very brain matter.

This intense vertigo was even stronger than the simple visual stimulus that caused stomach cramps before.

When studying anatomy, it was mostly human instinct— fear, nervousness, terror— that could be slightly resisted with willpower.

But now, with the vestibular system and vision heavily stimulated, willpower alone can't resist.

At this moment, everyone except Lu Yang felt as if bound to a 360-degree bed that kept flipping back and forth; the world spun around, the view alternated large and small.

On top of that, cold icy rain pelted them randomly, their mouths like little fountains; this feeling was downright more painful than death.

Fortunately, after a while, the rain gradually lessened, perhaps because the speedboat had left the storm area.

In short, the waves have calmed now, and only a light drizzle remains in the sky.

Moreover, after everyone had vomited out everything in their stomachs, it wasn't so uncomfortable.

Lu Yang glanced at the bunch behind him, slumped and listless, and said with a chuckle: "Wake up, don't sleep anymore, we've arrived."

It was already evening now, and the sky had darkened.

Everyone felt as if their bones were falling apart, and they slowly lifted their eyelids.

A strange island appeared ahead, with a lighthouse towering above it.

"This, this......"

Kang Changyi's pupils quaked like an earthquake: "This isn't, this isn't that one!"

Zhou Kaidong's listless expression also turned into utter shock; he obviously recognized the island as well.

The others turned their heads in puzzlement, not understanding why the two reacted like that.

Kang Changyi swallowed, incredulous: "I've been here before; I and Zhou Kaidong were on a business trip, delivering survival supplies! On this island, the Special Forces once conducted secret training!"

"Over there, that's the crooked-neck tree on the cliff; I saw back then a fool being hung upside down from the tree and whipped."

"He was still shouting for help, and Zhou Kaidong heard it back then as well!"

Lu Yang's teeth ground together with a creaking sound: "......"