Chapter 151

While the squad leaders were tidying up the members of the guard units they were responsible for, Zhang Fan was not idle either; instead, he seemed to be casually strolling around the perimeter of Zhongxin Guangchang. In fact, he was observing every move of the females.

When the members of the guard team had neatly formed forty square formations, Zhang Fan finally stopped his steps and stood ready on the high platform of Zhongxin Guangchang.

Seeing the females on the square gazing at him with eager eyes, Zhang Fan's heart inexplicably began to feel nervous. He didn't know whether it was because there were too many people facing him, or because he lacked confidence in what was to come.

Zhang Fan closed his eyes, pondered briefly in his heart, then spoke to the females on Zhongxin Guangchang:

"What I am about to say is closely related to all of you, and I believe you all know that whenever the male Beastmen gather, they always have a command, right?"

The females below exploded in reaction as soon as Zhang Fan mentioned this; they already knew that whenever the male Beastmen assembled, someone would shout a command at the front of the formation, and once that command was given, all the males' subsequent actions were just a copy‑paste.

At this moment, upon hearing Zhang Fan mention it, everyone secretly wondered whether the females would also gather like the males in the future; if that were truly the case, wouldn't it be awesome? Thinking this, the females excitedly replied in unison: "We know!"

Zhang Fan listened to the loud response from below and nodded satisfiedly.

Zhang Fan never expected that his casual nod would lead the females to mistakenly think he would have everyone learn the command the male Beastmen use when gathering.

But what the females didn't expect was that although Zhang Fan went on to teach everyone commands, he only taught the forty squad leaders to shout commands, while for the others he simply said: "Obey orders, follow instructions!"

Although this seems like a simple command, truly carrying it out is far from easy; some people spend their whole lives unable to achieve it, while others manage to etch it into their hearts, fusing it with their very bones and blood!

Zhang Fan taught the simple commands that have become common among civilians on Earth—such as attention, at ease, align left and right—and also the other commands he had learned during military training and from many military dramas he had watched before, teaching them all.

By the time the females in the guard team had become familiar with these commands and could fully perform the actions they represented, it was already approaching lunchtime.

At this moment, everyone could clearly hear footsteps coming from outside the square, and by the volume of the sound they could roughly tell that the number of people heading toward Zhongxin Guangchang was not small.

Gradually, the footsteps grew clearer, approaching from afar and slowly nearing Zhongxin Guangchang.

Not long after, the females who had been earnestly training on the square couldn't help but turn their heads, and upon doing so they realized that, unbeknownst to them, a large crowd had gathered.

At this moment, the male Beastmen of the Tribe Guard Team each came carrying large game; a careful count revealed at least twenty‑plus individuals, meaning there were no fewer than twenty prey animals.

Behind the males of the guard team, many elderly male Beastmen followed, each pushing a cart piled high with firewood; a rough count showed there were about a dozen or so.

Bringing up the rear was a large group of elderly females responsible for cooking; they walked to the edge of the square and then stopped moving forward.

Among the females of the Female Guard Team who couldn't help but turn their heads to look, most found it rather dull and thus turned their heads back; however, a small fraction kept watching the commotion behind without turning back, and there was also a tiny group that had never turned their heads to look from the beginning.

The females in the guard team did not yet realize that their current performance would become the first elimination round since the establishment of the Female Guard Team, and also the first and last such round before lunch today.

Zhang Fan looked at those females who refused to turn their heads back for a long time, shook his head, and had no intention of enduring further. He took out the pen and notebook he had always kept in his shirt pocket.

He looked at the females before him and, in his notebook, wrote down the names of those who had not been tempted from start to finish. After finishing that, he put his notebook and pen back into his pocket.

After returning once more to the high platform of Zhongxin Guangchang, Zhang Fan's first words were: "Now, please have those members who have still not redirected their attention up to now step forward!"

As soon as Zhang Fan's words fell, someone voluntarily stepped forward, although there were also those unwilling to step forward; however, Zhang Fan didn't take much notice of such people's behavior.

For Zhang Fan saw that those females who had just been distracted by the food and couldn't look away were already doomed to be eliminated, and those still stubbornly resisting he had already abandoned any hope of reforming.

"I'll say it again! Those who had their attention diverted by the outside people and still couldn't regain their composure, please step forward! I'll only say this twice! I hope everyone will take this seriously!"

Everyone looked at Zhang Fan's handsome face, that seemingly cold and ruthless expression, and felt that Zhang Fan seemed to have become a different person.

Now, most of the females who had been pretending not to hear also stepped forward.

Zhang Fan looked at the scene before him and simply said: "Very good!"

After a pause, Zhang Fan then spoke again: "Besides those who just stepped forward, all of you others—turn right! Form four abreast and run around the Tribe Center Square!"

At Zhang Fan's command, the females below, under the leadership of their respective squad leaders, began running laps around the Tribe Center Square. Zhang Fan glanced at those females standing in place, looking somewhat uneasy, and said nothing.

He merely moved his legs and then stepped down from the high platform one step at a time. At this moment, Zhang Fan's gaze was like a divine pool, making his thoughts unreadable, and his face bore no expression as he walked step by step toward the females, his footsteps feeling somewhat heavy.

To those females who had just been called out, this inexplicably aroused a feeling of fear.

When Zhang Fan stood before them, their hearts gradually sank. Some were so frightened by his expression that they tightly shut their eyes, as if opening them would reveal their own bloody demise on the spot.

However, after Zhang Fan stood before them, he made no extra movements; he simply looked at them and spoke lightly:

"Since you like to watch so much, let you watch your fill! Everyone, attention!"

Everyone, upon hearing Zhang Fan's preceding words, couldn't help but hold their breath, thinking:

"It's coming! It's coming! We're finally going to be slaughtered on the spot! Oh my god, I'm actually going to die like this! Oh, we don't even have our own children yet, and we haven't even seen our children born—just like that we're returning to the Beast God's embrace?"

However, when they heard Zhang Fan's following words—the very assembly command they had just learned today—their bodies reflexively performed the corresponding action.

Zhang Fan watched the scene before him; his original intention to eliminate them all instantly became like a glass cup dropped on the ground but not yet shattered.

Although he hadn't completely abandoned that idea, their neat and uniform actions caused a crack to appear in that glass cup; though it still looked intact, it now bore a deep fissure and was no longer the whole cup it once was.

Zhang Fan pondered briefly, then issued the command: "Turn left! Run!"

After saying that, Zhang Fan led the way, running ahead and bringing that group—the several dozen females whose attention wasn't focused—to the edge of the square.

At this moment, the male Beastmen who had been delivering food and firewood, whether young and strong or old and frail, had all put down what they were carrying and left. Now the edge of the square only had the elderly females who had come to help with cooking.

After Zhang Fan had brought the people there, he stopped his steps and said: "Stand at ease!"

After the females had steadied themselves, Zhang Fan then gave the next command: "Attention! Align right! Look forward!"

Each command Zhang Fan spoke was carried out by these females exactly, and they remained neat and uniform; seeing this, Zhang Fan said nothing more, merely issuing the order:

"From now on, you will keep watching these uncles and aunts cook; until I say stop, you may not leave this place! Unless there are special circumstances. Otherwise, you will bear all the consequences yourselves!"

Having said that, Zhang Fan didn't waste any more words; instead, he directly joined the main running group and began running behind the crowd.

After Ba Ke Er returned from hunting, he immediately dropped off his game at Lei Ya's house, retrieved the Dragon Egg from Dier, and then rushed nonstop to the Tribe Center Square.

When he arrived, he happened to see Zhang Fan training people. Looking at that Zhang Fan who had a blank expression but eyes as sharp as a hunter's, Ba Ke Er repeatedly denied it in his heart.

"Oh! No! That's not my Fan Fan! That certainly isn't my gentle, beautiful, cute, virtuous, and slightly mischievous beloved partner! Oh, I must have been mistaken! Yes, I must have been!"

Thinking this, Ba Ke Er unconsciously used his free hand to rub his eyes, but after wiping them countless times, the scene remained, and Ba Ke Er finally had to admit it.

It turned out that his Fan Fan actually had this side as well! Look at those eyes that usually always smile; now, because she has taken on the identity of an Instructor, they appear stern and upright.

Now Ba Ke Er somehow felt that Zhang Fan, compared to his usual self, was even more charming! No, this was no longer merely a matter of charm; at this moment, Zhang Fan's entire demeanor was completely different from his usual self.

Ba Ke Er thus stood there holding the Dragon Egg, watching Zhang Fan finish training the people, then joined the running crowd. Watching Zhang Fan's silhouette gradually disappear into the crowd, Ba Ke Er slowly broke into a smile.

"Fan Fan, if this is what you want, I will do everything in my power to protect you and give you a lifetime of peace!" Ba Ke Er thought, then lowered his head and whispered to the Dragon Egg: "Child, look! Your Am really can't stay still! I truly hope you grow up to be a tranquil handsome man!"

At this moment, Ba Ke Er did not yet know that his offhand remark would one day become reality.