Konoha's strongest electric escape

Time passed slowly, and 5 minutes passed by in a blink of an eye. As each student arrived at the finish line, the daily morning class and the one-hour jungle five-kilometer obstacle course finally came to an end.

At the end point, Konoha built a camp for the students to rest. The camp was not big and had no electricity. It was simply surrounded by tree stumps and a few thatched houses were built.

The students will not rest here, but will have breakfast and lunch here and complete the following physical fitness and cultural classes.

The scar-faced physical instructor jumped down from a tree trunk seven or eight meters high and landed lightly. The exhausted students around him all showed envy in their eyes.

These are ninjas. They come and go, far beyond ordinary people like them. Just imagine, leaping on a tree more than ten meters high, who doesn't want to experience this flying feeling?

"As long as you refine chakra, you can be like me."

The scar-faced instructor seemed to have noticed the students' thoughts and mentioned something.

"The premise is that you can survive. Remember, you have 27 days left. After 27 days, students who have not been able to refine chakra will face the final assessment."

Final assessment?

All the students were confused, but the scar-faced instructor said nothing more. Instead, he took out a roster from his waist, crossed out one of the names, handed it to another instructor in the camp, and then walked into the thatched house to rest.

Now all the students' eyes were on the other instructor.

Yinkong Yinya looked at the instructor with a sunny face and his pupils shrank slightly.

There are only two instructors in training ground 39, one is a physical instructor and the other is a cultural instructor, one with a red face and one with a white face.

The white face has finished singing, now it’s time for the red face to appear.

"I'm Panasonic, classmates, do you still remember me?"

The Panasonic instructor smiled and raised his hand to greet the students, and the students also called the teacher one by one to wait for their response, which shows that Panasonic's interpersonal relationships are well established.

"teacher!"

A male student with slightly red eyes and a runny nose raised his hand.

"Tagawa-kun, was...eaten."

Tagawa was the boy who was dragged away by the crocodile earlier. Everyone present witnessed his death. When he was mentioned again, everyone present fell silent, and the atmosphere seemed to be shrouded in a haze.

Instructor Panasonic also looked heavy and regretful.

"Really, I understand. Each of you is like my child in my eyes, and you are all a part of the big family of Konoha. The death of any one of you is a great loss to Konoha... But."

Instructor Matsushita sighed: "Now that the war is raging and the Second Ninja World War is in full swing, our precarious village really needs new strength to defend it. The suffering you are suffering now is all for protecting Konoha, and you They are all the patron saints of Konoha.”

After praising him, he added: "I don't hope Tagawa-kun's death was in vain. I hope his death can inspire you to move forward bravely. Do you remember what I told you?"

The students were silent for a moment and all whispered.

"Where the leaves are flying, the fire is still alive."

"That's right." Instructor Panasonic showed a satisfied smile on his face, turned around and scooped out a spoonful of soup and rice from the big pot that had been prepared.

"Now let's eat."

The students lined up one by one to receive the meals. Even while eating, Panasonic did not stop teaching. Instead, he explained that these meals come from the big family of Konoha. It is because of his selfless giving that you have the food you have today. Such praises Konoha, the words of loyalty to Konoha were spoken over and over...and again.

Yinkong Yinya was queuing up with simple wooden dishes and chopsticks, and his heart was as cold as the bottom.

What is happening to him, this heart with a mental age of 24 cannot fail to understand.

High-intensity military management, education, and brainwashing.

Although it may seem like only fools would believe it, it actually works very well.

You must know that even if it is a lie, it will still be true if told a thousand times, not to mention the militarized brainwashing carried out in such an extremely closed environment. These ten-year-old children have no other choice but to believe it.

This is how loyalty is developed.

When it was Yinkong Ginya's turn to cook, he looked at the Matsushita instructor with a sunny smile on his face and a hand full of soup and rice. Although he was disgusted and wanted to punch his hypocritical face, he felt hungry. With his internal organs rumbled, he still tried his best to move the corners of his mouth, showed what he thought was the most fake and disgusting smile in his life, and said something.

"I love Konoha."

"Very good, Ginya-kun."

Instructor Matsushita showed a satisfied smile. He knew that most children in the war years matured precociously, and it was inevitable that some people would be duplicitous and different from what they meant.

But so what?

These children have no choice at all. Time, environment, and education will change everything and make them completely devoted to Konoha.

The time now is nine o'clock in the morning. According to the rules, they have half an hour to eat and rest. After half an hour, there will be cultural class, which will last until twelve noon. After lunch, there will be physical class at one o'clock in the afternoon. The physical fitness class lasts for three hours. When it ends at [-] p.m., they will repeat the morning exercise and spend an hour running a five-kilometer jungle obstacle course before returning to the original training camp to rest.

Compared with the training camp with beds, this temporary camp is very simple. The students are sitting on the ground. At this time, some students with good relationships gathered together in twos and threes and talked in low voices.

Yinkong Yinya held a wooden bowl and sat in the corner, silently drinking rice porridge from the bowl.

He was growing tall, and this bowl of porridge was simply not enough to eat. If he drank too much, he would be hungry again later.

'When will this day end...'

Even though the souls of modern people have mature thoughts and three views, the backward days of starvation, lack of food and clothing, still made Yinkong Yinya uncomfortable and panicked.

Looking at the students who were still talking and laughing in such a difficult environment, he once again marveled at the maturity and strength of the children in this world.

He was thinking aimlessly, and unknowingly he had finished the entire bowl of porridge. Yinkong Yinya touched his still hungry belly, stood up, tightened the cloth around his waist, and went to the camp to find water to fill the bowl with. Wash the chopsticks and store them away.

Then, he found a new place and sat in a daze.

He had no clue about the chakra refining method, and he couldn't sense the so-called physical and mental energy even though he tried his best.

After all, as you get older, conventional meditation methods are useless. If you want to successfully perceive and refine chakra, you must reach the limits of your body and mind, and then break it.

At present, no one in the entire training camp has extracted chakra, or even the most basic perception, which shows how difficult it is.

If you cannot extract chakra, you will have to train here day after day until the final assessment 27 days later, provided that you can survive until then.

Being thrown into this kind of Gu breeding farm, even with the mentality of an adult Yin Kong Yinya, I feel humiliated and frightened. Every time I open my eyes every day, I am walking on a tightrope on a cliff. I don't know if I can see the sun tomorrow. .

He didn't want to do this, but he had no choice. If he didn't want to die, he could only refine his chakra and escape from Training Ground 39.