Genshin Impact: I am best at sacrifice, don't cry

A minute later, all the reserve recruits gathered, and the formation was still the same as before, a mess.

After all the recruits stood still, a new Qianyan Army officer came over. He was not the Yan Yilingyi who had spoken before.

"Well, the speed is acceptable. I don't know how many of you will be left in a year."

"My name is Chang Yan, and I will be your instructor for the next year. Please remember my name, or I will be angry."

The officer named Chang Yan seemed to have a very gentle personality and spoke in a gentle and courteous manner, which made people feel comfortable listening to him.

"I called you here today to have a brief discussion with you. The training will officially begin tomorrow."

"Okay, I won't waste any more time. Now, if you have any questions, you can ask me. I will answer them seriously."

"Of course, I will get angry about some offensive questions."

As soon as Chang Yan finished speaking, the new recruits began to get restless.

Anyone who comes to join the Qianyan Army is a passionate young man, and his curiosity and desire are at their peak.

"Instructor, how many of us can stay?"

"Seventy percent remained last year..."

Chang Yan saw that many people showed joy on their faces, and immediately poured cold water on them: "Don't be too happy too soon. Last year, the class with the most students staying was the one in the past ten years. Under normal circumstances, 50% staying is considered a lot. At the lowest, it was less than 30%."

These words instantly brought the atmosphere to a freezing point. As if he was afraid of dealing too much of a blow to these recruits, Chang Yan immediately said, "But don't worry too much. Even if you fail, you still have a chance. After serving as a logistics troop in the army for three years, you will get a chance to be re-evaluated."

After hearing what Chang Yan said, the atmosphere eased again, and many people who were already weak and worried about the consequences also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Instructor, what do we usually do in training and assessment?"

This question made Chang Yan perk up and he explained: "The training for you recruits is very simple. You need to organize military discipline, develop tacit understanding, practice military formations and learn various tactical coordination knowledge. Of course, daily physical training is a must."

When Nan Dou heard this, he thought that this was definitely a regular army and they were reliable!

Suddenly, someone asked a question that made Chang Yan silent: "Instructor, how many years have you been in the Qianyan Army? Why haven't you become a numbered Qianyan Army yet?"

The smile on Chang Yan's face froze. This matter has always been a thorn in his heart. How could these new recruits know how difficult it is to get a number!

"Don't be angry. I can't be angry. These new recruits are ignorant. I can't get angry with them for personal reasons..."

Chang Yan's face was calm, and he forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Instructor, there are two recruits in our batch who are stronger than you. Can they get numbers?"

Chang Yan, who had already put it down, looked at Nan Dou and Qian Zhong who were pushed out in front of him, and finally couldn't help it. He pointed his finger and said, "The one who just spoke, you must stand upside down until dinner time!"

Seeing that the instructor had no intention of venting his anger on others, Nan Dou couldn't help but give him a thumbs up in his heart.

But it would be wrong if nothing unexpected happened at this time.

Qian Zhong innocently added: "Instructor, so can we get the number? How long will it take?"

Nan Dou's eyes widened, then he showed a relieved expression.

"You two...come with him!"

After all these twists and turns, no one dared to talk nonsense anymore. They just asked some routine questions and then dispersed.

Because everyone didn't know each other, only some new recruits walked up to the three people, gave them a thumbs-up, and then returned to the barracks to rest.

Nan Dou stood upside down, but he didn't mean to blame him. He asked helplessly, "No, buddy, why did you provoke the instructor?"

Qianzhong has long hair, and when he was standing upside down, his entire face was covered by his hair, making it impossible to see his expression.

"I'm sorry buddy, I accidentally dragged you into this."

"Actually, I did it on purpose. I wanted the instructor to be stricter with me and I wanted to get a number."

"..."

Nan Dou was not angry from beginning to end. He was very curious now.

This time, fate intervened and started from the age of 99, but the memories he got did not contain much useful information. Most of them were about him eating, exercising, eating, and exercising alone in the deep mountains and forests...

The few memories I have about this world come from what the humans I occasionally encounter in the mountains say.

Before today, he didn't know the concept of numbering the Thousand Rocks Army. Now he only knows a little bit about it. He knows that it is very difficult to get a number in the Thousand Rocks Army. Only those who are extremely outstanding and have made great contributions to the Thousand Rocks Army can get it.

However, Nan Dou still didn't know how difficult it was, but judging from Qianzhong's performance, he should know.

After such a long time, Nandou has also made a judgment on Qianzhong's true strength - he is still some distance away from being a weak demon god in the normal timeline.

In this world, the demon god level is a realm of strength. With Nan Dou’s current strength, he is probably at the primary demon god stage.

"So, what are the requirements for getting a number in the Qianyan Army?"

After going around in circles, Nan Dou still wanted to know the answer to this question the most.

"Having the strength to reach the level of a demon god is only the most basic requirement. Secondly, you need to have a record of changing the situation of a battle by your own strength. Finally, you need to be recognized by the Thousand Rocks Army."

Chizuru's voice was full of longing, and Nandou could feel his desire through his hair.

Nan Dou thought for a moment and replied, "It doesn't seem that difficult. Is this difficult?"

Qianchong fell into silence. He only knew a little about the real battlefield from the stories told by his elders.

"Anyway, let's work together for this goal, Brother Nandou!"

"After all, we are not those immortal races who are powerful from birth."

Qianzhong suddenly mentioned immortals, and Nandou immediately became interested and asked curiously, "What are immortals like?"

Qianzhong stretched out his hand to pull the hair covering his face and said with envy: "The immortal race can live for hundreds of years without any hesitation. Moreover, they are born with the power of elements. Coupled with their extremely strong bodies and intelligence that is not inferior to that of humans, they are simply... natural fighting machines."

"Speaking of which, we have been here for so long, but we don't seem to have seen any traces of the immortal race?"

Qianzhong smiled softly and replied, "The immortals are highly respected in Liyue because they are always at the forefront of the war, and their descendants are constantly growing up in the flames of war and blood."

"We humans are different. We are weak individually, and only by forming a battle formation can we fight against powerful enemies."

"But I don't want that. I want to rely on my own strength and fight like an immortal!"

"..."

Nan Dou then realized that he seemed to have come to the wrong place. As long as he revealed his identity as an immortal, he would receive completely different treatment.

However, Nandou does not intend to do so. Being a "human" has its own fun and can also help him understand the world from another perspective.

"Okay, let's work hard together to get the number!"

"Well, come on!"

"..."