coexist in vain

KS Headquarters

Guan Mao rubbed his sleepy eyes, and it took several seconds to realize the fact that he had arrived at the KS headquarters.

"Are you awake?" A gentle voice rang in my ear.

"..." Guan Mao sat up straight vigilantly.He knew that this place was much crueler and more sinister than the outside world, and if he was not careful, he might die without a whole body and end up tragically.

"Ye Chenglin. From today onwards, I will be your mentor, and I will join you in the second group in the future. Please give me your advice."

Ye Shenglin.

Guan Mao looked suspiciously at the man standing against the light in front of him who called himself a mentor.His smile was like sunshine outside the window, but there was no sunshine in his eyes.

"I heard that the natural enemy of every subject is the professor of that subject." Guan Mao stood up solemnly and stood at attention.

"Then you'll be disappointed, I'm not a professor." Ye Chenglin's good-natured mouth kept curling up, and he threw a set of plastic-wrapped toiletries.

"what?"

"Five minutes to wash. I'll wait for you here."

Guan Mao hugged the utensils in his arms in a hurry, and didn't dare to delay for a second and went straight to the bathroom.

"5 minutes and 25 seconds." Ye Shenglin pinched off the stopwatch, "25 seconds late."

"Did I forget to tell you, one more second, two laps on the playground."

Although he still smiled and bent his eyebrows, Guan Mao felt as cold as if he had been drenched in a torrential rain.

"Since you want to become a qualified killer, you should be prepared to endure hardships and stand hard work." Ye Chenglin turned around with his hands behind his back, "Go, come back and see me after running."

"Don't be clever, I'll keep watching you here, brat."

Scary smiling tiger.

Guan Mao rubbed his arms, shrank his neck and went downstairs to the playground to accept the punishment.

ten laps.Guan Mao started to breathe a little bit, Ye Chenglin sat by the window and waited leisurely for the morning coffee.

Twenty laps.Guan Mao, who hadn't eaten breakfast, seemed to have weak calves, but relying on the solid basic skills he had learned from practicing Kung Fu when he was a child, he gritted his teeth, exerted strength on his feet, and crossed the finish line again.

Ahead is the end of No.30's nine laps.Guan Mao's speed obviously slowed down, but the tenacity in his subconscious didn't allow him to slack off in the slightest.Step over, step over, and then it is the starting point of No.40 lap...

Ye Chenglin bent the corners of his eyes, poured the brewed coffee into two small porcelain cups, added two pieces of sugar to one of the cups, lifted the spoon to stir in satisfaction, and watched Guan Mao downstairs became miserable. The face of white paper.

45 laps.Guan Mao felt that although there were no stars in front of his eyes, it was still dark for a while.His stomach was cramping as if his clothes had shrunk, and he staggered several times, almost falling down.

Did you also experience such inhuman torture back then, Zheng Chenglie?What is supporting you to endure until now.

Guan Mao, who completely relied on his strong willpower to support the [-] laps, collapsed on the runway exhausted.He covered his stomach with one hand, his lips turned pale, and his face was ugly as hell.

"Tsk, is this the person Zheng Chenglie recommended? I can't take fifty laps?" Ye Chenglin smiled, and tilted his hand holding the coffee slightly, and all the warm coffee was splashed on Guan Mao's face.

The coffee was not hot, but Guan Mao felt that his face was as hot as if it had been roasted by charcoal fire in winter.Shame, anger, helplessness, all kinds of feelings were mixed in his heart, but he was in pain and tired, and he couldn't utter a word of rebuttal.

"Remember, if a person knows why to live, then he can endure any kind of life." Ye Chenglin's voice was cold, but his smile was still gentle, "This is the first lesson I teach you. Alright, Now go upstairs and give you 15 minutes for breakfast."

"I'll wait for you in the training room. Don't wait when it's out of date."

Guan Mao, who couldn't get a word in, struggled to get up. For a moment, he suddenly despised himself, and he didn't even have the qualifications to look up to Ye Chenglin.He smiled self-deprecatingly, and raised his hand to wipe the coffee all over his face.A small amount of coffee flowed into his mouth, Guan Mao pursed his lips tightly, and climbed upstairs to eat breakfast as fast as he could.

Sure enough, his mouth was filled with a bitter taste like tears.

Within the specified time, Guan Mao hurried to hurry, and at the last moment when Ye Chenglin was about to press the stopwatch, he appeared in front of him like a wind.His cheeks were exaggeratedly bulging, and his mouth was filled with whole wheat high-energy bread.His eyes were so wide that they were about to fly out.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Ye Chenglin stopped the stopwatch and smiled lightly.

"But it's a pity, fourteen and a half minutes, I can't punish you to do back and forth leapfrog."

Guan Mao, who was trying hard to swallow the dry bread, looked at the M16 gun that was forced into his hand in amazement, at a loss for what to do.

"I'll give you an hour to familiarize yourself with its structure and principles, and learn how to deal with emergencies and mechanical disassembly." Ye Chenglin curled his lips, "I'll check it in an hour."

Guan Mao held the heavy diaper in his hand and swallowed the dry bread with difficulty, watching Ye Chenglin's disappearing figure, he didn't even have time to say "Yes, sir".He weighed the gun, although he had a wealth of theoretical knowledge, but when he encountered a real gun, he was completely a scholar on paper.

What should I do?Guan Mao tentatively began to fiddle with it.

An hour later, when Ye Chenglin reappeared on the training ground, Guan Mao sitting cross-legged on the ground, sweating profusely as he loaded his gun, immediately caught his eye.His serious and rigorous attitude made Ye Chenglin's smile deepen. "Good job."

"Thank you, sir!" Guan Mao jumped up from the ground in shock, stood at attention, his hands drooped naturally, his fingers clinging to the seams of his trousers, and he completed the standard military stance.

"You can just call me brother. You're not a soldier, so why should you call me an officer?" Ye Chenglin squatted down, "How is the gun familiar?"

"Well, it can barely be disassembled, but I don't know where some of the parts are." Guan Mao pointed out a few scattered parts on the ground to Ye Chenglin.

"Oh, this one, install it here." Ye Chenglin picked up one of them and showed Guan Mao, "This one, it should be installed at the top position..."

Guan Mao looked at Ye Shenglin's unchanged smile no matter when and where in disbelief, and was amazed that a person could keep the same expression forever without facial muscles becoming stiff and necrotic.

"Do you understand?" Sensing Guan Mao's distraction, Ye Chenglin threw the loaded gun back to the ground, "I'll give you 3 minutes to take it apart and put it back together again. One more second, and you won't have to eat lunch."

"Yes!" Guan Mao had already fully realized the painful price he would have to pay for rebelling against Ye Shenglin, and his subordinates became more and more cautious in their movements.

"Very good. Next, control the time within two minutes and 40 seconds, complete the disassembly and assembly, and start the timing."

So throughout the morning, under Ye Chenglin's order, Guan Mao disassembled and assembled an M16 back and forth countless times, and his movements also changed from the initial jerky to skillful, and finally reached the point of ease.

"Okay, get up, and I'll take you to lunch." Ye Chenglin watched with satisfaction as Guan Mao completed disassembly within 25 seconds, clapped his hands to stand up, and stretched out a hand to pull Guan Mao.

"How about you, can you still stand up?"

"Yes." Guan Mao tried his best not to look at Ye Chenglin, and forced himself to prop up his hands on the ground to forcefully move his legs that were numb from sitting cross-legged for too long, trembling and almost falling into Ye Chenglin's arms.

Ye Chenglin didn't say any more, withdrew his hand, and led the way ahead.Just considering the speed of the person behind him, the pace is much slower than usual.Guan Mao limped along behind him, beating his thigh lightly as he walked, with a painful expression on his face.

The KS restaurant is located in the southeast of the training ground, but fortunately it is not far away, 10 minutes away is more than enough.The restaurant uniformly adopts clear water brick walls, and the bright porch makes the restaurant look spacious and bright, sweeping away the haze in the training ground.Through the large floor-to-ceiling glass windows that make the restaurant look like a mansion, you can see the vibrant green lawn behind the restaurant.

The sun rolls and laughs unscrupulously on the green carpet.

Although it was noon, there were not many people in the restaurant.Guan Mao quietly observed the surroundings, his nostrils were filled with the aroma of food, and the baked pastries exuded a charming fragrance.

"How about it, do you want one?" Seemingly seeing his desire, Ye Chenglin went to the dining window to bring back two brown paper bags, and handed the long baguette that was exposed from the paper bag to Guan Mao, leaving a bag for himself. Croissant.

"The new French chef is pretty good, why don't we have something noble and elegant today?"

"No, I think we should eat Chinese food, which is more solid." In this way, I am more likely to withstand the high-intensity training in the afternoon.Guan Mao tapped one end of the baguette with his finger knuckles, and after hearing the crisp sound like a drum, he showed a satisfied smile.

"Fortunately, I'm not a brat who only cares about emptiness and doesn't pursue reality." Ye Shenglin pushed the croissant aside, "How about a bowl of seafood noodles? It's economical and affordable."

"it is good."

"Do you know why there is no one in the restaurant?" Ye Shenglin habitually added a cup of coffee with milk after finishing his meal.

Guan Mao sucked the noodles around his mouth into his mouth and shook his head in confusion.

"You have to remember that life is not fair. While you are eating, others are practicing shooting crazily on the training ground. Maybe the next time you will be shot into a sieve, your head will be the target." Ye Chenglin ignored Guan Mao's already serious attitude. Stiff limbs, "This is not a playground, not a place for children to play. If you want to live, you must put in ten times, a hundred times or even a thousand times more effort than others. Understand?"

"Understood." Guan Mao nodded hurriedly.

"But I also said that life is not fair. What takes you one hour to complete, others may take five hours or even a day. So you don't need to be jealous of others, just go at your own pace." Ye Chenglin turned his head and looked Looking at the white butterflies dancing in the wildflowers around the window.

"Not everyone is as lucky as you, kid."

For a glimmer of hope of survival, hold the weapon in your hand tightly, put on a fighting posture and fight with your companions.In the dimly lit training ground, he, him, and his blood were stained.Maybe next time it will be stained with your blood, maybe next time you will die there.So you have no choice but a desperate fighting stance.

Not everyone is lucky enough to be alive, sit in this gorgeously decorated restaurant, and enjoy a moment of comfortable afternoon time.

In the afternoon, Ye Shenglin showed Guan Mao around the entire training ground.It finally stopped outside a small shooting range.

"Now I'm teaching you how to shoot, is there a problem?"

"Have."

"Let's listen to it." Ye Chenglin smiled gently, showing no sign of impatience.

"Why are there so few people here?"

"This is a special shooting range for the second group, and ordinary people don't have permission to use it." Ye Chenglin handed Guan Mao an M16, "This gun was used by Zheng Chenglie not long ago."

"Brother!" Guan Mao suddenly became at a loss.He didn't know why Ye Chenglin was clear about his little thoughts.But it is undeniable that as long as he hears Zheng Chenglie's name, his heart will be inexplicably surging.

"There are not many people who can be recommended by the leader of the second group."

"Hold your hand firmly, keep it flat, and aim one eye at the crosshair." Ye Chenglin instructed, "Relax your body and don't be nervous."

In fact, it would be a lie to say that you are not nervous.Guan Mao felt his calf began to weaken again, and his penis became so heavy that his hands were shaking.He took a deep breath, unconsciously activated.

"I hit it." Ye Chenglin looked at the electronic display screen and walked over with a smile, pointing to his ear, "How is it? Can you still hear me?"

Guan Mao shook his head.

"The recoil of this gun is relatively strong, and temporary tinnitus is normal." Ye Chenglin pulled Guan Mao to stand in front of the target, and motioned Guan Mao to look for himself.Guan Mao, who didn't know why, leaned forward, only to find that the target was as good as new, and there was no trace of the bullet passing through it.But didn't the electronic display just now clearly show ten rings?

"What I saw may not be real." Ye Shenglin walked back to the shooting area easily, pressed a few buttons, and the word MISS was displayed on the display immediately.

Guan Mao was dumbfounded.

"Can you hear it now?" Ye Chenglin pinched Guan Mao's ear, "If you didn't hear clearly, then remember, I'll say it again, everything you witness is not necessarily real. Sometimes it's like this, you think The enemy is dead when they are down, but they are not. They may just fall asleep on the ground. When they wake up, it will be the time for you to die. Do not be fooled by the appearance of things at any time. The same goes for our enemies."

Then Guan Mao was left alone on the training ground to practice shooting.In the empty training ground, only the sound of gunshots and electronic notifications echoed, nothing else.But Guan Mao only felt as if he was in a cosmic vacuum, and Ye Chenglin's words kept echoing in his ears.

"Remember, little devil, the world is based on benefits, and it must be divided based on benefits. There are no permanent friends, only eternal benefits. Everyone except yourself is an enemy."

Are they all... enemies?Guan Mao narrowed his eyes and pulled the trigger accurately.

As the saying goes, dogs have kennels, chickens have cages, and birds have cages.Everyone has their own social status.After this farce, when the time comes, people will finally return to their places.Could it be that I'm the only one with nowhere to go, like a game of grab a chair without a chair?

All plants and trees are soldiers, and every eye is an enemy.