If the vicious cycle cannot be broken, then one day, Wind Thunder Academy will become a second-rate military academy. Weirbo yearns for Wind Thunder to grow stronger, but the front lines are too pressing.

Indeed, growth and experience go hand in hand, but growth also requires a process. Many young heroes, prematurely sent to the front lines, have severely limited their future development. The young geniuses from prominent families, on the other hand, often choose to enroll in other famous military schools, or choose not to serve in the military at all.

To fill the void, Wind Thunder has already relaxed many conditions for this year's recruitment. The recruitment frenzy has resulted in many new students in a short period of time. It seems to reflect the saying that in times of chaos, the fittest survive. Either be a law-abiding citizen for self-preservation, or fight for a piece of heaven and earth on the battlefield. Those living in the Shadow District have nothing to lose. Go for it, from stranger to acquaintance, from child to wife. Moving forward, life and death are unknown. Step back, and remain a 'salted fish'.

Just as Wind Thunder is about to become a 'salted fish', the new recruits are mostly 'salted fish'. Although these fresh blood are like a shot of adrenaline for Wind Thunder, they still can't get rid of their 'salted fish' status. When a 'barefoot' salted fish meets another one on the brink of becoming a salted fish, outcomes often become unpredictable. Either both perish, or sparks fly. It's fair to say that Weirbo's move of handing over the instructor's job to Feng Yi has some taste of desperation.

At the very least, it's a disruption to the status quo. As for the results, good or bad, Weirbo does not intend to worry about them. He just wants to break this vicious cycle. However, the short-term effects of Feng Yi's efforts have completely surprised Weirbo.

Such talented students can't afford his attention, but high-ranking officers won't overlook any clues, even a flaw, or a strength. Feng Yi's extraordinary abilities have already become a point of discussion among the senior management of Wind Thunder. The students may not know what he looks like, but they have certainly heard of the rumors about him sweeping the discipline committee.

In the beginning, Weirbo was not confident. He was unsure whether pressing the fate of the precarious Wind Thunder onto Feng Yi was a right or a wrong move. Although he is excellent, he is too young. Zi Mou's role as a substitute teacher is a precedent. Despite some progress, the impact is not significant.

When Zi Mou revealed that the potential hazard was brought up by Feng Yi and that Feng Yi used some method to turn a group of old logistics men into spirited mad dogs in a short time, thus stirring up a fervor for training, Weirbo had a clearer understanding of the incident at Franklin's concert. He may have found a real gem.

This young man is an unpredictable quantity that cannot be measured by common sense. He lacks neither fighting skills nor intellectual wisdom, and he has a unique vision for the overall situation. Now Anne wants him, and so does Grand. Who knows who else might be coveting this gem in secret? The best strategy right now may just be to win his heart.

By the time Weirbo returned to the training field, Grand had already left early. He only saw a group of staggering logistics soldiers and a bunch of guys spewing saliva around Feng Yi, constantly chatting.

Weirbo watched quietly for a while and saw that Instructor Feng was always in the lead. In his conversations with the students, his occasional bodily movements always elicited laughter... his perfectly timed encouragements were never lacking in humor. He seemed to have become an indispensable driving force for this team. Whenever a student asked anything military-related, he explained it in the most straightforward and understandable way.

In the beginning, everyone simply obeyed Feng Yi because of his personal qualities. As they spent more time together, these people seemed to gradually become charmed by Feng Yi's character. Even Balun, with his ruffian temperament, didn't mind being the brunt of a few jokes. He found that the feeling wasn't bad.

Feng Yi even made a specific joke to him: "Balun, aren't you going to check what's in the storage capsule?"

Under the intense gazes of everyone, Balun appeared to be quite smug. He promptly opened the foldable storage capsule, and everyone simultaneously stepped back a meter. With a pop, a box full of beverages appeared.

Damn! It turns out he has been tricked. Balun regretted it deeply. Amid everyone's laughter, his drinks were plundered in a matter of seconds. The rest of the squad leaders refused to open their storage capsules. Whatever was inside was hard-won and valuable. It must not be shared.

Many girls have begun to harbor different feelings for this humorous and talkative instructor. Some of the bolder ones even began to unabashedly tease Feng Yi by lifting his chin. Feng Yi seemed nonchalant: "What, are you interested in me?"

Hearing this, the girl froze, her face turned red, and then she ran away in a panic. It turned out she was just a kitten, not a threat at all.

Before long, the team's call to assemble was sounded. Weirbo, who had been watching for a long time, finally came over with an unchanged smile. Upon seeing the thunderometer, Feng Yi refused to accept it. It's not that the thunderometer isn't attractive, but with his AI, Eggy, he doesn't need it. As the saying goes, one who accepts a gift loses his liberty. This old man has too many hidden intentions. Feng Yi insisted on refusing.

"Take it, these are limited in quantity for each military region. With it, your training will be twice as effective."

"I don't want."

"Take."

"No."

Alas, Weirbo insisted on pushing it over, claiming that as long as he stays in Wind Thunder during the training camp, he should not be abducted by other officers. Especially when the military region sends orders to let people out and offers various superior conditions, he must not agree. He can handle the rest. If there is any personal wish, he can propose it to him. The old man assures that he still has some say.

Feng Yi thought about it for a moment, seeing that he had no choice, reluctantly accepted it, somewhat moved within. As for the training camp, he wouldn't leave if they asked him to. Since he took on the responsibility as an instructor, he should be responsible for the students. This old fox thinks too much. However, Weirbo's last sentence aroused Feng Yi's curiosity.

"Headmaster, what do you mean by personal wishes?"

"Silly boy, wherever you want to go in Wind Thunder, you can choose. With me, the old guy around, I'll give you privileged access."

"Ah?" Feng Yi was stunned. What had he done? Or did the dean, this old confused man, take the wrong medicine? If he can go anywhere, naturally he would choose Mecha Modification Center and Technical Experiment Pavilion. Feng Yi loves Mecha and likes to play with some weird things. This is a habit developed from a young age on the Colonial Planet. He asked, "Does that include the Mecha Modification Center and the Wind Thunder Technical Experiment Pavilion?"

The headmaster was also taken aback, his jaw dropping enough to fit an egg... Last time, Doctor Rhine's incident was still unresolved. If he found out that this kid was the Destroyer of the interrogation equipment, he would definitely have it out with him. The Technical Experiment Pavilion is not a place anyone can just enter. Even the secrecy system of the Mecha Modification Center has reached the A-level. Weirbo regretted it right away, sighing, "The Mecha Modification Center is not impossible, but the Technical Experiment Pavilion... that's a bit tough."

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