Technological practice: leading the human race to the stars

Chapter 27 Elite Training Camp

The Elite Training Camp is a world-leading training hall jointly created by China and the martial arts hall, aiming to cultivate top warriors for humans to resist the threat of source beasts.

The training camp adheres to strict selection criteria, limiting the age of participants to no more than 18 years old, and only those who rank among the top 5% in both the Chinese literature and martial arts examinations will be favored.

Speaking of Jing'an No. 1 Middle School's top class, it is undoubtedly an important channel for supplying high-quality students to the elite training camp.

However, even in such an excellent class, only a handful of students can enter the training camp every year. This is enough to prove that the threshold of the elite training camp is high and the selection is strict.

Yuanze, the former leader of the top class of Jing'an No. 1 Middle School, has now got off the plane and boarded a direct train to the training camp.

In his hand was the electronic leaflet that was distributed when he got on the bus, which clearly stated the final assessment location of this training camp - the Misty Jungle, a place with extremely harsh conditions.

"If you forget the battle, you will be in danger!"

The instructor interrupted Yuanze's thoughts and sternly urged the new students in front of him, his voice revealing unquestionable majesty.

"Remember these four words!" He looked around, his eyes sharp as a knife, "This is definitely not a place for you to play around. If you naively think that once you step through this threshold, you can easily become the so-called 'superior', then I tell you, you are totally wrong!"

The instructor's words were powerful and shook the hearts of every new student. His eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, making people dare not slack off or have any illusions.

"This is a battlefield to hone your will and refine your skills. It is a furnace for forging true warriors. If you want to become truly strong, you must abandon all distractions and devote yourself to the next training."

Yuanze looked carefully at the instructor in the car.

He wore a red beret and was tall and strong, like a statue made of steel, with every inch of his muscles full of strength and explosive power.

His face was resolute, but the most striking thing was the striking scar on his face. It snaked down from the outside of his left eye to his jaw, like a bolt of lightning, adding a bit of ferocity and vicissitudes to him. This scar, like a badge of his battle history, witnessed his bravery and indomitable spirit.

"The Elite Training Camp, as its name suggests, is a place where all of you who are recruited are the best young people in the world, and are the best in your respective regions. But your identities are worthless here, because the Elite Training Camp only looks at your strength and results."

"The following training will be very rigorous, and you must muster all your courage and perseverance. If you feel that you can't do it, the vehicle will return and leave in a while. The only thing you have to do is to be prepared to accept the ridicule of others; if you choose to stay, you must meet the challenge and become a true elite!"

The instructor's words echoed in everyone's ears, with determination and encouragement. His words were like a fire, igniting the fighting spirit deep in everyone's heart.

Yuan Ze felt a strong sense of urgency, because he knew he was involved in a huge crisis. Every moment that passed was like a countdown to his death, reminding him that he must always stay vigilant and be prepared to deal with the upcoming unknown challenges.

However, Yuanze soon relaxed again, because this transport vehicle slowly driving towards the elite training camp was his last leisure time and his final farewell to his peaceful life.

The vehicle slowly stopped. Yuanze pushed open the door, got out, and looked up at the gate of the elite training camp.

A huge and beautiful whale dragon sculpture is suspended in the air. The deep blue color, which should be a symbol of tranquility and beauty, now seems to have turned into a darkness that devours everything.

This made everyone immersed in every surge of the sea water, telling everyone the secrets and dangers hidden in its depths. They seemed to see those huge marine creatures, flashing cold light in the darkness, swimming and hunting silently.

This aura instantly shocked almost all the new students present, and only a few of them remained calm.

"This is just a sculpture by the sculptor Gao Jun. Don't act like you haven't seen the world before." The instructor looked at the group of immature students and smiled. "I forgot to mention that I am also your chief instructor for this year. My name is Jack Crowther. You can call me Instructor Scar."

"Report, Instructor Scar, why is this sculpture so scary?" said a little fat man who looked vulnerable.

"The horn of this sculpture was a beast king in the ocean when he was alive, with great intelligence and strength. He was hunted by the martial arts hall director and Mr. A, and is used as a decoration to inspire the students." The students below were talking about it, lamenting the horror of the beast king-level existence, which still had such a powerful aura even after death.

"Also, starting from next month, each of you will receive a ranking at the end of each month. Students who rank in the bottom 10% for three consecutive months will be sent back to the corresponding university."

"What? There's still elimination at the end!" Some new students were a little incredulous, but Yuanze seemed quite calm, as he had already heard about this from He Can's parents.

"Next time, please report before you speak! Just like that little fat guy just now!" Crowther shouted at the students, "This is already a very merciful system. Can you kneel down and beg for mercy when facing the source beast?"

"Next, follow me." Crowther ordered the students.

The group of people could only drag their luggage and follow Instructor Scar.

This training camp is more like a large military agency city than a training camp.

In addition to the standard training grounds, there are also large areas of self-sufficient farming. Compared with the prosperous machinery city, although there are fewer tall buildings here, there are more majestic pagodas, exuding a solemn and mysterious atmosphere.

The training camp brought together top students from all over the world. They came from different countries and nationalities, but everyone's face was full of determination and perseverance.

"These are all official trainees who have been in the camp for more than a year, totaling about 1000 people. Once you pass the final assessment of this year listed on the flyer, you can also become official trainees."

"The five pagodas here are special training rooms with different functional divisions. They are also one of the important indicators that determine your monthly ranking. As for the specific functions, you are left to discover them. Over there is the accommodation area..."

"That's all for today." Crowther glanced at the information on his watch and stopped the tour and explanation. "Gather at the playground at six o'clock tomorrow morning to continue familiarizing yourself with the environment."

As soon as he finished speaking, Crowther kicked the ground, and the shoes under his feet turned into a jet board and flew away.

A moment later, Crowther landed steadily in a remote camp of the training camp.

As he entered the camp, he saw the slender silhouette in the shadows.

"Crowther, what do you think of the new recruits?" A figure slowly walked out from the corner with an elusive smile on his face.

"Head coach, isn't it like this every year?" Crowther paused for a moment, thinking of something. "That student named Yuan Ze is quite interesting. He was not intimidated by the whale dragon horn, and he was calm and mature in the face of the elimination system. The next one is the little fat boy Ji..."

"That's enough, let's confirm it." The head coach interrupted his answer and threw a photo at him. "The higher-ups asked you to keep a close eye on him, is that ok?"

Crowther took the photo, took a look at it and agreed.

The head coach walked out from the shadows. Her face was as white and translucent as finely carved porcelain, revealing a noble and elegant beauty. Then, she added in an almost threatening tone:
"Don't forget your subordinates."

"I know they are on a very dangerous mission."

The head coach said nothing, looked at Crowther meaningfully, and left the camp.

Clauser watched the head coach leave, then took out a group photo from his arms and looked at the people in it. They were not only subordinates, but also comrades-in-arms who were as close as brothers. They had experienced the ups and downs together and had a deep friendship. This relationship had long surpassed the simple relationship between superiors and subordinates.

"Ugh……"

(End of this chapter)