The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 491 Elimination and Candidates
This side.

The ink makers were incredibly busy with this innovative project.

that side.

The entrance exams for the students at the military academy had entered their second day.

Yesterday's 100-mile forced march caused more than fifty people to vomit, but they all gritted their teeth and persevered.

This morning.

Incredible!

The limbs look like they were bought.

It doesn't match the original body!

Unfortunately, in this place, no one will listen even if you cry for your parents!
After finally making it to the second temporary camp, more than fifty students from local administrative offices who had used connections applied to withdraw.

They all wore masks of pain:

"I can't take it anymore, I really can't take it!"

"Two days is the limit. If we weren't worried about running out of supplies along the way, we wouldn't have made it to this camp!"

"I want to drop out of school! Whoever loves this school can go! I can't stand it at all!"

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The spoiled rich kids from Shangdu looked at each other.

They were just hoping someone would be the first to announce they were giving up, so they could follow suit.

I would rather die than be the first deserter.

The thousand people from Kansai watched silently as the fifty-odd weaklings so easily gave up their chance to enroll, feeling a surge of disdain.

I'm also happy for the team members who stayed on the waiting list at Hepingguan.

They'd love for the remaining thousand-plus people to all give up!

It seems like I just closed my eyes, and before I knew it, it was dawn again.

On the third day of the entrance exam, the muscle soreness index had almost reached the limit of what the human body could bear.

Today, as if in response to the students' feelings, the sky brought the first heavy snowfall of the year.

There was heavy wind and snow.

Walking became increasingly difficult.

Less than an hour after they set off, more than 300 people had fallen behind the main force.

As they walked, they heard the sound of camel bells.

A mobile home passed by from behind.

The carriage window was pushed open, and a man in his thirties poked his head out of the carriage:

“Young men, it’s still over 700 li to Hami City. If you can’t walk, don’t push yourselves! Just give me a shout, my camel cart is spacious enough to hold at least twenty people if you squeeze in!”

The students, exhausted to the point of collapse, were too preoccupied with the enormous object to even marvel at it or express their curiosity.

We are currently taking an exam.

Hitchhiking is equivalent to cheating.

Not only will their admission be revoked, but the entire military will also be notified!

Seeing that they remained unmoved, the middle-aged man on the camel cart clicked his tongue a few times.

"Oh dear, if you suffer these hardships today, you'll suffer endless hardships in the future! We don't know what you'll learn at the military academy, but we know all too well how the General of the West's personal guard is trained!"

This level of training happens every month, in the coldest and hottest winters, and often involves being thrown into uninhabited deserts and grasslands to fight packs of wolves and bears.

The students, already exhausted, nearly died on the spot after hearing the middle-aged man's words.

Those who were timid turned around and ran towards Hepingguan.

There are also those who are incredibly savvy but have sharp minds.

Why should strangers open their hearts to us? The more people say this school is bad, the more I want to see what's really going on!

Keep going, keep going, even if it breaks your legs!
As long as you don't die, you'll be a hero again once you come back to life!
After that, they would occasionally encounter kind pedestrians who wanted to help them, and some even brought fragrant dried meat and milk skin to feed them.

Some people couldn't resist the temptation and thought that if they secretly ate a little, no one would find out.

As a result, by the third day of the exam, more than 500 people had already been eliminated.

Among these people, the wealthy and powerful from the capital city and those with connections to the local provincial administration each accounted for half.

The students from Kansai and those from ordinary families who were physically fit and sent by various provincial administrations have passed the most difficult third day and have begun to adapt.

The Academic Affairs Office of the First Military Academy in Kansai.

Xue Yangyan, the vice principal of the school (a fifth-rank official in the Ministry of War), and a group of teachers looked at the elimination list in their hands and felt a pang of pain in their teeth.

The list included many names they knew or were familiar with.

Some teachers couldn't help but feel sorry for them:
"These kids still don't understand how precious this spot is! They don't know what it means to survive these ten days? With the firearms the academy is currently equipped with, three thousand men are enough to overthrow the Hu people's capital!"

Some people defended these eliminated individuals:

"They're already working so hard, why would the principal send people to lure them into breaking the rules on the street? Most of them are minors, their minds are unsettled, it's perfectly normal for them to be tricked!"

The instructors at the Vanguard Battalion, however, thought differently:
"There's an old saying that you can tell what a person will be like at three years old! At fourteen or fifteen, they're old enough to go to the battlefield and kill the enemy, so how could they be so fickle? The reason they were fooled is because they didn't remember the rules of this entrance exam."

"We all know those people, and they can't even walk a hundred miles a day after only a few years in Shangdu? I bet their uncles and fathers got promoted and given titles, so they've become arrogant! If this continues..."

What will happen if we go down?

The father is a hero, the son is a coward!

Perhaps their fathers also realized the seriousness of the problem.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have gone to such lengths to fight for her son.

The instructors from the Vanguard Camp remarked:
"The feng shui in our Kansai region is still the best! The wealth here is no less than that of Shangdu, and the boys in my family are all very ambitious."

Our general's eldest son, at a young age, entered Qingshan Academy and had to go to the school every morning and evening to practice his physical fitness.

The children of other generals followed suit; the boys were all capable, and the girls were all literate and had a skill!

Teachers: Another day of envying Kansai.
Zuo Chijun, who was being talked about as a role model, was completely unaware of it.

He was the focus of attention for everyone at Qingshan Academy, from the headmaster to the teachers.

Over the years, he went from being a poor student to a top student.

The reason they are called "little academic geniuses" is because there are "great academic geniuses" like Yuantong (a famous Chinese company) as a reference.

There are barriers between people's minds.

For geniuses, reading is effortless.

Yuantong, who was ten years old, was half a year younger than Zuo Chijun, and his education started two years later than Zuo Chijun's.

But their achievements already make them outstanding students at Qingshan Academy, and they are the darlings of all the teachers.

If it weren't for the fact that Gan Mingfu, the imperial son-in-law, was Fang Molin's last disciple...

Fang Molin even wanted to take on another disciple.

In his words, this child was born to study; while other smart children could apply what they learned to other situations, he could apply what he learned to four or five different situations.

If the child weren't so young, he would have been on the list of candidates for the next imperial examination.

Being constantly outshone by his genius and academically gifted friends, Zuo Chijun's skin grew thicker and thicker every day.

Anyway, we don't push our kids too hard at home.

He grew up tired but happy.

It's not that I don't want to be lazy, but I have to set an example for my third and fourth children.

The General of the Western Garrison's mansion does not employ idlers.

Even in the dead of winter, his older brother has to go out to work.