Reborn genius pharmacist

Chapter 149 Hundred Clans Challenge (5)
"Ah?" The fourth child who fell on the ground was dumbfounded. Isn't the patriarch too ruthless?
When they were asked to practice scroll attacks, they weren't so strict?
After thinking about it, he still gritted his teeth and got up from the ground.

If he ran another [-] meters, wouldn't it be strange if he didn't die?

Mo Lin was so strict, he was really a little afraid, and felt that Mo Lin was too cold-blooded for the first time.

After rolling and climbing for a long time, only the eldest among the quintuplets ran back before lunch.

The other four, they breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, only the boss completed the task, the four of them should be exempt from punishment, right?After all, even the soldiers can't handle it, let alone the two mages.

"You four, run another [-] meters and finish it before dinner, otherwise don't sleep tonight! If you can't run another [-] meters, I will continue to increase!" Mo Lin shouted coldly.

The other four were dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

Immediately, the boss went to Zhamabu, and put a row of sharp needles with a cold light underneath, and the other four couldn't help sweating. Fortunately, he was just running. Zhamabu is not an easy job. Standing for a few minutes is equivalent to running. After a long distance, the needles are still placed underneath, won't they be stabbed to death?

In case the vital part was poked...they trembled.

In order to prevent themselves from running another [-] meters, the four of them desperately used their remaining strength to complete the task by crawling.

When they came back, the boss was ready to eat and sleep. They were covered in sweat, and their steps were as slow as snails, not to mention how tired they were.After standing still for a few seconds, Mo Lin gave orders to start zipping!

"Patriarch, please spare us! How can we persevere? We just ran [-] meters!" The fifth child couldn't hold back anymore, and said, "The fourth child and I are both mages, and we can persist in running for two Ten thousand meters is hard to come by, and you still have to step on the horse, and then put a needle in the bottom, and you will be disabled if you don't die!"

"It's enough to stand for two hours." Mo Lin said coldly, "If I find out I'm lazy, I'll add another hour."

She turned and left resolutely, leaving the four of them with bitter faces.

Ordinary people can walk for 10 minutes, which is equivalent to running 1000 meters. If it takes two hours, how long have they run?

Isn't this killing people?
After half an hour, the fourth child couldn't hold on anymore, his legs were weak, and his eyes were full of stars.

Does the patriarch really want to kill them?
He looked left and right for a long time, but there seemed to be no one around, so he let out a breath, took a few steps forward, and fell directly to the ground to rest.

Regardless of whether the mud was sticking to his body or the weeds were all over his head, he just thought that he just needed to rest for a while.

"Fourth, add an hour."

The cruel voice filled his ears like a magic voice, and the fourth child almost fainted.

He tremblingly continued to zigzag, and someone beside him couldn't hold on anymore, and fell to the ground with a "plop". Although he avoided the needle, one of them pierced his buttocks, and he heard screams again and again.

Mo Lin didn't stay long, and left, leaving the four of them behind.

"What did we do wrong? Is the patriarch trying to kill us?" The man who was stabbed by the needle complained, and pulled the needle from his thigh, blood stains.

Fortunately, it wasn't pierced, only a few inches of flesh and blood were inserted, but just like that, he was already grimacing in pain.

"Stand up, or you will be fined for another hour." The third child cried sadly.

Finally, the cruel day passed, as long as a century.

They were as tired as dogs. When they came back, they ate several big bowls of rice and fell down on the bed to sleep without even taking a bath.

Day three.

I thought there would be more brutal training, but fortunately, it was just the same as yesterday, running [-] meters and zama stepping for two hours.

Even so, half of their lives were killed yesterday. If they really live this kind of life every day, how can they live?

Mo Lin ordered the other clansmen not to approach or help. Every morning, the clansmen could see the sweaty quintuplets running, and each of them just watched sympathetically from a distance.

The sun was getting hotter and hotter, and the quintuplets who continued to run ran to the high mountains and continued to run into the family territory.

The fourth child couldn't help it, and started to complain: "How can the patriarch do this? Masters don't compete with physical strength!"

"Shut up, you kid!" The boss said angrily, "The patriarch originally thought about three hours of walking, but because he was considerate of us, it was reduced to two hours."

"Oh." The fourth child replied in a low voice.

Still muttering in my heart, what's the big deal, if the patriarch is really so kind, will he die if he loses one more hour?
Fourth day, fifth day...

Time passed quickly. In the past few days, they were often punished for extra running tens of thousands of meters, and Mo Lin didn't show mercy. She didn't give them a chance to be lenient or forgive. They could only resign themselves to their fate and work harder.

On the eighth day, they had fully adapted to the devilish life, and were able to run [-] meters before lunch, and persisted until they could not fall down.

Mo Lin didn't increase the difficulty, because she knew that proper coercion and exercise were okay, but if it was too much, the gain would outweigh the loss.

On the ninth day, the quintuplets ran [-] meters as usual, and they were able to come back without crawling, which is a rare improvement.

But this progress, the hardships and despair involved, are difficult for outsiders to understand.

How many times, they thought about giving up, how many times, they told themselves, they are already old, why should they work hard like a young man?
But when they saw the disappointed and indifferent eyes of Mo Lin, who was standing and monitoring under the sun, their feet seemed to surge with strength, and they took one step at a time, insisting on the [-]-meter journey.

They still knew in their hearts that Mo Lin must have her reasons for doing this.

She could go to the side to be lazy and enjoy the shade, but she didn't follow them from front to back and supervise them.

It's like when she asked them to learn the five-element aura attack on the scroll, as long as they persist, maybe there will be more progress.

Gritting his teeth, the boss took a step forward. Behind him were four brothers, sweat dripping all over the floor.

One day, on a scorching afternoon.

"Where is the patriarch? Haven't seen her recently?" Lao Wu asked while running.

During their devil training during this period, they only ran 5000 meters now, and even the mages among them could not breathe without heartbeat.

"I'm going to participate in the Hundred Clans Challenge, you kid, don't think about being lazy, if the patriarch finds out, you may be punished later. The patriarch is really hard." Temper, want to be lazy.

The fifth child had no choice but to let out a sigh of frustration, and continued to run forward.

(End of this chapter)