Father, you've been drafted four times already, please spare us!

"Hehe, brimming with vitality, everything is flourishing!"

Zhang Zheng, a native of Henan, was speaking with a Zhejiang accent at this moment.

"Old Ge, hurry up, keep submitting applications. With Chen Nian around, I'm going to crush them!"

Old Ge glanced at him sideways:

"You're still as cunning as ever. Chen Nian took the blame for everything, while you reaped all the benefits. Go ahead and play the game; who can outmaneuver you!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zheng was somewhat startled and immediately jumped up and shouted:

"You're talking nonsense! Do you know how much I paid for this?"

"Do you know what conditions I agreed to?"

"Hmph, everything he's doing now is only to be expected!"

Old Ge was also curious upon hearing this. He hadn't heard the two negotiating their terms earlier, but judging from Zhang Zheng's reaction afterward, he must have paid a heavy price. As for what that price was...

"Old Zhang, what exactly did you agree to?"

A flicker of pain crossed Zhang Zheng's face, followed by a blush.

"Wait, why are you blushing?"

Old Ge looked like he'd seen a ghost.

"Hey, what do you know? It's none of your business!"

Zhang Zheng kept humming and hawing, refusing to speak no matter how Lao Ge asked.

On the training ground.

"Dad Chen, why are so many people here!"

The recruits in the first platoon finally finished running five kilometers. During the run, they had been running blindly with their eyes closed, relying entirely on the nylon rope around their waists for direction. Now, with so many people suddenly appearing on the training ground, the recruits were quite surprised.

"Who knows? Maybe she just has too much energy!"

Chen Nian casually replied, then called out, "Alright, forget about everyone else, do some stretching, and then two sets of push-ups later, one command, one movement!"

"Ah! Father Chen, if you want my life, just take it, instead of torturing my fragile body like this!"

"Dad Chen, please have mercy and spare my life!"

The recruits kept working with their hands while letting out cries of pain.

"Heh, you guys are nothing compared to what I was doing when I first joined the special forces..."

Chen Nian stopped abruptly halfway through his speech.

"Special forces?"

"Dad Chen, was your former unit the special forces?"

Chen Nian waved his hand:

"What special forces? I said platoon!"

"You guys are so weak! Running five kilometers and you've already damaged your ears!"

"Five kilometers, I love you!"

"I'll miss you terribly if you don't run for a day!"

Chen Nian's voice was gradually drowned out by the shouts of slogans.

"Heh, these guys are really interesting!"

Chen Nian curled his lip and handed the new recruits over to Wang Shifeng:

"Wang Ma, why don't you lead them in doing some push-ups or something!"

"I'm just taking a stroll!"

"Okay, Dad Chen!"

"Eh..."

The two of them ended up hurting each other.

As soon as Chen Nian left, the new recruits yelled at the soft-hearted Wang Shifeng:

"Wang Ma, can we rest a little longer?"

Wang Shifeng's face had a kind expression, yes, a kind expression.

"good!"

"Wang Ma Wan..."

"Push up, one command, one movement!"

"one!"

"what!"

"Wang Ma, you have no martial ethics!"

Chen Nian left for no other reason than Xie Fei had already become his disciple, so naturally, he, as the master, had to impart some of the Burning Technique to him.

"Wow, you're done running?"

Xie Fei dragged and pulled the whole class through the five kilometers, and he was completely exhausted.

"Nian, Brother Nian!"

Xie Fei forced himself to stand up.

"Hehe, are you tired?"

Chen Nian patted Xie Fei on the shoulder.

"good."

Xie Fei didn't want to lose face in front of Chen Nian, even though his face had now become nothing more than a shoe insole.

"It's alright, I'm not tired!"

"Take this and come with me!"

Chen Nian removed the two sandbags from his wrists.

"sandbag?"

"Brother Nian, don't tell me you brought sandbags and led new recruits on a five-kilometer run!"

Xie Fei stared blankly at the sandbag in his arms, completely dumbfounded.

No, is this even human?

Chen Nian smiled but didn't say anything. He bent down, picked up the nylon rope that Xie Fei hadn't untied yet, and tied it around his waist.

"I just trained new recruits, now I'll train you!"

"My legs feel weak; I feel like a piece of duckweed, ready to fall over at the slightest breeze!"

"Furthermore, if you lack stamina, you won't excel at any project!"

Xie Fei glanced at the sandbag, then at the rope that Chen Nian had tied up, and then swallowed hard.

"Brother Nian, can I have a break?"

Chen Nian frowned slightly and tilted his head to look at Xie Fei:

"If it works, it works; if it doesn't, it doesn't!"

"What do you mean by 'take a break'?"

We're all grown up now, so we all understand what that means as soon as it's said.

Xie Fei's face flushed red, and he gritted his teeth:

"OK!"

"I promise I'll keep up with you!"

Chen Nian smiled but didn't say anything, but in Xie Fei's eyes, that smile was no less than the smile of Satan.

"Brother Nian, don't laugh, I'm scared!"

Twenty seconds later.

"Brother Nian, this is a 5km race, not a 400m obstacle course!"

"Brother Nian, what do you mean by 'feeling like flying'?"

"Brother Nian, I think I look too cute!"

"Brother Nian, I see a cow and a horse!"

"Pfft!"

"Holy crap!"

Chen Nian exclaimed in surprise, "Xie Fei is really entertaining!" Chen Nian laughed, but then choked on his own breath.

But he quickly adjusted his breathing and forcefully suppressed the excruciating pain caused by the side stitch.

"Stop bluffing, okay? Running five kilometers is nothing compared to what I'm being asked to do!"

"Don't let your feet wander!"

"Keep your steps steady!"

"Adjust your breathing; your breathing is erratic!"

Chen Nian kept correcting Xie Fei's minor mistakes.

"Your body is at its limit right now. If you can pull through, you'll break through your bottleneck; if you can't, all the suffering you've endured will have been for nothing!"

The wind filled Xie Fei's ears, and his whole body floated up and down, just like a duckweed in the wind.

"Brother Nian, it's already light out!"

Xie Fei sensed that something was wrong with him and immediately closed his eyes.

Chen Nian also felt the rope around his waist tightening, but he still didn't stop. He knew that Xie Fei was facing a hurdle, and once he got through it, he would succeed.

No, and there will be no breakthroughs in the future, because no one has the courage to challenge their own limits again.

"Xie Fei!"

Chen Nian roared angrily.

"Hey! Brother Nian, what's wrong?"

Hearing that Xie Fei could still reply, Chen Nian felt much more at ease.

Zhang Zheng sent him to train soldiers, not to ruin them.

"Hang in there, just a little longer!"

"Two laps left!"

Beside the track, a squad of new recruits exclaimed in surprise:

"I'm going! How many is that? Two more laps and it'll be another five kilometers!"

"No wonder Chen's dad could take on four opponents without being at a disadvantage; he's really awesome!"

"Stop nagging! Your father Chen is so strong, and he trains so hard. Look at you guys!"

"Come on, get ready for push-ups!"

The new recruits lost their temper and obediently stood there.

"Old Wang, call the medical team!"

"Hurry up!"

Fearing something might happen to Xie Fei, Chen Nian had Wang Shifeng prepare a medical team in advance to ensure Xie Fei's safety as soon as he got off the track.

"Xie Fei, if you can't even handle this, you should retire next year. Don't embarrass the military!"

Upon hearing this, Xie Fei roared in anger:

"Retreat? I'm not retreating!"

"I'm going to join the special forces! I'm going to take Chen Nian down with me!"