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Wang Aiguo looked at the monk with a puzzled expression and didn't know what to say for a moment.

The monk stretched out his fist, staring intently at Wang Aiguo, seemingly waiting for some kind of response from him.

"Agreement? Agreement on what?" Wang Aiguo asked, tilting his head in confusion.

"If I am gone one day, will you protect this country for me?" The monk smiled as he looked at Wang Aiguo.

Wang Aiguo stared at the martial monk for a full half minute before he came to his senses.

"You fucking took advantage of me!" Wang Aiguo roared in anger.

The monk was stunned. Wang Aiguo's answer was not what he had expected.

"Wait a minute, let me sort this out. Why did you give such a strange answer? In this atmosphere, should I give such an answer?" The monk withdrew his fist and covered his head. At this moment, he felt that his head and eyes were throbbing. He never expected that Wang Aiguo would give him such a strange answer.

Wang Aiguo, regaining his composure, roared angrily, "You still say you're not taking advantage of me? Wasn't that what you said at the conferment ceremony? Damn it, you're fine with inheriting your father's dream, but now you want me to inherit yours, and you still say you're not taking advantage of me?"

The monk was completely dumbfounded. Wang Aiguo's thinking was a bit out of line. Why would he connect it to the conferment ceremony? If you put it that way, it seemed like he was really trying to take advantage of Wang Aiguo, but the problem was that he really didn't mean to take advantage of Wang Aiguo.

According to the monk, if his son were to end up like Wang Aiguo, he would rather strangle him and have another child.

Clutching his head, the monk said with a pained expression, "Wait a minute, wait a minute, that's not what I meant. Okay, okay, let me put it another way: if I'm gone, can you continue to protect this country for me?"

"What do you mean by protecting this country for you? I'm a soldier too. I'd be willing to go through fire and water for my country even without you telling me... Well, I guess so." Halfway through his sentence, Wang Aiguo suddenly asked himself a question, and then he hesitated subconsciously.

To be fair, although he understood that a soldier should obey the Party's command and be brave and fearless, he asked himself if he would have the courage to step forward fearlessly in a situation like that of the battalion commander.

Although he often says he wants to become an excellent soldier, he's essentially just fulfilling the contract he signed with his father. Perhaps during these three years, he'll do everything he can to contribute to the military and leave no regrets. But after three years, he'll still leave the army and return to his comfortable life.

The monk looked at Wang Aiguo and didn't know what expression to make. Wang Aiguo's first sentence was powerful and resounding, but he suddenly lost all confidence in the second half.

The fact that such a contradictory statement came out of Wang Aiguo's mouth was surprisingly not abrupt at all. To be honest, even the martial monks didn't know why.

"Wow, you really are a contradictory person. You don't seem like a soldier at all, yet some people think you're very well-suited to this place."

"Me, adapt to this place? Are you crazy?" Wang Aiguo rolled his eyes and said speechlessly.

The monk stared at Wang Aiguo for a long time, then smiled and raised his fist again, saying, "But I still hope you can promise me that if I really pass away, you must help me fulfill my father's wish and protect this country."

The monk said those words again, and this time Wang Aiguo felt much better, but he still felt strange.

What do you mean by "he's gone"? What do you mean by "helping him fulfill his father's wish"? These words always make people feel sad.

"Alright, alright, what are you doing? It's just being a soldier, don't make it sound like you're going to the battlefield and never coming back. Wait... you got selected?"

Suddenly, Wang Aiguo seemed to realize something, and then stared wide-eyed at the monk.

The monk was packing his things, and given what he said, it seemed he was about to leave. But since everyone hadn't been assigned to units yet, there was only one possibility: the monk had been selected for the physical fitness test that Grandpa Bi had mentioned earlier.

The monk smiled and nodded: "Yes."

"You... what unit were you assigned to?" Wang Aiguo asked nervously. Although he hadn't known the monk for long, they had been through thick and thin together for five months. It was impossible for them not to have some feelings for each other.

It was precisely because of his feelings that Wang Aiguo felt a pang of sadness upon hearing the monk's words.

The monk shook his head and said, "I can't say."

Wang Aiguo: "..."

"Why are you being so sentimental about not being able to say it? It's like you're giving your last words. I thought I was going to collect your ashes. And then you just say you can't say it. If you can't say it, get lost, damn it." After saying that, Wang Aiguo ignored the monk's outstretched fist, cursed, and turned to leave the luggage room to go back to his room to sleep.

The monk stood alone in the baggage room, staring blankly at the empty space in front of his fist, utterly speechless.

After a long while, the monk shook his head and withdrew his fist.

……

That afternoon, Wang Aiguo, unusually, didn't sleep well because, although he hadn't accepted the monk's promise, the monk's words seemed to linger in his mind.

The monk returned quickly, but this time he didn't say much.

Wang Aiguo originally thought that even if the monk was going to leave, he would only be a few days earlier than everyone else. But in reality, the monk left the day after the New Year's Day holiday ended.

Everyone was shocked when the monks left with their luggage.

It was at this moment that Wang Aiguo realized something: the monk hadn't told anyone else about this; it seemed that only he knew about it.

"Three hundred, aren't you going to see me off?" The monk, carrying large and small bags of luggage, was about to leave when he suddenly turned around and looked at Wang Aiguo.

Wang Aiguo was taken aback when he heard Shen Long's voice in his ear.

"Then Wang Aiguo should see the warrior monk off."

"Okay." And so Wang Aiguo helped the monk carry the two large bags out of the building.

There was already a car waiting for the monks outside the building, but it wasn't a green pickup truck or a Wuling Hongguang; it was an off-road vehicle, a Warrior off-road vehicle.

Ordinary soldiers wouldn't be qualified to ride in such a vehicle, but the martial monk rode in it, which shows just how terrifying the unit he was in must have been.

"Aiguo, are you still unwilling to agree to my request?" The monk stopped in front of the car, staring intently at Wang Aiguo.

"Where exactly are you going?" Wang Aiguo asked in return.

The monk shook his head and said, "A place without a name, without a code, and where no one can even know about it."

"Oh, so it's not safe if you don't know anything? Why are you making such a safe place feel like a life-or-death situation? Get lost already." Wang Aiguo said irritably, and threw the monk's luggage directly into the trunk of the car.