What's wrong with building a steel torrent in a dungeon?

However, these races all lived in remote areas of Orila, had little communication with the outside world, and were very xenophobic themselves, so Fran couldn't recruit them even if she wanted to.

As for common monsters like slimes, ogres, and elementals, since their intelligence was still far behind that of the demons, they could not even pass the screening. Therefore, the 500 warriors she finally recruited were all from the three common races in Aurora City.

Among these 500 people, Fran also planted a spy of her own.

This person was none other than Vanessa, the vampire messenger who was kept back by Fran using not very bright means.

Fran wanted to be the first to know the news in the team, to know whether the training intensity was too heavy, whether the food was sufficient, etc. So she had to place such a person.

Vanessa was naturally full of complaints about this decision.

I am a dignified vampire envoy and a warrior with a rank (although only the third rank), but I have to pretend to be an ordinary person to train? How embarrassing! Fran didn't waste any words with her and directly posted the agreement between the two. Vanessa could only pout and succumb to Fran's tyranny.

After the soldiers arrived, training began quickly, and the entire camp was filled with loud voices.

The instructors in charge of the training are all Fran's guards.

When they were in the Demon Realm, these guards had experienced Fran's "unique" training method, and they were already familiar with this method, so training others was naturally a piece of cake.

To put it bluntly, the training method "invented" by Fran is what I consider military training!

Military orders are as heavy as a mountain, and they must be obeyed. These are the cornerstones of an army. In Fran's opinion, these are even more important and fundamental than the skills to kill the enemy!

At first, Vanessa looked down on the so-called training. After all, she was a third-level warrior. Although her strength was not outstanding (otherwise she would not have been sent to run errands), she still had a rank! This meant that both her physical fitness and mental strength far exceeded that of ordinary people!

Fran recruited ordinary people with no rank (or at most only the first rank), so Vanessa, as a "high-ranking" strongman, could easily beat others. Not to mention that she had received formal military training. In terms of combat experience, she was even confident that she could defeat the instructor!

Look at me, Fran! You made me look bad! I will make you look bad too!

Since you asked me to pretend to be an ordinary person! Then I will use my ordinary identity to show my ability far beyond the instructor's level! Give your instructor a slap in the face! Let others also question the instructor! And then question you!

Vanessa had such an "evil" plan in her mind.

Chapter 26: The Temptation of Chicken Legs

However, when Vanessa was taken to the training ground, she found that things did not seem that simple.

This place is different from the training ground I know.

There were no training weapons or bows and arrows, no fighting ground, only wooden stakes! There was only a flat piece of land.

What is this for? Are they going to teach us how to plow the land?

While Vanessa was confused, several instructors dressed as soldiers came out. These instructors did not bring any weapons. They directly threatened the five hundred people, telling them that the next training would be very difficult and would become their nightmare.

Vanessa heard it, but her heart was full of disdain!

You haven't received any training, and yet you dare to talk about nightmares? You have never experienced a real nightmare!

After the instructors finished their harsh words, the training officially began!

These instructors did not teach them swordplay or archery, and certainly did not train them to plow the fields.

Throughout the entire day, the instructors only asked them to do one thing: practice standing.

But what does standing posture have to do with fighting? The training of this Lord Fran is simply a joke!

In Vanessa's opinion, this kind of training is too easy! It's even a nightmare! You really have never trained before. When she was training before, she had to hold a heavy sword and learn to chop every day. At the end of the day, her whole body was sore. Compared with now, that was real hell!

Of course, despite all the complaints, Vanessa didn't mind this "relaxed" training method. She just stood there all day and enjoyed herself.

However, Vanessa soon discovered that things were not that simple.

How could such a simple standing posture have so many complicated requirements?

Eyes should look straight ahead, shoulders should be level and not hunched, chest and abdomen should be pulled in, back should be straight, hands should be placed on both sides of thighs, legs should be taut and close together, toes should be separated, and so on.

After this operation, Vanessa felt that every inch of muscle in her body was exerting force. Within ten minutes, she felt her whole body starting to feel sore.

Vanessa, as a third-level warrior with better physical fitness than others, felt sore, and it was even harder for others! Before long, some people started to protest and their posture became crooked. But what greeted them was a fierce scolding from the instructor.

The instructors seemed to think that the requirements were not enough, so they found a lot of pieces of paper and placed them between the soldiers' legs, fingers, etc. As long as the pieces of paper fell down because they were not clamped tightly, they would be kicked hard by the instructors.

A morning finally passed, and Vanessa finally understood what it meant to feel like a year had passed.

Fortunately, it’s time to eat.

Pot of food was brought up one after another, and the whole training ground was suddenly filled with fragrance.

Everyone thought they could take a break, so they left the team cheering. However, they did not expect that this would lead to the instructor's angry rebuke.

"Did I tell you to go eat?" the instructor shouted angrily, "I told you! Even if you want to faint, you have to report it in advance and get my consent! Give me more training!!"

So, stimulated by the aroma, the soldiers trained for another half an hour.

The process of eating was also very particular. The instructor required them to form teams of ten, with each team standing in a line, holding rice bowls and going to get food one by one. Then they lined up and returned to the place where they had trained before to eat. The whole process required discipline! Discipline! And discipline!

This is too much! Eating a meal is so troublesome. Everyone's face was filled with anger but they dared not speak.

However, when they saw the content of the lunch, all their anger disappeared.

The main dish for lunch is thick porridge, but that’s not the point! The point is that there is an egg in the porridge as a side dish! And a few pieces of chicken!

These are eggs and meat! What Aurora City lacks most is food (of course the entire continent lacks food).

On weekdays, these ordinary monsters worry about their next meal after eating the previous one. Let alone meat, just being able to fill their stomachs is already very good. Only during festivals can they have an extra meal and eat a piece of meat!

Not to mention that the porridge is so thick!

You know, in the regular army, if the porridge has a little bit of rice flavor and the bread has less sawdust, it can be considered a conscientious meal! Unlike here, not only is the porridge thick, but there are no miscellaneous things in the bread, and there is even meat! Everyone wants to lick the plate clean, not to waste

Any soup.

Not to mention the rewards, these soldiers are willing to continue to endure this hell just for these few bites of meat.

After dinner and a short rest, the instructor announced an exciting news: the team with the best performance in the afternoon will receive an extra chicken leg as a reward at dinner.

Slurp!

When Vanessa heard the word "chicken leg", she felt many sips of saliva coming from her ears.

Under the temptation of food, the original anger disappeared!

In the afternoon, everyone started training with all their might, wishing they could use all their strength. Some soldiers even thought their instructors were not strict enough with them!

Just like that, a whole day of training came to an end! When the whistle for a break was heard, everyone collapsed to the ground, not even having the strength to move a finger.

Dinner was still as "sumptuous" as lunch, but everyone looked at the team that was selected as the best with envy, watching them chewing the big chicken drumsticks happily.

Vanessa's group unfortunately did not become the best team

She looked at the team next to her and her mouth watered. She had never realized that chicken legs could be so fragrant and so tempting!

I must work harder tomorrow! Vanessa thought subconsciously. But she soon found something wrong!

Didn't I come here to embarrass the instructors? How come I've started working so hard without realizing it? No, no! How can I, Vanessa, be defeated by a mere chicken drumstick?

But to be honest... this chicken leg is really delicious.

At night, Vanessa and other women were arranged to rest in a tent reserved for women.

Vanessa was a very clean person, and she would definitely take a shower after sweating all over. But now she was already exhausted, and even wanted to lie down on the bed, close her eyes and start sleeping. But before she had time to rest, she was called out by the instructor.

I won't have to do more training just because I didn't perform well during the day!

Vanessa thought worriedly.

The instructor took her all the way to the corner of the military camp, where it was Fran who was waiting for her.

"How was training today?" Fran asked.

"Humph! It's just training!" In order to prevent Fran from seeing her tiredness, Vanessa straightened her chest and pretended to be calm, saying, "When I was in the Demon Realm, the intensity of my training was...

"How are you? Are you adapting?"

"Of course!" Vanessa said casually, "I'm not even satisfied yet."

"I see." Fran interrupted Vanessa and said, "I was worried that you wouldn't be able to adapt on the first day."

"Don't underestimate me!" Vanessa said

"In that case, let's increase the intensity of training tomorrow. Reduce the lunch break by half, and train for an extra hour in the evening." Fran said to the instructor.

"Huh?!" Vanessa froze in her tracks. She felt that her stubbornness had brought about some bad consequences.

"What's wrong? Didn't you say it was just training?" Fran looked at Vanessa in confusion.

"I... that..." Vanessa immediately stammered, "I'm fine! But I'm a level three warrior after all, and I'm worried about your other men."

"Don't worry!" Fran said, "Although they don't have any rank, they were all oppressed laborers before, and their exercise and endurance should not be underestimated! As for you... I originally thought that you had hardly worked before, and you should be the one who is least adapted here! Since you think it's okay, then the intensity of the first day's training is really small.

A little bit."

"I......

"Thank you for your hard work in the next few days."

After saying that, Fran and the instructor left, leaving Vanessa standing there in a daze.

Wait! That’s not true!! This training is already too intense! Don’t add more!!

Vanessa murmured in pain, but unfortunately Fran had already walked away by then, and no one could hear her words.

Chapter 27 Training Results

The next day, the training intensity increased without warning, which caught all the soldiers off guard.

Listening to the groans and complaints around her, Vanessa could only lower her head silently and pretend that she knew nothing.

In the next few days, in addition to training the military posture, the instructor also started a new game. Turn left, turn right!

After the previous torture, the other soldiers have gradually adapted to the intensity of training, so the new training content does not cause any discomfort to them.

Except, Vanessa.

Because she found that she couldn't tell left from right!

The result was that when the entire phalanx perfectly executed the order to turn left, only Vanessa turned in the wrong direction and stood out from the crowd.

Naturally, the instructor would not give Vanessa a good look and directly pulled her out for individual training.

But some things cannot be mastered immediately by just practicing a few times.

So the instructor had to give Vanessa extra training. When others were resting, she was turning left and right. When others were eating, she was turning left and right! When it was her turn to eat, the food was already cold, which made Vanessa feel very aggrieved.

But she couldn't blame anyone, because it was her fault for not knowing right from wrong! The most important thing was that because of her repeated mistakes, their team had never won an excellent award, and they had never tasted the delicious chicken legs! This made Vanessa feel very sorry.

She had no choice but to train hard every day, hoping that she would not hold everyone back.

Hard work pays off. After a few days of training, Vanessa can finally tell the difference between left and right!

However, just when her confidence was soaring again, a new training method came.

March in step, run, goose-step!

When starting these new things, Vanessa was surprised to find that she would unconsciously move her hands and feet together when marching in step! The most important thing was that she didn't even notice anything wrong and walked comfortably.

So she was pulled out again and started training alone!

Scored twice.

Vanessa's reputation quickly spread among the soldiers. Everyone knew that there was a vampire girl who could not tell left from right and walked with her hands and feet synced.

At this time, Vanessa had long forgotten the bold words she had said at the beginning of the training. What about quietly stunning everyone, what about doing better than the instructor and embarrassing the instructor? She just wanted to cure her limb problems and not be singled out for training all the time.

But changing the same hand and foot is much more difficult than distinguishing left from right. After several training sessions, Vanessa not only failed to master it, but even her walking posture became very awkward! Every day, she lived in extreme torment.

The fatigue caused by extra training and the shame caused by falling behind.

night.

Another day of training ended, and Vanessa lay down on the bed exhausted. She wanted to fall asleep, but suddenly remembered that she hadn't written a letter to her family for a long time. In order to avoid worrying her mother, Vanessa had to drag her tired body, took out the paper and pen under the pillow and started writing.

Dear mother:

The training methods invented by Fran are getting more and more perverted! Things like turning left and right, marching in step, and so on.

Fortunately, your daughter is very talented and has adapted perfectly to life here. Otherwise, she would have been tortured beyond recognition.

The instructors here are also very strict. I... One of my friends always made mistakes and was always pulled out for training alone. It was miserable.

Vanessa was writing when someone suddenly patted her on the back. She jumped out of bed in shock, but when she saw who it was, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's Julie! How come she suddenly appeared behind me and scared me." Vanessa patted her chest