Please be my partner.

Salim was somewhat surprised and relieved. There were not many young people who could accept criticism from others calmly. There were even fewer rich young men with status and background like Mellen who could do this.

Then, he heard Mellen continue, "Mr. Instructor, I think if we really went to the battlefield, your situation wouldn't be much better than mine. With your personality, even if you were hit by a club by your teammates, it's understandable!"

Salim's eyes widened. Was he... provoked?! A provocation from a rookie?!

He put on a sinister smile and said, "Master Mellen, you are really sharp-tongued. I hope you can still be as tough as you are now in a while!"

"Then let's officially begin the actual combat phase!"

After saying that, without waiting for Mellen's response, he quickly punched him.

Mellen subconsciously wanted to raise his arm to block, but Salim's fist changed direction in mid-air and landed on his abdomen.

The severe pain spread quickly, my stomach churned, and I felt an urge to vomit.

"Never let your opponent's attack out of your sight. What you did just now was so stupid!"

Punch again.

Mellen resisted the urge to raise his arms to block and subconsciously turned his head to dodge, but Salim simply turned downward and his fist hit his shoulder, causing him to stagger.

"Your body is a whole. Move your feet, twist your hips, and move your spine. This way you can become stronger and more agile."

Throwing a punch again...

Next, Mellen was beaten unilaterally.

Although Salim only used a small part of his strength, and when he hit Mellen, he would take back most of the strength.

But the blows that hit his flesh still made Mellen groan in pain.

What made Mellen even more depressed was that, perhaps in retaliation for his previous provocation, Salim would occasionally interject a sarcastic remark or two while continuing to teach him, and the key point was that he couldn't say anything back.

It was only a little over ten minutes, but to Melen it felt like several days and nights.

When Salim stopped attacking, Mellen collapsed to the ground.

Salim took off his gloves with a refreshed look on his face and said calmly, "Take a break and think carefully about what I said to you."

…………

While Mellen was "enjoying" the fun of training, something was stirring in the corner of the shadows.

Civilian area, sewer.

It is dirty and smelly here, with countless rats and cockroaches living there.

Moreover, unlike the relatively spacious sewers in wealthy areas, most of the sewers in civilian areas are composed of relatively small pipes, and are only larger at the nodes.

Even specialized workers are reluctant to come down to clean up on weekdays, and those node locations are not worth hiding in.

Not to mention that the pipes are not big enough for normal humans to pass through, not to mention they are filled with filth!

However, it is precisely in this easy, or deliberately ignored, place that there are three existences shrouded in shadows.

They didn't pay any attention to their surroundings and were communicating freely.

"Vero City is no longer safe. It's time to leave."

"But, we still have a lot of arrangements to make here. If we go back like this, we won't be able to explain to the master."

"Humph!"

The man who spoke first snorted in disdain and stopped communicating with the other two. He simply turned into a ball of muddy liquid and left along the pipe filled with filth.

The other two were silent for a moment...

"Madeline, now, what?!"

Madeline said with resentment, "What else can we do? We have no one to rely on. If we don't do what our master has told us to do, we'll be dead if we go back!"

The other person remained silent and did not respond.

Chapter 14 'Outstanding'

When you're deeply immersed in something, time seems to speed up and slow down in your perception.

For example, Mellen at this moment.

When Salim added practical exercises to his morning training, Mellen felt like every minute and every second was a year.

But it seemed like in the blink of an eye, a week had passed quietly.

At this time, Mellen had already gone through two weeks of training, with top instructors, nutritious and balanced food, precious medicinal baths, and his own little effort.

This made his physical fitness improve at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he gradually developed his own understanding of how to fight.

At this time, in the fighting room.

Salim and Meren are engaged in a fistfight.

Of course, it was basically Salim who was attacking, while Melen was trying his best to defend and dodge.

At this time, Melen's eyes were firm. Even when facing Salim's fierce straight punch, he would not waver at all, but would dodge or block with the smallest amplitude.

This method of saving energy to the maximum extent was developed little by little by him in the process of being beaten.

At a certain moment, a sharp look suddenly flashed in the eyes of Mellen, who had been on the defensive. He took advantage of the gap when Salim retracted his fist to step out, as if he was about to launch a fierce counterattack in the next moment.

Salim smiled. He had been with Mellen for such a long time that he already knew that although the latter seemed humble, he was a person who would never suffer any loss.

Just like a wolf, a moment of silence is just accumulating strength for a more deadly attack!

So he understood from the beginning that as his fighting skills continued to improve, Melen would sooner or later take the initiative to fight back.

And he has also been waiting for this moment!

Salim made a large swing in his rapid movement, causing Mellen's full-strength attack to miss the target, and even his body staggered.

Then, while shaking his fist, he said, "Didn't I teach you? Unless you have a 100% chance of winning, you must always leave yourself three points of wiggle room when attacking!"

Salim was somewhat pleased with himself. He could even see Mellen's panicked face, and his calm... eyes?!

Um? ! ! !

There was a dull thud, the sound of a fist hitting flesh. Facing Salim's attack, Mellen didn't dodge or defend at all.

While taking the punch, the hand that had attacked previously also locked it.

At the same time, Mellen's other fist, with its tricky angle, attacked Salim's jaw.

Melen is determined to win this time!

Salim had no way to dodge this attack!

Just as Mellen's face twisted into a weird expression due to the pain in his body and the excitement in his heart...

A tremendous force came, causing his body to shake. His attacking fist could no longer maintain its original trajectory and fell into the air. Then, he was thrown out.

After landing, Melen was still a little dazed. It was only after several seconds that he was awakened by the feeling of falling apart from all parts of his body.

He looked at Salim with disbelief on his face and said angrily, "Instructor, didn't you say that you could only fight me with the physical fitness of an ordinary person?!"

Faced with Mellen's expression of "I trusted you so much, how could you lie to me?", even Salim, with his thick skin, was somewhat overwhelmed. He coughed lightly and explained, "People's physiques are different."

Mellen: ...

When the day's training was over, Mellen casually inserted the revolver into the buttstock at his waist.

In fact, when he completed the 100-meter target and hit the target every time with his gun, he became qualified to carry a gun.

Although normally, reserve police officers are not allowed to carry guns.

However, there are also differences among reserve police officers.

To become a formal police officer, one needs to go through a series of training and assessments, and the reserve police officer training ground where Mellen is currently is the last of all the training.

When a reserve police officer comes here, it basically means that he has the qualifications to become a formal police officer and he just needs to complete this final training step by step.

And Melen was stuck in this BUG!

He is a reserve police officer and can enjoy all the facilities and resources of the reserve police training ground. When he wants to leave, he can just give a failing evaluation and leave easily.

He is a reserve police officer who enjoys the same treatment as a regular police officer. As long as he completes firearms training, he will naturally be qualified to carry a gun.

By the way, it is worth mentioning that the [Armored Crocodile] Knight training method that Mikel gave him also follows this process.

In this way, even if it is revealed in the future that Mellen knows the training method of the [Armored Crocodile] Knight, it will not become a handle for Mikel.

As for what Mikel said at the time about making an exception for Mellen, it was just a casual remark.

Considering the uncertainty of whether there were still polluters, Mellen immediately applied to Salim to take the gun back after obtaining the gun license.

Although this was against the rules, given Mellen's status, it wasn't a big deal. After all, how many rules had he broken?!

In the evening, after returning home and having dinner, Melen couldn't wait to return to his room.

After half a month of exploration, he had mastered the [Armored Crocodile] breathing method and could even maintain it for a long time during training.

Of course, it must be monotonous and repetitive training.

He has not yet been able to integrate the breathing method into his instincts to the point where walking, sitting, lying down and fighting can all come naturally.

However, this is enough for now.

Calling Spike over to his side.

After this period of proper training, Spike has become stronger.

When Mellen first met Spike, he was only about 50 centimeters tall. Now he is 60 centimeters tall, and his weight has increased from less than pounds to pounds.

What grows is not fat, but muscles with real explosive power!

The biggest reason why such a big change could happen in such a short period of time should be due to the energy of the wolf-shaped pendant.

It is said that when you have a sharp weapon in your heart, you will naturally have murderous intentions.

The words left by our ancestors are indeed wise sayings.

With the training during this period, Mellen's worries about the polluter gradually faded, and he even felt eager to try, as if he couldn't wait for the other party to come to him and give him "experience".

However, his reason kept telling him that this was dangerous.

It was the existence of this rationality that suppressed his desire to commit suicide.

He shook his head and collected these scattered thoughts.

After studying for a period of time, he had come to understand that the ability given to him by the wolf-shaped pendant to understand the dog's thoughts was more like a kind of telepathy.

This not only enables him to understand the dog's thoughts, but also allows the dog to understand his thoughts.

This was also the fundamental reason why he originally thought of learning the Knight's Breathing Method himself and then passing the relevant experience to Gouzi.

Now is the time to prove whether this idea is feasible.

After stroking the dog's head twice, Mellen reached into the green light ball above Spike's head.

Although in his experiments, even simple gaze was enough to convey some simple ideas, more complex thoughts and ideas required deeper contact.

As Melen recalled the [Armored Crocodile] breathing method over and over again, he passed on his experience in practice.

Spike's breathing rate began to change.

This went on for half an hour, and Melen stopped what he was doing. He looked at his dog and found that the latter's breathing had indeed become the frequency of the [Armored Crocodile] breathing method that he remembered, so he nodded slightly.

Any memory has a time limit. Mellen plans to give Spike an "initiation" every night for the next period of time until the latter has completely memorized the [Armored Crocodile] breathing method.

Stroking Spike's head, Mellen said with emotion: "Dog, I've been so worried about you!"

Spike: ...

Silent all night.

Go to bed early and get up early to stay healthy!

Melen woke up when it was still dawn. The training during this period had gradually made him familiar with the new schedule.

He yawned, woke Spike up by stroking his head, and started changing into his pajamas.

However, as he kept changing, his movements gradually slowed down and stopped. He looked at Spike suspiciously. When he touched the latter's dog head just now, he touched a green ball of light, and vague information was transmitted to him.

This wouldn't be a big deal, but the information conveyed this time seemed different from before.

Blinking, Mellen reached out to the dog, and immediately the detailed information appeared before his eyes...

【Name】：Spike (Bulldog)