NovelAppChapter 337 **Meet at 1:30 PM.** It was already noon, giving them just an hour to get ready.
"Oh my God, the Head Instructor is so hot!" Cynthia exclaimed, her eyes filled with stars. "And his voice, did you guys notice? He kept looking over at our group. I think he was looking at... Jillian, right?" Jillian's cheeks turned a lovely shade of red, but she didn't deny it.
"Are you nuts?" Eilies raised her hand and gave Cynthia a playful flick on the forehead.
Eilies didn't think the Head Instructor was paying special attention to Jillian. A man as distinguished as him wouldn't just fixate on someone. If he was looking at anyone, Eilies thought it might be Flora.
"Flora, why so quiet? Don't you think the Head Instructor is super attractive?" Cynthia, ever the chatterbox, couldn't help but ask.
-Flora raised an eyebrow and replied, “He's alright.” Cynthia was flabbergasted. "Wow, you've got high standards." After a ten-minute walk, they reached their dormitory, only to be greeted by a damp and rundown space with a musty smell.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCalling it a dorm was a stretch; it was more like a big, old barracks room with six rusty bunk beds along either side and a long table in the narrow aisle for their belongings.
Everyone groaned in dismay upon entering. All the students selected for the University of Maple Grove cfrom well-off families; living in such conditions was pure torture.
When the topic turned to food, Cynthia perked up and quickly started making bed.
Just as Flora placed her backpack on the top bunk, Jillian spoke up, "Flora, can I sleep on the top? I get really cold, and the bottom feels too damp." They had arrived late, and this was the last top bunk available; the other three were all bottom bunks. Flora didn't mind and simply hummed in agreement as she moved her backpack to the lower bunk.
After a quick tidy-up, they headed to the dining hall for dinner.
Cynthia's face turned green at the sight of the round table laden with a pot of rolls, pickles, and watery soup. "Are you serious? This is what we're eating?" she lamented.
1/2 Chapter 337 She had braced herself for a tough experience but hadn't expected it to be this challenging.
Flora sat down, scooped ssoup into her bowl, and grabbed a roll, dipping it into the pickles before taking a bite.
Jillian was surprised to see Flora adapt so quickly. Coming from a military medical family, Jillian had been taken to various bases as a child and was strictly disciplined.
The first tshe had such meals, she couldn't swallow a bite. It was only out of sheer hunger that she eventually gave in.
She hadn't expected Flora to adjust so swiftly; perhaps Flora had undergone base training too? Eilies sat next to Flora, urging Cynthia, "Eat up; we have training later." Resigned, Cynthia sat down and managed to drink a bowl of soup but couldn't eat any more.
Training began at 1:30 PM sharp.
"Hello, I'm Jason, but you can callInstructor Chen. I'll be leading your training for the next twenty days.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNow, run five laps around the track!"
Jason couldn't help but glance at Flora in the second row, clearing his throat before commanding, “Class A, fall in! Right turn, run-" Lance and Colton, assigned to the fourth and eighth groups respectively, looked enviously at those in Flora's group.
They, too, wished they were in the sgroup as Ms. Flora.
After five laps, Cynthia was nearly out of breath.
Except for Jillian and Flora, who appeared effortlessly composed, the rest were nearly collapsing from exhaustion.
Jason frowned, noticing the girls' the base.
lack of stamina. At the base, when he trained the men of the Enforcement Division, starting from five miles was the norm. young Peter Grill X Let it Loose! CH/F-PSE
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