Chapter 140: Nightmare Came True (1/2)

Chapter 140: Nightmare Came True

Translator: OneshotwonderEditor: Tehrn

A Nightmare Coming True

”I will leave them to you now,” Martyrus smiled as he spoke to Massa.

”I will make sure that they are well trained after my session.”

Martyrus and Samantha sauntered off after they handed over the responsibility to Massa. Seeing that the principals had left, the students heaved a sigh of relief and thought that they finally would have a chance for a brief respite.

”Greetings everyone. My name is Massa, I will be your training officer for the time of your stay. I wish to have a good relationship with you at the end of my session, so please heed and follow my instructions. I understand that you guys are all exhausted after drifting in the ocean for so long. Therefore, I have decided to give you guys a day off and start your training program first thing tomorrow.

”Where we are standing right now is District B, where most of your training activities will take place. Your dorms are to the left, and you will find your names on the doors,” although Massa's face remained stoic, his voice was soft and caring, unlike the stereotypical foot drill officers.

”Sir, does that mean we are done for the day?”

”Correct. That's it for today. We will start first thing tomorrow! I sincerely hope that you will carefully follow my instructions tomorrow. The two principals have already decided that whoever fails the physical training will be sent away immediately.” Massa turned around and stomped away.

Feeling relieved, the students sauntered off to their rooms. They were surprised to find out that they wouldn't need to share their space with anyone since all of them were assigned to an individual dorm. They started to doubt if the training conditions were as bad as the rumors had it.

Some students drifted off as they lay on the comfortable bed, and some, like Carl, who rolled around in his bed without feeling any weariness. To his surprise, he realized that his dorm even came with a Tv. ”Hooray! This is much better than I had thought!”

Carl wasn't the only one to think that, and most students were still excited by the new environment. They visited each other and discussed the dramatic turn of events that had occurred earlier that day, when they were still soaked in the seawater in the morning, wondering if they were going to die of thirst. However, now they were dressed in their pajamas, enjoying the clean and comfortable beds.

”Bro, look what I got!” Carl took out a deck of poker.

The boys, including Hu Yangxuan, rushed toward the cards. The events from earlier had been very stressful, and a round of poker was much needed to let go of that stress. The training wouldn't start until the next day anyway.

None of the girls were interested in playing poker, as they had more important things to do, such as bubble bath, face mask, and so on... and tried to rejuvenate their skin after being exposed to the sun for so long.

Ma Xiaoru had packed over a dozen different type of creams and shampoos, and she was sitting with Rumi and Zhou Sisi, explaining the functions of every one of them.

Girls loved their beauty products, and no one could change that. The three chatted excitingly, sharing their experiences of using different kinds of products.

Wang Ben and Wang Tong didn't join the fun; instead, they went straight to their rooms. Wang Ben was never interested in any form of entertainment other than practicing his tactics. Wang Tong, on the other hand, knew that he needed to rest well for tomorrow. He thought of reminding his friend of the gruesome training ahead, but after seeing the happy smiles on his friends' faces, he decided to drop the matter.

To Wang Tong, there was nothing better than cultivating his tactics to kill time; therefore, Wang Tong didn't go to bed right away. Instead, he started to practice the Tactics of the Blade.

Remaining patient while in solitude was crucial to cultivation. Although Hu Yangxuan had the same talent and capacity as Wang Ben, but unlike Wang Ben, he lacked the patience and could not stay focused for an extended period of time, and therefore, his overall power also fell short.

The students from Bernabeu heard the excitements of their neighbors and found out that they were playing poker. Poker was one of the most common means of entertainment; however, it was the only game on this island. Therefore, Bernabeu's students also decided to join in. The boys quickly formed two teams, team Ayrlarng vs. team Bernabeu. Since the official training hadn't started yet, the pugnacious boys, fueled by their testosterone, had decided to move their competition to the table top.

The room was soon filled with raucous laughter and shouts. To Hu Yangxuan's surprise, Best was not only good at spaceship simulation, but he was also a seasoned poker player.

Like Wang Tong and Wang Ben from Ayrlarng, Cao Yi didn't join the poker fever; instead, he was carefully writing down the details of the events that had occurred today. He quickly noticed that they had made many unnecessary mistakes while they were stranded in the ocean. They might have been able to last much longer if they had calmed down and thought about their situation.

He also analyzed the team composition of both Ayrlarng and Bernabeu. Bernabeu's team was stronger overall; however, they lacked a competent leader. Although Apache was a capable and well-rounded fighter, he resented leading, considering it a waste of time.

Cao Yi figured that the reason behind Apache's preference for operating alone was his experience in the Special Unit. Due to the high risk, the members of the special unit were trained to be independent, and no one wanted to become the burden of the team, and therefore, no one had ever asked for help, nor had ever offered any help.

Apache had thought about playing the role of the leader; however, he had realized that none of his team members was worth his effort, except for Cao Yi.

Apache laid on his bed, reflecting today's event in his mind. He never liked the look of Massa, and his overly kind gesture had raised Apache's alarm. He believed that there must be more than what just met the eyes.

Apache didn't warn anyone since he thought that the best way to learn for these rookies were from their mistakes.

Life had taught him that failure was always more useful than success, providing that one was willing to learn from their mistakes.

Apache finished his dinner, practiced one round of his tactics, and went off to the bed. He didn't even bother to say goodnight to his classmates.