Chapter 131 : Chapter 131

Chapter 131. Why Does This Bearded Uncle Look So Delicate?

“Holy shit! It really is rainbow auspicious clouds!”

In the sky, slanting sunlight pierced through the clouds, and a seven-colored arc rose from the mountaintop like a ribbon dropped by the gods, stretching across the horizon.

Below it, clusters of cloud wisps glittered with patches of prismatic light, like stars spilled from a rainbow bridge. They slowly unfurled with the wind, and now and then a few birds skimmed past.

But everyone’s eyes were fixed on the four figures beneath that rainbow arc.

As the four of them gradually walked down from the rainbow bridge, their appearances became clearer and clearer.

All four wore golden windbreakers, and on their chests was a glaring logo with four words: “Divine Battle Division.”

Amid the crowd, Jiang Yichen’s eyes showed no surprise, as though this was exactly what he had expected. But when his gaze slowly lifted, the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched.

At the front of the group was a middle-aged man with a round head and face, a full beard on his chin, and a swaying, hip-twisting walk that was outrageously seductive.

It was as though every single movement he made was overflowing with temptation.

The other three were unusual as well, at least under Jiang Yichen’s powerful spiritual perception.

The man at the rear wore a gas mask and a chemical protection suit, covering himself from head to toe as though he were hiding something.

The one beside him was even more absurd. He was not a real person at all, but a lifelike robot carrying a soul.

The only one who looked remotely normal was the young man holding a folding fan with the words “Silence Is Golden” written on it, though he kept it over his mouth at all times.

And yet, no matter whether they were men or women, everyone’s attention was focused on that bearded middle-aged man.

He was simply too enchantingly seductive.

The four members of the Divine Battle Division slowly descended from the rainbow bridge. The young man with the folding fan raised a hand and waved it lightly, and the auspicious clouds vanished in an instant.

Facing the recruits below the stage, the bearded middle-aged man waved with a smile. “Hello, everyone. This little lady is Mei Xue’er, the head of the Divine Battle Division. Please don’t fall too hard for me.”

A sugary little-girl voice rang through the training grounds, and it felt as though the recruits below had all been injected with stimulants. Their faces flushed red.

“Holy shit! What is wrong with me? Why do I feel like I’m actually in love with a greasy middle-aged man?”

“Same here. I’m not into men either, so why am I feeling this?”

“You people are disgusting. You’d actually fall for a bearded uncle with that kind of little-girl voice? Your taste is seriously messed up.”

“...”

Among the First Military District’s three thousand trainee recruits, everyone except Jiang Yichen blushed and burned at Mei Xue’er’s greeting.

Some wore strange expressions, while others stubbornly refused to admit anything.

“Brother Yichen, I feel like that uncle was trying to seduce me, but I absolutely do not mean that I like him.”

Even Su Linyu, steadfast as she was in matters of pure love, could not withstand Mei Xue’er’s law power.

Jiang Yichen smiled, utterly calm. “It’s fine. That’s just her ability.”

He set up an isolated space around Su Linyu, and only then did the flush on her face slowly fade.

What made it even stranger was that such a greasy middle-aged man had taken a name like Mei Xue’er. It really was a little bizarre.

“Damn it! That hateful man actually dared to stir my fire. You’ve successfully caught my attention.”

Not far away, Jiang Feng stared fixedly at the bearded middle-aged man, both cheeks crimson.

Chu Xingchen was doing all right. His face was only a little red, and his self-control was fairly solid.

As for Tang Long, his eyes were practically full of hearts, as though he had just encountered true love.

“...” Jiang Yichen nodded inwardly. The people from the Divine Battle Division really were a little bizarre.

Even the instructors on the stage were red-faced and hot-eared. Their eyes drifted toward Mei Xue’er from time to time, and they were beginning to question their own sexuality.

“Hello, everyone. I’m Lingling,” said the lifelike girl carrying a soul, her movements stuttering as she greeted them.

The man in the gas mask spoke in a low voice. “Divine Battle Division. Liang Shan.”

Then it was the folding-fan youth’s turn, but he looked troubled. In the end, he flipped his fan around and revealed the two words written on the other side: “Mo Yan.”

BUZZ!

An invisible suppressive force spread through the air, and the entire training ground fell silent in an instant.

All the recruits suddenly found themselves unable to say a single word, as though a silence skill had been cast on them.

The instructors onstage were no exception. Not one of them could speak, and all of them revealed shocked expressions.

Jiang Yichen, however, was not affected in the slightest. He rubbed his chin.

Interesting. Do his words become reality?

After roughly thirty seconds of silence, Mo Yan seemed to realize something was wrong and immediately shouted, “Restore.”

But nothing happened.

So then...

“Restore, restore, hurry up! Restore...”

Mo Yan looked so anxious that he turned into a broken record, repeating those two words over and over.

The recruits could only think, ...

Where the hell did this oddball come from?

Finally, when he said “restore” for the twentieth time, everyone’s mouths loosened and the silence skill came to an end.

The corner of Mei Xue’er’s mouth twitched. She used Mo Yan’s folding fan to block his mouth. “Little Yan should really stop talking. When it matters, you’re useless. Any other time, you’re more forceful than anyone.”

“...” Mo Yan rolled his eyes and flipped the fan back to the side that read, “Silence Is Golden.”

“Divine Battle Division? Doesn’t China only have five battle divisions? I’ve never even heard of this Divine Battle Division.”

“Me neither. But that guy called Mo Yan silenced all of us and even the instructors the moment he opened his mouth. He looks insanely strong.”

“No, but then what’s the point of this Recruit Challenge? The East China Battle Division was already strong enough, and now the instructors brought in people even stronger than that.”

“Heh. To put it bluntly, they’re just here to stomp us. What else could it be?”

“...”

After experiencing the Divine Battle Division’s strength firsthand, the recruits all looked dejected. None of them had the slightest confidence left for the coming Recruit Challenge.

They had heard about it before too. The Recruit Challenge had been running for more than seventy years, and not once had the recruits ever succeeded.

But this feeling of being completely crushed was just too miserable.

On the stage, Chief Instructor Zhou Yu glanced at the recruits and smiled in satisfaction.

“Do you see it now? This is the gap between you and true geniuses. If you hadn’t come to intern in the military district, you wouldn’t even be qualified to meet them.”

“Does it sting? Are you discouraged? Do you have the courage to challenge them?”

“I can tell you this much. If you succeed in the challenge, then for the next two months, you can skip training entirely.”

Zhou Yu’s gaze swept across the crowd, only to be met with silence. Then he sneered. “You don’t even have the courage to challenge them. You really are the worst batch of recruits I’ve ever seen.”

“Who said we don’t?!”

“My sword heart does not allow me to retreat.”

At that moment, Chu Xingchen, standing in the front row, took an indignant step forward. It was obvious that Zhou Yu’s contemptuous words had provoked him.

Jiang Yichen shook his head slightly. Such was the arrogance of youth.

Knowing full well he could not win and still stepping forward anyway—that was the foolishness called hot blood.

With someone taking the lead, quite a few recruits stepped out as well and chose to join the challenge.

“What’s there to be scared of? In the Recruit Challenge, their realms have to be suppressed to the average level of the recruits anyway. We can just drown them in numbers and beat them up.”

“Damn, that chief instructor has a filthy mouth. I really want to slap that smug face.”

“Get them. There are three thousand of us and only four of them in the Divine Battle Division. Even if we can’t win, we should still give them a beating.”

“...”

“Brother Yichen, are we joining?” Su Linyu looked at Jiang Yichen, and there was not the slightest trace of fear in her eyes.

Jiang Yichen smiled faintly. Just as he was about to speak, the system’s voice suddenly rang out.

[Ding! Slacker choice triggered...]