Chapter XIV. To fight or not to fight

　　Fang Minghui was stunned, and before she could say anything, the other boy ran over in a big step and said hurriedly, "No way! She's mine!" 　　Song Zining's face suddenly sank, and he said coldly, "What kind of thing are you that you dare to compete with me for a woman?" 　　The boy's face went pale for a moment, and he said expectantly, "But, but ...... you already have two women." 　　"Two is not enough." Song Zining said indifferently. 　　That boy was gagged by these words, stared unwillingly at Qianye, and slowly backed away. 　　The boy was with a few other companions, and when he ran over, the others stood still and looked this way. 　　At this time, one of the taller teenagers walked over and said in a deep voice, ''Song Zining, there's something wrong with you. The few of us have always respected you and given in to you. But you can't take all the benefits by yourself, much less bully my brothers!" 　　Qianye recognized this teenager, his name was Wu Jin, and his ranking was only behind Song Zining, but the difference in specific scores wasn't too obvious. 　　Song Zining didn't care about Wu Jin's seemingly calm but actually threatening words, sneering, "So I bullied your brother, so what?" 　　Wu Jin's eyes narrowed slightly, and his body began to emit a shocking murderous aura as he slowly said, "It seems like there isn't that big of a gap between us, speaking of which, it's been a long time since I've had a serious fight with you!" 　　"That's because you don't dare to look for me, not because I'm avoiding a fight." Song Zining laughed coldly, then suddenly straightened his body, sharp killing intent like a sheathed blade rising into the air! 　　Song Zining moved his joints and said with a cold smile, "Wu Jin, you're not stupid enough to take that piece of shit report card seriously, are you? How about we go to the fighting room and have a fight right now, but this time I will never hold back. After this fight, to hell with that bullshit second place of yours!" 　　Facing Song Zining's invitation to fight, Wu Jin's face changed color, and with a heavy grunt, he turned around and left. 　　Song Zining said leisurely at Wu Jin's back, "Wu Jin, if you want to unite with others, then do it as early as possible. In two more months, I'm going to ignite the second node!" 　　Second level battle soldier! 　　Wu Jin's entire body shook as he turned his head to give Song Zining an incredulous look and hurried away, this time with his aura completely gone. 　　The dozen or so children who had gathered around were similarly shocked, and their attitude towards Song Zining immediately became more respectful. Fang Minghui, on the other hand, turned her gaze and immediately stood next to Song Zining in a well-behaved manner, saying softly and delicately, "I'll do whatever Brother Song wants me to do, and I'll accompany anyone." 　　Song Zining pointed towards Fang Minghui and said to Qianye, "Qianye, she's what you deserve. In a place like this, if you don't take anything you deserve, people will start to get suspicious and keep coming to test you. A proper display of strength will reduce a lot of trouble." 　　Qianye was about to push back, but was stopped by Song Zining's resolute gaze and had no choice but to let Fang Minghui follow him around. 　　After returning to his own bed, Qianye was still thinking back to the scene he had just witnessed. 　　What Song Zining was trying to tell Qianye was that strength was the key to overpowering everything. Without strength, when facing someone like Song Zining, one would either back down or be killed on the spot. 　　Even the second-ranked Wu Jin could only endure humiliation and leave when facing Song Zining. As for Fang Minghui, this girl who was ranked near the bottom region had nothing to do with her own will no matter which man she followed. 　　Qianye felt that she understood Song Zining's meaning. 　　Fang Minghui quietly climbed onto Qianye's bed, but Qianye, who had already been tormented by the Soldiering Technique for a whole day, had no interest in her, and after reaching out and groping her soft waist, she did not follow up and soon fell into a deep sleep. 　　For the next period of time, Fang Minghui always followed Qianye around, and although Qianye didn't touch her, he didn't let her go away either. Among this group of students, Qianye's current overall ranking was still quite high, always hovering around tenth. 　　This was due to the fact that he had performed very well in every class, especially in certain knowledge classes, and subjects related to firearms and machinery, Chiyo had a near-perfect performance. Although the physical fitness courses were slightly inferior, but the combat subjects like fighting, because of Qianye's extraordinarily ruthlessness, he was able to maintain his results around the twentieth percentile. 　　Song Zining was right, with Qianye's current comprehensive ranking, he was entitled to a regular female companion. And the fact that he hadn't been looking for one instead turned out to be a sign of lack of strength to the point of weakness in the eyes of the others. 　　The days of the training camp were never dull. 　　On a certain day in the mechanical class, Chiyo utilized simple tools and after failing more than ten times, he finally managed to process a high precision bullet shell. Chiyo was very satisfied with her work. A shell casing was easy to make, but making a high-precision shell casing in the absence of precision tools was much more difficult, and required a considerable degree of control over the force and movement to do so. 　　This was the core skill of battlefield maintenance. With this skill, in the future, Chiyo would be able to repair broken firearms or other weapons on most battlefields, and its significance was self-evident. 　　While Thousand Night was admiring his work, a young girl's voice suddenly sounded beside him, "Amazing!" 　　Qianye turned his head to look and saw a young girl standing next to him, looking at the shell casings in her hand. 　　Her looks could only be described as ordinary, but her figure was quite good, and she was currently over one meter seven. This girl named Mimi was one of the few girls in the class who didn't need to depend on others, and her overall ranking was even higher than Chiyo's, stabilizing at the sixth position. 　　"Just a moment of luck." Chiyo casually tossed the shell casing aside. 　　Mimi, however, picked up the shell casing, looked at it carefully for a moment, and said to Chiyo, "I'm somewhat interested in you. With you in the team, you won't have to worry about guns not being able to be damaged or running out of bullets on the battlefield in the future." 　　"My repairs aren't much better than yours." Chiyo but remembered that Mimi's achievements in all types of machinery were not much lower than her own. 　　"That kind of ability will never be too much! I see that you don't have much interest in that Fang Minghui either. Why don't you become a partner with me in the future?" Mimi directly invited. 　　Qianye frowned slightly and asked, "Partner? That aspect of ...... partner?" 　　"No, the combat aspect." Mimi suddenly came closer to Thousand Nights and whispered, "It seems like you have no interest in women, and it just so happens that I have no interest in men either. And our fighting styles complement each other, so it's perfect to get together. In the future, we can team up on the battlefield!" 　　Thousand Nights was really somewhat moved by this proposal, nodding his head and saying, "Let me think about it." 　　Over the next few months, Qianye and Mimi came into contact more and more, and their time together gradually increased. Fang Minghui, on the other hand, was rudely driven away by Mimi. 　　Song Zining didn't have much of a problem with this, he was just going to slip Qianye a female companion, it didn't matter who it was. In terms of being helpful to Qianye, Mimi was clearly much stronger than Fang Minghui. 　　During this period of time, Mimi and Qianye often fought in fighting classes. Mimi's fighting style was quite like everyone else's, both delicate and calm when defending, and unpredictable when attacking, with a level of combat that was still higher than that of Qianye. Song Zining had once privately mentioned that Mimi should have played the basics before entering the training camp by the looks of it. 　　For her, of course, Qianye would not use that kind of injury-for-injury fighting method, so the losing side of the match was mostly. A long time and Mimi cut, so that Chiyo's fighting standard improved rapidly. 　　Just like that, in the middle of the year, the kids had their first real survival exam. 　　The entire ten classes of trainees would be dropped into a vast, primitive mountainous area, along with hundreds of dark race warriors. 　　The trainees need to find a way to survive for ten days in this vast and complicated mountainous area. During this period of time, their enemies were not only the dark races, but they also had to watch out for other trainees. Because in the examination score sheet, killing a dark race warrior and killing a trainee is the same score. 　　The rules of the test are very simple, kill a dark race warrior or trainee, will immediately pass. The children who ranked in the top ten in terms of the number of kills would also have additional generous rewards. 　　If they didn't have the ability to kill others, then they needed to hide well enough. When there were only six hundred trainees left in the exam area, or when the ten days were up, then the exam would also end. 　　Each trainee was issued a normal dagger, the only weapon allowed to be used in this exam. 　　At dusk, the sharp, night-lord-like whistle sounded and the exam began. 　　Chiyo walked quickly into the woods and then hid herself. It was not until nightfall that he emerged from his hiding place and began to cautiously search his way forward. 　　Chiyo concealed himself into the darkness and moved very patiently while observing his surroundings. His movements were slow and he barely made any noise while traveling. The good grades from the wilderness survival class played out in real life, as Chiyo meticulously put every sneaking and stealthy maneuver into place and made fine adjustments to the terrain at all times. 　　When Thousand Night passed a large tree, he suddenly stopped in the shadows and didn't move for that matter. And more than ten meters away, two trainees suddenly appeared, and as soon as they met, a fierce battle erupted. The fight came to an end within a few minutes, with one of the teenagers being stabbed several times in the blink of an eye and falling to the ground dead! 　　The victorious teenager still didn't seem to be relieved, viciously stabbing the corpse a few more times before pulling off a special whistle from his opponent's waist, turning the tube to look at the engraved marks on it, and then muttering curses about something. 　　The living teenager also had several stab wounds on his body. After he briefly treated the wounds to stop the bleeding, he took out his whistle and prepared to blow it. These whistles were specially made, and when blown with the Force, the sound could travel several kilometers. The instructors scattered in the examination area would arrive in time when they heard the whistles, and after verifying the results of the battle, they would take the teenagers who had passed the examination away from the examination center. 　　The whistle had been placed in his mouth, but the teenager no longer had the strength to blow it. The tip of a dagger's blade suddenly appeared in front of his throat! 　　The teenager turned around in shock, but he could no longer say anything, and could only point at Mimi, who had stepped out from the depths of the woods, and slowly collapsed. 　　Mimi leaned down and pulled the dagger from the dead teenager's body, and searched them for a while, getting their dagger, as well as two whistles. These special whistles were numbered, and served as identification markers for the cadets taking the exam. 　　When it came time to assess the rankings at the end of the exam, it was to see who had how many whistles in their hands. Those who lost their whistles were the ones who survived and ranked at the bottom. 　　Mimi stuck her dagger in the leather sheath on her waist and suddenly felt something, raised her head and stared in Qianye's direction, and shouted in a low voice, "Who! Come out!"