201 Clown, Rascal, Scientist

When Li Qingming and his group walked into the cafeteria, the other nearly 40 trainees were already in place.

They stood neatly in front of the dining tables, not only with similar faces but also with expressionless, rigid demeanors. They didn't exchange a single word, to call them zombies wouldn't have been an exaggeration.

Dai Xiaoyun had long become accustomed to this scene, quickly looking around before pointing out the only remaining spots in the two corners of the room.

Two on the left, two on the right, it seemed that arriving late meant having to sit separately.

After a simple exchange of looks, Tang Tang and Li Yang walked towards the left, while Li Qingming and Dai Xiaoyun stood on the right.

Just as they found their places, the instructor entered through the door, swaggering to the front of the cafeteria in front of the large pot, standing with his hands behind his back and looking towards everyone with a smile.

"Good, no one's late,

"So, squad leader, please."