Subliminal Influence

Other classmates crowded around and asked Li Feng questions. His face did not look good. Upon analysis, the situation seemed peculiar. The opponent's attack was extremely fierce and vicious, but it did not seem like they were fighting to the death. Rather, there was a significant element of probing. Why would they be probing them?

Li Feng only gave a few casual responses. He wasn't in the mood to chat with his over-caring classmates. Sarta and Mark stepped forward and separated the crowd. Of course, Mark had no combat power, but Sarta was different. He was known for his violent and brutal style in high school, especially when he narrowed his eyes, his face was filled with coldness, and he became ruthless. Disobedient people should be careful.

After a while, the instructor arrived. Zombie dispersed the students with an expressionless face and said, "Go back and prepare well. Don't run around!"

Li Feng looked at the instructor, his movements seemed a bit unnatural. Could it be those four guys?

The instructor ignored Li Feng's suspicious gaze and said, "Li Feng, Sarta, Tang Ling, you three do not need to participate in the rest of the military training. You can train on your own, use military equipment, and of course, some special equipment requires approval. You can also participate in the soldiers' daily training."

He then looked at the three of them expressionlessly and asked, "Any questions?"

Li Feng pondered for a moment and silently nodded, "No!"

Now Sarta was the leader among them, and the instructor's decision was in line with his wishes. The so-called wilderness survival training was only prepared for those delicate students, which was meaningless to him. To a person like him, once he discovered a new training opportunity, such as Li Feng, he would want to train every day to improve himself quickly.

"...Teacher, what about me?" Mark suddenly spoke up. His watery eyes looked at the instructor, hoping to hear the words "you too."

Unfortunately, Zombie instructor glanced at Mark and completely ignored him, turned around and left. Li Feng then playfully said, "Instructor, be careful on your way back at night."

The instructor's steps paused for a moment, but he didn't say anything.

After the instructor left, Sarta spoke, "What happened? The instructor seems to be injured."

Li Feng didn't hide anything and briefly explained the situation, "This may be part of the military training."

Li Feng had no objections to military training itself, even if it was dangerous. However, when Tang Ling was put in danger, it made him angry...Thinking of this, Li Feng suddenly realized that this delicate and beautiful girl had already affected his inner changes. This was the first time this had happened since Devil Jin training. It was an unconscious influence.

Upon seeing Tang Ling's beautiful and enchanting expression, Li Feng felt a sudden warmth for no reason. He knew he needed to become stronger in order to protect her. If she wanted to become a captain, he would become the strongest mobile warrior and help her fend off all enemies!

"Fengfeng, I'm in trouble. Without you to take care of me, what am I going to do next week? From the tone of Zombie's face, it seems like next week is going to be very dangerous."

Mark suddenly spoke in a pitiful and extremely gentle tone, causing even Sarta, who was fearless, to shudder and look at the two of them suspiciously.

"Dead Kaka, you better be serious. The entire base should be under military control, and your wilderness survival training this time may encounter unexpected things. Even if there is no danger to life, it will not be easy. So you better prepare yourself. I can't help you with that!" Li Feng interrupted Mark's fantasy. This guy had been slacking off since he entered Yalang, and he needed to suffer a bit.

"You guys are Tang Ling's classmates, right? She's awake, come in." A nurse walked in and said. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but her pink nurse uniform was very comfortable to look at. Mark's eyes lingered on her chest.

Since they were all acquaintances, Li Feng didn't stand on ceremony and held Tang Ling's small hand gently, whispering sweet nothings. Tang Ling felt a bit embarrassed. This guy was so casual with her at the beginning, and she thought he was a shy type. As it turns out, he's so passionate and doesn't care that there are others around.

Mark couldn't help but gossip, "Is this the same Li Feng who couldn't get a girl and couldn't be chased by a girl? Is he really having intimate relations with Tang Ling? Oh my god, should I consider apprenticing myself to Li Feng in the future?"

Sarta, on the other hand, remained calm. He wasn't particularly interested in women. In his mind, the future mobile warrior was his wife, and becoming a great warrior was his goal. As for women? He would deal with them later.

"Are you really okay?"

"I'm fine, really. Are you okay? Who attacked us? This is a military area. There shouldn't be any terrorists!" Tang Ling squinted her eyes, enjoying Li Feng's caresses. Her cute and beautiful appearance made everyone feel stunned.

"It's okay. It should be part of the military training. We have been specially exempted from participating in the rest of the training. The remaining time can be used for self-training or to train with the regular troops. But, Ling'er, are you really okay? Do you have a headache?" Li Feng played down the incident.

"Headache? Why?" Tang Ling had used some special ability to defeat a wolf, but even she couldn't remember it. Li Feng didn't understand this aspect either. It was Tang Ling's secret, and they needed to find some time to talk about it. If Devil Jin was here, that would be great. Li Feng still had a dreamlike feeling about its existence. Where was it hidden in their bodies that even instruments couldn't detect?

"It's good that you're fine. The future captain needs to train her courage, haha."

"Hmph, how dare you make fun of me. You're asking for it!" Tang Ling's unintentional charm made some people unable to stand it.

"You guys are really cheesy. It's like we don't exist. I can't stand it. I'm out of here. Poor life, poor innocent boy. I'm going to lick my wounds slowly."