Zhouzhou felt that she had every right to say this, and it was based on sound reasoning, not just a catchphrase. Over the years at the Fourth Bureau, she had led quite a few people. Every ti a new recruit ca in, Zhao Xinghua would throw them to her to train, so she had led quite a few trainees. But the ones like this group? She had never seen anything like them before!
Fang Zichong and the others, who were a rare breed, looked utterly defeated: "......"
They were beyond saving, maybe a tofu could just fall on them and end it all. They lowered their heads in sha.
Xi Mo, rare as it was, helped to explain a bit, "They've only participated in basic training, so they can't compare to you all."
The nature of their training was different.
In fact, the training at the Fourth Bureau was almost inhumane. They would use extre thods to push people to their limits, forcing them into desperation in order to break through those limits. Zhouzhou had talent, so she never felt it was tough. But for the average person? They wouldn't be able to withstand that kind of training.
It took not only talent, but also a strong ntal constitution. Otherwise, they wouldn't just fail to improve, they might lose their mind in the process.
Zhouzhou had grown up in the Fourth Bureau, surrounded by similar people, and she unconsciously assud that everyone should be as capable as them. But that wasn't the case.
Fang Zichong's abilities were not bad; it was just that he hadn't gone through the extre training at the Fourth Bureau, so he couldn't adjust quickly. And coupled with his carelessness, that was why he ended up in such a state.
Zhouzhou pondered over Xi Mo's words for a long ti and finally understood what he ant. She sighed, "I don't understand, but I respect you all." Her tone was old-fashioned, almost like an elderly person who couldn't understand today's youth.
In reality, she was the youngest here.
Xi Mo gave her a bemused look and asked, "So do you have a suitable training thod for them now?"
Zhouzhou thought for a mont, "Alright, I'll break it down further and design so separate exercises. Let's save this one for later." Originally, she thought this chanism was a beginner's level challenge, but it had turned into a final exam instead. Her mood was a bit complicated.
Zhouzhou didn't complain, and quickly pulled herself together. They were really too weak; she had to bring them up to speed as soon as possible.
Army Commander, who had been listening silently, nodded thoughtfully. Still, he had everyone try the chanism themselves. Although the results were the sa, at least experiencing it personally gave them so idea of what they were dealing with. It also allowed Zhouzhou to assess their strengths and weaknesses and teach them accordingly.
Their strengths, however, were still far from impressive in Zhouzhou's eyes.
At last, Commander had Zhouzhou demonstrate, and when they saw her breeze through the chanism, unscathed, not a hair out of place, Fang Zichong and the others were truly in awe.
They were even more convinced, "No wonder Fugui's a big shot! She's amazing!"
Seeing their expressions, Commander nodded in satisfaction. This was the effect he wanted to achieve.
"Alright, from now on, you'll all follow Zhouzhou's training. No ssing around. Anyone who dares pull any tricks, co here to see ," he said, sweeping a glance at the training room.
He looked at the trainees, noting their stiffened postures and fearful expressions. "Looks like Zhouzhou really is the right person to discipline them. Otherwise, they'll be floating in the air, thinking they're invincible."
Zhouzhou, hearing this, felt a sudden deja vu. It was like Uncle Zhao had said the sa thing to the new recruits when they first entered the Fourth Bureau. She had thought that was a reward for them, but it was actually a punishnt?
No wonder their faces had looked like they were on the verge of tears. She had thought they were just excited.
Uncle Zhao had never allowed her to play in the training room. She had to complete multiple tasks to earn the chance to visit.
In fact, Zhao Xinghua only didn't want her to train too much because he feared that her outstanding results would cause problems for the others. Proper motivation was fine, but overdoing it could drive people crazy.
Only Zhao Xinghua and Zhouzhou seed to think of that demonic training room as a reward. Every ti she thought of this, Zhao Xinghua would feel a mix of pride and sadness. He felt he had such good judgnt. Too bad, Zhouzhou never realized this. People always unconsciously view the world from their own perspective. This beautiful misunderstanding had occurred because of that.
It wasn't until today that Zhouzhou began to understand the truth.
After realizing the truth, she couldn't help but sigh again. They really were just too weak. Ah, now she finally understood what it ant to feel lonely at the top.
The little girl, feeling drained, went on to redesign the training chanism. She spent the whole day doing so, then took Fang Zichong and the others over to try it out.
Soon, the entire island could hear the sound of Zhouzhou venting her frustration.
"What are you doing? This is so simple now. You aren't seriously asking to lower the difficulty, are you?"
"Still participating in a competition? Just go back to kindergarten with your backpacks! The toys there are more suited to you!"
"Get up quickly. Don't think of scamming . I'm protected by a contract now."
"You really are the worst group I've ever trained!"
"......"
Xi Mo quietly took a glance and just happened to hear Zhouzhou scolding them. After a mont of silence, he slipped away quietly to avoid getting caught up in her wrath.
After all, with Zhouzhou like this, even a passing dog would get scolded by her.
Looking at him, Commander couldn't help but laugh. "What, are you afraid of Zhouzhou? Who's the uncle here and who's the niece?"
Xi Mo gave him a long look and said, "Why don't you go listen for yourself?"
"Alright, I'll go."
Commander moved closer, listening for a bit, and then returned within a couple of minutes, urging, "Let's go, quickly. Let's leave."
Zhouzhou really was terrifying.
He patted Xi Mo's shoulder, his expression full of sympathy. "You've had a hard ti too."
Xi Mo gave him a "Now you know" look, sighed, and walked off.
They didn't go far and stopped when they reached the training room Zhouzhou had set up.
Xi Mo couldn't help but say, "Our strength really is too far behind the Fourth Bureau's."
"Fourth Bureau..." Commander muttered the words with a sigh. "If it weren't for Ye Lingfeng and Zhouzhou, the Fourth Bureau could've cycled through several batches of people over the past decade."
The Fourth Bureau was responsible for the most dangerous missions. Before each mission, everyone had to write their will and prepare for the worst. It wasn't pessimism—it was just the reality.
All the countries were eyeing them, making secret moves behind their backs. These were the kinds of issues the Fourth Bureau handled. They lived on the edge of danger every day.
That was why the Fourth Bureau recruited people who had no close family ties. Without loved ones, there was nothing to hold them back. And even if sothing happened, there wouldn't be extra mourners. They died quietly and without anyone noticing.
This happened too often.
It wasn't until Ye Lingfeng joined the Fourth Bureau that the situation began to improve. When Zhouzhou ca, the casualties were further reduced to a minimum.
Aside from her own abilities, Zhouzhou also had her stack of strange talismans and the "spirit team" she trained, who had helped imnsely in secret.
Over the years, fewer and fewer of those foreign scoundrels had been hurt, while evidence the existence of ghosts was becoming more and more common.
Thinking of this, Commander couldn't help but smile, feeling a sense of pride.
Although he often clashed with Zhao Xinghua, deep down, both of them sincerely hoped that the other's people, as well as their own, would return safely from the missions.
It was a good thing Zhouzhou was here.
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