That day, Lin Xuanze was taken back to the Golden Net Training Camp by Snow Wolf.
He watched the people on the training field with a secret sense of alarm, each carrying such a large block of water-soaked wood as they trained in cement, even including female trainees.
Their bodies were covered with cement stains, surrounded by deafening explosions and gunfire. The instructors above, clad in camo, harshly berated them, shattering their wills.
"This is just the beginning. There are still eighty-one trials awaiting you."
"Those who can't endure are free to drop out."
He followed Snow Wolf into a room.
A tall man in camo noticed him enter, "Snow Wolf, you met the boss?"
Snow Wolf nodded expressionlessly.
"Who is this?" he looked at Lin Xuanze. The kid was dressed like a rich young master, his skin soft and tender, appearing barely in his teens.
Without going into details, Snow Wolf pointed at Lin Xuanze, "I'll tell you later. First, take him to get his supplies."
