Chapter 780: Chapter 553 30 Days
Mu Fan had an unusually deep sleep last night and even missed the 4 A.M. workout. When he opened his eyes, he found he had received a message from Team S.
“12 noon, the eastern helipad of the academy, don’t miss it — Falcon.”
Looking at that sentence, Mu Fan pictured the middle-aged man with a beret, always with a casual look on his face.
A slight smile curled at Mu Fan’s mouth. No matter what, he had to pass this assessment.
Establishing a small military-endorsed team would greatly facilitate his and his friends’ future actions.
He was looking forward to seeing White Hair and the others’ expressions when they learned that the team he had established had exceeded the rankings of Dingchuan Academy.
He knew he had to choose the right course of action, methodically stretching his muscles. After explaining his upcoming mission to White Hair and Fatty, who still clung to the medical center and refused to come out, those two didn’t seem worried at all, just waving at him to come back soon.
Looking at their faces, trying to maintain calm with an odd expression, Mu Fan felt a little uncertain about what these two guys might be up to.
But there was no time to discuss it with them, he didn’t even bring up last night’s killing of Testom.
At 10 A.M., dressed in a brand-new academy uniform, Mu Fan arrived at the Swordsmanship Club, specifically to explain the situation to Lu Qingxue.
Of course, he only briefly mentioned the situation, telling her to watch her safety, as the Night Teeth Team might vent their anger on others after his departure.
The intelligent Lu Qingxue didn’t say much, just silently nodded and softly said with tearful eyes, “Stay safe.”
Beside her, Bing Su’s eyes got wider and wider, then filled with incredible surprise.
This seemed to be…
The first time she saw Senior Sister Lu being so accommodating to the opposite sex!
What’s so good about that detestable guy?
Although Bing Su admired Mu Fan’s strength, the thought of that painful iron ball made her feel utterly depressed.
Hmph…
To think Sister Xue held him in such high regard.
Susu, the unsparing heiress, thought jealously.
Hearing the caring tone in the cold voice opposite him, Mu Fan grinned and laughed, “Definitely.”
After the brief conversation, Mu Fan, carrying a travel bag with molten magma fruits, left the Swordsmanship Club with an assured stride.
He then efficiently contacted William, Li Xiaoxi, briefly talked about his upcoming long trip, unsurprisingly couldn’t get through to Young Master Gu, thought for a bit, then still sent a message, even dropping one to Chuchu on Sky Communication.
Up till today, these were the people he recognized and was familiar with.
In the same academy, striving and growing together, Mu Fan truly cherished this hard-earned friendship.
After getting everything sorted, Mu Fan, who was fully prepared, had already shown up on the periphery of the helipad.
30 minutes before the agreed time, Mu Fan finally got through to the last Sky Communication — Wang Nuonuo.
Standing alone at the edge of the vast academy helipad, Mu Fan looked up at the shallow floating white clouds in the sky, listening to the soft and tender confessions of a young girl. A true smile spread across his face.
The murderous aura around him always cleared completely whenever he saw Nuonuo.
Mu Fan was pleased that Nuonuo knew nothing about the news from Blue Capital Star, which allowed him to fully relax.
Buzz~
From afar, a gentle vibration of the air approached, and a black X-wing fighter appeared over the helipad, shifting into a hovering state.
Mu Fan whispered his goodbyes to Nuonuo before hanging up the Sky Communication and then sat quietly staring into the sky.
All the preparations were ready.
When the X-wing fighter ascended into the sky once again, Instructor Bach quietly watched the descending silhouette from within the monitoring center of Dingchuan Academy.
He hadn’t mentioned anything about last night to Mu Fan and hadn’t even met with him today.
Because today Mu Fan’s departure was of utmost importance.
Heir to the Thunderhawk, do not disappoint me, do not let the academy down.
Hope was visible in Instructor Bach’s eyes.
Within the four-story bridge of the Flying Dragon, members gathered around, with Mu Fan in his academy uniform standing out among them.
From the moment he boarded the Flying Dragon, Mu Fan noticed that Squad S seemed to pay more attention to him than the last time.
At least the wizard wearing the strange mask was less hostile toward him this time, his gaze containing more scrutiny, yet he remained silent.
Falcon still wore his beret, but this time he wasn’t sporting a cigar.
Looking at Mu Fan, the middle-aged man nodded in approval.
It had only been ten days since their last meeting, yet he felt that the young man in front of him had an even more stable aura.
He was truly a raw gem!
“Mu Fan, T-Rex once briefly mentioned your idea to me, and today you have confirmed your formal acceptance of the third test, so I must formally tell you,”
Hands braced on the command table, Falcon leaned forward, his voice carrying an uncommon seriousness.
“Please speak,” Mu Fan said, his calm expression looking at the middle-aged man, nodding.
“Whether your goal is to officially join Squad S or to form your own real tactical squad, I will not be against it, it’s your choice. But everything is predicated on you passing the test, and this process could be very cruel.”
Falcon’s words directly outlined Mu Fan’s purpose, and after he spoke, the members of Flying Dragon showed no surprise.
Seeing Mu Fan’s expression as calm and steady as ever, Falcon internally nodded, finally speaking the most crucial words next:
“The upcoming test is titled—’Reality.'”
“As a real warrior, you must experience real war. You will be deployed to a planet currently at war, and your identity will be that of a new recruit. We have already arranged all of your identities; you need to survive on the front lines for thirty days. Due to the peculiar nature of the battlefield, we cannot access the ground during these thirty days, and your fate will be entirely in your hands.”
“The purpose of the test is to let you experience firsthand what war entails, to understand that in this world, mere fighting and killing are not enough; you need to understand things beyond battle. You might comprehend what true good is, what true evil is, what is right, and what is wrong.”
“The battlefield is a melting furnace of flesh and blood, but it is also the best school. What I am saying might be confusing for you now, but in the days to come, you will understand.”
“Thirty days, no privileges. You will have new comrades, a new team; you will face severe injuries, death, among other possibilities. If you are still alive, we will come rescue you on the last day. If you die, then you will be buried there forever…”
Falcon’s voice was calm yet cruel, and as he spoke, the entire deck of the bridge was silent.
The mature and beautiful “T-Rex” looked at Mu Fan with both hope and worry in her eyes.
What reassured her was that, upon hearing this, not a hint of fear showed on Mu Fan’s face, his resolute gaze unwavering from start to finish.
“But remember, during these thirty days, your identity is to fight as a warrior—not to survive as a deserter hiding for thirty days!”
“You can give up now, but if I learn you become a deserter…”
Falcon’s eyes harbored a cold murderous intent: “I will erase you completely from the universe.”