Logging 10,000 Years into the Future-Chapter 59: Purple Hairband

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Chapter 59 — Purple Hairband

"It's time to eat …"

Lu Sheng opened his eyes. He had just gnawed on a few tough bones in his dream when he was woken up by the soldiers of the training camp, informing him that he could go to the mess to eat.

Lu Sheng looked at the time. It was already evening, and he was indeed hungry.

Following the map of the training camp on the table, Lu Sheng found the mess. The mess was huge and divided into three floors. The trainees ate on the first floor.

Walking into the mess, Lu Sheng saw boys and girls of his age. They were obviously trainees participating in the training camp.

Lu Sheng even saw the group of people from Qingyuan City, including Lin Shaoyu. His head was wrapped in bandages, and he was lining up with the help of two people with a pale face.

Many trainees in the mess had obvious bandages on their bodies, and they looked a little pathetic.

It seems that although there is an entrance examination, regardless of whether one passes the test or not, they are still qualified to stay … Lu Sheng thought to himself.

Lu Sheng found a random window to get food and lined up silently.

The trainees in front of him were from an unknown city in the Dongning Province, and they were still discussing the test in the morning.

"Those mechanical puppets are too ferocious. I was just carelessly grazed by one of them, and my back still hurts even now …"

"You think? After all, they are Level 2 Mechanical Puppets. Even a Level 3 Martial Artist might not be able to defeat them head-on. We are lucky that we were not killed or crippled."

"How could we be killed or crippled? There are examiners here. But I have to say, this test is too crazy …"

"Don't say that. I heard that someone beat up an examiner this year. Heard he’s still unconscious in the infirmary …" f𝗿𝐞ewebno𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝐨m

"Are you for real?! The examiners have to be at least Level 3 Martial Artists, or they can't protect us from the Level 2 Mechanical Puppets. Someone can beat the examiners?"

"Don't listen to his nonsense! I also heard that the mechanical puppets in one of the test passageways were all destroyed. Someone saw the base soldiers loading the broken Level 2 Mechanical Puppets into trucks …"

"That's too exaggerated. It must be fake!"

…

Lu Sheng stayed in the group and remained silent. He now realized how much he had messed up during the day.

Finally, it was Lu Sheng's turn.

The food in the training camp was surprisingly good. There were more than 30 types of meat dishes, most of which were meat that Lu Sheng had never seen before. Moreover, he could eat them indefinitely, which was most suitable for a glutton like him.

Lu Sheng casually ordered five servings of food and looked for a place to settle down with the plate in his hand.

Perhaps it was because the scale of the dishes in his hands was too exaggerated, it attracted the attention of many people. Many people cast sidelong glances at him.

The group of people from Qingyuan City also noticed his presence. In the end, each one of them acted as if they had seen a ghost. They turned around and ran. Some of them didn't even bother to get their meals and directly ran towards the entrance of the mess.

It could be seen that Lu Sheng had left too much psychological trauma on them during the day in the passage.

Just as Lu Sheng was about to find a place to sit down, someone quickly walked towards him.

"Lu Sheng, right?" She was a tall and beautiful girl.

"I'm also a student from Baihe City who is participating in the training camp. If you don't mind … let's sit down and eat together?" The girl reached out and brushed the hair on her temples, looking a little embarrassed.

Lu Sheng was hesitating whether to accept this sudden invitation. The girl quickly continued, "Actually, we've met before. It was at the Baihe Martial Arts Association when we participated in the Official Martial Artist Assessment … Do you remember?"

Lu Sheng was stunned for a moment before he recalled the girl's identity.

"You're that …" Lu Sheng thought for a moment and said with certainty, "Purple hairband."

The girl smiled and nodded. "My name is Yang Yuan."

When he participated in the assessment at the Baihe Martial Arts Association, this girl was the same as Lu Sheng. She was the youngest among all the candidates. The two of them had even shared a quick glances at each other a few times, so he had an impression of her.

However, she didn't wear the purple hairband today. Instead, she wore a pink one.

"Speaking of which, we're actually quite fated. I know your sister, Lu Qinghe. Qinghe often talks about you to me …" Yang Yuan blushed a little when she said that.

She had always been regarded as a cold goddess in school. She didn't expect that there would be a time when she used her connections to get close to a boy.

"Hehe, is that so …" Lu Sheng smiled and didn't expose Yang Yuan's lie.

How could his sister, Lu Qinghe, often talk about him in front of others? She was embarrassed of him.

However, Lu Sheng remembered that Lu Qinghe did mention Yang Yuan's existence. Previously, when he met Lu Qinghe and her two best friends at the Martial Arts Association, the three girls seemed to have gone to accompany Yang Yuan.

Since they were all acquaintances, Lu Sheng readily agreed. "Sure, where do you want to sit?"

Yang Yuan's eyes lit up. She eagerly led Lu Sheng the way.

"Over here, the few of us from Baihe City are sitting together."

Yang Yuan led Lu Sheng to a long table and sat down. There were seven or eight boys and girls sitting at the long table. These people were all looking at Lu Sheng with curious gazes.

During the period before they came to the training camp, the biggest news in Baihe City was this young man who was about the same age as them standing in front of them.

It was no exaggeration to say that Lu Sheng was the "celebrity" among the high school students in Baihe City.

Lu Sheng smiled at this group of people, then buried his head and started eating. He wasn't good at socializing, and he disdained to do so.

After silently watching Lu Sheng eat for a while, Yang Yuan, who had been deliberating for a long time, finally broke the awkwardness.

"Lu Sheng … Do you know anything about this Prodigy Training Camp?"