Retired for A Hundred Years: Re-Employment for the Apocalypse Bigshot!-Chapter 436 - 431: Beijing Training Camp (Part 9)

"Ah—"

Bai Xiaotang screamed in fright, reflexively running backward.

"Don’t run around!" Wu Muzhe grabbed Bai Xiaotang’s arm, pointing a flashlight toward the source of the sound.

A corpse-like rotting figure squirmed on the ground.

To portray the true state of low-level mutated corpses in the Pollution Zone, it must be quite difficult for this superpower teacher.

"Don’t panic, it seems unable to stand. We should be able to kill it."

Mutated Corpse: ...

Led by Wu Muzhe, the students of Anhe Middle School mustered their courage and slowly approached the squirming mutated corpse on the ground.

"Wait, how do we kill it? We don’t have any weapons," the usually silent Yan Song suddenly spoke.

Only then did everyone realize they had entered the Pollution Zone without weapons.

"Perhaps we should ask the driver? See if he has anything?"

"Alright, let’s head back."

Ji Ning almost laughed in exasperation watching the screen display the clumsy group of six.

Seeing a squirming mutated corpse in the Pollution Zone and thinking it’s harmless?

True to form, before the group took two steps back, the body suddenly lunged with a fierce expression towards one of the students.

Ma Weiwei suddenly felt a chill behind her.

Just as she was about to react, a loud noise echoed in the darkness. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"Bang—"

The nearby "mutated corpse" let out an animalistic cry of pain.

Immediately after, the driver’s cold voice came from ahead.

"Don’t expose your backs to mutated corpses, hurry over!"

The six were terrified, hurriedly running toward the faint light nearby.

While running, Bai Xiaotang suddenly slipped on something soft, screaming again in fright.

The tumultuous group of six rolled and crawled, while the "corpse" acting superpower teacher hid in the darkness chuckling, occasionally jumping out to scare them.

Except for Wang Hao, who occasionally counterattacked due to his status as a superpower user.

The others instinctively chose to flee.

The scene could only be described as a complete mess.

Until Wu Muzhe’s somewhat rational shouting came from the screen, "Don’t panic! Assume a three-person combat mode, Wang Hao will lead the way!"

Perhaps due to Wu Muzhe’s shout, or perhaps due to their routine training, the scattered group of six gradually regrouped.

Bai Xiaotang, feeling the presence of teammates behind her, slowly regained some sanity.

The surroundings remained pitch black, but having familiar people nearby provided a certain sense of security.

Wu Muzhe found a stick somewhere and handed it to Bai Xiaotang as a weapon, slowly leading the trio towards Wang Hao’s group.

His physical and spiritual power are strong, his vision better than most, and after regaining clarity, he accurately assessed the situation nearby.

He softly said, "The instructor mentioned, low-level mutated corpses have limited ability, poor mobility, and can generally be killed by targeting their heads. Be careful not to let them tear your protective suits."

...

Compared to Anhe Middle School, which quickly regrouped after a brief panic to continue their mission, the performance of the students from the other two schools was a textbook case of perfect theory and zero practical execution.

The instructors outside watched with their blood pressure rising, almost needing an oxygen mask for themselves.

No wonder before entering, the training instructor wanted ordinary students to wear armor.

It’s not because they’re afraid the superpower students will lose control and injure them, but because they’re worried they’d injure themselves while fleeing.

And their superpower students, normally arrogant, now seemed too cowardly to use their abilities.

They ran even faster than ordinary students.

Really can’t compare with the other school.

Several instructors couldn’t help but feel envious looking at Ji Ning.

"Your students are psychologically sound; how did you train them?" a teacher approached Ji Ning, asking quietly, seeking advice.

Ji Ning glanced at him, still discontent with Anhe’s clumsy group of six’s performance, "They still lack training. When they instinctively attack rather than flee in danger, that will be enough."

The instructors: ...

Is this training warriors?

***

Two hours passed quickly.

The group of six from Anhe Middle School was pulled back outside the city walls by the driver.

Seeing other students return one after another, they still looked relatively clean and intact.

One school’s five students were labeled "seriously injured," "unconscious," "like the dead," being cautiously carried back by a fellow student whose protective suit was in tatters.

This sole "Survivor" still needed help from the wall guards for the next step of healing their companions.

The six felt a mix of emotions, glancing at the few mutated orchids they managed to bring back, bitterly smiling.

What they thought would be a simple task turned out incomplete.

They handed the mutated orchids they collected to the soldier who issued the task.

The soldier seemed surprised, glanced them over, then smiled, "Task completed, each of you earns 5 points."

A truly unexpected twist in the ending...

The six were wide-eyed, "We didn’t collect 50 pounds."

The base soldier smiled and replied, "But you brought back mutated wild daisies. This gives us additional mutated plant samples."

The six collectively looked at the yellow flowers in the moisture-proof bag, eyes full of surprise.

"Next, you’ll assist researchers in extracting these mutated plants. Please proceed there for the next task."

The base soldier returned the moisture-proof bag to the six, pointing at the already-opened iron gate.

Similarly, other students from different schools began their next task, leaving this area.

Originally thinking the task was complete and they would move on to another training area, their instructors guided them to another large iron gate.

Smiling, they wished, "May you successfully complete the next task."

Everyone: ...

Still a continued task.

***

Ji Ning and the other instructors were also surprised, but the arrangement was quite reasonable, allowing students to participate continuously in multiple training sessions for an immersive experience.

They were about to move to the next room to observe the students’ performance in the upcoming task when Ji Ning’s mobile smart brain suddenly received an emergency call from Ji Hong.

Ji Ning put on headphones and pressed the receive button.

Ji Hong’s urgent voice came through, "Something’s wrong, there’s been an incident with my students here. Can you come over? We’re at the jungle adventure area..."

"What’s going on?"

"A regular student was injured by a superpower student."

Ji Ning’s heart tensed.

Ji Hong quietly asked, "Should I assist with the treatment?"

"No need, I’ll be there shortly."

...

When Ji Ning arrived, the entire training area had paused all group training, and teachers from three schools were denouncing one school’s instructor.

Behind the instructor stood an apprehensive superpower student.

The training camp leader was smiling nervously, mediating between both sides.

"Dear teachers, we have real-time monitoring, and investigation will reveal the situation soon."

"What’s there to investigate? I saw it myself, your student used superpowers and our regular student fell. How are you guiding them? How can you allow an attack on regular people?"

The teacher from Beijing No.1 was extremely angry, and the injured student this time wasn’t from an ordinary family—they were a future heir of the Cao Family.

The Cao Family is not easy to deal with. If not properly handled, the school will definitely face issues.

But the teachers from the accused school wouldn’t back down either, protecting their student and refusing to admit fault.

"Teacher, please watch your tone. Until the situation is clear, mind your words. None of us were at the training site; we saw only through the screen, which doesn’t tell the full story. Plus, our student claimed he didn’t use his superpowers against the regular student. He aimed at a nearby tree, trying to intercept, with no intention to harm."

"Alright, then explain why our student’s injury resembles a blade wound? If he hadn’t dodged quickly, would you have aimed for the neck? Is this a competition or murder, trying to take lives? This can’t just be let go, Principal, call the Security Bureau now to report!"