Chapter 1307: Chapter 52: I’m Being Targeted [2-in-1] (Part 2)
"Reward four, for those who meet...conditions, their descendants can enjoy the treatment of Guardian’s lineage, training and the like...but this one is quite difficult."
"Reward five, every year we will choose the best and excellent among you, awarding several...naturally there will also be the worst and last...punishment as follows..."
"In the first five years at the Nirvana Martial Arts Academy, you can move freely, but you are not allowed to leave."
At first, all the death row inmates felt that they would eventually die when they heard about the punishment, but as they listened to the rewards one by one, they slowly realized...huh?
Not bad?
Continuing to listen...too good!
Listening further...damn, is there such a good thing!
Immediately, each one began to glow with excitement; not only didn’t have to die but there is also a future?
As for what kind of effort this future needs, everyone didn’t really care, what’s most important is not having to die now.
All other efforts, just go all out.
It must be said that Fang Che and Zhao Shanhe’s crafted Rubbing Technique truly touched upon these people’s weak spots.
First, I allow you to escape the imminent death sentence, and then let you worry about life and death in the first few years; after that, I restore your cultivation, and then give you honor...allowing you to have high expectations at every step.
By the end, you have secured a place, your descendants have a future waiting, the family is stable; good, you’re free, choose for yourself.
How can you even choose any differently? By then, first, you’re already used to it, second, you’re already assimilated, third, even though you’re free, you don’t know what to do; unless you want to abandon this and go back to being a bandit? Even the most foolish couldn’t make such an absurd choice...
So this group of people is as good as locked in at the Nirvana Martial Arts Academy starting now.
Nine hundred and ninety-eight people struggled to contain their excitement, light gleaming in their eyes.
Desperately suppressing the cheers about to erupt.
Only feeling that the heart was about to burst with joy.
"But!"
Fang Che shouted in a deep voice, saying: "However, you know what kind of person I am. Meeting these requirements under me is not easy. Therefore, prepare yourselves mentally."
"Every year, there will be usable personnel. There are countless talents in the death row prison. There’s a saying, everyone who enters death row, more than half are all kinds of talents, you understand this."
"So there will be intense competition among you."
"And various bad habits, think it through yourself, change first." Fang Che said coldly: "As a principal, I don’t want to chop off your heads myself."
"Yes!"
"Go. I will arrange for you to go to the Nirvana Martial Arts Academy."
Fang Che said indifferently: "As this principal, though I don’t often appear at the academy, but...as soon as I appear, it’s a random check. It’s an assessment! Everyone, I hope you can all achieve these rewards, rather than receive punishment from me!"
After saying, Fang Che put away the documents.
"Dismissed!"
Turned around and left.
Behind him, a synchronized voice: "Principal, farewell!"
Fang Che ignored them and went straight out.
Quickly walked out.
Zhao Shanhe hurriedly followed: "The effect is good, hahaha... thank you for your hard work."
Before finishing the words, discovered Fang Che had already disappeared.
"...damn!"
Zhao Shanhe cursed.
Then he heard a sudden outburst of cheers like mountains and ocean waves from the hall where Fang Che had given the speech.
Zhao Shanhe couldn’t help but smile.
Then said: "Arrange people, take them to the Nirvana Martial Arts Academy, from now on, this bunch of guys is part of the academy."
"Those who come later, without innocent blood on their hands, also detain separately, then await selection."
"Yes, Chief."
...
Fang Che had already returned to the Inspection Hall, his Life and Death Patrol Group, had already been listed separately, with a wall separating it from other patrols nearby.
This wall wasn’t very high, only one zhang tall, and it wasn’t thick.
But this wall separated is like heaven and earth.
And Mo Gan Yun, Feng Xiang, Dongxue Wanren and others were still diligently working outside.
Yu Zhongge and others were constantly flipping through documents, gathering information, questioning prisoners, verifying testimonies, continually extracting useful data from all traces, then immediately going out to act on this.
Everyone was like a high-speed spinning top.
The children like Ren Chun and others were divided into two groups, one constantly organizing the warehouse, categorizing it increasingly finely, sticking various clear labels, meticulously classifying.
And another group was practicing martial arts, slamming their bodies like rain.
This side practices to exhaustion, then goes to work to rest, while those exhausted from working come to practice to rest.
The little guys’ resilience, especially their endurance against toil and pain, left Ye Meng and Mo Gan Yun stunned.
Because truly few children have such a strong endurance to harm, able to endure with a discipline that could be considered cruel!
Yet these nine little guys relish it.
Their progress isn’t fast, but every move and style’s foundation is extremely solid!
Even the little girl Ren Dong could knock herself out several times a day from practice.
But every time she wakes up, she pouts and with a little recovered face, resumes practice.
This even shocked Ye Meng.
Because back in the training camp, those kids couldn’t achieve this.
However, Ye Meng also realized he overlooked something: back in the training camp, the kids only faced strict training demands, but their living was secured.
Moreover, there was no bullying, nor was there any life-threatening crisis, the feeling of instability was absolutely non-existent.
