Until lunch was over, most of the participants for the assessnt had already arrived, making the mountain top livelier.
anwhile, all ten assessnt project sites had been fully set up.
At this mont, quite a few people could be seen sweating heavily, experiencing each project first, which would help judge the passing rate of the assessnt.
Xiao Feng didn't join the hustle and bustle but rather stayed at the shooting range supervising everyone, pointing out their shortcomings, teaching skills, and doing his best to cover the shortfalls of this project.
"Master, the people who ca this ti are quite skilled," Di Junxiong said heavily, with a gleam of nervousness and excitent in his eyes.
Xiao Feng replied calmly, "Indeed, most of them are above the passing line; if there isn't any unforeseen circumstance, the pass rate for this assessnt is at least above ninety percent."
The reason they know they can pass and still strive hard is naturally to aim for a position in the core mbers of the Demon Suppression Action Team.
According to the regulations, examiners will score each participant based on their performance, and the accumulated scores will determine the top ten, who will receive a reward of being promoted to core mbers.
One hundred seventy people competing for ten spots—it's certainly a fierce competition!
Of course, this is not sothing Xiao Feng needs to worry about; he hasn't thought about competing for the top ten positions. Passing is good enough.
Very soon, Di Junxiong also joined the training.
Xiao Feng glanced at the group of people who were gradually getting into their stride, then quietly left, wandering around the mountaintop.
In fact, in his view, whether Qingyue and others at their current level can pass the project's passing line is still quite suspenseful.
But there is no other way. Overindulgence can lead to harm; progress must co step by step, otherwise, it would be akin to pulling up seedlings to help them grow.
If a sharpshooter can be trained in just a couple of days, the value must be rather low.
At this mont, Chi Xiao, with a young man about his age, hurriedly approached, and upon spotting Xiao Feng, his eyes lit up, speeding up a few steps.
"Brother Xiao!"
Xiao Feng stopped and casually asked, "Seeing Brother Chi so anxious, where are you heading to?"
"To find you!" Chi Xiao said solemnly, "To be honest, I want to ask Brother Xiao for a favor."
"Sure, as long as I can do it, I won't refuse," Xiao Feng agreed readily while discreetly observing the young man beside Chi Xiao.
The other had thick brows and big eyes, a bowl-cut hair, and a constant bright smile on his face, giving a very friendly vibe.
If he guessed correctly, the favor Chi Xiao wanted was related to this young man...
Chi Xiao was amazed at Xiao Feng's prompt response, thanked him, and led him to a secluded area away from the crowd, saying:
"Let introduce this friend of mine to Brother Xiao first.
His surna is Bao, Bao Jinghao."
Xiao Feng's mouth twitched involuntarily; Bao... Jinghao?
How good can that be?
Then he glanced at the na tag on the man's chest, reading Bao Jinghao, with the number 107.
"Just call Baozi," Bao Jinghao said with a smile, extending his right hand to Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng shook it and exchanged a few pleasantries.
After getting to know each other, Chi Xiao got to the point, "Baozi had so issues over the past six months, so he couldn't really intensify his training.
While he's fine with solo projects, when it cos to team or multiple-person ones, he's a bit shaky..."
While speaking, Chi Xiao kept observing Xiao Feng's expression, trying to gauge his attitude.
To his disappointnt, Xiao Feng kept smiling, with eyes showing no fluctuation, seemingly... not grasping the underlying ssage?
No, wait!
Chi Xiao quickly realized that Xiao Feng was pretending not to understand.
Because there was nothing profound about his remarks; even teenagers would get it.
Lost in thought, Xiao Feng nonchalantly said, "Did Baozi get injured while executing a task?
If he got injured on duty, it might be reasonable to relax the conditions a bit."
Chi Xiao frowned; was this a refusal?
However, thinking it through, there's nothing odd about it.
Asking for help is never free, plus the difficulty of the task and the cost need to be connected.
It's like asking a friend to do sothing; ignoring the effort put into hosting or persuading, just the investnt can exceed tens of thousands.
If you offer two pounds of apples as a thank you, you're lucky not to get beaten up.
Bao Jinghao sighed, "I wasn't going to ntion it, but since you asked, I'll tell you.
I was recovering at ho for half a year, and only got better half a month ago; as for the reason..."
At this point, Bao Jinghao chuckled bitterly, followed by a long sigh, "Sigh... at the beginning of the year, my mom took to a temple for incense.
While asking for a fortune, an old monk told my mom that he saw I'd be hurt by a woman this year and advised vigilance.
Then my mom repeatedly warned to minimize contact with the opposite sex this year.
Initially, I thought it was quite nice, at least I wouldn't be pressured into endless matchmaking.
But later, a girl whom I had mutual feelings with confessed to , and my mom persistently opposed our relationship.
I was so frustrated that I went drinking with a few friends.
Upon finishing, I was at my doorstep, just about to enter, when a neighbor lady suddenly sped towards on her e-bike and knocked down.
Being knocked down wouldn't have mattered, but sohow, I broke bones in my forearm and calf, stayed a month in the hospital, and three more recovering at ho—basically half a year doing nothing."
"..." Xiao Feng.
Having listened to Bao Jinghao's explanation, Xiao Feng was at a loss on how to comnt.
Strictly speaking, the old monk wasn't wrong.
Getting bones broken by a neighbor lady on an e-bike is indeed "being hurt by a woman," isn't it?
Although it differed from Bao Jinghao's mother's expectation of "being hurt by a woman," any argunt with the old monk would lack conviction.
At this mont, Chi Xiao cleared his thoughts and continued, "Brother Xiao, don't worry, we definitely won't let you help us for nothing. If Baozi passes the assessnt smoothly, I'm willing to offer a million as thanks!"
Xiao Feng glanced at Bao Jinghao, whose calm deanor suggested that a million was not a big deal for him.
This made Xiao Feng marvel at how many people nowadays aren't taking money seriously.
Still, it's good; it'd be best if all such people threw their money at him!
Of course, while pondering this, Xiao Feng feigned a look of hesitation, "Isn't that inappropriate?
Brother Chi is my friend, and his friends are my friends too. Talking about money hurts relationships."
"It doesn't hurt a bit," Chi Xiao stated earnestly, "Even with close friends, one needs to account properly, and a friend helping another isn't for free."
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