The crane is gone, and it walks calmly.

There were two people in the whole office, Foxy and Zefa, although Zefa didn't exud any breath, but Foxy couldn't help but get nervous.

Look at the thigh-thick arms, and the strong muscles covered by the clothes, I can't hold my throat with a casual punch.

Compared with one, his small physique is no different from a chick.

"Let's get to know your future friends first."

Crisp and neat, Zefa didn't procrastinate, stood up and walked towards the door.

"Yes, Admiral Zefa."

Foxy followed behind him, his pace determined.

"Call me Zefa in the future."

Without looking back, Zefa stiffened his face and did not smile.

"Yes, Mr. Zefa."

I don't know why Foxy is nervous and a little apprehensive, is it because Zefa's aura is too strong?

"Assemble!"

Zefa led Foxy to the playground with a stern face.

Foxy could clearly perceive that some of the children were trembling, presumably a little afraid of Zefa.

Neat and tidy, more than a dozen children of different heights and ages, standing in two rows on the playground, looking at Zefa without squinting.

"Foxie, introduce yourself."

"Yes."

With a strained face, Foxy was also very serious.

It's not that he doesn't want to be relaxed, it's just that Zefa's aura is too strong, resulting in a particularly heavy atmosphere.

"My name is Foxy and I'm 14 years old, so please take care of me."

"Humph!"

Some children clasped their hands on their shoulders and looked at Foxy with a stinky look in their eyes, revealing disdain in their eyes, and some children looked at Foxy with a smile.

But that smile was a schadenfreude smile.

Foxy chuckled in his heart, feeling that these little kids were not easy to get along with.

"Now you're getting acquainted, now run five laps along the playground."

Without a hint, Zefa gave the order.

As soon as they heard this order, all the children felt as if they had been abandoned.

"Zefa-sensei?"

A child with short blond hair and a wide chin looked like sixteen or seventeen and wanted to say something, but before he could finish speaking, Ze Fa looked at him and was trembling on the spot.

"Gaspard, add a lap."

"Who still has a problem." Looking around, Zefa strained his face, looking like a demon, so that more than a dozen children did not dare to breathe.

"What are you doing in a daze, run for me."

Zefa roared.

"Yes."

Splashing dust, more than a dozen children began to run around the playground in the sun.

There was no need for Zefa to speak, and Foxy followed sensibly behind him, but his face trembled as he looked at the huge playground.

According to preliminary estimates, there are eight or nine kilometers in this lap, and there are five laps....

As soon as they came up, they were so high-intensity, and they really didn't treat them as human beings.

The most important thing is that these guys ran too fast, just distancing themselves from Foxy all at once.

Faulksie chased after him with all his strength, but he could only look at it.

MMP, don't be so brutal.

Foxy had just finished a lap, sticking out his tongue and sweating profusely, but these guys were already in the second lap, and some of them were not red or panting.

What made Foxy speechless the most was that a little Lori in the crowd ran faster than him, and smiled sweetly when passing by him, Foxy did not feel the bathing spring breeze, but felt deep malice.

I can't even compare to a Lori.

Shame, great shame.

The track of the whole playground is ten kilometers, that is, 10,000 meters, and the runways of some schools in the previous life were about 400 meters or 500 meters, which means that there are 20 runways of 500 meters.

Those five laps add up to 50,000 meters, which is equivalent to 50 kilometers, and that can't kill people.

Even if Foxy had practiced for more than a month before, 50 kilometers would be enough.

That's a marathon!

Slowly, the guys who ran like Hot Wheels before also began to stick out their tongues and slow down.

Foxy wasn't in a hurry, just running slowly, his breathing strength remaining steady, although his legs began to weaken when he was sweating profusely.

The three children in the crowd were particularly tough, especially the wild Lori, who was running in the second echelon, and as for Foxie, he was far ahead of the third echelon, and he was the only one.

The sun was hanging over their heads, and slowly there were fewer and fewer people on the playground, who had already completed five laps, and now it was only Foxy and the guy who added an extra lap to Gaspard.

His mouth was dry, and Foxy felt that his legs were no longer his own, and his breathing hurt terribly, but he persevered.

"Your name is Foxie?"

Running side by side, both were on the last lap, but Foxey was on the fifth lap and Gaspard was on the sixth.

Sticking out his tongue and getting wet with sweat, Foxy turned his head to look at Gaspard, feeling like he had seen somewhere.

"You.. Hello..."

Unable to breathe, Faulksie laughed more ugly than cried.

"You're so weak."

With a look of disdain, Gaspard ignored Foxy after speaking, and quickened his pace to smoke in front of Foxie.

His face froze, and Foxy looked at the back of the peerless dust, and really wanted to shoot a shot with a slow aperture.

Why don't you learn well at a young age, shouldn't you help according to the normal routine?

Even if you fall into the well, you still despise it.

Foxy wanted to catch up and raise his eyebrows, but the idea was a good idea, but his body didn't allow it.

But the name Gaspard seems to have really heard it somewhere, with short blond hair, a big mouth, a wide chin, and a long one that is very fierce, and at first glance you know that it is from the mixed road.

Unable to remember for a moment, Foxy gritted his teeth and insisted.

It was a little slow, but it was finished.

Tired like a dead dog, Foxy gasped with his hands on his knees, as if he had been drenched in water, not to mention embarrassed.

Everyone around him looked at him.

"The physical fitness is too poor."

Even Zefa frowned.

Straightening up, Fuksie's breathing was no longer so breathless, but his chest was still rising and falling violently, and his legs were shaking.

"Teacher Zefa, I'll do my best."

Clenching his fists, Fauxie's self-esteem was stronger than he had imagined.

I finally came to this moment, looking at people's faces, flattery, and even risking my life, I must not give up halfway.

The left eye is tingling, even my life is in danger, and I am still afraid of something.

What's more, it is also related to plastic surgery, and it must not be sloppy!

"Work hard, of course you have to work hard, I won't treat you differently just because you were recommended by the crane, everyone here is like this, so you will spend the days in hell in the future, and if you are not careful, you will die."

glanced at Foxie, and then Zefa stared at Gaspard and the others with a cold gaze.

Swallowing their saliva, everyone held their breath, they only joined the academy for ten days and half a month, and the longest was only one or two months, so they hadn't figured out Zefa's temper yet.

"That's it for today, you go back and have a good rest, and start formal training tomorrow, and you'll know when you don't meet my requirements."

"Drake, take Foxy to your dorm room, and the rest of you are free."

Zefa didn't wait for everyone to answer, and disappeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Zefa disappear out of thin air, all the students breathed a sigh of relief.

Because the pressure on Zefa is too heavy.