The following morning, Lu Zhen gave the training program he had made to the team leaders.
Blaze, Silk, Ouyang Jin, and the other elite fighters stood in a semi-circle, each holding a copy of the neatly written plan.
At first, they were calm as they read, then some were nearly driven to tears by the content.
Their expressions began to change.
Ouyang Jin's lips twitched slightly at the corner, Blaze frowned deeply, while Silk blinked twice, as if wondering whether he had read it wrong.
One of the former soldiers even rubbed his eyes before reading it again.
"How can there be such an inhumane training program in this world?" Ouyang Jin finally muttered, unable to hold it in any longer.
Lu Zhen stood calmly to the side with his arms folded across his chest.
"Inhumane?" he repeated lightly.
"Yes," Blaze said bluntly. "This isn't training. This is torture."
Silk nodded in agreement.
"This level of intensity… most people won't last a day."
