Chapter 1608
Chapter 1608: Special Treatment Riddle Event (2)
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After a pause, Rowdy Brightwill shouted again, "Report!"
"Say it all in one breath!"
Joshua Bailey shouted somewhat impatiently.
Really felt like crushing this kid!
"Is this another unfair training?"
Staring fixedly at Joshua Bailey, Rowdy Brightwill’s voice was firm and powerful.
"So what if it is?" Joshua Bailey retorted unhappily.
God damn it.
If he had the kind of presence the Captain did, he might have docked Rowdy Brightwill’s points long ago.
This kid’s stubbornness really makes one want to kill him.
"Report!" Rowdy Brightwill’s momentum did not wane, his expression was very calm, "I’m just asking."
Joshua Bailey’s brows twitched, and his face instantly turned black.
Just asking?!
He was indeed just asking, but he clearly saw, in the eyes of many recruits who couldn’t ski, flames of anger rising.
He was bullying them!
With Rowdy Brightwill’s words, the original resentment of those people instantly turned into anger, converging uniformly towards Joshua Bailey.
Joshua Bailey had no doubt that if given the chance, these people would swarm in and beat him up.
"Do you see that mountaintop?"
Resisting the fiery anger, Joshua Bailey raised his hand and pointed to the tallest mountain behind him.
In the vast snow, it seemed not far away, but this group of recruits had been training in the Jungle for a long time and had hands-on experience.
At least two ridges have to be crossed to reach that highest mountain.
Snow Mountain!
Snow Mountain, hey!
For those who can’t ski, how difficult could that Road be to traverse!?
Even if they wanted to learn, that would take some time!
"It’s just past three now, there’s more than two hours till dark," Joshua Bailey checked his watch and continued, "If anyone falls behind, your dinner is out the window."
The recruits were already used to silence.
Having been here for more than a month, they had long seen the reality—
Arguing was useless, and would only end up hurting themselves.
But, most of the recruits had a fierce look in their eyes, as if they were ready to eat someone alive.
"Also, there’s one more thing," meeting their gazes calmly, Joshua Bailey spoke steadily, "Anyone who hasn’t reached the destination by dark loses five points!"
As soon as the words fell, the recruits’ faces suddenly darkened a bit more.
But Joshua Bailey didn’t pay any attention, blowing the whistle to urge them to leave.
Flossie Wright and Belinda Nichols were among the first group of people to ski away.
The Road they had walked on was full of footprints and potholes, but once the skis flew over, only a series of winding marks were left.
The snow was no longer their constraint; instead, it became their tool for advancement.
With a "whoosh," silhouettes quickly became tiny shadows.
The differences were big in comparison.
Those who could ski vanished in minutes, while those who couldn’t were basically turning in circles, falling as soon as they got up, some slowly groping, while others simply gave up on skiing, strapped the ski gear tightly, slung it over their shoulders, and used their feet as tools to slowly leave.
Joshua Bailey stayed at his spot, observing everyone’s situation.
Among all this, what surprised Joshua Bailey the most was Flossie Wright.
Flossie Wright, who never used to vie for the lead.
— End of Chapter 1608 —