Chapter 284 - The First Meeting of All Members!
Chapter 284: The First Meeting of All Members!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Although the national first- and second-year student competition had ended, the school selection competition had become a hot topic, especially the topic related to Moss.
“Did you hear about a first-year student named Moss? He has been making headlines in the school recently.”
“He’s as popular as the presidents of the top three societies.”
“I’m confused by Moss. He’s a knight who couldn’t be any more ordinary, yet he managed to enter Kyoto Institute, not to mention he’s on the main campus. He’s not the strongest, but the presidents of the top three clubs and the Great Five favor him.
“What’s even more ridiculous is that Lady Luck was on his side during the selection competition. He skipped the last three rounds and went straight into the reserve team.”
“That utterly confused me. I’m still unsure if Moss has someone helping him, if he’s super strong, or if he’s insanely lucky.”
Groups of senior students could always find inspiration from topics relating to Moss.
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As the main focus of the topic, Moss was unaware. Besides attending classes these past few days, he spent most of his time in the library.
As the main character of the topic, Moss was utterly unaware. He would have lived here if not for the guards who chased him away. He also discovered that Kyoto Institute’s library had many interesting books.
The number of books here exceeded that of S District’s library. Moreover, Moss always found books here that could quickly answer his questions. For example, potential stimulation, Qi and blood, spatial anomalies, etc.
However, Moss did not go to the library that day because it was the day Kyoto’s reserve team would gather for the first time.
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The reserve team would train in Kyoto’s elite training ground number 1 over the next few months. At that moment, only five of them were there practicing various equipment.
These were the five second-year students, and they managed the reserve team’s practice. They would always arrive at training ground number 1 an hour earlier whenever they gathered.
“I heard the first-year students this time around are pretty good, Captain,” Benedict smilingly said as he practiced.
Bishop was the person Benedict called “captain.” He was the strongest second-year student in Kyoto.
Bishop’s face darkened when he heard Benedict’s words. He said thoughtfully, “You should all remember one thing: if you want to defend the title, you must rely on me! At most, these first-year students will train.”
Bishop did a few more 20-ton pulls as he spoke and continued, “We must cheer up, comrades. This year’s first- and second-year student competition is an enormous challenge for us.
“Our school’s team only has five second-year students this time. We have two fewer second-year students than our seniors last year.”
Opposite Bishop was a seven-foot-five student who showed off his muscular arms. He said confidently, “Captain, we can defend our title as long as you’re around and the four of us support each other, even if the other five are rookies.”
“Yeah!” The other three echoed.
“It’s good that you’re all so confident, but we must still work harder to defend the title,” Bishop nodded and changed the topic, “To be honest, I like how this feels because something will feel off if we can defend our title with ease.
“Moreover, if the five of us can defend the title with the five first-year students, it will further prove our strength. Then we can obtain more GPA points and rewards.”
The four shouted in unison, “Captain Bishop is mighty!”
A smile flashed across Bishop’s face. He waved his hand and said, “All right, get ready, everyone. The rookies will be here soon. We can’t lose the tradition of our reserve team.”
“Don’t worry, Captain. We will help these rookies remember this unforgettable day.” Their voices reverberated throughout the training ground, but their figures had already disappeared.
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There were still fifteen minutes left until 9 am, and Moss slowly walked toward the training ground. He was holding a “Theory of Spatial Anomalies” book in one hand and a black bag full of other books in the other.
Since Nat and the others had arrived and stood around discussing something, Moss took the initiative to greet them, “Hello, everyone. You guys arrived pretty early.”
Lila rolled her eyes and teased Moss, “We thought you forgot today’s gathering and went to the library again.”
Charlie, beside Lila, added, “There’s an 80% chance Moss came from the library.”
Moss laughed, “Hahaha!”
Nat looked at her watch. It was already 9:03 am, so she could not help but ask curiously, “Hmm? Why don’t I see the five seniors anywhere?”
Just as she finished her sentence, an announcement sounded on the training ground, “Hello, rookies. According to the reserve team’s tradition, you must complete 500 push-ups (girls can do sit-ups instead), 10010-ton drags, and 100-kilometer races in 90 minutes.
“Only then will we consider you guys members of the reserve team. Otherwise, you can go back to wherever you came from!”
A 90-minute timer appeared on the big screen. Moss and the other five looked at each other and felt confused. A moment later, Charlie took giant strides and ran straight to the machine.
One member moved, so the others followed suit. After a short analysis, Moss started with 500 push-ups. Nat followed Moss and did 500 sit-ups beside him. Her pace was the same as Moss’s.
Nat did not want Moss to think she was better, but she also did not want him to think she was weak. Soon, the duo finished their 500 push-ups or sit-ups and began their 100-kilometer race.
The 100-kilometer race was too easy for Moss as his beginner mission in Buried City was 200 kilometers. However, he had to be slightly faster than last time, or he would not have enough time to complete the 10010-ton hard pull.
Meanwhile, Captain Bishop and the other three were looking at the big screen with great interest in the monitoring room.
Benedict withdrew his contempt and said in surprise, “The rookies are doing pretty well, Captain.”
Bishop nodded, “They’re quite obedient too.”
Seeing as the five rookies had almost completed their tasks, he waved his hand and said, “It’s time for us to take the stage, comrades! Let’s go and welcome the rookies!”
With that, he took the lead and walked toward Moss and the other four.