The blue sky and white clouds are a good day today.

At the Navy Headquarters Academy, on the wide playground track, Zhang Yang was running at a speed that was neither too fast nor too slow. His neat navy uniform had been wet with sweat. His face was red due to the long exercise time, and he seemed to have no idea what to give up.

On the fifth floor of the teaching building, Zefa, who occasionally saw this scene through the window, nodded slightly, and then continued to guide the students in various skills when fighting with the enemy.

“Huh…ha…huh…ha…ha…ha…ha…ha…”

Zhang Yang breathed regularly, inhaled his nose and exhaled his mouth. Even if his chest was uncomfortable, he did not inhale with his mouth because he understood that once the inhalation and exhalation of his nose and mouth lost balance, he would soon lose his breath and could no longer run.

It was not until he ran five laps, a total of thirteen laps that Zhang Yang, who felt his eyes were a little blurry, stopped slowly, collapsed directly to the ground, squinted his eyes at the dazzling sun, and gasped heavily.

Suddenly, a black shadow covered the sun, Zhang Yang frowned and opened his slightly narrowed eyes.

The long pink hair was tied into a small braid, the big eyes were bent into crescent moons, the delicate little face with a happy smile, and a neat navy uniform pressed against her body, outlining her initial curves.

"Tina?" Zhang Yang was stunned.

"Hmph! Are you tired and stupid? It's time to eat, why don't you get up quickly, otherwise Tina won't wait for you!"

Tina bent down behind her with her hands, looked at Zhang Yang lying on the ground and hummed.

"Hey! Got it!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yang grinned, saluted like a funny thing, and then turned over and got up.

"This is almost the same. Tina won't bother you! Smog, let's go!"

Tina smiled with satisfaction, then waved her little head and said to Smog, who was also beside her.

Smoger looked at Zhang Yang and Tina and frowned, without saying anything, looking like he didn't want to speak, and followed the two of them to the cafeteria. At the same time, a large number of students also walked out of the teaching building and walked towards the cafeteria.

This is the seventh day after Zhang Yang started running. In the past seven days, Zhang Yang has almost become accustomed to life here. Although he cannot go to the fifth floor for the time being, because Tina often reminds herself to go to dinner, she gradually became familiar.

As for Smog, he is purely because he is familiar with Tina, and of course, it may be for some other reason.

I practice running without stopping for seven days, and I don’t know if it’s because of the different worlds or why. From just a few hundred meters before to running for most of the laps without breathing, Zhang Yang’s progress is definitely very obvious. Although there is still a lot of distance from three laps without breathing, based on this trend, it doesn’t seem to take long.

When we arrived at the cafeteria, there were already many people inside. As Zhang Yang and the other two walked in, they immediately attracted countless eyes and discussions.

Although Smog and Tina are not the strongest on the fifth floor, they are still on the fifth floor. The students of the "special class" taught by Navy General Zefa naturally attracted their attention in the eyes of the students on the first to fourth floors.

As for Zhang Yang, because he kept running on the playground for a week, he was naturally seen by the students who came out to take outdoor classes or practice classes. However, unlike Tina and the others, no one knew which floor Zhang Yang was from. Therefore, although many people were curious about Zhang Yang's strange behavior, they did not have the phenomenon of much attention like Tina and the others.

"Hey! Zhang Yang, Tina, Smog, here!"

They lined up to get the meal. Zhang Yang and his men were about to choose a seat to sit down. A shout came. Zhang Yang turned his head and looked at him. He saw a boy with orange-red hair waving his arms to Zhang Yang and the others.

"It's Bastille, let's go there!"

Zhang Yang smiled at Tina and Smog, and took the two of them over and sat down together.

Bastille, the future lieutenant general of the Navy headquarters, is also one of the people who are more familiar with Zhang Yang now.

"Zhang Yang, you have made great progress recently. It seems that you will be able to learn with us in a short while!" Bastille smiled.

"It's still early to improve your yarn!"

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes while eating.

"Haha!! Come on!" Bastille laughed and patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder.

The group talked and laughed while eating, and this kind of warm feeling made Zhang Yang feel a little strange.

After dinner, Tina and the other two continued to return to the fifth floor to continue training, while Zhang Yang also continued to return to the playground to start his own running career.

The playground was silent, with only the regular sound of footsteps and breathing sounds of the slightest sunlight, which pulled the shadow of the silence for a long time.

More than an hour later, Zhang Yang was out of breath again, so he found a cool place to stop and start resting.

Turning his head and looking at the teaching building, listening to the faint shouting from inside, Zhang Yang looked at the white sky, sat cross-legged and closed his eyes and began to practice spiritual power.

This was discovered by him by chance. Cultivating spiritual power after strenuous exercise seems to have unexpected benefits. Not only can you quickly recover your physical strength, but the growth rate of spiritual power is also much faster than usual. This is a huge discovery for Zhang Yang, who urgently needs to strengthen his physical fitness and also increase his spiritual power.

In the past few days, relying on this method, Zhang Yang not only has good physical training, but his spiritual power has also increased a lot. In addition, he directly uses spiritual power to replace sleep in the dormitory every night. Now Zhang Yang's spiritual pressure has completely surpassed the ordinary god of death. If he continues, it will probably not take long to learn Zhang Yang's long-awaited moment.

The words are too far.

Ten minutes later, his physical strength fully recovered, and Zhang Yang continued to run without stopping.

In this way, more than three hours passed.

Zhang Yang was starting to jog again, suddenly, a noisy sound came from the teaching building. A group of young men and women walked out under the leadership of a navy. The outfits on her body should be at least at the level of a school official or even at the level of a general.

Zhang Yang turned his head and looked at him and didn't care. He should be taking outdoor classes or fighting exercises again. Zhang Yang has seen several batches in the past few days.

In fact, Zhang Yang's guess was indeed good. The group of boys and girls walked straight to the playground. After looking at Zhang Yang who was running curiously, they lined up under the leadership of the instructor, and then went to explain and demonstrate some basic methods against the enemy to them.

"Did you understand all of them?"

After demonstration, the instructor shouted sternly at the group of boys and girls.

"Understood!"

The boys and girls immediately responded in unison.

"If you understand, start practicing in groups of two and one after another. I will check it in an hour!"

The instructor said expressionlessly, then turned around without any delay. Seeing this, the young girls immediately scattered and found familiar people to form a group to start training.

While running, Zhang Yang took a few glances at the practices of these young men and girls, and soon lost interest. Although the instructor taught the most practical combat skills, it was completely worth mentioning compared to the vain fighting and combat experience accumulated by the captain for two thousand years. Since there were more powerful, Zhang Yang naturally lost interest in him.

But soon, Zhang Yang couldn't help but frown because he found that there were several guys pointing at him, and it would be fine if they pointed at him, but those guys seemed to be still saying something bad for him.

At this moment, Zhang Yang was immediately unhappy. It would be fine if these powerful men like Zefa had a bad attitude towards him. After all, they were in that position, but these slags with less than five combat power dared to say bad things about him. This would be impossible to bear!

"Jijiwaiwai is so noisy!"
Chapter completed!