Ji Qingyu was indeed in a bad mood.
As the dean of Star City Martial Arts Academy, when she saw that only five people were willing to take the initiative to go to Northern Xinjiang, her first reaction was not to blame the students, but to reflect on her dereliction of duty.
In order to expand its strength, the demon-slaying army has made two plans. One is to draw manpower from the demon-suppressing departments and demon-killing agencies in various cities, and the other is to select talents from martial arts academies.
The latter is the most important thing.
After all, every city needs forerunners to guard it. There is no problem in deploying manpower, but the premise is that the normal operation of the city cannot be disrupted.
However, the number of students in the four major martial arts academies is very large, and it should not be difficult to select thousands of them.
Even Guanlongshan thinks so.
But the current results are not very good.
"How's it going over there?" Ji Qingyu asked.
"It's no problem. We can probably mobilize nine people." Gu Yuan replied, "If nothing happens."
"Is this so..." Ji Qingyu sighed, "Sure enough, the pioneers and the students of Star City Martial Arts Academy are still different."
To be honest, this situation in the martial arts academy was beyond Gu Yuan's expectations.
Wu Ning next to him also had a solemn expression.
There are four "instructors" from the Demon Slayer Army alone.
Four people, five people for special training.
Is it true to spread the news?
Moreover, when these five people actually arrived in Northern Xinjiang, they basically had no effect. They were like a stone thrown into a pond.
even.
If there were only these five, the demon-slaying army would not need to send instructors. These five people together might not be as good as an ordinary demon-slaying soldier. After all, they still need time to grow up and accept the baptism and training of war. Grind.
And the demon-slaying army no longer has so much time to waste on these people.
The people from the Demon Suppression Department and the Demon Slayer Department are different. They only need to know more about the situation in Northern Xinjiang, and then they can immediately join the battle. They have experience in fighting monsters, and most importantly, they have strong discipline. Know how to obey orders absolutely!
"Perhaps, we should think of ways to provide some incentives to get more students to actively participate." Ji Qingyu expressed his thoughts.
Gu Yuan was speechless, thinking about what he should do.
Wu Ning, who was standing next to him, suddenly said: "Dean, I don't think it's necessary."
"Huh? Isn't the Demon Slayer Army short of people?" Ji Qingyu said in surprise.
She didn't expect that Wu Ning would object to what she just said.
Wu Ning looked at Ji Qingyu in front of him with a serious expression: "Dean, I don't have a big picture, but I know that if we use incentives to get more students to go to Northern Xinjiang, this is not what the Demon Slayer Army wants. need."
"It's just that right now, we don't have time to discuss anything with them..."
"No, Mr. Dean, you misunderstood. I don't think it's necessary. It's not from a foreign perspective, nor do I want to give them the right to make their own choices. I just think that all those who don't want to go to Northern Xinjiang from their heart, It will become a destabilizing factor.”
Wu Ning used to be a quiet person, but when he talked about these things, he spoke very quickly and had an attitude of being unable to stop.
"I believe that if these unstable factors really reach the battlefield, they will most likely cause panic to the rest of the Demon Slayer Army at critical moments, and may even become an obstacle to us."
Ji Qingyu nodded slightly and understood what Wu Ning wanted to express.
"That's true, but the current situation... is still not very good."
At this moment, Ji Qingyu's phone rang.
After hanging up the phone, Ji Qingyu became even more melancholy.
"The situation is very bad. At Haicheng Martial Arts Academy, there are only eight students willing to sign up. It's even worse in the capital, with only three."
"Three?" Wu Ning said in surprise, "That's the Beijing Martial Arts Academy..."
"Because it is the Capital Martial Arts Academy, there will be fewer talents." Ji Qingyu looked at Wu Ning and said in a serious tone.
Wu Ning was a little confused and still didn't understand this. On the contrary, Gu Yuan had already figured out something...
Walking out of Ji Qingyu's office, Wu Ning looked a little solemn.
Before setting off, Wu Ning thought that if he could bring back many people this time, things would go very smoothly, but the result was a loud slap in the face.
"What on earth are they thinking?" Wu Ning muttered, "The situation in Northern Xinjiang is obviously so urgent. Once Demon Slayer City is breached, the entire Great Xia will be plunged into catastrophe. Could it be that they are hiding in the martial arts academy... Can you be safe?"
Gu Yuan understood the pain in Wu Ning's heart and wanted to comfort his friend, but he couldn't help but said: "You are wrong."
"ah?"
"It's not that they really think they can be safe by hiding in the martial arts academy, but you didn't let them see the danger." Gu Yuan said, "In other words, the Demon Slayer Army protected Daxia very well."
"Ah... shouldn't it be like this?" Wu Ning turned to look at Gu Yuan, feeling highly incomprehensible!
"This is indeed what we need to do, but if we let them always live in the safe zone, over time, they will forget to stare at the wall, until the high wall falls into disrepair and eventually collapses. Then, the people who are singing and dancing will Will be completely overwhelmed by fear..."
Wu Ning: "..."
"Why, isn't mine clear enough?" Gu Yuan asked doubtfully.
Wu Ning laughed.
"How about you become the sword bearer of Star City? This sounds more and more like Commander Li and Commander Ling."
"ah?"
Gu Yuan took Wu Ning and the two of them towards Star Lake.
Passing by a square, there was a table there. Three or two students were sitting there listlessly, with two poles holding up a red banner behind them.
"Demon Slayer Army Registration Office."
Wu Ning stopped and looked around.
At this moment, a young student walked over there.
Gu Yuan looked at the young student, who was about seventeen or eighteen years old. He looked a little thin, dressed plainly, and had slightly curly hair.
"Hello, please give me a form. I would like to sign up."
The boy sitting on the chair raised his head and glanced at the other person, smiled, and handed over a form.
"Want to go to Northern Xinjiang?"
The young student raised his head and glanced at the other person, a little embarrassed, nodded slightly, and said "hmm" in a very loud voice.
"Pfft..." The girl on the side was also sitting on the chair, raising her hands above her head, admiring the manicure she had done yesterday, "If you really go to Northern Xinjiang, wouldn't you be feeding the monsters!"
Then he stretched his neck and looked at the form that the other party started to fill out.
"He Youzhi, oh! He's still an aspiring young man! Hey, a student at the barren level? No, a student at the barren level... dare to go to Northern Xinjiang?" The girl looked at He Youzhi with eyes full of ridicule, "What on earth do you think? Don’t you have any self-awareness?”
He Youzhi's hands shook slightly, his head lowered, pretending to fill in the form seriously.
The girl's hand, which was sitting with a manicure, suddenly pressed on the form.
"Junior, please listen to my senior sister's advice. If someone like you goes to Northern Xinjiang, it will only cause trouble. It's better to stay at Star City Martial Arts Academy. I'm doing this all...for your own good."
Another man fiddled with his hair in front of Xiping's mobile phone screen and said: "Muxue is still too kind, but students like them, even if they have graduated from the martial arts academy, are better than ordinary people." Not much, what good way out can we find?
They are not like you. Your Su family is a wealthy family. Even if you want to enter the Demon Suppression Division, it is not difficult, but they... still have to work hard for a living. "
He Youzhi remained silent and continued to fill in the form in his hand. Then he picked it up and checked it carefully. After making sure that the information was correct, he handed the form back.
"Thanks."
The man took the form from him and put it aside. He Youzhi said nothing and turned around to leave.
Just then, another boy came, carrying two plastic bags filled with milk tea. The boy was sweating profusely and panting heavily.
"Senior Muxue, milk tea is here!"
"It's here!" Su Muxue quickly took a cup, inserted the straw, took a sip, and suddenly became angry, "This is too sweet, isn't it half sugary for me?"
"But...this is half sugar..."
"Forget it, forget it. I'm too lazy to argue with you. Let's go buy another cup. This time it should be slightly sugary. It's so sweet. Do you want to fatten me to death?" Su Muxue casually put down the milk tea in her hand, but it happened to be pressed. On He Youzhi's form.
He Youzhi was a little worried before, but now he turned around and saw this scene, and hurriedly walked forward. He stretched out his hand to move the milk tea away, but found that his form had been wet, and the handwriting he had just filled in had been soaked.
"This..." He Youzhi raised his head and looked at Su Muxue, feeling a little unhappy.
But in the end, he managed to suppress his temper.
However, his expression was caught by Su Muxue, who suddenly lost his temper.
"Who asked you to touch my milk tea?"
He Youzhi stared at her, breathing heavily because of the atmosphere.
But in the end, he calmed down and looked at the boy next to him.
"Hello, please give me another form."
The man glanced at him and then at Su Muxue, but made no move.
He Youzhi just stretched out his hand to get the form. He was about to fill it out again when suddenly half a cup of milk tea hit his form. The cup broke and the sweet milk tea splashed on his body and clothes.
He Youzhi suddenly raised his head and stared at Su Muxue angrily.
Su Muxue looked at him with a sneer.
"Who asked you to touch my milk tea?"
The atmosphere suddenly became a little solid.
The boy next to him quickly comforted him and said, "Okay, okay, Muxue, there's no need to be angry with him."
"Look at his attitude! What's wrong with me! He was glaring at me just now, didn't you see it?" Su Muxue said angrily.
"Oh, why are you arguing with him? There's no need! What's your identity? What's his identity... and you?"
"snort……"
He Youzhi gently wiped the milk tea on his face and suddenly felt sad.
But at this moment, a voice came from behind him.
"I would like to ask, what is her... identity?"
