Chapter 1500 - 1031: Heroine of the Republic 5 (four thousand)_2
She really doesn’t like the taste of natto, but when someone is watching your reaction, even if you dislike it, you have to pretend to like it and adapt.
In later generations, natto is enough to scare off many adventurous challengers. Although it looks or smells intimidating to many foreigners, its nutritional value is extremely high.
Beans are rich in protein, and natto is especially famous for its remarkable effect on the digestive system.
The first attempt might be hard to accept, but after that, you might gradually get used to it.
Hmm, she poured the natto into her rice bowl in a self-comforting and hypnotizing manner, mixed it, and then swallowed it expressionlessly.
"Don’t you think its taste is strange?"
As expected, the woman named Zuo Hezi beside her gazed at her expression and asked a soul-searching question.
"It’s okay, my father taught my mother to make natto, I often ate it as a child, and now I haven’t had it for years. I kind of miss it!"
Maybe her expression was too genuine, the other person nodded, said nothing more, but watched her eat the entire meal, and then gave a critique.
What’s called critique is just some rules and etiquette on the Japanese dining table. She hadn’t noticed that the restaurant was designed in a Chinese-style sitting style, not a kneeling style, and asked the reason.
"You will eventually have to integrate into the Huaxia circle. You must adapt to their lifestyle in advance. But our lifestyle here is the most primitive, and you have to imprint it on your bones, and you haven’t achieved this point yet. You’ll need more systematic training next."
So, because some of the most basic etiquette did not pass, her physical fitness test was paused, and three days were specially allocated to familiarize her with Japanese traditional culture and rules. She felt trapped; wasn’t sitting and eating properly okay? Why kneel? And have her wear a kimono and wooden clogs?
The only advantage is that the food here is good, besides three meals a day, there’s also a supper at night. If it’s not enough, she can add more. Except for breakfast, the other meals are in buffet style, so she secretly transferred quite a lot of food to the space for storage. After all, not every meal has someone watching, and her meal times were different from others in the first month, she definitely had the chance to transfer it. After all, there was no surveillance in this era, and whatever she wanted to do could be done in an instant.
The main reason for painstakingly hoarding supplies for herself was having experienced hunger before, and knowing the environment she’d face when she returned home would be lacking food and clothing. Even if not for herself, stockpiling more food for others is not wrong.
She knew this month should be the happiest since coming here; she only needed to learn Japanese cultural etiquette, train her posture, and subjects like makeup and disguise. Because she had to wear a kimono and wooden clogs during training, physical training was temporarily suspended.
After one month, she began testing physical fitness, reaction, memory, IQ, and other aspects of her innate abilities. Based on the test results, courses were arranged for her, which were mainly shooting, demolition, poisoning, telegraph codes, and other special agent professional skills. She had to learn them all, including Russian and English.
Finally, these two languages were optional and should be learned according to personal ability.
Since she was considered a standout trainee, most of the subjects were taught in a one-to-six small class format, which was completely different from large class progress.
The control over firearms and ammunition here was also very strict. She originally wanted to transfer some into the space but found their registration meticulous and detailed, leaving almost no opportunity, but it doesn’t mean there’s no chance.
The longer she stayed here, the more anxious she felt because many people exhibited such excellence. If such talents really infiltrated the mainland, what kind of sacrifices would they bring us? She dared not imagine. Therefore, while learning, she also continually planned in her mind how to wipe out everyone here.
The prerequisite is not to let the other party discover it’s her doing.
Now the Spiritual Field level has crossed Level 40. After reaching Level 60, she can plant medicinal materials. She must wait, wait for the opportunity, and once she’s able to grow these virtual world medicinal materials, then, based on the different characteristics of the materials, she’ll devise a method to eliminate everyone.
A person is termed a special agent because their talent, once given a little training, can fully shine, such as memory, reaction, and sensitivity abilities. If you don’t even have the most basic danger perception ability, you’re disqualified from entering small class training.