The Most Random System

Lin Li is very serious and doesn’t talk about feelings when training cadets.

There’s a saying that goes, if you want a life of never returning home at night, partying every night, you only need to be "born in 1996, African mixed, love to go to Comic-Cons for photography, was a punk in junior high, athlete in high school, rapper in college, served two years as a mandatory soldier after graduation, became an instructor, eyes pure and illiterate, born to a mother, loves singing but snow~".

Because this is particularly effective on some sex-brained girls, a hero who reaps all version bonuses.

One reaction to this is that some girls would always like the instructors during military training.

Although he wasn’t sure if any of the soldiers under him were like that, Lin Li felt it was necessary to avoid it as much as possible and not secretly associate with any cadet.

But a friendly reminder, the worry is mutual, instructors do have to be careful of female cadets falling for them, but male cadets also have to be careful of instructors setting their sights on them.

Lin Li clearly remembers that during the first year of junior high school training, the instructor would always say something like, "Once I stand up, you should be ready with your butts, not wait for me to finish speaking before you’re fumbling around with yourselves...".

At that time, he thought it was normal, not realizing the issue.

Just blame himself for being too naive back then, this was the instructor’s harassment!

If Lin Li crossed back in time now, he would definitely report this vulgar-mouthed instructor to the higher-ups!

Not sure if Nansang Middle School had military training. They didn’t have it when they enrolled.

For the remaining time, the last possible timing would be after reclassifying into new classes for a new semester, because they can use it as a reason to help new classmates bond.

Lin Li used to be quite resistant to military training since it brought no benefits, but now it doesn’t matter, after all standing in military posture for a day doesn’t cause much fatigue, there’s even a chance to trigger some missions, which is quite nice.

Smack.

As he was lost in thought about this and that, he heard the sound of a fall behind him. Lin Li turned his head and then frowned:

"Number 23! Why did you fall behind again?!"

"Others carry so much more weight than you and can keep up, but you’re carrying less and still can’t match them? Do you think this is appropriate?"

Lin Li looked at the zombie that fell to the ground with a bit of annoyance.

Damn it, others manage to keep up carrying a head, body, two legs, and two arms, but this zombie only needs to carry a head, a body, one leg, and two arms, clearly carrying less weight, but still can’t move as fast as other cadets.

Trash! Just rubbish!

"Alright, Number 24, man, you go help Number 23.

Remember, the first rule of the Lin Family Army is ’No Abandonment, No Giving Up,’ we are a team, we need to protect each other, we fight side by side, we absolutely cannot let our comrades walk alone in the storm! Everyone is a beloved partner!"

"Damn, why did you fall too, trash, you’re trash too!"

"Number 25, Number 22, yes, you two, go, kill Number 23 and Number 24.

Remember, the second rule of the Lin Family Army is, ’No freeloaders,’ the third rule is ’When the second rule conflicts with the first rule, the second rule prevails,’ because losers don’t count as people!"

At this moment, Lin Li had a whistle hanging around his neck, holding a somewhat distorted megaphone, standing spiritedly on a slightly elevated piece of concrete, giving orders to the zombies drawn to the street by his commands.

Dozens of zombies under Lin Li’s command stumbled and staggered as they tried to execute his orders.

These dozens of zombies were obedient, yet impossibly obedient.

After lining them up, Lin Li casually assigned a code number to each of them.

But the reason they were ’disobedient’ is because they couldn’t execute as perfectly as Lin Li desired.

Their sense of height was peculiar, causing the formation to be staggered, with a full-bodied zombie possibly standing next to a half-bodied one, or a short one next to a hunchbacked one.

The so-called arm’s length interval was particularly hard, but this wasn’t really their fault, as each one’s condition varied, some had no hands, others can’t fully extend theirs, or perhaps they simply lacked arms, so everyone’s definition of an arm’s length was different.

Walking was even worse to watch, given the huge variability among the zombies, accidents like someone falling over happened frequently.

What can I say?

As much as he didn’t want to admit it, given this army’s quality, the Lin Family Army could probably be considered a rogue force.

If it were eighty thousand against sixty thousand, the advantage would definitely not be mine.

Lin Li really liked an old Chinese saying, those who thrive on opportunity are heroes — these guys’ quality is like this, just make do and have fun.

Just as Lin Li was appreciating the collaboration of Number 25 and Number 22 in clearing house, a louder roar and the sound of dragging footsteps came from the distant ruins.

A few more zombies, attracted by Lin Li’s loud commands and the commotion, were heading this way.

Leading them was a large-sized figure. Although its clothes were ragged, its muscles were still somewhat firm, though it didn’t look mutated, just a guy who was strong when alive.

It immediately spotted Lin Li standing in an elevated position, and since it wasn’t within [Demon Breath]’s range and Lin Li hadn’t spoken, it let out a wild roar, the corners of its rotting mouth cracking open to reveal yellow-black teeth, as it took large strides directly towards Lin Li.

A few ordinary zombies following it also got riled up, grunting as they joined in the charge.