Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

An hour ago, she finally met Instructor Doberman.

Just like the legend, Instructor Doberman is a very strict instructor with a sadistic temperament, and he treats his operators very ruthlessly.

She would conduct devilish training on the new recruits, using the whip in her hand to "supervise" them.

There are two sentences in Doberman's operator profile: Every new operator who joins Rhodes Island, no matter how glorious their past was before joining, must accept the baptism of Miss Doberman. Even the most unruly and untamed horse will gradually integrate into this group after being trained by her.

The word "training" is very spiritual, and seems to imply some special fetishes of the instructor.

Feng Qingyu missed two days of training, so when Doberman saw her, his tone was naturally extremely stern.

"You got sick right after arriving at Rhodes Island, which proves that your physical fitness is very poor and you are totally unqualified. As an operator of Rhodes Island, a reasonable and regular diet is also part of your daily training."

Then Dubin confiscated the cigarette from her.

Smoking is harmful to the body, and Doberman does not approve of operators harming their own bodies.

"Next time, don't let me find you with tobacco. I'll confiscate it."

Feng Qingyu didn't dare to refute and could only smile bitterly and nodded.

"Yes... Instructor Doberman."

She didn't want to be whipped. Although she appeared to be obedient, she was thinking another thing.

How can a mere four-star operator dare to whip a former veteran swordsman? How can this be tolerated!

"Wait for me on the deck at 1pm. You will train with the Action Reserve Team A (whose members are those who were publicly recruited for the Seven Deadly Sins)."

The content of the training has not been revealed yet, but Feng Qingyu has already prepared himself mentally that it will definitely not be easy.

Instructor Doberman is a "gentle and easy-going" person. He often makes new operators train on the deck in bad weather and does not allow any behavior that violates discipline. Many operators stay away from him.

"I wonder if I have to run 50 laps on the deck this afternoon? That's terrible."

The length of Rhode Island's deck is simply terrifying for runners, not to mention running in circles, the pace is enough to tire people to death.

"You're wrong. The others are doing 50 laps. You're doing 150 laps."

Doberman suddenly appeared behind Feng Qingyu. Only God knows when she stood there.

"We need to make up for the basic physical training we missed in the past two days, and—"

Doberman's dark brown eyes narrowed and his brows furrowed.

She caught Feng Qingyu smoking on the spot. Although it was rest time, the operators were completely free to do whatever they wanted and she shouldn't interfere too much, but she thought Feng Qingyu had many bad habits that needed to be corrected.

"Since you are almost recovered, add another 20 laps. When you finish 170 laps, today's training will be over."

170 laps, this number is simply devilish. Those who can finish the race alive will most likely fall to the ground and die after taking the last step.

The devil instructor is worthy of being the devil instructor, he is so strong.

"Wait... Instructor, this will make me tired to death. When I was... a gangster, I didn't do this kind of exercise."

Feng Qingyu almost let it slip that he was a Longmen policeman.

The training tasks of the Longmen Guard Bureau are also heavy, but they will never make people run 170 laps in one breath like Dubin. Isn't this torturing people to death?

"Running 170 laps is a piece of cake. Instructor Doberman once punished me to swim 100 laps in the swimming pool. It's more comfortable on land."

Fen, who was standing next to him, suddenly came over and interrupted.

No one knew when this guy showed up, along with several other members of the A1 group. They were all familiar faces in public recruitments, and their common hobby was to frantically send their resumes to the Rhode Island Human Resources Center.

"Instructor... 170 laps is too much. Can you give me a discount? How about a % discount? I will use Originium to cover the remaining laps."

170x0.3=51, barely acceptable.

What are more than a hundred Originiums if it can save me from running more than a hundred laps?

But Dubin didn't buy it. She was once a soldier in Bolivar, and in terms of discipline and self-discipline, no one in Rhode Island could compare.

Bribing her would lead to death. The other operators covered their faces and observed a moment of silence for Feng Qingyu.

"Bribe the instructor and be punished with 30 more laps."

"..."

Feng Qingyu felt desperate.

"Instructor, I asked you to whip me one less lap for each whip, okay?"

There was a fleeting flash of excitement in Doberman's eyes.

This new guy is very knowledgeable, she thought. Not only is he very knowledgeable, but his cute appearance also shows that he has great potential for development and will become a great man in the future.

Thinking of this, her attitude suddenly improved. If the newcomer asked her to whip him, she wouldn't mind running a few laps less.

"Ahem... Never mind. We'll talk about whipping later. Just run 50 laps with them first."

When the other A1 reserve group operators went to change into training uniforms, Doberman leaned close to Feng Qingyu's ear and asked a dangerous question.

"Where do you like to be whipped?"

"Ah this..."

This was a difficult question to answer because she didn't want to be whipped.

"Well... Actually, I don't really understand. I'm still an innocent child."

Dubin nodded thoughtfully.

"I understand. I will whip your entire body with a whip then. I promise you will love this feeling."

Feng Qingyu: "..."

This instructor might be corrupt. He looks serious, but why is he always so dishonest behind the scenes?

Horrible, so horrible. The instructor of the rookie operators turned out to be a sadist.

Is it too late for her to quit Rhodes Island now? There are so many people on Rhodes Island, but not a single normal person.

41 Rhode Island dining table

"Ah... I'm dying."

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Feng Qingyu had just finished today's training with Instructor Doberman with the A1 team. He felt as if his body was hollowed out and stood on the deck, holding his waist.

Fifty laps, which was not even the amount she trained in a week in the gym.

You know, running around the deck of Rhodes Island is about three thousand meters, and running the number of laps required by Doberman is one hundred and fifty kilometers.

How can I repair it? If I continue like this, I will die before I even get through the rookie period.

Is it too late to withdraw from Rhodes Island now?

Cross, who was beside her, patted her on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, next time when Instructor Doberman is not around, we can slack off. Finn won't tell on us. Miguel, Yanrong, and I do this all the time."

Miguel nodded, smiling mischievously. Yan Rong just said "hmm" and said nothing more.

"Instructor Doberman will go shopping for supplies with Miss Krusil in a town near Ursus tomorrow, so, you know."

Finn wiped her sweaty gray-blue hair with a dry towel, a helpless expression on her face.

"I say, you two, don't teach the newbies bad lessons!"

Two members of his team were teaching the newcomers bad things on the spot, and as the captain, Fen had the obligation to stop them.

Feng Qingyu not only did not think this was a bad lesson, he even applauded.

There is no way, Doberman's training is really too inhumane. This woman should go to infrastructure construction and work 996 more times until her concentration is weakened.

Even though he felt resentful, he had no choice but to be in Rod's position. After he got through the rookie period and became an independent operator, Doberman could relax and enjoy himself.

This did not stop her from joining small groups of people who slacked off in search of relaxation.

"I will join you in the future, and we can all go fishing together."

Several people reached an agreement, and Fen looked on helplessly. Although she was impatient, she could not be strict with her companions.

Because…she also felt that Doberman’s training was too harsh.

These guys are so bold that they are openly discussing how to evade training. Do they really think that Instructor Doberman has bad ears?

"Okay, everyone, just keep this in mind. Don't let Instructor Doberman hear it."

With Fen's intervention, they temporarily stopped the discussion. Fortunately, Instructor Doberman never came back after being called away, so they were happy and at ease.

The members of Team A1 were very tolerant of Feng Qingyu. They did not believe or spread rumors. Their attitude remained the same as when they first arrived on the island.

"Hei Yu, come and eat with us. The chef tonight is not Furong, so the food is edible."

Cross glanced at Furong who was walking in front of her. She was instructing Yan Rong about some things about proper diet, while Yan Rong had a cold and impatient look on his face.

"Indeed... on the first day I came here, you fed me a big bite."

Feng Qingyu sneered, but we still don’t know what tricks are hidden behind Cross’s smiling face.

"This is a baptism that every newlywed must go through. Everything you eat will taste delicious in the future."

Cross turned around in front of Feng Qingyu, her orange braids swaying gently, full of the vitality and spontaneity unique to a girl.

Beneath her smiling face, there must be a lot of unknown bitterness.

Almost everyone who came to Rhodes Island had a sad past. Even Cross, who always had a smile on her face, experienced unfair treatment after becoming infected.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyu couldn't bear to blame her too much. It was just a bite of Furong's lunch box, so he considered it as a poison test.

"Well, you're right. I'm starving and thirsty now. I have to save some energy to walk to the restaurant. I don't want to starve to death on the way."

When it comes to dinner time, the operators will gather together for a rare occasion. There are many new faces, but also many familiar ones.

It would take some time to get to know them one by one. After all, Feng Qingyu was no longer a doctor, and the operators would not report to him one by one.

Fen chose a table for six in the corner. Excluding the A1 group, there was one extra seat, just right for Feng Qingyu to join.

Cross came over first with a tray piled high with food, followed closely by Beagle and Finn, and each of them got a different kind of food.

They are used to getting together, eating from a big pot like a dinner party, and sharing the same happiness.

Yan Rong was more individualistic. She went to get what she liked quietly. Furong accompanied her. Feng Qingyu himself was exhausted and lay on the table. Before lying down, he went to get a cup of Originium Coke for everyone. He was not an idle person either.

"I am so blessed to have scones made by the God of Fire tonight."

Clos picked up a piece of golden and crispy honey cake, spread some strawberry jam on it, and took a bite. The steaming honey cake, with its sweet aroma, whetted her appetite.

In addition to sweet honey cakes, there are also savory scones with meat fillings.

The Fire God is usually very aloof, showing no interest in weapon crafting or topics other than weapon making, but when it comes to cooking time, she displays extraordinary skills that are no less impressive than her skills in forging and maintaining weapons.

"Why doesn't everyone like the food I cook? Enryu, Cross and Red Bean all refuse to eat the bento I make."

Furong felt a little disappointed as she watched the people around her devouring food made by others.

When it was her turn as head chef, there were few people in the restaurant, and even if there were, they tried to avoid eating the food she cooked.

The contrast was so great, creating a huge gap, and Furong was about to cry.

There was no other way. It was a bad thing to make a girl cry. Feng Qingyu thought he would just comfort her with a few words. He also advised her not to send her resume to the HR department for no reason.

"This... probably because they prefer meat-based food. Look, there is no meat in the nutritious meals you prepare. Operators train and go on missions hard every day. How can they not have some meat?"

The other people nodded rapidly beside them.

It is said that the nutritious meal that Furong prepared for the doctor consisted of nothing but lettuce and hamburger buns. The doctor heated up instant noodles with his mouth at four in the morning, perhaps because he was very hungry after the nutritious meal.

"But my nutritious meal also includes meat, boiled meat."

Everyone: "..."

Feng Qingyu could only smile bitterly, "Miss Furong... boiled meat is for people who are exercising or losing weight. Everyone in Rhodes Island has a great figure, so there is no need to eat boiled meat..."

Life is so hard, who doesn’t want to eat something delicious?

"How about this, I'll make you all a Longmen-style breakfast tomorrow morning. Aren't we going to Chernobog for a mission in a few days? Let's have a good meal before the mission."

Feng Qingyu volunteered to show off his cooking skills to the A1 team, not only to show off his cooking skills, but also to strengthen the relationship between the team members.

If you want to conquer someone’s heart, conquer their stomach first.

The first step in the food plan to conquer Rhodes Island is to conquer the three-star operators first.