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A week later, at the training ground.
Boom and Prunus's special training finally showed some improvement during the continuous daily training.
Because, in Prunus's words, she felt that Boom was very attentive to her training design. Boom was very good at setting goals for Prunus that she could gradually achieve, which allowed her to improve at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
For example, the initial goal of her personality training was to make clay to the limit to increase the amount of clay she could make. From the second training, she had to make clay shapes while making clay to improve her ability to make weapons immediately in times of crisis. From the third training, she had to extend the lifespan of those clay animals …
Compared to the beginning, Prunus had a much better grasp of her personality.
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"Prunus, are you also going to train today?"
After a day of hero theory class, Teacher Number 13 deliberately stopped Prunus, who immediately picked up her backpack and rushed out of the classroom, and asked in a gentle tone.
"Yes, I made an appointment with Boom to eat in advance and then practice. I have to go buy dinner right away!" Carrying a backpack in her hand, she reported seriously to Teacher Number 13.
"Although it's a good thing to work hard …" Teacher Number 13's tone was vexed, and he reached out to hold his face in his space helmet. "But leaving the classroom right after the lesson is also very hurtful."
"Ah!"
Prunus felt guilty and carefully hugged Teacher Number 13. "… I'm sorry QAQ."
"It's okay." Teacher Number 13 reached out and patted Prunus. "Go, go. I was just teasing you."
"Wuwuwu, I'm going!"
Prunus nodded and immediately rushed to the cafeteria. To be honest, she was very grateful and liked Teacher Number 13. After all, Teacher Number 13 had been patiently teaching her and giving her many opportunities.
So this time, she would also seize the opportunity to improve her strength!
Teacher Number 13 looked at Prunus's clumsy figure working hard and smiled tenderly.
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In the training room.
Today's training was about the cooperation between Boom and Prunus: Boom would create ice and fire obstacles that would suddenly appear, while Prunus would manipulate the clay to continuously create living clay creatures to avoid Boom's attacks.
"Ah, how did it end up there?!"
Another clay bird was pierced through the heart by an icicle. Prunus grumbled in pain, "I put a lot of effort into that!"
"…" Hong was somewhat helpless. Should he apologize?
"One more time!"
Prunus frowned and released a large pile of soft clay from her palm. Under her control, the clay was shaped into an eagle that was half the height of a human and flapped its wings.
Bombardment Scorch also silently sped up the speed of making icicles in his hands. For him, the sports festival was coming soon, and he had to improve his strength. Presumably, his classmates in the next room were also practicing non-stop.
"Teacher Bombardment Scorch, don't you want to take a break?"
After two hours of practice, Prunus asked curiously. Speaking of which, she was very used to being called "Teacher Bombardment Scorch". "Don't you need to prepare for your sports festival?"
"No, I'll accompany you no matter how much you want to practice … Hmm."
Bombardment Scorch hesitated. He did sweat a lot just now, and he was a little thirsty. "Well, I'll go out and get a drink. Let's take a break for a while."
"Okay."
Prunus nodded and turned back to raise her hand, intending to continue practicing by herself … But Hong stopped her again. "Take a break. Tomorrow is the weekend, and we can practice all day." Hong was recently good at coaxing the training maniac with such words.
"Oh, okay." Prunus nodded obediently and watched Bombardment Scorch leave the room.
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After putting on his sports jacket, Bombardment Scorch jogged to the door of the training ground.
To be honest, Prunus was right. He did need to start thinking about preparing for his sports festival.
Recently, when he returned to the dormitory, it was not difficult to see Dehisa's figure doing self-training. He almost brought a dumbbell to practice his arm strength wherever he went. Indeed, the whole 2-A dormitory felt his courage, and one by one, they began to practice in secret.
Therefore, he did not have time to delay his personal practice.
But Hong was a little troubled. After all, he could not rest assured about Prunus.
This was a rare opportunity. Compared to his own matters, Hong wanted to help her more. But Prunus would not allow it, right?
Maybe he should think about a training method that could improve the strength of both of them at the same time?
For example, a form of one-on-one combat …
Looking at the drink dispenser, his mind was full of thoughts. Bombardment Scorch was dumbfounded as he ordered another two sports drinks.
… He had to go back quickly. Although he told her to take a break, she would still secretly practice.
He would decide on this matter later.
Hong's mouth twitched a little helplessly. He slowly walked to the entrance of the training ground. Unsurprisingly, he saw the back of the girl shooting clay at the target alone.
She was always like this. It was as if she did not have enough time. She always used more time than others to repeat the same thing.
… He really did not know why she was so desperate. What was she chasing after?
With this thought, Hong walked to her side and put the cold drink bottle on her face. "Didn't I tell you to take a break?"
She was very focused during the practice. Even if he did not deliberately walk softly, she would not notice him approaching.
Prunus felt a chill on her cheeks. She was so scared that she instantly stopped what she was doing. She turned around and took the drink from Bombardment Scorch. She patted her frightened little heart with a sad face. Recently, he seemed to like to silently appear behind her.
"… Teacher Bombardment Scorch has such a bad taste." She felt very troubled.
"It's you who is too focused."
Bombardment Scorch was not to be outdone. He sat down in front of her again. "I told you to take a break."
Prunus still stared at him blankly. It seemed that she was not willing to.
"I will accompany you tomorrow no matter how much you want to practice. Let's call it a day."
After Bombardment Scorch said this, he suddenly stretched out his hand to pull her bare feet. Prunus instantly lost her balance and was forced to sit on the ground.
Prunus felt wronged. Bombardment Scorch's rough and bad taste in childhood had gradually emerged recently. At first, she thought that he was a little silly. It was all an illusion. This person was very aggressive!
However, compared to Prunus's sad face, Hong Bombardment Scorch's expression was very normal. He reached out to open his drink bottle and gulped down several mouthfuls. He looked at Prunus and said in a natural tone as if he had just done something bad, "You don't want to drink?"
"… Yes, I'm drinking."
Prunus opened the drink bottle a little angrily. He was already sitting in front of her and staring at her. What else could she say?
Hong smiled contentedly.
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"Speaking of which, Prunus, aren't you tired?"
While she was trying to open the bottle cap, Hong, who had been observing her, could not help but ask curiously.
Recently, Hong had always felt that Prunus was a very strange creature.
Because no matter what, she would not complain about being tired. Even if she practiced a lot every day, she would not complain … If it were their class, they would have already cried out when they heard that they could not take the bus to the place where they were sleeping in the forest.
Bombardment Scorch looked up and imagined that Prunus would probably laugh if she heard that.
— What a scary person.
"I'm not tired."
To his surprise, she answered quickly and reached out to open the bottle cap. But for some reason, maybe the drink was too cold, she felt that the bottle cap and the bottle were stuck together. She could not open it at all.
Seeing this, Hong naturally took the bottle in her hand and easily opened the bottle cap.
In the end, he added, "You're only saying you're not tired because you want to continue, right?"
He was quite familiar with her personality.
Prunus took the drink without saying anything. Was it because her hands were weak from overtraining, or was it because the bottle cap was really hard to open?
Looking at her thoughtful face, Hong reminded her with some concern, "… To be honest, if you do this every day, your body will collapse before the sports festival. It will only be counterproductive."
Bombardment Scorch looked down at his drink and reminded her earnestly, "Besides, even if you don't win the sports festival, the school will still arrange a workplace experience for you, and you will also have the opportunity to get special instructions.
Although they were cheated by Aizawa last year.
Bai Jian blinked and raised her head to look at Hong Jiao Leng's face, which was filled with worry. She quietly shook her head. "No, the sports festival …" She furrowed her brows. "That's not my goal. I'm still too weak right now. I've given up on the sports festival results in a week."
Bombardment Scorch slightly widened his eyes and looked at Prunus who was silent in front of him. At this moment, she was holding the drink in her hand, but she did not drink it, "I just can't stop moving forward."
Prunus raised her hands and made mini puppets one after another in front of Bombardment Scorch. The puppets began to move at her will and ran circles around Prunus. They were so cute.
Then, after running two or three rounds, they suddenly stopped moving. Instead, they fell to the ground and turned into hard clay.
Prunus looked a little depressed, and said, "Mommy said that I'm a little different from others. If I stop for even a little bit, I'll be abandoned by everyone."
This was not the first time that Hong Jiao Leng had heard this sentence. In fact, it was not the first time that she had heard it. Bai Jian had been repeating this sentence ever since she was a child, as if to remind her.
"You became a hero because you longed for your parents who were heroes, right?"
Noticing that Prunus seemed a little depressed, Hong gently changed the topic. He remembered that when she was a child, her face would be full of joy every time she talked about this. He knew that even if Prunus' parents were gone, her longing for her parents had not changed.
Prunus was stunned, and then she pursed her lips and smiled at Hong, "… Of course."
"Then you just need to know your goal."
Hong's heterochromatic eyes were filled with gentleness. He reached out and patted her fluffy head, and said firmly, "I'll keep practicing with you, even after the sports festival."
Bai Jian stared blankly at the gentle Hong Jiao Bing. In the blink of an eye, he smiled like a flower and thanked her: "Then I'll leave it to you, Teacher Jiao Bing!"
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