Time flew by, and it was already 6:30 PM.
At the Cheetah Special Forces Brigade training base, the sky had completely darkened.
Several temporary floodlights illuminated a section of the lawn as if it were daytime.
The female guests, having finished a day of devilish training, were now sitting cross-legged on the grass, each with a document and a hard-shell clipboard.
They all looked distressed, staring at the test papers in their hands, feeling it was even more difficult than a five-kilometer weighted run.
The test papers were filled with questions about military theory, weapon knowledge, and tactical applications.
For these laywomen, it was like reading an ancient, undecipherable text.
The surroundings were silent, with only the occasional chirping of insects and the soft sighs of the female guests.
Zhang Zifeng’s head throbbed as she looked at the dense questions.
She mustered her courage, looked up at Lu Mingyu, who stood tall and straight like a pine tree in front of them.
“Instructor Lu, excuse me… Is there a time limit for this exam?”
Lu Mingyu’s stern gaze swept over everyone, his voice as steady and emotionless as ever.
“Two hours.”
Upon hearing this, several people let out groans of despair.
Lu Mingyu seemed not to hear, continuing in his uniquely cold voice.
“This is just a baseline assessment to understand your current knowledge reserves.”
“There will be no punishment for unsatisfactory results.”
This sudden theoretical exam not only caught the female guests off guard but also captivated the nearly ten million viewers in the live stream.
“Hahaha, look at Yang Zi’s expression, scratching her head, almost gnawing on her pen.”
“Yu Shuxin has already given up thinking and started drawing stick figures on her clipboard with the pen tip.”
“Bai Lu is doing better; she seems to be genuinely answering the questions, but looking at her tightly furrowed brows, it’s probably not easy for her either.”
“Sister Zifeng is so cute, with a look of utter despair, as if her soul has left her body.”
The bullet comments were full of cheerful atmosphere, with netizens feeling the female guests’ pain even through the screen.
Unlike the others, Gu Lina Zha sat upright, her expression focused.
She bit her lower lip tightly, her brows furrowed into a knot, seemingly deep in thought.
However, the pen spun between her fingers, and for a long time, only a few words landed on the test paper.
She couldn’t hold back any longer and quietly looked up.
She wanted to see how the others were doing and also steal a glance at Lu Mingyu not far away.
However, as soon as her gaze lifted, it met a cold stare.
Lu Mingyu stood there like a statue, as if he had long seen through her small movement.
Gu Lina Zha’s heart skipped a beat, like a child caught red-handed doing something naughty.
She instantly lowered her head as if shocked by electricity, her cheeks burning, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.
This scene was precisely captured by the camera, and the live stream’s bullet comments instantly exploded.
“I’m dying of laughter, Naza wanted to slack off and was glared back into submission by Instructor Lu!”
“Instructor Lu’s gaze is too lethal; I can feel the chill through the screen.”
“How difficult is this test anyway? It’s tormenting these fearless female celebrities like this?”
“It must be difficult; have you forgotten who created the questions?”
“The Megakaryocyte Special Operations Group! Do you think they’d give you elementary arithmetic problems?”
“Good point, this is the standard for special forces selection; I guess it involves military-secret-level knowledge.”
The netizens’ guesses cast an even more mysterious and high-end veil over the exam.
Time passed minute by minute, and the atmosphere on the grass grew heavier.
Suddenly, Lu Mingyu, who had been standing still, began to move.
His tall figure slowly paced among the female guests.
His military boots made soft, dull sounds as they stepped on the grass.
The sound was not loud, but it was like a heavy hammer, striking everyone’s heart repeatedly.
The female guests became even more flustered, instinctively lowering their breathing.
They could feel Lu Mingyu’s gaze sweeping over them.
That invisible pressure was even more suffocating than a five-kilometer weighted run.
An hour passed.
More than half of Gu Lina Zha’s test paper was still blank.
Lu Mingyu stopped beside Gu Lina Zha, his gaze falling on the test paper in front of her.
Gu Lina Zha felt an invisible pressure descending from above.
Her fingers, holding the pen, were somewhat stiff.
She didn’t even dare to look up, only feeling a cold gaze, as if it could penetrate the paper and reach deep into her soul.
“This question is wrong.”
Lu Mingyu’s voice sounded above her head, as calm as ever, yet with an unquestionable authority.
Gu Lina Zha’s heart tightened; she followed Lu Mingyu’s gaze.
Sure enough, she saw a question about geographical administrative divisions that she had filled in incorrectly.
Her cheeks instantly flushed red, as if she had been caught in the act.
She quickly picked up her pen, shamefully scribbling over the wrong answer, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.
“Instructor Lu…”
Gu Lina Zha hesitated, then mustered her courage, asking in a voice as faint as a mosquito’s buzz:
“This question… Could you explain it to me?”
As soon as she spoke, several female guests around her involuntarily looked up, their eyes filled with surprise.
No one expected that in such a tense atmosphere, Gu Lina Zha would dare to ask Lu Mingyu a question directly.
Lu Mingyu’s gaze lingered on her face for a few seconds, seeming somewhat surprised, but quickly returned to normal.
He didn’t answer directly but leaned down slightly, pointing at the map on the test paper, and began to explain.
“Our country’s administrative divisions are roughly divided into four levels: province, city, county, and township…”
His voice was low and clear; although his tone was flat, his explanation was profound yet easy to understand, well-organized.
The female guests listened in astonishment.
This was not just an instructor; he was a walking encyclopedia!
Gu Lina Zha listened even more attentively.
She found that Lu Mingyu not only explained the question itself but also expanded on many related knowledge points, giving her a more thorough understanding of the question.
After the explanation, Lu Mingyu straightened up, his gaze sweeping over Gu Lina Zha, then looking at the others.
“Special forces often need to go deep behind enemy lines or into unfamiliar areas for missions.”
“They must be thoroughly familiar with the local geography, administrative divisions, and even customs and traditions.”
He paused, then looked at Zhou Chenguang, who was standing not far away.
“Zhou Chenguang.”
“Here!” Zhou Chenguang immediately stood at attention, his voice loud.
“Go get Gu Lina Zha a high school geography textbook.”
Lu Mingyu instructed, his tone brooking no argument.
“Master all the content within one month.”
Gu Lina Zha’s body stiffened slightly at the words, but then she nodded firmly.
“Yes, Instructor Lu!”