Chapter 326

Half a month later.

Ren came out of Oxilia's room rather reluctantly, returned to his own room, took out the Wezeland badge, opened the portal, and went directly to the third floor of the villa on Gerola Farm.

As soon as he came out of the portal, he heard shouts.

"hurry up!"

"Hurry up!"

"You are behind, catch up immediately, otherwise the timing will be invalid."

"The speed of this lap is slow. The last team will be punished with 50 push-ups. Let's start now. We can't continue running until we finish."

Ren went to the window of the study room, and the large open space in front of the villa has been transformed into a large playground. The length of a circle is three miles, and the width can accommodate several cars in parallel. The ground is paved with a thick layer of gravel. , which can absorb water and will not raise dust.

At this moment, more than 300 Kemers are running around the playground.

It was almost noon now, and they had been running since breakfast without stopping for a minute.

Three hundred people were divided into 20 teams, each team had 15 people, keeping a distance, followed by a transcendent instructor.

At the front of the team was a mid-level shadow fighter leading the way. He kept running at a constant speed, not fast. He still looked very relaxed after running for the whole morning, but the clothes of the Kemel people who followed were soaked in sweat. , Gritting their teeth, some people were pale and seemed to fall down at any moment.

Training requires them not to run too fast and overtake the leader, but also not to fall behind or even stop.

From time to time, someone slowed down and fell behind, and the instructor immediately yelled at them to remind them.

These instructors were from the Dragonstone Mercenary Regiment. They were specially selected by Ren. They all had fierce faces and showed no mercy during the training.

Even if there is a slight dissatisfaction during the training, the only thing you can get is a heavier punishment.

In addition to the mercenary instructors, there are several extreme fighters sitting in the farm. As the chief instructor, Sicarius has been directing and training for half a month.

Standing on the high platform beside the playground and staring, he immediately sensed the Primarch's arrival.

Looking in the direction of the villa, he found Ren's figure, so he ordered a few words from the other instructors, left the training by himself, and went upstairs to the study.

"boss!"

As soon as Sicarius came in, he poured bitter water, "The aptitude of these Kemer people is not outstanding, they are only slightly better than ordinary people. After half a month of training, it seems to be useless."

Ren saw through his mind at a glance, and couldn't stay on the farm anymore.

"Why is it useless?" Ren said with a smile: "At first, the best of them could only run for an hour, but now they can run for four or five hours without any problem. At least in terms of endurance, they have made great progress. "

"Is this also called progress?" Sicarius was a little disdainful.

Just pull out anyone from the Macragge tribe, even a child of three or four years old has better physical strength than these Kemel people, and at such a slow speed, they won't get tired after running for a whole day.

He shook his head disapprovingly, "The boss provides them with a bottle of 'Elementary Troll Elixir' every day, and they can just change to a healthy person, with the aid of the potion, half a month of training will not make any difference."

Ren couldn't help being silent.

There is some truth to Sicarius' view, too.

Primary troll potion, this is a potion made from the blood of trolls. After drinking it, it can quickly restore physical strength, eliminate fatigue, and repair minor damage in the body. Ordinary people using this potion can withstand more intensive training, improve endurance, and will not become sick from overwork.

Without medicine, running around the drill all day, ordinary people will collapse if they can't hold on for a few days.

Although this is only the lowest level of potion, and the price of a bottle is only two gold shields, it cannot withstand the large amount of consumption. Each of the more than 300 Kemel people has to invest 600 gold shields every day for a bottle.

After half a month, more than 9,000 gold shields were consumed.

Ren also provided them with nutritious food, and the instructors of the Dragonstone Mercenary Group had to pay extra, adding up to more than 10,000 gold shields.

And the more than 10,000 gold shields were exchanged for only negligible progress.

Among the more than 300 Kemers, only a dozen or so are more prominent and have the potential to pass the soul transformation ceremony, but the probability is not very high.

It's not worth it to use so much money to only cultivate a dozen superhumans who don't have much strength.

In fact, not only Sicarius, but also the instructors of the mercenary regiment could not understand.

In their view, Ryan's attempt had failed this time.

It is very difficult to cultivate an extraordinary army that is completely loyal to an individual or family. Which of those great nobles and lords spent more than ten or even decades and invested countless resources to barely build an extraordinary armed force of hundreds of people?

By Ren's side, no one who knew about this matter was optimistic about him.

Emily was a little worried at the beginning. After Renn built the Extraordinary Legion, he no longer needed his own mercenary group.

However, after watching the training of the Kemel people, all her worries disappeared, and she repeatedly hinted to Ren that as long as she reached a closer relationship with her, the Dragonstone mercenary group could sign a multi-year employment contract at will. , There is no need to cultivate the extraordinary legion.

Ryan refused without hesitation.

He has his own plan, and what others can't do doesn't mean he can't do it either.

The Kemel people's training method was arranged by Ren, and only running was one of them, but running was not just for exercising their physique, the real purpose was to test their willpower.

The key to passing the soul transformation ceremony lies in the will, that is, the strength of the soul.

Each of these 300 Kemers was personally selected by Ren, and they were interviewed in person, using the eyes of the soul to detect their status, and excluded those who were gloomy or lying, and there was no problem in terms of loyalty, and then Use your mobile phone to take pictures of them, record soul information, and the origin of their names.

Choose 300 out of more than 1,000 Kemel people, and their average potential is already higher than that of ordinary people.

Among them, men accounted for the majority, and women were less, only about forty.

These women seem to be weak, but their soul and will are no less than men. The path to transcendence is essentially a kind of evolution. When possessing extraordinary power, the gender difference is weakened, which is not so important.

Ryan treated them equally and selected them.

Every three days, he will re-observe everyone, take photos and record them, and make detailed data sheets for comparison.

A person with a slightly improved soul is considered qualified.

There is no change in the soul of the two records. They are generally weak-willed people who steal, rape, play, and slip.

After several rounds of selection and half a month of boring running training, the souls and wills of these three hundred people have been strengthened.

They looked exhausted on the outside, and the improvement of their physique was not worth mentioning in the eyes of extraordinary people, but only Ren knew about the internal changes.

That was enough in his plan.

The goal has been achieved, and there is little point in continuing to train and run.

The morning training is over, and there is an hour of rest at noon. After the Kemel people have had a hearty lunch, they are notified and gather at the playground immediately.

They walked out of the cafeteria in confusion, and immediately saw Ren standing on the platform.

"My lord!"

More than 300 Kemer people all had their eyes brightened, and hurriedly ran to the playground to gather regardless of fatigue.

After half a month of training, they have been able to find their teammates proficiently, stand in a row of twenty, and look at Rennes with anticipation in their eyes.

The entire playground was silent, waiting for the lord's scrutiny.

Ren's eyes slowly swept over everyone, and the eyes of the soul took pictures of their states and made a new round of records.

In just a few minutes, he completed the data comparison.

"Your training is here first, and you have a half-day rest today." Ryan first announced the good news to make the people in the audience happy, and then continued: "Those who read their names stand out. Fadal, Robbie, El Vera, Desen, Dilana, Gwyneth..."

Everyone immediately realized that someone who could be called by the lord must have good things.

They were very nervous, looking forward to hearing their names.

Ren read out ten names in one breath. These people have the most outstanding potential among the 300 people, and the improvement of soul will has changed the most.

They all stood up in surprise and joy.

"Come on up, prepare to follow me." Ren looked at the others in the audience and comforted him: "They are just the first batch, everyone has a chance, let's disband."

After speaking, he opened a portal and walked in first.

In the hall of the castle, Ren watched ten Kemers walk out of the portal. They were all using the portal for the first time, and felt both novel and apprehensive.

When the portal was closed, they found themselves in a quaint castle hall. There were many servants waiting around them, and they were immediately embarrassed. The smell of sweat on their bodies and their embarrassed appearance were incompatible with this place, and they didn't even know where to go. where to put it.

Ren waved his hand and ordered, "Fabian, ask someone to wash them up and arrange a room to rest."

"Yes, my lord."

The wind elf is now the chief steward of Glamorgan. As long as Ren is in the castle, he will always follow and serve him.

Ren himself entered the mechanical alchemy room to continue his research on firearms.

It was several hours before he came out, and again gathered ten Kemers, who had regained their physical strength, put on brand new clothes, and their spirits were refreshed.

Eight of these were men and two were women.

Their age distribution is irregular, the youngest is only 18 years old, still a girl, and the oldest is almost 30 years old, and looks relatively stable.

The one with the greatest potential is a young man named Desen, who has just turned 20 years old. In just half a month, his soul strength has increased by one-third. If he had been tempered a few years earlier, he would almost certainly be able to become a transcendent, and have the potential to cast spells.

Moreover, his younger sister was also selected, but she was not among the ten people.

Ren nodded in satisfaction, "Follow me."