Counterfeit Hero

Chapter 101: Revised: Volume 3 Chapter 11

Seeing the students collectively go crazy, Fatty knew this was too stimulating. Hamid was straightforward, saying whatever came to his mind. Everyone knew that the academy hadn’t officially started classes yet, and the students who signed up for the two courses taught by Russell almost fought each other. Slots were limited after all, and the academy leadership had already held several meetings to decide who could attend. No one had heard of anyone receiving individual guidance from Russell at this time.

Just by thinking a little about Hamid’s words, one could realize that this instructor from the Repair Camp was actually a disciple of Russell, the top Great General! Just seeing Russell attend meetings and send someone to notify Fatty was enough to know how impressive this guy was.

When Russell was still with the Gazalin Empire, many of his battle examples were used in Leray Federation’s courses. The number of people who idolized him was countless! Later, when the Gazalin Empire ruthlessly invaded the Federation, Russell naturally commanded the Imperial Army. At that time, the entire Federation hated him to the bone! But this hatred couldn’t hide the respect and fear for this military genius. The students had often discussed assassinating Russell! Making him disappear was almost the thought of every Federation citizen during their toughest times. This person was simply too dangerous!

The root cause of such violent thoughts was still based on awe for his military capabilities!

Later on, Russell’s rebellion directly led to the complete collapse of the Gazalin Empire’s Newton Offensive. No matter how much they had hated this person before, it now transformed into an indescribable joy!

The more they had hated him, the happier they were! Russell’s military genius was finally not being used against the Federation. On the contrary, he became the absolute guarantee for the Federation’s future victories! With the Gazalin Empire losing their top Great General, what could they do? Their demise was imminent!

Becoming the disciple of such a Great General was the dream of every Military Academy student, and the dream of many young commanders as well.

Fatty had once dismissed this dream like a slip of paper. Luckily, very few people knew about this, otherwise, Fatty estimated that he might be cursed to death alive.

Watching these students who would have a career as soldiers in the future, seeing the sparks in their eyes, Fatty’s heart pounded. He quickly waved his hand and said: ”Let’s call it a day. Everyone study hard! Break up now!” After saying that, he ran off.

The Special Forces Camp students were all extremely resentful and half-dead. Why wasn’t this Fatty their instructor instead?!

Even more resentful was Catherine, who really wished time could flow backward, preferably to the time when Fatty was having the time of his life squeezed among the girls. The lesson was profound; she finally understood to never judge a person by their appearance, and never to despise a Fatty easily. If nothing else, the other person at least weighs more than you!

The Repair Camp students would never let Tian Xingjian off easily. They surrounded him in three layers, chattering nonstop.

Fatty angrily said: ”A bunch of useless guys! You’ve really embarrassed me today! If it weren’t for Big White Rabbit calling me, who knows what could have happened! A bunch of men being beaten up by a girl, do you think that’s impressive?”

One student mumbled: ”We’re in research, using our brains. How can we fight with those who use their fists?”

Fatty jumped up three feet high and cursed: ”If you know you can’t fight, why still get in a fight? Aren’t you mechanics too? Am I not?” The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Damn it, I have a responsibility to defend my country, none of you can escape. He immediately ordered: ”From now on, all of you start physical training for me! Don’t end up looking like bean sprouts, anyone can bully you. Start running, all of you!”

Fatty raged up and down, venting his anger. The Rascal Army knew he was changing the subject but could do nothing about it. Taking a hit without gaining anything, they were forced to start the fitness plan he laid out.

Big White Rabbit fell at the end, hopping happily towards Fatty and said: ”Instructor, my luggage was indeed 50 pounds, you guessed it right!” Then, very puzzled, she asked Fatty: ”Instructor, why do you call me Big White Rabbit? Am I really that white?”

Fatty struggled with blood coming out of his seven orifices: ”Yes, very white! White like an idiot!”

There was finally half a day without classes. Fatty deliberately forgot Russell’s assignment to study battle examples. Ann Lei was resting at home today, and he decided to go back and enjoy some eye candy.

After exhausting the Repair Camp students to the point of foaming at the mouth, Fatty didn’t care about their resentment and headed straight home.

Mother Ann was taking a nap. Ann Lei was curled up on the sofa watching TV, wearing headphones to avoid disturbing her mother’s sleep.

Fatty quietly walked to the back of the sofa, trying to find an angle to peek, only to be disappointed as Ann Lei’s clothes gave him no opportunity. ”The designer of these home clothes should be impotent for life!” Fatty cursed silently.

The living room was quiet. Only Ann Lei’s occasional low laughter from watching TV and the ticking clock on the wall broke the silence, reminding that time was still moving. Fatty stood silently behind the sofa, watching Ann Lei, this girl as soft and gentle as can be. He watched her delicate body create wave-like curves on the sofa, her swan-like neck and smooth shoulders, her firm and round chest emphasized by the soft small waist, and her bewitching butt forming a captivating arc.

Watching her watch TV with an innocent and focused expression, her cat-like laziness as she curled up on the sofa, Fatty felt he could never get enough of this sight. He wished he could just stand there, watching this little TV buff girl grow old with each ticking second of the clock.

The TV program ended, Ann Lei regretfully took off her headphones. Not wanting to scare her, Fatty regretfully retreated to the door, making some noise opening it.

Noticing Fatty coming back, Ann Lei ran over barefoot, delightedly asking: ”Why are you back? Don’t you have to go in the afternoon?”

Fatty replied in a silly manner: ”Nope, nothing in the afternoon. I competed with someone in the morning, got all dirty, so I’m back to take a shower. Want to join?” Ann Lei blushed, gave Fatty a dirty look, and said: ”I’ll go get you some clothes.”

By the time Ann Lei came downstairs with clothes, Fatty had already entered the bathroom. She knocked on the door and said: ”I brought the clothes... I’ll just leave them... ” Before she finished, Fatty pretended not to hear and loudly said: ”Ah, you brought them already? So fast!”

With a ”whoosh,” this shameless guy opened the door stark naked, saying foolishly: ”Where are the clothes?” Ann Lei screamed, unable to believe how despicable Fatty could be. She quickly closed her eyes and scolded: ”Tian Mimimi, you big pervert!”

Fatty didn’t care. Taking advantage of getting the clothes, he pulled Ann Lei into the bathroom and closed the door.

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A new author and a new book, on its first day it jumped directly to the top seven on the new author ranking, and surged by three hundred monthly votes in a day. I was both ecstatically happy and extremely nervous. Didn’t my brothers plan to spare my life?

How many new authors are as fortunate as I am, to receive so much support from readers? Last night, I genuinely felt a sense of excitement, watching the monthly votes climbing nonstop, surpassing and surpassing.

I think we are creating a miracle, and we still want to create bigger miracles. We were only nine days late to start. Let’s charge!

I also think, if I don’t work hard to update, it would be letting everyone down. Yesterday I desperately wrote nearly 11,000 words, almost 2,000 of which were free. Aren’t I being fair?

However, my debt-collecting brothers are ruthless, yelling, you go die! They have no heart, doing whatever they want....

In Qidian, I have truly experienced the grievances of readers. The days of stealthily laughing in front of the computer while seeing their plaintive calls for updates in the public version comment sections are gone forever.

When you’re in it, you eventually have to pay back! (To be continued. For the rest of the story, please visit WWW.CMFU.COM, with more Chapters and support for the author and legitimate reading!)