It Is Not Easy To Be A Man After Travelling To The Future 606 Battle Clan!

A few seconds later, Li Lanfeng regained consciousness. He opened his eyes and saw Li s.h.i.+yu looking at him worryingly. He knew that Li s.h.i.+yu must have treated him just now.

Warmth spread through his body. The organs that were seriously injured started healing themselves. The excruciating pain in his body disappeared too. Li Lanfeng said gratefully, "Thank you, s.h.i.+yu."

"As long as you are fine." Li s.h.i.+yu saw that Li Lanfeng's condition gradually improved and heaved a sigh of relief. He was confident about his emergency medication but since the patient was his good friend, he couldn't help but to worry.

While Li s.h.i.+yu was treating Li Lanfeng, Ling Lan walked towards Shen Rufei who was lying on the floor and said, "Stop pretending. I know that you are conscious."

Shen Rufei opened his eyes. Malicious intent flashed pa.s.sed his eyes. He wanted to pretend that he was unconscious so that people would not laugh at him. However, Ling Lan exposed him.

Ling Lan ignored the hatred in Shen Rufei's eyes. She looked down slightly and said, "Senior Colonel Shen, I hope that you will remember what happened today. Don't try to create trouble for us. If you do, you will suffer even more.

Ling Lan was obviously threatening him. Shen Rufei felt humiliation, anger and fear. All the emotions rushed up his head and he fainted. This time, it was real.

Ling Lan was speechless. Shen Rufei had such a weak heart. She just threatened him with just one sentence and he fainted.

However, Ling Lan achieved her motive so she didn't pester Shen Rufei anymore. She stood up straight and walked back to her companions. Everyone looked at her. They were all curious about Ling Lan.

The countdown timer suddenly rang at this moment. It signalled the end of the registration time window for the recruits. Those that didn't register in time would have two options. They could either go back to the recruit training camp and train while waiting for the next batch of recruits to come and register with them or they could go back to their military academy and continue their studies and apply next year.

However, most of the time, this problem didn't exist. Even if the recruits were heavily injured, they would still crawl over to register themselves.

None of the recruits left. During the training camp, their instructors had informed them about the procedures of registration. They had to remain in the atrium after registering. Half an hour later, they would be led to the North plaza. The hover buses driving to each respective battle clan were parked there. They would ride on the hover bus and go to their respective battle clans.

Of course, the recruits that joined old battle teams based on invitation could directly leave. The mainframe would distribute them to the mecha clan where the battle team was situated at.

Half an hour later, everyone felt their communicator vibrated. Ling Lan looked at her wrist. Middle Second Corps 250 Mecha Clan… Ling Lan felt speechless when she saw the name. It sounded like they were being scolded. 250 was used to describe someone who was half witted and had a pebrain. Was this mecha clan suitable for them?