At four o'clock in the morning, after resting efficiently for four hours, Dylan Lin got up and handed the completed military waterway survey map to Zhan Lu for final calibration by artificial intelligence, and then he went straight into high-intensity physical recovery training.
An hour and a half later, he came down sweating profusely. Through the mental network, he saw Zhou Liu's Self-Defense Force, who were herding him like sheep, running around the mecha station. They were screaming as they ran, but he couldn't make out what brainwashing slogans they were shouting.
Dylan Lin glanced at his watch and found that this group of people had actually copied the schedule of the Ten Silver Guards.
He took a cold shower indifferently and stuffed the nutritious meal into his stomach perfunctorily. During physical recovery training, the amount of exercise must be coordinated and the nutritional intake must be strictly and accurately controlled. Ordinary food cannot achieve such precision, so he can only eat specially prepared nutritious meals.
Low-quality compressed nutritional meals may have some edible flavors, but the one he ate had nothing but a very light salty taste. It had poor color, aroma, and taste, and tasted like solidified snot.
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