Due to the slow reactions of Han Lang and the other two, by the time they rushed upstairs, only the lower bunks were left in the dormitory.
However, Han Lang and his companions were not discouraged, as they had at least secured beds. For those who were even slower, they would have to roll up a straw mat and lay it by the wall to rest.
Afterward, everyone went to the warehouse to collect two sets of casual wear and one set of formal attire.
The new dormitories had no bathing facilities. So, even though everyone felt uncomfortable, they had to endure it that night.
The next morning, before the sun had fully risen, everyone was awakened by a police siren.
Then, Huang Yuhua's emotionless voice boomed through the dormitory.
"One minute! Everyone downstairs to assemble for the welcoming ceremony. Latecomers will be eliminated!"
Upon hearing this, everyone became as restless as ants on a hot pan, rushing to change into their formal attire.
Especially those who hadn't even secured a bed the previous night were almost frozen, their hands trembling uncontrollably as they fumbled with their clothes.
If not for the spiritual energy protecting them, such a night would have cost them half their lives.
One minute passed quickly. Han Lang and his group were relatively at ease. Some who were accustomed to pampered lives were not as fast.
To save time, they didn't even use the stairs, jumping directly from the fifth floor without hesitation. They managed to fall into formation just in time.
After the minute was up, Huang Yuhua began apprehending the latecomers.
"You, you, you, all of you, return your uniforms and follow that person over there to leave the Special Special Forces! You are eliminated!"
Everyone was shocked.
"They're serious? They're leaving before even warming up in these clothes?"
Tang Geng explained softly to Han Lang and the other two.
"For cultivators, those who cannot assemble within a minute are generally those with far too weak cultivation. Even if they were to go into seclusion for three months, they wouldn't be able to meet the requirements. Therefore, sending these people back is the best option for the Special Special Forces!"
Han Lang asked with some confusion, "Then why didn't they investigate thoroughly during the selection process?"
Ma Long nodded in agreement.
Tang Geng continued to explain.
"Many aristocratic families, in order to cultivate talent, select a batch of slightly inferior individuals to join the Special Special Forces. These individuals exist on the fringes of strength, and the families do not expect them to ultimately remain in the Special Special Forces. They only wish to enhance their strength through three months of seclusion, and then utilize them for their own purposes. Therefore, there are always some people who come just to try their luck, so it's understandable that they are eliminated now!"
After hearing this explanation, Han Kang and the other two finally understood the reason behind it.
During this time, those who were to be dismissed were mostly gone, and the formations that were to assemble were mostly organized.
Han Lang looked around. Their group had few people eliminated due to assembly issues. Only two or three in total.
However, the formation next to them was sparse, missing almost half of its members.
Even their leader shrugged helplessly at Huang Yuhua!
The minor interruption passed quickly.
Once the formations were in order, everyone marched together towards the vast square next to the airport from yesterday.
The scene here was different from yesterday.
Opposite the flagpole, a high platform had been set up. On it were several tables covered with red cloth. Several individuals with seemingly high military ranks were seated, awaiting the arrival of tens of thousands of new recruits.
Each of them had a microphone placed in front of them, presumably to give speeches at the welcoming ceremony.
About ten minutes passed.
All the formations had fallen into their designated places, and at a glance, it was a vast expanse of people.
"Pfft pfft pfft!"
An officer on the far left of the platform lightly tapped his microphone, signaling everyone to quiet down, and simultaneously announcing the official start of the welcoming ceremony!
"All attention! Everyone, turn around!"
Tens of thousands of people turned, facing the flagpole.
On the flag platform, the ceremonial honor guards were ready, awaiting orders.
"Raise the national flag, play the national anthem, and salute!"
"Bang bang bang..."
The solemn and grand national anthem played, and as the national flag slowly ascended, tens of thousands of people sang this powerful song unique to Xia Guo together.
Instantly, everyone was filled with emotion and pride!
"Dismissed! Turn around!"
Everyone turned back towards the ceremony platform.
"The welcoming ceremony officially begins. We invite the Commander-in-Chief of the Special Special Forces, Comrade Song Heguo, to deliver a speech!"
Thunderous applause erupted. The elderly man with graying temples in the center of the platform stood up and said into the microphone.
"First, on behalf of the Special Special Forces of Xia Guo, I welcome you to join us!"
Applause rang out again.
As the sound gradually subsided, Song Heguo spoke again.
"Today, the world is filled with nations, but only our Hua Xia boasts numerous cultivators! A hundred years ago, the great powers, believing themselves invincible, attempted to invade during the chaos of our cultivator world. Fortunately, the thunderous methods of our senior powerhouses deterred them, thus preserving a century of peace for Hua Xia. However, the imperialists' desire to destroy us has not waned. They have secretly researched the modification of superhumans, attempting to infiltrate or dismantle our country's cultivators. You are all ambitious youths, and we must never sit idly by. We swear to fight against the jackals until the end..."
Song Heguo's speech was passionate and stirring, igniting a fire in Han Lang and Ma Long's hearts.
At the same time, Tang Geng quietly introduced Song Heguo's background to the two.
"Song Heguo is one of the highest commanders of Xia Guo's cultivator forces. His authority is so great that he can even command cultivators below the sect leaders of the Five Great Sects. His fist techniques are superb. There are even rumors that he once punched and exploded an X-class superhuman, and even single-handedly entered a small country and personally destroyed a giant superhuman base there. You must know that there were simultaneously an X-class superhuman and dozens of SSS-class superhumans there. His strength is indeed formidable!"
Han Lang and the other were stunned into silence.
"An X-class superhuman, isn't that comparable to a Nascent Soul stage cultivator? Then, wouldn't this Commander-in-Chief's strength surpass the Nascent Soul stage?"
"That is unknown. In any case, there are absolutely no more than a handful of people in the entire Xia Guo whose strength can match his!"
"Wow!" Ma Long exclaimed, so astonished he could barely speak.
Just then, Song Heguo's speech was also nearing its end.
Han Lang roughly summarized it.
What he said were mostly passionate words, primarily aimed at mobilizing everyone to embrace the cause of fighting superhumans as the faith of every cultivator!
Following that, the announcer spoke again.
"Next, we invite the military region commander to announce the new recruit mission arrangements!"
As soon as the words fell, another middle-aged man stood up amidst the thunderous applause of the crowd.