Not long after.
Military trucks roared across the wilderness and slowly pulled to a stop outside the border defense company.
Since they had brought no luggage when they arrived, the recruits simply grabbed a quick meal in the border defense company's cafeteria. After replenishing their strength, they boarded the trucks in neat order. Compared to when they had arrived, they were now dusty and disheveled, each looking like a wildman, yet their eyes brimmed with irrepressible delight.
Lin Qiye sat beneath the canvas cover of one of the trucks, looking around at the excited recruits with a faint smile always on his lips.
Kayush Border Defense Company was still quite far from the nearest military airport. Even by vehicle, the journey would take several hours. There were too many recruits, while the Night Watchmen could mobilize only so many trucks at the border, so the instructors could only squeeze into the trucks alongside them.
To prevent any unforeseen incidents, the instructors had spread out among different trucks to ensure the recruits' safety.
Things had been fine just after they left the border defense company. The recruits had merely chatted excitedly in the truck, but as time passed, their interest gradually shifted to Lin Qiye.
Having passed the assessment, they now looked at Lin Qiye the way students freshly graduated from school looked at their teachers. There was far less fear in their eyes, replaced instead by familiarity and curiosity.
Under the blazing gazes fixed on him, Lin Qiye's expression gradually turned strange.
"Instructor Lin." A recruit leaned toward Lin Qiye and blinked. "I heard that you killed a Japanese god in Takama-ga-hara... Could you tell us about it?"
At those words, everyone present lit up and crowded toward Lin Qiye.
"Yeah, Instructor Lin, tell us!"
"Instructor Lin, which god did