Although Xiao Mo had been punished with several laps around the camp,
he had, at any rate, cemented his position in the "dormitory."
Xiao Mo thought it perfectly normal for the Iron Tiger Army to have people like Zhao Wei.
After all, its recruits were selected from across the Qin Kingdom. Anyone with a clean background and a certain amount of talent had a chance of being chosen.
Besides, these people had entered the camp only about ten days before him.
It would take further tempering to wear away their roguish habits.
Now that Xiao Mo was the boss of the Earthly Branches Twelve Dormitory, all of them treated him with the utmost respect.
Xiao Mo had them introduce themselves. He ought to get acquainted with his "roommates," after all.
Of the nine, three were farmers' sons, one was a carpenter's son, and three came from merchant families. One had a father who was a county magistrate, while another's father even held office at court.
Children from ordinary families were sent to the Iron Tiger Army's camp through selections held in each commandery and county every four years.
The two officials' sons had also passed the selection, though their fathers had signed them up before they were chosen.
"Did all of you come willingly?"
Xiao Mo asked with interest.
Come to think of it, this was his first experience of military life across his several lifetimes. These people counted as his comrades in arms.
Their first meeting might not have been particularly friendly,
but the atmosphere in the "dormitory" was quite pleasant now.
"Brother Xiao, who would willingly come to this lousy place?"
The young man named Xu Yongsheng, whose father was a merchant, spoke up.
"Our family's the richest in the county town. What couldn't we have? You're still