Time flew, and places changed. Summer's clamor finally passed, and even autumn's desolation turned cold. In the blink of an eye, it was already late November.
The South China Sea was indeed fairly warm, apart from its hard-to-endure summers. Its winters were very pleasant to live in.
That day, the remaining trainees on Training Island were gathered together to listen to He Xisong's final speech.
Their gazes were all resolute. After nearly a year of life on Training Island, they had all undergone enormous changes.
Compared with when they first arrived, their numbers had shrunk by as much as half. Those missing had all been eliminated, and correspondingly, there were far fewer coaches and instructors. With fewer students, there was no need for so many teachers.
After the graduation test ended just yesterday, another hundred people had been eliminated. Those who remained could finally breathe a sigh of relief. They would graduate from Training Island without a hitch.
He Xisong walked onto the plaza, a rare smile appearing on his face. When he spoke, he was no longer as stern and serious as before; instead, he seemed a little more kindly.
"My dear trainees!" He Xisong's voice rose throughout the greeting.
"Here and now, I offer you my heartfelt congratulations! You have successfully distinguished yourselves among 3,800 competitors! You have completed this year's training curriculum on Training Island!"
"You are the best! Now, please give yourselves a round of applause!"
Clap, clap, clap...
Applause thundered like toppling mountains and surging seas, with plenty of whistles mixed in. The normally strict instructors did not stop them. It was time to let these tightly wound children relax a little.
The applause and cheers continued for a full five minutes before gradually subsiding. Only then did He Xisong clear his throat.
"You have