Aurous Hill University, at this very moment.

On the vibrant playground, thousands of freshmen from different colleges and departments were being divided into various squares for their military training.

The rigorous 14-day training had just commenced today.

Many of the freshmen still felt uneasy about the intense paramilitary exercises. Both boys and girls were brimming with complaints.

The scorching sun showed no mercy, its intense heat punishing the newly enrolled freshmen who had just embarked on their first year of studies.

A sudden explosion of thunder from the southwest startled all the students on the field. They turned their gaze towards the dark clouds, and a sense of hidden joy swept over most of them.

They speculated that perhaps a sudden downpour was imminent.

Everyone felt that if heavy rain did fall, the training at this moment would most likely be suspended, granting everyone a much-needed respite.

After all, training in the rain was far more bearable than enduring the searing heat of the sun.

The students eagerly awaited with hopeful anticipation as a grouping of menacing clouds consolidated in the southwest, yearning for the sky to darken and envelop them in its shadow.

As everyone looked southwest with anticipation, Maria stared blankly at the dark cloud, furrowing her brow.

Something about the dark cloud seemed peculiar to her.

At that moment, Claudia, standing beside her, couldn’t resist whispering, “Cathy, if it rains, maybe we can get an early break!”

Claudia, having lived abroad, lacked understanding of and psychological preparation for the tradition of military training for college freshmen.

She imagined it to be like a summer camp, with laughter and games, and the fourteen days passing by joyfully. However, the intense paramilitary training lasting two weeks proved to be a challenging adjustment for her. After a morning on her feet, she ended up with painful blisters, exacerbating her struggle.

Therefore, she secretly hoped that the military training could be temporarily halted, allowing her to relax.

Maria shook her head upon hearing Claudia’s words and replied calmly, “I don’t think it will rain.”

Claudia persisted, saying, “With such vast clouds and such loud thunder, it’s evident that there’s intense convective weather, rain is not out of the question. We could even have hailstorms! Let’s keep our hopes up. Maybe our wish will come true!”

Maria forced a smile tinged with sadness and whispered, “To be honest, I hope for this rain more than anyone else.”

The instructor noticed that many people were whispering and speculating about whether it would rain. He shouted disapprovingly, “Everyone, no whispering! Today, even if you were under the knife, you must continue training!”

Complaints filled the air.

At that moment, everyone observed the dark clouds in the southwest gradually dispersing, and the thunder did not resound again.

Claudia couldn’t help expressing her disappointment, “Such massive dark clouds, and they’re dissipating after just one thunderclap?”

It was then that Maria declared, “I need to go to the bathroom.”

The instructor, upon hearing this, stopped insisting and waved his hand. “Go! Hurry back!”

and

the instructor relented and allowed her to leave. “Go ahead! Come

whispered to Claudia, “Claudia, I have

process Maria’s words, she had already swiftly

training camouflage uniform back at her dormitory. She grabbed her mobile phone and put on a

message to Michelle and dialed Jagoan’s number

something to do with Jagoan. So

Jagoan picked up the call

and hastily said, “Brother, I want to express my deep gratitude for what you did last time. So, I’d like to know when it’s convenient for you. I want to invite you

is over. During this time, you should stay at school and not go

Jagoan recollected something and asked her, “By the way, isn’t it currently the time for your military training? How are you able to call

it seemed like it would rain. So the instructor asked us to

mind racing to decipher Maria’s

dinner. Second, perhaps the thunderstorm had made her realize something was amiss, leading her to call and confirm his safety. Third, maybe she deliberately

safety and, once

prolonged conversation might arouse his suspicions. Instead, she smiled and asked, “So, brother, what do you

saying, “Sure, when your military training

and replied, “Great! No

“let me know when

breath and declared, “I’m sorry, brother, but I can’t chat now. The sky has cleared, and we need

and said, “Focus on your

to the playground. Instead,

minutes until Michelle

halt in front of Maria, and she swiftly hopped into the backseat. Michelle asked with surprise, “Miss Clarke, why did you suddenly ask me

important. The military training is just too

inform the school authorities. Tell them that I haven’t been feeling well lately, so I won’t

for a moment but

for a

Miss Clarke, I’ll take you back to the villa first. After that, I’ll communicate with

driven by Michelle, arrived at Zilian

made her way towards her petite courtyard on the highest level. “Michelle, starting today, I’ll be staying home and having three square meals a day. Just leave them outside my courtyard door and you can leave after

She understood that Maria didn’t want to continue with the military training, but she couldn’t comprehend why she didn’t want to leave her home either. However, as a servant, she knew better than to ask too many questions. She responded without hesitation, “Alright, Miss Clarke, I understand. As for your meals, do you have

casually replied. “Just arrange

hurriedly ascended to the top floor,

Worriedly, he intercepted Michelle and inquired, “Wasn’t Maria supposed to

to participate in the military training. She

“Apart from delivering meals to the young lady, no one should

master held Maria in great esteem, so his instructions

said respectfully, “Sir, I’ll call

and

moment, Gideon, exhilarated after testing the might of Thunderbolt, returned to the bustling urban area, brimming with joy. His first

the row of open stalls in vain for Zachary, approached one of the stall owners with a touch of desperation. “Excuse me,” he implored, “why are you shutting down so early in

weather forecast? It warned of possible extreme weather. We’re closing up shop to await the

that very instant. He pondered to himself, “There’s no such thing as extreme weather—it’s simply the thunder I conjured up in the mountains. Nevertheless, this indirectly proves that the thunder I summoned was

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