On that day, 670 people were selected as candidates for Mu Light Song's personal guard.

  She had told Mu Xiong before that after ten days, 170 people would be withdrawn.

  Today is the tenth day.

  Mù Qīng Gē came out of the alchemy room early in the morning, washed and dressed up, and brought Mò Yáng out of the mansion gate. They arrived at a certain open area where the Mù family army was stationed.

  Six hundred and seventy people, neatly lined up. The armor on their bodies had been taken off according to Mochizuki's orders, leaving only the clothes close to their skin and military boots.

  These young men, with faces still tender, have been tempered on the battlefield into a few rays of sunshine and iron blood.

  Mo Qing looked around in a circle and was still somewhat satisfied with this time's selection of people.

  As long as they can withstand her training, she will lead them into a whole new height and give them an entirely different world.

  "Mo Yang, are you ready?" Mu Qing Ge asked Mo Yang beside her.

  Mo Yang came out, holding a cloth bag in his hand, and said to Mu Qing Ge: "Young Master, everything is ready."

  "Good." Mu Qing nodded slightly and ordered: "Distribute them all."

  Mo Yang walked towards the 670 people with a cloth bag, amidst everyone's astonishment, he opened the bag and pulled out what was inside.

  "Piece of cloth?"

  Everyone was even more puzzled when they took over what Mo Yang handed over.

  That day, they stood out from the young lord's eccentric selection method and thought they would immediately become the young lord's personal guards. However, unexpectedly, the young lord actually left them hanging for ten days.

  They endured the strange and suspicious glances from their comrades for ten days, as well as all sorts of unpleasant speculation, until today when they appeared here.

  Now, Young Master gave each of them a piece of cloth strip, what is this for?

  Could it be that, just as others have said, Young Master isn't actually looking for a personal guard, but rather a playmate of the same age?

  At once, everyone held a cloth strip, and their expressions all became strange.

  After distributing the cloth strips, Mo Yang did not return to Mu Qing's side, but instead stood at the edge of the team.

  She gathered all the expressions on everyone's faces and smiled lightly, saying: "Now, if anyone wants to quit and doesn't want to be my personal guard, they can leave. I won't pursue it."

  As soon as she said this, it caused a stir.

  People who were already struggling with internal conflicts became even more conflicted.

  Before long, people began to drop out of the queue one after another, and their eyes looking at Mu Qingge were filled with guilt.

  After the last person who wanted to leave had left the queue, only 537 people remained.

  That is to say, Mu Qing Ge still has to eliminate thirty-seven people.

  Her training, must not be leaked out, so she would rather spend more time and effort to select 500 people before starting her training. And these 500 people, once selected, had to follow her for a lifetime.

  If someone betrays her, she will personally send him on his way.

  A glimmer of icy coldness flashed across the bottom of her clear eyes. Mu Qingge walked towards the remaining 537 people and suddenly laughed: "Have you ever played 'Thirty People, Thirty-One Feet'?"

  What is thirty people and thirty-one feet? They are not centipedes.

  The people left were all bewildered.

  No one knew that Mu Qing had already anticipated it in her heart. If someone had known, they would have been frightened by now.

  "What is meant by thirty people and thirty-one feet is that you are free to form groups, with thirty people in each group. The extra nine people will be dispersed among the other nine groups. After the groups have been formed, line up and tie your feet together in pairs." Mu Qing explained to the crowd. Then, pointing to a flag about 100 meters away, he said: "Then, you walk to the flag and pull it down to succeed. Before nightfall, the fastest 500 people will be my personal guard, and the remaining 37 people will be eliminated. Of course, due to the number of people, it is difficult to pick out 37 people. Once a team wins, the remaining teams will immediately change in number until the slowest 37 people are eliminated."

  "Little Master, what does this mean? Is it a game?" someone finally couldn't help but ask the doubt in their heart.

  Mu Qingge smiled and replied: "Let's just consider it a game for now. What's the point of playing this, I also hope that the final 500 winners can tell me their answer."

  Without giving everyone time and opportunity to react, Mu Qing gave a soft order, starting this seemingly game-like selection.

  The hundred or so people who had been watching from a distance felt relieved at this turn of events.

  In his heart, he thought: If I hadn't left, I'm afraid I would have ended up like these brothers, playing with the young master.

  Ignoring what others thought in their hearts, Mu Qingge returned to sit down beside her chair, watching the competition under the scorching sun.

  At first, 537 people, almost none of the groups could walk out ten steps, and some even only took two steps before tumbling down and rolling around.

  Such chaos continued until the sun began to set.

  Some teams seem to have found a knack in continuous tumbling, starting to move more smoothly and faster.

  The first group came out, Mu Qingge took a glance and found Mo Yang among them.

  A faint smile played on her lips as she continued to watch.

  With the cheers of the first victory, there are the second, third...

  Those who had left earlier did not leave, but also looked on, as if they had gradually seen some doorway, the complacency and joy on their faces were gradually retracted, and some clever people had fallen into deep thought, with a hint of regret in their eyes.

  At last, before nightfall, five hundred men had been selected.

  They stood spiritedly in front of Mu Qing's song, each one straight as a spear.

  More than a hundred people who had left ahead of time were now silent, standing outside the scene and looking at what should have been their battlefield.

  The thirty-seven people who were eliminated also looked disappointed and frustrated.

  The Mu family army had no fools, they all saw the clues in Mu Qing's game and understood that this young master was not simple.

  Mu Qing walked up to the soldier she had asked before and said, "Now, can you tell me what's the point of playing this?"

  The soldier obviously didn't think that Mu Qing would still remember him, and even recall their previous conversation. Flustered, he said somewhat bashfully: "I... I can't say it out loud, but I just feel like this game isn't simple, and after completing it, it seems like I've become closer to my comrades."

  Mo Qingge smiled slightly and walked towards Mo Yang, asking the same question.

  Mo Yang furrowed his brow and thought for a moment before answering, "Young Master, I don't know how to describe it. At first, we were like scattered sand. But in the end, we silently unified our steps and achieved victory."

  Mo Qing lightly nodded his head and took a few steps back, then said to the 500 people: "From today on, you will be my personal guard squad, and I will train you personally."

  Trained by Mu Qing personally, this news they had never known before.

  But after her words, the team that should have raised objections was strangely quiet.

  Mu Qingge smiled contentedly and continued: "I have an agreement with the old general, there will be a competition in three months, do you have confidence?"

  Yes!

  With an aura like a rainbow, his voice shakes the heavens.

  A unified answer, with an unyielding will to fight.

  The smile at the corner of Mu Qing's mouth grew even more pronounced: "Earlier, you asked me what this game is all about. I think those of you who have truly participated already understand, but don't know how to put it into words. So let me tell you. This game tests a team's overall coordination and unity, as well as its ability to follow orders. The Imperial Guard is a team with 500 people, each with their own opinions and ideas. But when executing commands or responding to emergencies, it's impossible for everyone to have a say. Therefore, you must possess extremely strong coordination skills, be able to quickly adjust any discord within the team, work together, and complete tasks. I don't have much time - only three months. So I don't have the luxury of slowly grinding you all down; I can only use this game to pick out the most promising candidates."

  Mu Qingge raised three fingers and said firmly: "Three months, I believe that in three months you will not regret your persistence today!"

  One speech that made over 500 people's blood boil with enthusiasm. Yet it also made the more than 100 people who left early blush with shame.

  Digression

  Thank you for the diamond from Bó Wù Qīng Chén, muah!

  P.S: I'd like to ask a question, have any of you guys seen this article recommended when browsing the book club website before?