Lloyd slowly walked toward the ship that they were going to use. He still didn''t know what team he would be in, but he just hoped they would be weak.


    After all, the instructor isn''t allowed to fight for them unless they are on the brink of death, and today''s technology is far more than capable of taking someone off the brink of death with even the simplest of medkits.


    Of course, it was very expensive, and it would take a few minutes, if not hours, to fix them to perfection, but this was the military''s way of teaching.


    They wanted kids to fight independently and not have someone to save their asses whenever they were in trouble.


    The military academy has many kids from higher or more powerful familiese to the academy. The parents want to teach their children about the real world since they''ve had a silver spoon in their mouths from the moment of their births.


    On the other hand, Lloyd wouldn''t suffer much if he was injured in front of people... He would be executed.


    Yet, the reason he wanted a weak team wasn''t because he had a death wish but because of the fact that he could kill most of the monsters, getting himself loads of points in the military''s eyes while also gaining enormous amounts of strength at the same time.


    Lloyd had thought about this often and created countermeasures whenever he got injured.


    The main problem was the fact that he didn''t bleed, and instead of getting cuts or bruises, he got cracks in his skin. One of the main methods he wanted tobat this was by covering himself in shadows using [shadow enhancement], ensuring no one would ever see his ''injuries.''


    On the one hand, the cracks weren''t his biggest problems. There were many sses out there that gave people scales for skin, and others made it so that a person''s skin is as hard as steel, making it so it would crack instead of bruising or or bleeding.


    It was one of the main reasons why Hime and the rest of that team didn''t ask many questions, even though he sometimes got cracks all over his body from their training.


    On the other hand, seeing such injuries on Lloyd would most likely cause questions to appear in people''s minds. He was supposed to be a shadow assassin, after all.


    Another thing he made sure to remember was to kill any beasts nearby. After testing it in the dungeon, Lloyd realized that killing beasts would give him void energy, and with that energy, he could fix himself up in a few mere seconds.


    Of course, now that he was forced to cultivate both his body and core, his heart would bleed every time he put the void energy into healing rather than cultivating, but in the end, he had to do what he must. He also didn''t have a heart, so it didn''t matter as much.


    Of course, if he loses a limb and people see that he isn''t bleeding, thest resort is to just kill anyone who saw it, and in this situation, while it wasn''t preferable, he knew that he had the power to do it.


    Walking onto the ship, Lloyd looked around momentarily before widening his eyes slightly in surprise.


    The ship was small, to say the least. Probably even smaller than those military carriers people used in the 21st century. There was a seating area on both sides, while tworge seats could be seen at the front where the pilots would be.


    However, what surprised him was the fact that he knew someone in the carrier despite the chances of such a thing happening being extremely low.


    Since all groups were split into three or more sses, there were around 100 people in the S group, 150 to 200 in A group, 450 to 600 in C group, and over a thousand in D group.


    Lloyd had no idea how the military did the math on creating the teams, but it was nearly impossible that there wouldn''t be a team without 5 people from the D rank.


    However, his team was a little too diverse.


    "Derek? Haley?" Lloyd asked, making Derek, his friend from staffbat ss, look at him in surprise.<novelsnext></novelsnext>


    "Ohhhhh shit!" Derek cheered in joy.


    "Oh? You guys know each other?" The third year asked while looking at them. He also knew the chances, so he was surprised to see that Lloyd knew two of them.


    "Ugh... I can''t believe I''m stuck with you." Haley sneered, now depressed that Beliar wouldn''t be on the same team as her.


    ''1 A rank, two C''s, and I''m assuming...'' Lloyd nced at the two other boys and checked theirmandments.


    ''Two D''s. After seeing how weak they were,mandments and talent really are everything, huh...


    They must have put me here since they still think I''m in the early stages of the firstmandment, which is stupid since I had amazing results in the pre-firstmandment entrance festival... Oh wait, I think I hear it now... Pre... That''s the problem,'' Lloyd facepalmed, leaving the rest puzzled.


    Lloyd sat down opposite the third year since the ship only took 6 people at the back. Therefore there was no ce next to Derek.


    "Shall we introduce ourselves?" The third year asked with a genuine smile.


    ''God, I already have so many names to remember. No need to add to the list.'' Lloyd felt a headacheing on.


    "Let me start. I''m the swordsman, Alex. I''m in the first amethyst seal of the secondmandment." Alex said before nodding at Lloyd.


    "Lloyd, shadow assassin hybrid, early firstmandment." Lloyd sighed.


    "My name is Haley; I''m a pyromancer in the mid-firstmandment." She grinned with pride.


    "I''m Derek, I''m in the peak firstmandment, and I''m a revenant." Everyone except Lloyd widened their eyes slightly.


    "I''m John. I''m a Hunter in the initial stage of the firstmandment."


    "I''m Elliot, archer, and in the initial stage of the firstmandment too."


    Silence fell on the team, and the ship began to move. No one spoke throughout the 1-hour ride there except Alex, who exined the mock exam basics.


    "The exam is simple. The military is colonizing one of thes nearby, and they are cing students from the first year all over it.


    They want you to scan and kill as many monsters as possible before collecting their corpses for the military scientists to study. The worse the corpse''s conditions are, the fewer points you will gain.


    There will be individual and team points. Team points matter the most, in my opinion. The better you do as a team, the better you will seem in the military''s eyes.


    At the same time, the only way you''ll get out of this without me having to send you back to the military base is if you work as a team. Try to be a lone wolf, and you won''tst a single day.


    However, I have to tell you that individual points are more likely to allow you to go to higher groups." He exined, making a glint of greed appear in the eyes of Haley and the two D ranks.