Gold Medal

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The little agent followed behind him, equally bored. Mu Mu didn't want him to follow but he insisted on doing so because accidents could easily happen on the island. Helpless, when they were about to approach the tightly sealed area, the little agent told Mu Mu not to proceed further.

He didn't explain why and Mu Mu wasn't curious either.

Just as he turned back, he saw a young boy crying nearby, his sobs small and suppressed. He was hiding behind a rockery; no one would have noticed him if not for the sound of sniffling. Curious, Mu Mu walked over and found a little boy wearing only undershorts hunched in a corner with tears streaming down his face. His face was hidden but he looked pitiful.

"What's wrong" Mu Mu couldn't help asking.

The boy had faint scars on his arm, his body curled up into a ball. The little agent waved him off and said, "Ignore him. Every new recruit cries like this when they first arrive. Back in my day, I cried just as much."

Mu Mu's lips twitched. The boy raised his head to reveal tear-streaked cheeks that made him look heartbreakingly adorable. He was very young, about five or six years old, and frail with thin arms and legs that looked like they would break if anyone hit them too hard. His eyes were red from crying and he looked as helpless as a little rabbit unable to find its mother for comfort. Mu Mu immediately thought of Lin Lin; if his friend was still alive, perhaps he would also be hiding in some corner being bullied.

"What's your name" Mu Mu asked him.

The boy sniffed and replied, "Xiao Siling."

The agent raised an eyebrow—what kind of a name was this "Were you part of the group that arrived two days ago"

The little boy nodded, and the young agent rubbed his forehead. Really, what kind of selection process is this now Anyone gets recruited these days. They used to cry too, but never as pitifully or weakly.

In their time, they all came from underground boxing matches in black markets, and their skills were actually pretty decent back then.

The young agent said, "He came here two days ago and started training today. Why are you crying"

The little boy sniffled with his head down, not saying a word, just sobbing. It was truly heart-wrenching to hear him. The young agent was quite depressed; Mu Mu squatted down and said indifferently, "Are you injured"

The little boy shook his head, looking like he didn't dare say anything else. Mu Mu couldn't help but ask, "Isn't the training here too high-pressure He's still so young."

"When I first came here, I was only four years old. Even younger than me!" The young agent exclaimed loudly. "He's actually quite big for his age, little brother."

Mu Mu: "..."

Mu Mu didn't have such a compassionate heart to begin with; he wasn't really the type to empathize much either, so he didn’t say anything more and prepared to get up and leave. But who would've thought that the little boy suddenly reached out and grabbed his sleeve, not letting him go.

"Take me away, please... Waaaah..." He cried heartbreakingly...

The young agent: "..."

Mumu kindly said, "Little brother, if I take you with me, it would harm you. Our family's coach is much crueler than here; you should stay here, and in the future, you'll become very powerful."

He saw those pilot agents being so capable from the control console, making Mumu feel a surge of strength.

Mighty boys, regardless of age, have a pursuit for power and authority, along with strong desires to dominate and conquer. Thus, he also wanted to reach such a realm, hence not worrying about his future at all. He had some understanding of Ye Wei and Eleven; the head coach on this island treated them with utmost respect, indicating their greater strength. With them personally teaching him, he would surely become stronger in the future.

Therefore, he attempted to convince the pitiful little boy with this theory.

The little boy's pursuit was not for power but safety and comfort; hence, he feared and felt helpless, unsure of what to do. Mumu smiled and said, "Don't worry, stay here well; who knows, we might become partners in the future."

After saying this, he tried to break free from the little boy's grasp to leave, but when that boy stood up, reaching Mumu’s ear level, Mumu turned his head to look at him and was suddenly taken aback. The little boy rushed over as if seeing a savior; Mumu's eyes widened in shock, all his attention drawn to a silver necklace hanging on the boy's chest.

It was a delicate pure silver chain with a zodiac-shaped pendant hanging from it. At the top of the pendant was an Arabic number: 2. It was finely crafted and hung on the chest not too prominently, akin to jewelry for a girl.

Mumu's eyes were filled with shock, his entire body trembling.

…

Ye Wei accompanied Ping'er in inspecting the island, getting an overview of some improvements made. Regarding aerial combat and security on the island, Ye Tianyu had already made comprehensive enhancements. Now, the agent island could both attack and defend, being all-encompassing. This allowed timely counterattacks; planes were stored in military warehouses of the Indian archipelago, ready to strike enemies off guard in emergencies.

"When did you make these improvements"

Ping'er said, "Around two years ago. Tianyu is very efficient; he took half a year to reorganize the spy island, which was quite effective indeed. Otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to counterattack so quickly or conserve our strength."

Ping'er was truly impressed by Ye Tianyu.

"It's indeed very beneficial. We all thought this time would result in heavy casualties, but it turned out that only superficial damage occurred; the enemy lost more than they bargained for." Ye Wei gave a cold laugh as she looked at the place where she grew up, a rare soft expression on her face, "Though saying so is rather unsympathetic, I still feel relieved that this island wasn't bombed. If it had been, I might have exploded with rage."

This was their most memorable enemy and also the place they were most attached to outside of their families. A quarter of their lives had been spent here, leaving particularly vivid memories.

Even after all these years, this sentiment remained unchanged.

They walked around the combat training base, where division coaches were teaching children combat techniques below them. The young faces brought back memories of their own youthful endeavors and struggles.

Ye Wei and Eleven were walking out of the combat training base with Ping'er when Mu Mu hurriedly dragged a little boy towards them. Ping'er raised an eyebrow, "Little Master Mo, did he offend you"

Mu Mu ignored Ping'er, her voice even trembling slightly, "Grandma, this is... this is Linlin's necklace."

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