“Get a f*cking move on, you sh*theads!”

“You f*ckers, you still think you're in the outside world?!”

“Sit your asses down!”

The marching group went around the corner of a building to reach a blind spot from the parents. That was when the tone and attitude of the assistant instructors suddenly changed. The recruits dazedly walking ahead according to the instructions were taken aback and looked around in confusion.

The assistant instructors roared, “Stop dithering about like idiots, you punks!”

Kang Jin-Ho observed this development with zero interest. Of course, he fully understood that a dozen-plus instructors wouldn’t be able to control nearly one thousand recruits with gentle words and kind gestures. Still, no one would feel pleased by a barrage of insults hurled in their way even though they hadn't done anything yet.

'So, this is the military, huh.'

The most efficient way to control a large force was actually pretty simple. Use force and make an example out of a few—that would be all. Threaten them, then drive home the point that the threat was real. Demonstrate it a couple of times, and it would be a job well done. Kang Jin-Ho figured that these assistant instructors were thinking of doing just that with a demonstration of military discipline and punishment.

Back in the demon cult, instructors would use nonsensical reasons to single out one or two new recruits who didn't have the potential and they would kill them on the spot. Depending on the instructor in question, the public execution might be swift...