บท 944: Chapter 932 The Emergence of Faith

"When will this ever end?"

As midday approached, an ordinary-looking young man walked out of a wooden hut with a face full of weariness and helplessness, then looked at a classmate emerging from a neighboring hut and complained.

"Be patient, as long as we teach these Yikong People our language and writing, we might be able to go home!"

Hearing the complaint, another equally exhausted young man, Lar, spoke to comfort his classmate.

"This isn't just about patience!" the young man grew more agitated upon hearing Lar's attempt at comfort, "Do you know what kind of beings we're teaching? A bunch of Baghda, humanoid Mechs that can take on Tanks on land, Monsters that could tear apart fighter jets when mounted on their flying Mounts!"

"..." Lar's face involuntarily twitched at his classmate's words. Not only was this disheartened student under tremendous psychological pressure, but they all were, even if they didn't show it.