"Snap!" The apple in Luo Cheng's hand dropped to the ground.
Ye Li now had no appetite for apples either.
He had been selected for the international training camp a few months ago.
Though only seven years old, this camp's status in the international community was unspeakable.
Each country was allocated only a few spots each year, especially the Flower Country, which chose just a few out of its billion-plus population. The probability was minuscule, and those who got in took great pride in it.
New recruits would always look at the current rankings in the corridor.
It displayed the rankings of the camp, showing only the top one hundred names. The camp was only seven years old, and the trainees from the first year had not yet left.
The top one hundred were almost all trainees from that time.
The abilities of these ranked individuals were unimaginable.
Especially the top ten, each of whom could deter the entire camp.
