Three days later.

Gu Qiongsheng stood outside the school gate, looked at the huge metal font above, and took a deep breath.

"Yuancheng Military High School..."

It looks very majestic.

The entry threshold for military colleges is extremely high. As early as the time of admission, courses and training programs are arranged with soldiers as the target, and the resources provided are also the best. Even high-ranking officials and wealthy people are scrambling to send their children in to lay a solid foundation.

Gu Qiongsheng raised his hand and rubbed his face to calm himself down.

Thanks to the small healing technique, it was simply miraculous in treating mental tears. That day, white light descended from the sky, and she felt as if her whole body was soaked in comfortable hot spring water, especially her severely injured brain. Every cell was humming with enjoyment in the white light.

The recovery effect was very significant. After just a few days, her headache was completely gone. She could even simply call upon some mental power - 400 points, which was about the amount of a bowl of water.

According to the official federal classification, the strength of mental power ranges from F to S, with the number and strength increasing layer by layer:

F level: 0 points - 500 points

E-level: 500 points - 1500 points

D-level: 1500-3000 points

C-level: 3000 points - 5000 points

B level: 5000 points - 7000 points

Level A: 7,000 points to 10,000 points

S-level: 10,000+ points

Now Gu Qiongsheng's 400 points of spiritual energy correspond to the lowest level F, which is the so-called: only slightly better than nothing.

The awakening failed, and not only did he not get promoted, he also fell straight from C-level to F-level. If anyone else were here, they would probably cry out of sadness.

Gu Qiongsheng was mentally prepared.

A few days ago, the system showed that she could improve the game panel level through training/battle/killing enemies, etc. As the level increases, skills, innate talents and other functions will be unlocked one by one, and the blue bar will also grow steadily.

The blue bar is the data on her game panel, which determines the number of times she can cast spells and is not equivalent to her mental power.

And judging from her current situation, her mental power can be directly restored to full every time she releases a skill, so adding up the blue bar, her "total" mental power is also 3000+.

Gu·Fake F-level, real C-level·Qiongsheng.

Not at all weak, okay?

However, there is still a problem. After the proficiency of the minor healing skill reached [68/1000] yesterday, it completely stagnated. No matter how hard Gu Qiongsheng tried to heal himself, he refused to increase even a little bit.

Is there a limit to the proficiency that can be acquired from a single subject?

Or is it because his injuries have healed and the small healing spell is no longer effective?

Gu Qiongsheng wasn't quite sure.

However, she was not cruel enough to cut herself for the sake of experiment, so this time when she came to school, she also hoped to find a stable source of proficiency.

The academy is very large, covering strategic areas, exercise areas, combat areas, trial areas, etc.

Gu Qiongsheng did not take the school shuttle, but chose to walk on the spacious avenue to familiarize himself with the environment.

This school is an antique-style building with tall camphor trees planted on both sides of the road. In the summer, the trees are lush and green, and it is very comfortable to walk under the shade of them.

“It’s really advanced.”

As she walked, she looked around curiously.

There are towering buildings made of some unknown alloy. Various chips are connected to a transmission belt as wide as a hundred-meter runway. Even in the daytime, you can see the starry sky on the blue dome, and cars are speeding back and forth.

Even though all these were imprinted in Gu Qiongsheng's mind, when she personally set foot on this land, she still felt sincerely intoxicated and loved it.

In the center of the school stood a large screen displaying a series of photographs. Gu Qiongsheng paused with interest, noticing that the photos were of students who had been admitted to the War College from Yuancheng High School in previous years.

"Outstanding graduates?" Gu Qiongsheng counted them one by one. "Hmm... not many people get into the First War College every year. Last year, there were only seven."

Her mumbling fell into the ears of a classmate passing by.

The student turned around in surprise and said, "Isn't 7 too many? Do you know how many people from Yuanxing were admitted to the First War College last year?"

"There are only 15 of them, and our school accounts for almost half of them!"

"Those who couldn't get into the First War College were basically accepted by other war colleges, and their future prospects are very good."

Gu Qiongsheng was slightly stunned.

I see.

The First War College was like the Tsinghua University or the Peking University in her previous life... no, it was even harder than that, perhaps like a certain Buddha.

But think about it, the Federation’s colonies are now spread throughout the galaxy, which means students from countless planets are competing with each other!

There's really a sense of crisis.

The original owner had been desperate to go to the front lines. When her father was still alive, he had hoped his daughter would be admitted to the First War College. Gu Qiongsheng didn't want to disappoint them. Furthermore, looking at the tall screen, she felt a surge of heat in her chest, her competitive spirit stirring.

He walked all the way to the teaching building, swiped the door card, found the counselor's office on the third floor, and knocked on the door gently a few times.

The calm voice of a middle-aged man came from inside the door.

"Come in."

Gu Qiongsheng pushed the door open and walked in: "Hello, teacher, I am Gu Qiongsheng from Class A."

"Qiongsheng," the counselor stood up with a complicated expression, "Come, come and sit down."

"How is your health now?"

Gu Qiongsheng paused for a moment, choosing his words carefully. "Now... I feel fine. I should have fully recovered. Teacher, the alliance exam is coming up soon. I want to cancel my leave and return to school."

The Alliance Examination, which is the college entrance examination in the interstellar era, will determine whether a person is suitable to be a warrior and whether he has sufficient potential to awaken his spiritual power.

But after listening to Gu Qiongsheng's words, the counselor gave a bitter smile.

"Jonson, you are a good boy."

He took off his glasses, wiped them on his clothes, glanced at Gu Qiongsheng with regret, and shook his head: "It's just that I was too impatient and impulsive, and it ruined everything."

Gu Qiongsheng was silent for a moment, then asked, "Teacher, is my special recruitment quota gone?"

Even the First War College has some special recruitment quotas. After all, there are the Second, Third, and Fourth War Colleges, and they also have to compete for enrollment.

"I'm mentally prepared for this," Gu Qiongsheng smiled at the counselor. "If I fail my awakening, I definitely won't be able to pass the exam. If I were the school, I would also give this opportunity to someone else."

The counselor looked a little reluctant, but still didn't say anything, just shook his head again.

Gu Qiongsheng's smile faltered for a moment. "...Is it Class A that won't let me in?"

In this special era, everything is a war for survival, and the school is particularly dominated by the survival of the fittest. From Class A to Class F, the potential of students is clearly divided from the very beginning.

Class A, where Gu Qiongsheng was previously, was undoubtedly an elite class. Now, probably because she failed to awaken, the teachers and classmates in her original class did not want to accept her anymore.

After all, there are assessments and competitions between classes and between colleges, and the assessments are often team battles. If there is one person who drags the team down, the entire team can be dragged down.

Moreover, Class A is given 30 bottles of W1890 warming medicine every month. Now that Gu Qiongsheng is gone, the extra ones can be distributed to others. The students will not miss this opportunity.

"...It's okay," Gu Qiongsheng breathed a sigh of relief, a bright smile on his face. "With my current abilities, I really can't get into Class A, so I won't hold you back. Teacher, I can go to Class B, or even Class C."

The counselor still didn't say anything, and his expression became more helpless.

Gu Qiongsheng: “…”

She probed, "D Class?"

The counselor was silent.

Gu Qiongsheng: "Class E?"

The counselor looked away.

Gu Qiongsheng: “…”

Gu Qiongsheng took a deep breath: "Okay, I understand."

It’s just Class F. She can be a hero among the short guys!

Gu Qiongsheng turned in her Class A door card and exchanged it for Class F's. Before she left, the counselor seemed to take pity on her and couldn't help but say, "You've been in this situation before. While you can't be a soldier, you can still transition to other support roles, like healing, cleaning, or doing odd jobs."

Gu Qiongsheng froze in place and slowly turned around: "Huh?"

Did she hear it right?

Here, treatment should be classified into the same category as cleaning and chores?

No wonder the original owner had never heard of it before!

Seeing Gu Qiongsheng's expression of disbelief, the counselor thought she had lost her mind and sympathetically comforted her, "Don't look down on treatment. Even if you can only simply help soldiers sort out their mental energy, you are still making a contribution to humanity."

"Teacher, please wait a minute, let me sort it out."

Gu Qiongsheng felt overwhelmed. She really didn't expect that the status of treatment here was so low.

It shouldn't be.

Psychic warriors are so ferocious in fighting, they don’t even need a nanny?

…

Full of doubts, Gu Qiongsheng walked out of the office door.

If Class A occupies the most scenic area in the college, then Class F is the small tail on the leftovers.

The location was so remote and the path so winding that even Gu Qiongsheng, who had a good memory, took a long time to finally find Class F.

From the outside, the class looked quiet.

“Squeak—”

Gu Qiongsheng pushed the door open carefully.

The small classroom was full of people.

Unlike Class A, which was mostly empty and crowded, Class F was packed with desks stacked against desks. Everyone had their heads down, not knowing what they were doing. Gu Qiongsheng tentatively greeted them, "Hello, everyone?"

No one paid any attention to her.

Everyone is busy.

Gu Qiongsheng carefully squeezed through the gap, his eyes scanning the books his classmates on either side were reading: "One Thousand New Western Cooking Techniques," "Repairing a Flying Car from Scratch," "Home Cleaning Robot Repair Techniques," "Interstellar Sow Breeding Manual"...

Gu Qiongsheng: “…”

Her heart sank a little.

Cooking, maintenance, sow breeding... Class F is even more terrifying than she had imagined. This group of people have actually completely given up on applying to War University and have turned all their energy to learning social skills?

Is it so decadent?

Where can she find human milk?

Phew... calm down, don't be anxious.

Gu Qiongsheng tried hard to suppress his emotions. Maybe it was because this class was a self-study class, so everyone was reading the books they wanted to read.

Gu Qiongsheng remembered that the next class was mental meditation, and the next class was remote mecha control.

In the next few classes, she should be able to see the level of her classmates.

…

Two hours passed quickly.

Gu Qiongsheng was very disappointed.

Very disappointed.

Because the "classmates" didn't move at all, no matter what class they were in, they just held those books in their hands.

The StarCraft teacher teaches online, but even with the screen in front of them and the teacher on the screen explaining the techniques of using mental power eloquently, the students in Class F still do their own thing.

Ignoring, resigning oneself, being numb... Similar emotions spread in every corner of the classroom. The atmosphere was as depressing as the sky before a storm, making people feel almost suffocated.

Gu Qiongsheng couldn't help it.

She rushed to the front of the classroom and knocked hard on the screen with her hands: "Dong Dong Dong!"

The people in the classroom were finally attracted by her.

"It's so noisy!"

"Who is it, and what are you doing?"

"If you don't read, others will!"

Facing the insults, Gu Qiongsheng glared and said bluntly: "Is it time to read now?"

She pointed to the schedule on the wall, her voice clear and resonant, echoing throughout the classroom: "Look carefully, this class is a simulated battle, not a complete guide to car maintenance, and certainly not postpartum care for sows!"

"We should go to the training ground and participate in the simulated battlefield training!"