Upon hearing Leilos's words, Bo Jichen's pair of adorable, soft, and cheeky purple eyes instantly lit up like little light bulbs, and with lightning speed, she shoved the towel she was using to wipe her eyes into Leilos's hand.

She turned around, lifted the covers, and crawled inside, leaving only her eyes peeking out. She stared longingly at Leilos, as if to say, "It's already lying down. There's no way you can get rid of it now, let alone the window."

Leilos glanced at it, then at the towel in his hand, and chuckled to himself. How insecure it was, how afraid it was of him changing his mind.

Bo Jichen, looking weak and pitiful, clutched the blanket with both hands and urged Lei Luosi, his voice muffled because his mouth was covered: "Brother, what are you still standing there for? Go to sleep quickly, we have to get up early tomorrow for the opening ceremony."

Leilos shook the towel in his hand, his eyes involuntarily filled with indulgence and pampering. He put the larger version of Bo Jichen into the smaller version of Xiao Guai, and his voice became gentle involuntarily: "I'll go put the towel down and I'll be right back."

Bo Jichen's eyes brightened even more, and his voice was as sweet as could be: "Brother, go quickly, I'll wait for you."

Leilos hummed in agreement, took the towel and went out, then turned and headed to the restroom.

Bo Jichen immediately got up, pulled a wet towel from his spatial button, and wiped his extremely spicy arm repeatedly.

After wiping my arms, I wiped my eyes, completely forgetting how spicy the towel had been. As soon as I wiped my eyes, the tears I had finally managed to stop started flowing again.

Bo Jichen cursed heaven and earth, and even insulted La's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably once again. When Leilos returned and saw this, his heart ached with even more self-reproach, guilt, and heartache. He quickly got into bed and asked, "Why are you crying again?"

Bo Jichen: "!!!!"

It doesn't want to cry either, but my eyes are burning!

The wet wipe I used to wipe my arm got stuck in my eye.

It's even spicier than the one that had been seasoned with a little spice before.

Bo Jichen grabbed Lei Luosi's arm, knowing how to make the most of what he had, and continued to lie, continue to be shameless, and continue to tease: "I don't want to cry, it just feels like a dream, I finally found my brother, and I finally slept with my brother again."

"I feel like crying whenever I think about this. Brother, you won't laugh at me, will you?"

Leilos felt heartbroken and patted its hand: "I won't laugh at you. You're not dreaming. Your brother is right beside you. Your brother will lie with you tonight."

Bo Jichen hugged Lei Luosi's arm, rested his forehead on Lei Luosi's shoulder, and took advantage of the situation: "Can I sleep with my brother from now on?"

Leilos was slightly taken aback. How could someone so grown up sleep with him every day? He could sleep with him for one day and then go back to his room by himself tomorrow. They lived in the same dormitory, so he could hear him if he called out.

Seeing that he remained silent, Bo Jichen, not wanting to lose face, retreated to advance, "Brother, don't you like me sleeping with you? Actually, I don't want to sleep with you either, mainly because I lied to you."

“I lied to my brother that I was taking an exam and that I only slept two or three hours a day when I was taking the superpower exam. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to sleep; it’s that every time I tried to sleep, someone would come and disturb me. They would say I was pretty and touch my hand or my leg. I was so scared that I couldn’t sleep…”

"What?" Relos sat up abruptly, his voice changing in the darkness, "Someone, someone touched you..."

Bo Jichen scrambled to his feet, tears streaming down his face, and pouted, "Yes, they said I'm good-looking, and when they told me to touch me, it meant they liked and admired me..."

It wasn't lying, it absolutely wasn't lying, but it was about seeing some lewd men groping and harassing some pretty girls and boys.

Without saying a word, it crippled these men, telling them that hitting them was a sign of affection and scolding them was a sign of love, and that it hit them because it loved them.

Now he's using the image of a boy he hasn't seen in eight years to make him feel sorry for him, guilty, and allow him to sleep with him openly and legitimately—a perfect two-birds-with-one-stone situation.

"Nonsense, nonsense." Leilos took several breaths to suppress his anger. His heartache surged like a raging river, but he spoke with extreme gentleness and patience: "Little darling, Chenchen, those people are talking nonsense, they are talking rubbish. It's wrong for them to touch your hands and legs randomly."

“From now on, you must remember this: anyone who touches your hand or your leg, or tells you that touching you means they like or admire you, except for your future wife, should have their hands and legs broken.”

Bo Jichen thought to himself, "Wow!" As expected of the boy with the scales it had been training with, he was so upright that it made it feel embarrassed and like a dog.

Bo Jichen knew that things shouldn't be taken too far. If they went too far, Lei Luo would investigate and seek justice for it, and it would be exposed.

So it stopped there, tears streaming down its face, and said with a hint of smugness, "Brother, I've broken their legs and their hands. My sister used to tell me not to let others touch me."

"My ice-type ability and invisibility ability are so powerful. They couldn't beat me. I beat them until they were screaming in pain, and they never appeared in front of me again."

When Leilos heard this, his heartache and self-blame did not lessen. He reached out and rubbed Bo Jichen's head, praising him, "Well done. Next time you encounter something like this, if you touch him with one hand, break both of his hands. If he talks to you, smash his mouth."

“If they are not satisfied, if they threaten you, or if they oppress you, just go to your brother. Your brother will stand up for you and will never let anyone bully you again.”

Bo Jichen nodded heavily, obedient and well-behaved: "Okay, brother, I've got it. Let's go to sleep now."

Seeing him still crying, laughing and crying yet so strong, it was heartbreaking. All I wanted to do was give him the best things, give him the best things, and give him the best things again.

He went to the bathroom again, wrung out a towel, and wiped his face. After wiping his face, he put the towel on the bedside table before turning off the light and getting into bed.

As soon as he lay down, Bo Jichen tightly embraced his arm.

Leilos didn't break free and even patted his hand indulgently.

Bo Jichen held his arm, his forehead resting on his shoulder. In the darkness, it curled its lips into a smile, and the scales on its neck darted outwards...

Leilos closed his eyes, but didn't really fall asleep. It wasn't until after midnight that he thought about how to make amends to Bo Jichen in every way, and then he slowly drifted off to sleep.

As soon as he fell asleep, Bo Jichen, that shameless dragon, opened his eyes. Relying on his night vision, he stared at Leilos, whose eyes were tightly closed and whose eyelashes were extremely long. His eyes gleamed with a sense of certainty. This person was his, and he had to be his.

Leilos woke up at 5:30 a.m. on the second day. Last night his arm was being held, but this morning someone was in his arms. He was stunned for a long time. He didn't think about how such a big person had squeezed into his arms. Instead, he reflexively thought about how insecure Xiaoguai was.

He stirred slightly, and Bo Jichen, the old dragon who had barely slept all night, groggily opened his eyes, his voice hoarse from just waking up, calling out, "Brother... good morning..."

Relos greeted him: "Good morning, time to get up."

Bo Jichen yawned, got up from Lei Luosi's arms, and said, "This is the best sleep I've had in years. Thank you, brother."

The old dragon made Leilos feel sorry and guilty early in the morning, so he promised it, "From now on, you will sleep well every day, just like today."

Bo Jichen's hazy, sleepy eyes suddenly brightened: "Mmm, I believe in you, brother. I'll sleep with you like I did today from now on."

Looking into his bright eyes, Leilos reminded him, "It's time to get up. Someone will be checking the dorms at 6:00, the robot will deliver the school uniforms at 6:15, and the opening ceremony is at 7:00."

Bo Jichen rolled over and got out of bed, stepping over Lei Luosi. His eyes were still a little red and swollen, probably because he had cried a lot yesterday. "Quickly, brother, get up, brush your teeth, wash your face, clean the house, and make the bed."

Leilos was taken aback by his enthusiasm, and got up to brush his teeth and wash his face. The bathroom was small, and it was a bit crowded with two people who were both over 1.8 meters tall standing by a sink.

Legs touching legs, arms touching arms, Leilos told Bo Jichen to brush and wash first, but it didn't want to, so it had to drag him along to brush and wash together, clinging to him like a rascal.

What else could Leilos do but assume he was insecure and indulge him?

After brushing their teeth and washing their faces, the two began to tidy up the bathroom, the countertop, the room, and the living room.

It was spotless, the bed was made without a single wrinkle, and the blankets were folded into perfect squares.

The people who came to check the dorms gave this room an excellent rating.

Bo Jichen tiptoed and glanced at the page on the computer. He saw that the reviews of other dorm rooms were mostly poor, messy, and dirty, with only a handful being rated as excellent.

At 6:15, the robot delivered the school uniforms: 8 sets of regular school uniforms, 2 sets of military formal uniforms, 2 sets of red camouflage uniforms, 2 sets of green camouflage uniforms, and 2 sets of short-sleeved light blue t-shirts and trousers.

Wearing red camouflage uniforms at the freshmen's opening ceremony symbolizes enthusiasm and passion, representing unwavering loyalty and fervor for the country and its people.

The red camouflage uniforms, black belts, and black combat boots made the 18-year-old boys stand tall and straight, their faces radiant with bright smiles.

They walked out of the dormitory in groups of two or three, three or five, or seven, with their backs straight. Even if they didn't know each other, they would greet each other in the crowd.

Even though Crown Prince Leilos was dressed exactly like them, he was still very conspicuous and easily recognized, prompting people to greet him warmly.

Bo Jichen walked alongside him; the two were about the same height, and he looked like a little follower, a mere accompaniment, watching the boy he hadn't seen for eight years greet everyone who came to greet him.

Its ears were perked up, listening intently to the ugly creatures around it, trying to steal him away. They chattered excitedly, exclaiming, "Wow, His Highness the Crown Prince is so handsome! He's not just handsome at first glance, he's handsome from the second glance. His features, his skull, are just like the skulls in my medical textbook—so round!"

“Look at his limbs, the proportions, the length of his arms and legs. He’s officially 1.86 meters tall, but now he looks like he’s over 1.96 meters tall.”

"And his aura, his presence, the noble, aloof, and elegant air he exudes, is so captivating, so alluring, that it makes you want to be a moth drawn to a flame, to pounce on him."

"But who is that person next to him? He has good proportions, but he's about the same height as him. His face is aggressive, androgynous, and can be either male or female."

"They were the second freshman, from the 9th Star System."

"So, someone from the 9th Star System is just a poor bastard?"

"To put it nicely, that's called being poor. They're far superior to you, the second-best freshman."

"Because I was the second freshman, I was assigned to the Crown Prince's dormitory. If I had known that the second freshman this year would be able to live with the Crown Prince, I would have worked my life away to get second place."

"If you can get second place even if you work yourself to the bone, then you're third among the freshmen now?"

"Oh, no, I'm a freshman from class 200, almost a billion."

Those discussing the topic suddenly realized, "A tiny bit off, actually a tiny bit off! You're got a tiny bit of thick skin, aren't you?"

"I'm shameless. If I could share a dormitory with the Crown Prince, I'd rather have skin as thick as the Great Wall of ancient China. Unfortunately, I'm just a tiny bit short of that."

"Stop talking. Many children of noble families can't live with the Crown Prince. You're just a commoner. Forget it. We're already at the peak of our lives just to see the Crown Prince here."

"Yes, yes, cherish the next four years, because in the next four years we can see the Crown Prince. After four years, we can only see the Crown Prince in the news."

"The Crown Prince is so cute, the Crown Prince is so capable, will the Crown Prince fall in love at the military academy? There are 2,000 freshmen, and 600 of them are girls."

"Will the Crown Princess be among these 600 girls? If so, do I have a chance?"

"You have a chance unless you are the daughter of a great nobleman, rich and powerful. If not, take my advice, go to sleep and stop dreaming about becoming the Crown Princess."

"Yes, yes, I've heard rumors that many daughters of noble families have gone to great lengths to catch up on their studies and improve their physical fitness in order to get into the First Military Academy, just because the Crown Prince is going to attend it."

"Your rumors are nonsense. The Crown Prince's marriage must have been arranged in advance. It was agreed that he must be a daughter of a high-ranking noble family and have a high fertility rate. Only if he doesn't meet both requirements will he be chosen from ordinary noble families."

"Who says my inside information is unfounded? What era are we living in? Parents' orders and matchmakers' words? The Crown Prince, the sole heir to the empire, can marry anyone except one with high fertility.

"You don't believe me? If you don't believe me, does any of you have a sister with a 100% fertility rate? Do you think the Crown Prince would want to marry your sister?"

Everyone: "..."

I was speechless.

Fertility value determines everything; a fertility value of 100% hasn't been seen for over 100 years.

If one were to emerge now, it would immediately cause a sensation throughout the entire galaxy, be treated as a rare treasure, undergo comprehensive testing and inspection, and would absolutely be a match for the Crown Prince.

Bo Jichen: "!!!!"

These people have incredibly wild imaginations.

It is a very large place, and people here are eyeing it and interfering in the marriages of those who live there.

The people it has its eye on, the people it wants, it will take to its den. What does that have to do with these little pieces of trash?

Bo Jichen swept his gaze across the room, memorizing the faces of all the scoundrels who had their eyes on him. He would then check which department they had chosen and deal with them one by one.

We must teach them a lesson so they know who's protecting them and who they're concerned about. If necessary, we'll gouge their eyes out.

As Leilos greeted and spoke to others, his eyes were also on Bo Jichen out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that Bo Jichen's expression was getting darker and darker, he slowed down his pace.

I started to reflect on whether I had talked too much to others and neglected him, which made him unhappy and insecure.

Leilos slowed his pace, glanced at Bo Jichen, and called out softly, "Chenchen..."

Bo Jichen's eyes lit up like light bulbs. He looked at Lei Luosi, his lips twitched, and he silently called out "Brother."

In front of so many people, he was still careful not to call him "brother" directly, otherwise people would definitely overthink it, and it wouldn't be good if it affected the boy he hadn't seen for eight years.

Leilos tilted his head and asked in a low voice, "Chenchen, are you unhappy?"

The voice was very indulgent, like spoiling a child.

Bo Jichen knew how to manipulate people, and he knew how to manipulate Lei Luosi. He lowered his eyes, his displeasure written all over his face, while saying, "I'm not unhappy..."

He was unhappy, otherwise his bright eyes wouldn't have drooped. Instead of rubbing his head, Leilos said softly, "Let's walk faster so we don't have to greet everyone."

Bo Jichen's attitude towards the suggestion changed faster than turning the pages of a book: "Okay, hurry up, hurry up and let's go."

It quickened its pace as it spoke, and Relos hurriedly followed.

Because of the speed, sure enough, many people greeted him. Leilos didn't even have time to greet them back, so he just waved or smiled at them.

Many freshmen walking towards the main sports field were surprised and puzzled to see them quicken their pace, and they wondered, "What's going on? What's going on? Why is the Crown Prince running?"

"Hurry up, hurry up! Not run, just walk quickly. We're running out of time, aren't we? Should we start running too and catch up?"

"No, the second-ranked freshman next to him looks like a seductive vixen. The Crown Prince seemed to have said a few words to him, and then he sped up."

"Hey, watch your mouth, you two. What do you mean by 'bewitching fox spirit'? If the beastmen fox clan hears this, they'll definitely sue you for defamation and damaging their image."

"Well, as everyone knows, 'vixen' is a euphemism. Praising them is not slander or damaging their image. There's no such thing."

"Stop nagging and hurry up and leave. It's already 6:40. The opening ceremony is at 7:00. It's such an important moment. If we're late, it will not only be a lifelong regret, but it will also disappoint the teachers, principals, and instructors."

"As soldiers, punctuality is of utmost importance. Let's go, let's go, let's go faster, let's go faster, let's run, let's run."

Bo Jichen: "..."

Are these people out of their minds?

They sped up; if they didn't want to pay attention to them, they would just run.

They're all over 1.8 meters tall, so long legs are impressive.

Believe it or not, he can transform into his true form and stretch for dozens of meters, scaring them to death.

Bo Jichen could only complain in his heart. He didn't dare to transform into his original form, so he followed Lei Luosi closely, appearing weak and pitiful, and needing Lei Luosi to take care of him in every way.

The First Military Academy, in addition to first-year students, also had second-, third-, and fourth-year students, as well as other active-duty military personnel who returned to the academy for further training, and instructors and tutors for each class. In total, there were more than 40,000 people.

The opening ceremony welcomed the new students. Students from the second, third, and fourth grades were all present, along with teachers, professors, and instructors from various subjects.

The 2000 freshmen stood in one place, while the other grades stood in another place, each one as upright as a poplar tree and as straight as bamboo.

The crowd stood tall and proud, radiating youthful exuberance, their eyes bright and piercing, like dazzling sunlight.

Students from four grades stood in four separate areas, distinguished by their different clothes. In addition, second-grade students were more mature than first-grade students, third-grade students were more mature than second-grade students, and fourth-grade students were more mature than third-grade students.

Each one of them exuded an imposing aura. Standing there, they were like a tree that would rather break than fall, like a soldier about to rush to the battlefield, like a general who would lead thousands of troops.

The new students were arranged in a standing order based on their arrival time. Bo Jichen and Lei Luosi arrived 10 minutes early, neither too late nor too early, and stood in the middle towards the back.

They were surrounded by people, all of whom were very lucky and secretly delighted to be standing so close to the Crown Prince.

Since the ceremony hadn't started yet, some people were already whispering excitedly. Bo Jichen originally wanted to say a few words in a tea-and-toast manner, but then he thought that there would be plenty of time in the future, and he could say it slowly later.

His posture and stance were perfect, as if he had been trained. In Leiluos's eyes, this image and posture showed that he had put in a lot of effort and energy to get into the First Military Academy, and even his posture had been practiced in advance.

Bo Jichen was unaware of the changes in his heart. If he had known, he would have let out a shriek like a groundhog and shouted, "Family, darlings, friends, who understands? I just took a little bit of my heart seriously, and my brother fell for me. He thinks I'm the best person in the world!"

Crown Prince Leilos stopped muttering, and the whispering around him gradually faded away, with everyone standing as solemn as he was, like pine trees.

Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye. At 7 o'clock sharp, the principal of the First Military Academy appeared on the platform. Dressed in a military uniform, even though he was older, his dignity, his aura, and his posture were just as people said: a military uniform is a man's best appearance.

Any man who puts on a military uniform seems to be filled with a sense of righteousness. He can engage in diplomacy and debate with nations, and he can also bring peace to the country and guard the star system.

The words of the principal on the stage were powerful and resounding, converging into the ears from the stage and from all directions, making people's blood boil and their bodies restless, as if they could run to the Zerg and wipe out hundreds of billions of Zerg.

After the principal of the First Military Academy finished speaking, enthusiastic applause rang out. Then, he invited the freshmen to give a speech, and in previous years, the freshmen were always the first to give a speech.

This year's freshman address was temporarily changed to the first and second freshmen giving their speeches one after the other. Don't ask why, the second freshman is a typical example of someone who bravely rose from a poor planet in the 9th star system.

In addition, the first newborn this year is the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince appears in the news every year. He has been in charge of government affairs since he was 10 years old, and he has always done a perfect job in his government affairs.

A born prodigy, a dragon among men, and a prodigy who has strived for success, a dragon among men—the clash and collision of the two is what inspires people and lets them know that as long as you have ideals and dreams, as long as you rush towards your ideals and dreams, you can reach the destination you want to reach and the other shore you want to reach.

When Lei Luo heard about this last-minute decision, he frowned slightly. He noticed that the First Military Academy Principal's expression had changed slightly. This kind of last-minute notice was either meant to embarrass him or to make things difficult for Bo Jichen.

Bo Jichen hadn't received any notification that it was supposed to give a speech. When the principal of the First Military Academy called out Lei Luosi's name and then its own, it was stunned for a moment.

It didn't want to be in the limelight, but when the limelight came, it didn't mind. Taking advantage of the limelight, it acted weak and pitiful, pretending to be nervous, and asked Leilos, "Brother, I'm nervous, I'm scared. I've never spoken in front of so many people before. I don't know what to say."

Relos reached into his spatial storage, took out a prepared speech, and handed it to the device: "This is my speech. Just read it concisely from the notes."

"Don't be nervous, don't be afraid. I'll talk to you first, and I'll be on stage, waiting for you to finish speaking, and I'll stay with you until the end!"

No matter what kind of speech it is, they will notify you in advance. Obviously, they did not notify Bo Jichen in advance and let him go up at the last minute. Maybe they wanted to test his ability to handle unexpected situations, but this should not have happened at the opening ceremony.

Bo Jichen unfolded the note and read: "Brother gave it to me, what will you use it for?"

Leilos said, "Brother, you're improvising!"

Bo Jichen crumpled the note and stuffed it into his pocket: "I'll improvise too, brother, let's go."

Leilos was momentarily stunned when he saw that what was once a weak and pitiful little white mouse had now transformed into a proud and confident eagle.

But after the initial shock, I was happy. This little cutie is so beautiful, so radiant, so wonderful.

The two stepped out of the line at the same time, one to the left and the other to the right, and went up on stage together. The 1.86-meter-tall boy stood straight with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His red camouflage uniforms accentuated his cold and imposing appearance.

The two met in the middle of the stage, stepped onto the platform together, and went up to the stage.

The applause rang out again, and the principal of the First Military Academy gave up his seat.

Relos glanced at him coldly, stood in his position, looked at the crowd below, and said in a clear and gentle voice that was impossible to ignore: "Hello everyone, fellow students and teachers. My name is Relos, and I come from the capital planet. I am very happy to be standing here and to meet you all."

"In the days to come, I hope you will give me your guidance. I hope you will not forget your original aspirations and strive for glory for the empire, for the people, for your families, to protect the country and its people."

"I also hope that I, like all of you, will be steadfast and stand tall, striving for glory for my dreams, for my country, for my nation, and for my family. Thank you all!"

A thunderous applause erupted again, deafeningly loud.

The principal thought the Crown Prince would say more, but to his surprise, he only said three long sentences and finished his speech in less than a minute.

After his speech, Bo Jichen stood in front of the podium. The applause stopped, and he stood upright and composed like an old peacock spreading its tail feathers. His eyes swept over the audience, the teachers of various subjects sitting in their chairs, and the principal standing to the side.

The gaze of a powerful figure, sharp and cold, sent a shiver down the spine of the principal of the First Military Academy, while the teachers of the other departments couldn't help but feel excited.

The teachers, especially those in the combat, mecha, command, and strategy departments, were excitedly rubbing their hands together. This student, who came from the 9th star system and ranked second in his grade, possessed top-notch mental qualities, physical abilities, special powers, and mental strength.

It is said that a soldier who does not aspire to be a marshal is not a good soldier, and a teacher who does not aspire to train a marshal is not a good teacher.

Tell me, which teacher doesn't want to mentor a marshal? Which teacher doesn't want their student to become a marshal in the future? They think about it day and night, all the time, okay?

Bo Jichen stood at the front of the stage, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at Lei Luosi. He spoke frankly and openly, his words concise yet profound, simple and clear, and resounding.

"Dear classmates and teachers, my name is Bo Jichen. It is a pleasure to meet you all. I am a person without great ambitions. I study hard and stand here with all my might, not for the country, but to follow Crown Prince Leilos!"

“From now on, he will be on the left, and I will be on the right. He will be the scabbard, and I will be the sword. Wherever he points, I will strike. If he inherits the Troia Empire and becomes its monarch, I will become his marshal!”

"Everyone here today is my mentor and my witness. I hope to get along well with you all in the days to come. Thank you!"

After he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence. Relos, who had known all along that he had come for him, was once again deeply shocked and was the first to clap his hands.

Immediately following, the teachers from the combat department, command department, and mecha department clapped, and as their clapping resounded, the freshmen and seniors below erupted in enthusiastic applause, cheers, and shouts.

"For the Crown Prince, for the Empire, for the people, we are all followers of the Crown Prince, and we are all destined to become marshals."

"A soldier who doesn't want to be a marshal is no good soldier. Our goal is to become a marshal, protect our country, support His Majesty, and support the Crown Prince."

"To become the Crown Prince's right-hand man, to become the Crown Prince's blade, to protect our country, to make the country prosperous and strong, and to make the people live in peace and happiness, is the lifelong wish of us military academy students."

Bo Jichen: "..."

He just took the opportunity to express his feelings, why the hell are these people getting involved?

Still so passionate.

What does this mean?

It is said that there is a circle of people who are thinking about it, so it must be careful and cautious, and it must keep its people in sight at all times.

The students below shouted incessantly, supporting the Crown Prince, saying that fighting for the Crown Prince was fighting for the country, fighting for their beliefs, and fighting for the nation.

Besides the teachers from the Combat, Mecha, Command, and Strategy departments, even the teachers from the Intelligence, Espionage, Disguise, and Political departments changed their attitude towards Bo Jichen.

If the Crown Prince is a chosen one, born with 15 star systems and a natural-born king, then this young man is a born leader.

Especially the teachers of military thought in the political science department, they looked at him as if he were a hot commodity.

What is needed to develop political and military thought?

It requires the ability to control the situation, to be passionate and energetic, and to speak words like sharp blades to military academy students and soldiers on the battlefield, to sacrifice lives and shed blood for the country and the people.

Bo Jichen is exceptionally handsome. He is not intimidated by the more than 30,000 people present. He can control the situation and manage the emotions of those around him. He is simply a good candidate to be a political commissar!

An hour later, the exciting opening ceremony came to a perfect end. Students from each department went to hand in their personal space buttons and collect their personal computer tablets and books from their respective departments.

Leilos applied to study three majors simultaneously: Command, Starfield Strategy, and Mecha.

Bo Jichen reported on the combat system, command system, mecha system, and logistics management system.

Bo Jichen and Reynolds handed over the space button, had the quantum computer checked by professionals, and told them that he was a military academy student, and that his every word and action represented the country and the people. He also told them to keep everything he saw, learned, and experienced at the military academy a secret.

Spies and bad guys are everywhere, so you must be careful. If you are on vacation and encounter suspicious people, you should notify the police station in time and report them for investigation.

The two made a note, signed a confidentiality agreement, received their own computer tablets, and went to the Command Department and Mecha Department to collect their books.

For everyone without a space button, the school not only provided backpacks but also handbags. Since the backpacks couldn't hold everything, they carried the handbags. Suddenly, all the new students were carrying backpacks and handbags, creating a very retro look.

Bo Jichen and Lei Luos studied seven departments, with the overlapping departments of Command and Mecha, while the other departments did not overlap. All their books, scratch paper, pens, and other supplies were provided by the school.

While others might carry either a backpack or a handbag, these two needed two backpacks and four handbags to fit everything in.

The two of them, carrying bags and handbags, walked towards the dormitory. Before they could even unpack their books or check their schedules, Bo Jichen was called out.

Leilos was worried, so he went out with him. The two arrived at the location where they had been summoned and saw the principal of the First Military Academy.

The principal of the First Military Academy, not expecting the Crown Prince to come, stood up to greet him politely: "Your Highness the Crown Prince..."

Lei Luo interrupted him in a deep voice: "Principal Li, there is no Crown Prince at the First Military Academy. You can call me Lei or Lei Luo."

Principal Li Dong, who was over 70 years old, looked like he was in his 50s. He replied, "Okay, Lei, what brings you here?"

Leilos pointed at Bo Jichen: "Someone invited him here. He came from the 9th Star System. There are too many things he doesn't understand, just like not knowing how to give a speech at the opening ceremony. You need to be reminded at least 1-2 days in advance to prepare a speech."

Upon hearing this, Li Dong decided that the second freshman to speak on stage was a last-minute decision, without notifying Bo. To put it nicely, it was to see his ability to improvise; to put it bluntly, someone from a poor star system had suppressed some of the children of nobles, aristocrats, and council members.

These nobles and council members were unhappy, feeling that their children, who were capable of great things, were being overshadowed by someone from some obscure background, and they were resentful.

Thinking that since he was an orphan anyway, no one would care about him or stand up for him, if he had a strong ability to react on the spot, it would mean he was really capable. If he didn't, people would laugh at him, and he wouldn't be able to handle it. His self-esteem would suffer, and he would drop out of school on his own, so as not to overshadow their children.

However... things didn't go as planned. The other party's ability to react on the spot was not only superb, but also calm and collected. He was able to ignite the passion of the entire audience, attract the attention of teachers from all sides, and even get His Highness the Crown Prince, whom he had only stayed one night with and had just met, to stand up for him.

It seems he needs to carefully assess Bo Jichen's value; if necessary, he cannot afford to fall out with the Crown Prince because of this person.

Of course, he still needs to think about how to balance the relationship between the high-ranking nobles and the members of the assembly.

Li Dong smiled warmly: "What Lei said is true. It was our mistake. We forgot to inform him. We will notify him in advance if anything happens."

"As for calling him over today, it wasn't me who called him over. It was the teachers from other departments who invited him over so they could have a chat with him."

Leilos frowned slightly. He had already applied to the Combat Department, Mecha Department, Logistics Management Department, and Command Department. Now so many other departments were coming to him. What did they want?

Bo Jichen stood beside Lei Luosi and subtly hooked his finger with his little finger.

Leilos was startled and glanced at him sideways.

Bo Jichen acted as if nothing had happened and immediately asked Li Dong, "Principal, are the teachers waiting for me in their rooms?"

Li Dong replied in a serious voice, "Yes, there are five teachers waiting for you in the five rooms ahead. You can go in one by one."

Bo Jichen smiled at him: "Okay, Principal, thank you Principal. Lei, I'll go now. If you need anything, please call my personal terminal and I'll come out."

Relos nodded: "Go."

Bo Jichen was relaxed yet composed, neither humble nor arrogant, and entered the first room before closing the door.

The moment the door closed, Leilos said in a calm voice, "Lieutenant General Li, the First Military Academy is the premier military academy of the Troya Empire. It is a place that trains officers, generals, and marshals. Please be fair and impartial in the future, and do not let anything influence your judgment."

"I hope that some decisions will be made on the fly, and I especially don't want to hear any comments that people from garbage planets are inferior."

"In the interstellar age, the strong are respected. Although my Troia Empire is not as powerful as the Fourth Civilization Federation, the people of my Troia Empire are people with backbone and integrity."

"I don't want to be in the place I'm in, the place I govern, shouting about equality for all, but secretly dividing people into different classes, with the nobles being human and the commoners not being human."

The 18-year-old boy had been leading and handling government affairs since he was 10. Although he was not as cunning and shrewd as the 60- or 70-year-old lieutenant general, he was no less imposing and composed.

Blessed by being the sole heir to the empire, he was born with 15 star systems. From a young age, he was instilled with the ideas of governing the country, protecting his people, protecting the star field, and equality for all. This made Relos upright and composed, understanding the hardships of governing the country and the people, and more empathetic. He hoped for the prosperity of the country more than anyone else, placing it among the top empires.

Li Dong looked at him, his heart skipped a beat, and he raised his hand in a military salute: "Yes, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Relos gave him a deep look, said nothing, and stepped back outside to wait calmly and quietly.

About an hour later, Bo Jichen came out. Lei Luos did not immediately ask why the other teachers had come to see him. Back in the dormitory, before he could even ask, Bo Jichen exclaimed, "Brother, I might have to study a few more departments."

Upon hearing this, Relos asked, "What do you mean?"

Bo Jichen feigned cuteness, stretched out his hand, and counted on his fingers, saying, "The teachers in the spy department, disguise drama, intelligence department, strategy department, and political department all like me quite a bit."

"They felt it was a waste for me to choose the logistics department, given my appearance, height, and abilities. They hoped I would study more departments, switch majors, and become an all-around military talent!"