There were four trainees from Training Camp A walking towards us. In front of them was a tall male trainee and a slender female trainee, and behind them were two assistants, all of whom were third-year students.

Judging from their appearance, these people were clearly from aristocratic families. Although they were all wearing the same student uniforms, their meticulously styled hair with hair gel, their annoyingly arrogant eyes, and even the light makeup on the male students' faces—which seemed to be covered with a layer of white powder—were things that the commoner students of the F Training Camp could not imitate.

No wonder Hua Hua secretly calls them "white-skinned pigs".

"Ignore them!" Hua Hua grabbed Zhang Fan's hand and tried to walk around the crowd.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be so cold, Class Monitor Mu." The two students following behind blocked their way.

"Good dogs don't block the way, get out of the way!" Hua Hua glared angrily at the two of them.

Training Camp A is not only for aristocratic children who come to "gild their resumes." Some commoners with outstanding talents also have the opportunity to enter Training Camp A through the entrance examination.

For example, these two followers in front of me were classmates with Hua Hua at the same school before they entered the Royal Military Command Academy of the Duchy of Ryan.

However, commoners who enter Training Camp A often quickly become the subordinates and followers of nobles. Hua Hua doesn't know why this happens, nor does she want to know.

In war, it is often the civilians who are most cruelly oppressed. This is because they need to demonstrate their loyalty to their new masters and show that they have broken away from their former masters by humiliating their fellow citizens.

This also applies within the academy; Hua Hua looks down on them.

"Don't be so heartless when old classmates meet, Hua Hua." The two tried to put their arms around each other, but Hua Hua avoided them.

"Don't call me that, it disgusts me!" Hua Hua looked at the two of them with disgust.

"you!"

"Don't refuse a polite toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"

The two were about to fight when the taller student waved them off. He walked up to Zhang Fan and asked, "Are you a transfer student from Camp F?"

"Who are you?" Zhang Fan was puzzled. Why was the identity of a transfer student so eye-catching?

“I come from Gary, a planet in the Asiatic Nebula. My father is Baron Buck, and my name is Buckley,” Buckley introduced himself. “May I ask which family you belong to?”

"What business is it of yours where I come from?" Zhang Fan was a little impatient. Did everyone at school really like to pry into other people's fathers?

"I just wanted to remind you that I think you might be mistaken. Transfer students should come to our Camp A or Camp B."

"Does the school have a rule that transfer students must attend a certain training camp?"

“No,” Barkley replied.

However, the transfer students at the academy are either descendants of nobles or wealthy people, so they naturally arrange for their children to attend training camps with better conditions, and F Training Camp is undoubtedly the worst in every way.

"That settles it then. I can tell you clearly that I'm neither an aristocrat nor a rich person; I'm just an ordinary transfer student." Zhang Fan didn't want to waste time arguing with these people. He still wanted to pilot a "Gundam." "I don't have time to compete with you based on your parents' connections."

Zhang Fan, along with Hua Hua, also wanted to leave.

"Stop right there!" Barkley roared. "I'm speaking to you politely, don't be so ungrateful!"

The two henchmen blocked their way again, one on each side.

Zhang Fan was speechless. What kind of thought process did these people have? They inexplicably blocked his way and then accused him of being ungrateful?

After learning that Zhang Fan was not a nobleman, Barkley's attitude changed drastically. Moreover, with a female companion by his side, he definitely wanted to appear assertive.

"Commoners shouldn't try to be transfer students." The female student next to Barkley looked at Zhang Fan arrogantly. "You think you're worthy? You'll only tarnish the reputation of us 'transfer students'!"

Does even a transfer student need to have noble blood? Does it matter if they're worthy or not? Zhang Fan was truly enraged by the woman's words.

"Did I transfer to another class or what did I transfer to? Why are you here acting like a nagging woman?" Zhang Fan looked coldly at the female student. He was becoming increasingly disgusted with women who thought they were superior just because they were pretty.

"You!" The female student was so angry that her face turned red and she couldn't speak.

"Hmph, are all the boys in Camp F good at bullying women?" Barkley sneered, his face grim. "As expected, everyone who enters Camp F is a piece of trash with no manners!"

"What business is it of yours if I bully her? Is she your mother?"

Trying to sound profound!

Zhang Fan was so angry he laughed. He came looking for a fight and then accused Zhang Fan of bullying him? Not only did he argue with only Zhang Fan, but he also dragged the entire F training camp into the discussion. Who was the one lacking manners here?

"You!" Barkley was also furious, his face turning red and the veins on his hands bulging.

"Barkley, I'm warning you! You should think about the consequences of fighting in school!" Hua Hua, who had been holding back her laughter, immediately stepped in front of Zhang Fan to stop him when she saw that he was about to make a move.

Ryan Military Academy has a rule that anyone who fights on campus due to personal grudges will be expelled. Even if nobles have the privilege of mitigating the punishment, they will definitely receive a major demerit, which will be recorded in their student file for life, leaving a stain on their "gilded" journey.

"Apologize to Annie, and we'll let you go!" Barkley said through gritted teeth.

"You've got a hard time with your mother!" Zhang Fan glanced at the female student named Annie. "Huahua, let's go!"

"Who are you cursing?" The female cadet named Annie's face turned red and white. With her good looks and figure, she was usually flattered by male cadets in a military academy where there were more men than women, and she had never been treated like this before.

"Whoever agrees, I'll curse them!" Zhang Fan ignored them and said without turning his head, "Bitch!"

"Who are you calling a bitch?!" The female student stomped her feet in anger.

"I didn't say anything about you. You came here looking for trouble. Aren't you just being a jerk?" Zhang Fan gave the other person a disdainful look, then turned back and cursed, "You jerk!"

In China's 5,000-year-old culture, you're still too green to say that you can insult someone without using any swear words or repeating yourself!

"Barkley!" The female student was furious. "If you don't teach him a lesson today, don't ever come looking for me again!"

"Hey kid, you heard that too," Barkley's voice came from behind. "You're not leaving today!"

Zhang Fan ignored them and walked straight ahead. "So what if I leave? Want to fight?"

“If you leave today, the students of Class 1, Grade 3, F Battalion will never have a good time at school.”

Thump!

Zhang Fan abruptly stopped and turned around to look at him coldly.

For nobles, there are many ways to oppress commoner students. For example, forcing commoner students to "voluntarily withdraw from school" is a common method they use.

"What do you want?" Zhang Fan looked at the noblemen from afar, his gaze calm.

“Go to the arena. Win or lose, I will let you go.” Barkley raised his chin, looking at Zhang Fan with a condescending air.

"good."