After leaving school, Yan Hao went straight back to the hotel.

In order to take the professional assessment, Yan Hao, like other students who wanted to be admitted to these three majors, rushed to the Federal University three days in advance. Three days later, the results of the professional assessment will be announced, and the school will arrange dormitories for the admitted students. Before that, they can only live in a hotel.

It had been so long that Yan Hao could remember which hotel he was staying in, but he couldn't remember which room he was in. Fortunately, he found a chip card in his pocket with the hotel room number on it, and he was able to find his room.

Yan Hao had just found his room and was about to open the door to go in when Yan Fei came out from the next room.

"Brother." When Yan Fei saw Yan Hao, he subconsciously lowered his head and took a step back.

Yan Hao felt very complicated when he suddenly saw Yan Fei. It was like a fish bone stuck in his throat, he couldn't spit it out, but it was very uncomfortable.

"Yan Hao, you want to provoke Xiao Fei again, right?" A young man with dyed blond hair flashed out from behind Yan Fei and shouted at Yan Hao aggressively, "Why are you so annoying? You have to show off in front of others just because you have good grades? Do you know that you are disgusting like this?"

Yan Hao's pupils shrank. Was he annoying? Why was he annoying just because he did well in the exam? Even after being reborn, Yan Hao couldn't understand why he was annoying just because he did better than Yan Fei.

No, Yan Hao covered his eyes fiercely to prevent himself from looking at the disgusted look of the blond boy.

He had agreed not to argue. In the book with Yan Fei as the protagonist, he was destined to be a cannon fodder, so he couldn't get involved anymore. He wanted to leave these plots...

"Wu Mingchuan, stop talking. My brother didn't provoke me." After explaining to Wu Mingchuan, Yan Fei went to explain to Yan Hao, "Brother, don't be angry. I didn't do well in the professional assessment, so Wu Mingchuan misunderstood..."

Yan Hao didn't continue listening, nor did he refute. He used the room card to open the door and pushed it open and went in.

"What kind of attitude is that? It's just that your grades are good. It's useless to have good grades if your personality is so annoying." Wu Mingchuan spat.

"Wu Mingchuan, don't be like this, my brother didn't say anything just now..."

"He didn't have time to say it. Whenever he got a higher score than you in the past, he would always come to you to show off." Wu Mingchuan said angrily, "You like pharmacy so much. If you fail this exam, I don't know how he would gloat over it."

When Yan Fei thought about his exam in the daytime, he couldn't help but look worried.

"Oh, bah, bah, I was just talking nonsense. The results haven't come out yet, it doesn't mean you won't be admitted. Didn't you say you improved the pharmacy? Maybe after seeing your improvement, the professors will appreciate your talent more. Come on, don't think about it, let's go eat first."

The two of them were talking right at the door of their room, and Yan Hao had no choice but to listen.

Wu Mingchuan's guess was correct. Yan Fei made a mistake in the exam because he wanted to improve the formula of the third-level soothing potion, and the efficacy of the third-level soothing potion was not brought into play. According to the assessment standards of the pharmacy major, he should not be admitted, but his idea of ​​improving the potion was very unique, and he was finally admitted to the pharmacy major as an exception, and finally even became the entry-level disciple of the pharmacy master An Zheng.

From then on, no matter how hard he studied in pharmacy and always ranked first in his major, Yan Fei was always superior to him as Master An Zheng's disciple. Moreover, compared to himself, Yan Fei really liked pharmacy. His learning ability in pharmacy might not be as good as his, but his innovation ability was indeed better than his.

In his previous life, although Yan Hao wanted to completely avoid Yan Fei, Yan Fei was still his younger brother, and it seemed unrealistic to completely avoid him. Moreover, his feelings towards Yan Fei had also changed greatly.

After his death, his spirit stayed in the world of the book for a while and read the contents of the novel. As a kind-hearted and talented protagonist, Yan Fei naturally could not do anything bad, so the book also took the approach of automatically withdrawing him, a cannon fodder who always opposed the protagonist. It was he who took the initiative to apply to the military sanatorium to relieve the mental power of those soldiers who were mentally violent in order to improve the military's favorability. So he died in a mental riot later. The evaluation of him in the book is: he is eager for quick success and instant benefits, and he deserves the blame.

Isn't it his own fault? Although Yan Fei finally made a potion that could greatly relieve the mental turmoil based on his research, as a cannon fodder, he could only be a stepping stone for the protagonist.

With a self-deprecating smile, Yan Hao took off his coat, jumped onto the bed, and fell into a deep sleep wrapped in the quilt.

He experienced a lot and thought a lot that day, but as for Yan Fei, he still couldn't like him.

Yes, no matter whether he had brought it upon himself in his previous life, no matter how kind and great Yan Fei in the book was, as a cannon fodder serving as a stepping stone for others, he could not compete with the protagonist, nor would he harm the protagonist, but it was okay not to like him.

In the Federal University's Mecha Manufacturing Department, teachers are grading the mechas assembled by students.

"Hahaha, I want this student." A burly man with a full beard announced loudly while holding a mecha model.

"What do you want? Have we been divided into classes?" Another handsome young man walked over, snatched the mecha model from the big man, and disassembled it skillfully. "Hey, it's not bad."

"How can my students be bad?" the big man said.

"Go away, how come he is your student?" The young man had already dismantled most of the mecha model in his hand. "The energy tank, the cockpit, he even considered the protection function when assembling it. And the weapons on the arms and legs, look here, he even connected the wires."

The assembly of the mecha model usually tests students' proficiency in the mecha parts, but the internal circuit connection is not within the scope of the assessment. However, the mecha model in their hands is fully connected to the entire mecha.

"Not only that, I just checked it carefully, and there is not a single mistake in the wiring." The big man said proudly, "I bet that if this is a real mecha, with this level of assembly, it can be used directly in battle."

"What's this student's name? Yan Hao?" The young man was stunned. "Why don't I have any impression of him?"

In fact, every year after the college entrance examination, they have a number of people who are willing to apply for the mecha manufacturing department, and they will pay attention to some of the more outstanding seedlings in advance. So when the young man found that the mecha model assembled by Yan Hao was very good, he was surprised.

"There are so many students applying for our major every year. You're still able to remember each one of them. That's good as long as you're a good candidate," said the big man.

"That's right." The young man smiled and didn't hesitate any more.

After a long and quiet sleep, Yan Hao came to the shopping street outside the school carrying a box of medicine he made himself.

These potions were all three-level potions that he had made himself in order to participate in the professional assessment. Some of them could soothe the mental power, some could enhance the mental power, and some could increase the mental power control. Because he didn't know what kind of potion the school would ask them to make during the professional assessment, he practiced every one of them.

Now that he had given up on pharmacy and was focusing on mecha manufacturing, these things were useless. He might as well sell them for money and use it to buy some spare parts. The mecha manufacturing department cost much more than pharmacy tuition.

The Yan family was fairly wealthy, but Yan Hao had no confidence that he could be like Yan Fei, who could get money from his parents just by asking for it without any reason. So before he was forced to do so, he planned to try to be self-sufficient.

Yan Hao walked to a pharmacy and went in to ask, "Excuse me, do you sell level 3 potions here?"

"You are a student of the Federal University, right?" The clerk greeted Yan Hao with a smile as soon as he saw him. This place is close to the Federal University, so there are usually many students who come here to sell their homemade potions. The clerk receives so many of them that he doesn't feel it's a surprise. "Yes, but the price of a level three potion is not high."

"It's okay, just give it to me as you see fit." Yan Hao put the medicine in his hand on the counter without caring.

Level 3 potions themselves are not expensive. For Yan Hao, who can make level 8 potions in the future, selling these level 3 potions is just a way to recycle waste.

"Okay, I'll go test it first." The clerk took the potion to the back for testing and came back after a while. "Student, the quality of your potion is very good. It is one of the best among the third-level potions I have collected in recent years. I'll give you 300 star coins per bottle. There are 30 bottles here in total, which is 9,000 star coins."

"Thank you." Yan Hao entered the payment code on the terminal and accepted the transfer.

"You are a freshman, right? When you learn better potions, remember to bring them to me and sell them. I will give you a high price." said the clerk.

Yan Hao smiled but didn't agree. He wanted to concentrate on making mechas in the future, so he probably wouldn't have the chance to touch potions again.

After leaving the pharmacy and walking less than a hundred meters, Yan Hao saw a shop selling mecha parts. He walked in curiously and lingered among the various parts in the window, wishing he could buy every part and take them apart to study them.

"Student, what type of parts do you want?" A beautiful young saleswoman came up to me enthusiastically.

Yan Hao pointed to the axle of the left arm of a mecha displayed in the window.

"This is the latest model of mecha axle. After replacing it, the flexibility of the mecha can be increased by one percentage point. This is the only one left in our store, and it costs a total of 30,000 star coins." The higher the flexibility of the mecha, the faster the reaction speed, and the more comfortable it will be for the mecha pilot to operate it.

"Thirty thousand?!" Yan Hao was stunned.

He knew that mecha parts were expensive, but he didn't expect that one axle would cost 30,000 star coins. He had worked hard to refine the potion for an entire summer, and just sold it for only 9,000 star coins.

"This is the latest part from ZW Company."

"Forget it, I won't buy it." New parts are most expensive when they are on the market, so I'd better buy them after some time.

"I bought it." At this time, a clear young voice sounded in Yan Hao's ears, making him subconsciously turn his head to look over.

"Junior, nice to see you again." The boy smiled gently, "Did you catch up with the mecha manufacturing department's exam?"

Yan Hao was startled, then his eyes widened and he remembered: "It was you. Thank you for showing me the way that day, otherwise I would have almost missed the exam."

Generally, candidates will not be allowed to enter the examination room if the examination lasts more than half an hour. I was able to arrive on time that day, thanks to the person who showed me the way.

Sheng Heng smiled and said, "Then I have helped you a lot, right? Shouldn't you do something to thank me?"

Huh? Yan Hao froze.

"Don't be nervous, it's not a big deal." Sheng Heng pointed at the axle in the window and said, "Aren't you from the mecha manufacturing department? Then you must be good at assembling mechas. I'll buy this axle, how about you replace it for me?"

Yan Hao's eyes lit up. Could he study the axle now?

Sheng Heng looked at the boy's surprised expression, as if the other party had taken advantage of him, and couldn't help but laugh.