"Same, exactly the same, that's quite interesting."
Jiang Cheng sat upright in his chair and said these words, which made Gu Qingwan look up.
Because of the established mental link, he was fully aware of the results of the federal test, and the number of successful candidates he had expected was not much different from his guess.
The fact that Zhao Xuerou has survived this long is beyond his comprehension. Although she fell short in the final hurdle, it is enough to make Jiang Cheng look at her with new respect.
However, one person failed the test, and her score was even more bizarre, leaving Jiang Cheng quite bewildered.
That's why I made such an interesting comment.
This person's name is Ke Bing, an old friend of Jiang Cheng. She was just a little bit away from establishing a mental link with Number Four. If she had been given more time, the progress bar might have reached 100%.
Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs" in reality.
No one can change the outcome of a failed assessment.
On the battlefield, even a one-second delay or a tiny fluctuation in the connection can be fatal to the Federation's entire anti-invasion plan.
There's a cliché story that's been passed down by word of mouth, and I believe most people have heard it.
A blacksmith who was nailing hooves to horses neglected to use a nail. As a result, on the battlefield, the horse's hoof came loose while running, causing it to fall and tumble badly! The meticulously planned defensive line was breached by the enemy because a soldier had fallen from his horse, resulting in the death of an entire charging corps. Because of the fallen charging corps, the enemy forces advanced unopposed and won the entire war.
The meticulousness of modern warfare is even more extreme, allowing no room for the slightest negligence, and such a chain reaction would make it impossible for it to become a reality.
However, the connection progress of Ke Bing and Zhao Xuerou was surprisingly similar. The brain-like system made the same judgments about the two, such as the fluctuation of the lines and the reaction speed of the neurons. If you don't look closely, you might mistake them for the same person.
Jiangcheng had never seen such a sight before.
Thousands of miles away in the Federation, Ke Bing returned to the surface. She was in a much better mood than the other losers. She even took the assessment in order of ranking, and only stepped up when there was no one else left.
This is related to her personality.
When Zhao Xuerou learned that she hadn't passed the test, she planned to come and comfort her, but Ke Bing waved her hand and refused, saying, "It's okay, it's not a big deal. I was mentally prepared. We've come this far, you're not bad, and neither am I. You said you'd let me carry your share with me, but it seems that's not possible now. Let Xiao Li take it with her."
As they spoke, their eyes both turned to look at Luo Xiaoli.
Ke Bing has always had a Zen-like attitude towards handling things.
If you have the opportunity, seize it; if you don't, then let nature take its course.
She came to the Federation because she passed the test, so she decided to take a trip to relax and unwind. Since she had been staying in Lanjing all along, it was certainly a good thing to have time to see the vast world outside.
The result is important, yet it seems unimportant.
Just like every journey in life, reaching the end is certainly a good thing, but if you don't make it, then enjoy the scenery along the way.
The goal is to reach the other side.
A goal can also be something you experience and feel in the world.
Admiring flowers doesn't necessarily mean picking them.
This isn't a mandatory question; whichever way you go, that's the path.
When Ke Bing's test ended, the Federation's hasty final assessment was actually nearing its end.
There were thirteen people, and two more were waiting to climb the ladder and enter the cockpit.
So what were the results?
Excluding the three who had already passed, the trainees were completely eliminated. Only one quiet girl with glasses, bangs, and an unremarkable appearance, who always hid in a corner, became the fourth.
Apart from that, no one else has emerged who could make researchers take notice and look at them frequently.
Everything was reasonable; no miracle occurred.
This proves that the federal performance evaluation system is very scientific and effective.
Those with excellent performance were assessed, while those with less outstanding performance were assigned to other departments to leverage their strengths and become frontline research assistants.
By the way, because that quiet girl was so inconspicuous, even Zhu Yibai, who trained with her, often mistook her name.
Wang Jingyu and her personality are a perfect match.
It reminds me of a painting: a fish quietly blowing bubbles under a lotus leaf in April.
The last two went up, and the last two lost.
Final assessment results!
Four people passed, and the rest all failed!
The data Wan Xingyan held was provided by the brain-like system, and apart from Jiang Cheng, only he, as the instructor, knew the data on everyone's assessment.
Surprisingly, among the losers, Zhao Xuerou and Ke Bing tied for first place, both falling just short. Time constraints and a poor mindset caused them to miss out on their driving licenses.
This made him realize that the students from Lanjing were much more hardworking than others.
He had witnessed it all over the past few months.
Unconsciously, Lanjing has become a synonym for Jiangcheng. It is Jiangcheng's hometown, and the students who come from here also share Jiangcheng's reputation. They never want to be lazy and slack off, lest they become a laughing stock.
With the driving qualification finalized, the assessment process is now complete.
Wan Xingyan and a group of researchers eagerly awaited Jiang Cheng's arrival; only with his arrival could the mecha project officially conclude.
Only after the order to transport Yuki-onna and Hō-yū to the Arctic to accompany the troops could it be issued.
The two mechs form the most important line of defense in the Federation's deployment plan.
For every winner, there is a loser.
The victor is king, the loser is villain; there's nothing more to say.
There is never true empathy in the world. Even if someone as kind-hearted as Zhu Yibai runs around comforting one student after another, what's the use?
It cannot offer even the slightest psychological comfort to those who are disheartened.
They need to swallow this bitter pill and digest it themselves before it can become one of the most valuable experiences in their lives.
This experience is called: Accepting failure.
Or, it could be called accepting ordinariness.
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