Chapter 156: Fatewine Finals (Part 2)
No. 12 and No. 60 grabbed the scroll, and the pure music surrounding the stadium fell silent! At the same moment! The stadium equipment turned on the regional mute, and all the special effects screens disappeared, including the 3D Fate projection directly above the stage.
The murmurs and gasps of the 300,000 spectators were blocked out, and the stage was silent and dark.
Suddenly, two beams of light shone down, revealing two contestants holding scrolls.
The expressions of contestants No. 12 and No. 60 were surprised. The live broadcast and the on-site display showed close-ups of the two contestants’ expressions. The other audience members immediately understood: No. 12 and No. 60 were also unaware of the on-site arrangements!
Suddenly, a series of ethereal piano notes rang out in the darkness: "Ding, ding, ding." The rhythm of the piano notes matched time and heartbeat. The piano sounds like pearls falling on a jade plate, lightly and ethereally surrounding No. 12 and No. 60.
In the darkness, they stood in the only light source, as if they had stepped into a weird dream.
"According to the numerical order, number 12 will enter the competition first." Fate's voice echoed softly along with the pure piano notes.
As Fate finished his words, the light beam on No. 60 disappeared, and No. 60 disappeared into the darkness. Only No. 12 was left standing alone in the darkness.
Online comments: [It feels like an extraterrestrial mission. It is like this outside the black hole gate, pitch black, as if being isolated from time and the world. 】【…】【If I am not a military woman, I think it is more like a dream after being injected with tranquilizers and anesthesia by a doctor. It is pitch black, empty, and I cannot feel my own hands and feet or thoughts. I am floating in the darkness waiting for the drug effect to wear off and my sanity to return. The senses are terrible. 】
"What should I do next?" asked No. 12, looking a little confused as he stood in the only light source.
The piano played a single note softly, "ding", and a small point of light suddenly appeared in the darkness.
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The number of light spots increases with the piano notes. They surround No. 12, float in the darkness, and transform into a beautiful galactic light belt, flashing dreamy light fragments.
The galactic light band fell to the feet of No. 12 and turned into an ascending star staircase in the darkness. The star staircase drew a sharp dividing line in the darkness. At the end of the staircase was a pure white military academy classroom door.
The door symbolizes both leaving darkness and moving toward a new space. It is a door of ending and beginning.
The piano note was accelerated, mixed with other violins' chorus, and the music made No. 12's heart beat faster.
Online comment area: [The qualifiers and advanced competitions previously held by the entertainment company are simply shit...] [What is number 12 still doing? Go for it!! That is the narrow gate that belongs only to you!!]
At this moment! The piano sound changes three times, and the accompaniment of the organ appears. The organ is a wind-type instrument with a majestic and elegant sound. As soon as the accompaniment begins, the light monotonous piano sound reverberates and hums, as if saying: step on it, step on this galactic staircase leading to the clouds.
The sudden change in the tone of the music startled the 300,000 audience members outside the silent zone and caused them to murmur. The murmur of one person was a murmur, but the murmur of 300,000 people was a chord accompaniment, becoming part of this magnificent music.
The voices of thousands of people echoed with the music, and No. 12 stepped onto the glowing stairs without hesitation.
The accompaniment suddenly hums and rises in pitch! Step 12 starts a new reverberation accompaniment. In the darkness of total silence, the music surrounds Step 12, and the music leads Step 12!
The silver-haired, dark-skinned female soldier went up first, then slowly quickened her pace and began to jog on the stairs.
The music is like a boiling flame! It pitches up! It pitches up! The organ has the widest range of sound in the world. Once it pitches up, vastness, immensity, infinity and holiness are its only self-introduction to the world.
The grand and magnificent music grabbed No. 12's heart tightly, urging him: Hurry up! Hurry up! Push open that door!
Music and starlight carry No. 12 up through the darkness, across the gap between time and reality, and to the other side of fantasy.
No. 12 came to the door and held the handle. He breathed softly, his voice trembling.
Number 12 opened the door.
Online comment area: [Damn, my blood vessels are about to burst! ] [Reminder that you can breathe in the front row! ]
But, the moment the door was opened, the white door, music, and starlit stairs in the darkness all disappeared!
No. 12 suddenly fell down and subconsciously spread his wings to balance his body.
Fate's calm reminder echoed in the darkness: "Relax, you won't get hurt here. Feel the pull of gravity, follow the pull, and let it carry you forward."
No. 12 flapped its wings twice, half-retracted and half-released, and quickly relaxed its body.
At this moment, only No. 12 was glowing faintly in the darkness, and his falling speed slowed down.
The clue can be seen in the comments section. Compared with falling from a high altitude, No. 12 was more like being put into a gravity simulation room. He was gently supported by the invisible gravity, sometimes turning over and sometimes curling up.
The piano pure music changes into flute music; long, lonely and ethereal.
Online comments: [Oviposit posture?] [It's diving.] [What is Fate doing? Can you get to the point quickly?] [I know the soundtrack this time!! The deep-sea large fish on the ocean planet will emit a sound similar to the echo of waves!]
The long and lonely flute music slowly receded, and a vague noise began to appear in the darkness. Two seconds later, the noise became clear: "I'm going to die!" "I can't stand it. Why is the homework so difficult this time?" "Do I have to find a bug to form a team? What? A hard rule? It's so annoying!" "Do I have to choose classmates from the Mecha Auxiliary Department?? I give up. What do those sub-females who got in by a narrow margin know about armor? They can't even pass the armor assessment! Why don't I find classmates from the Advanced Intelligent Computer Engineering Department?! The female bugs in Intelligent Computer Engineering are from the Science Star family after all!"
The darkness faded away, the stage was brightly lit, and the holographic Ottowen College rose from the ground!
The 3D holographic models of students appeared, arguing or yelling at each other. The sounds of conversation, ambient sounds, background sounds, and the friction sounds of classroom teaching equipment appeared one by one.
No. 12 put on the sensor patch, and the black stealth suit on his body instantly changed into the uniform of the third campus of Ottowen.
He landed in the middle of a group of young students coming and going. Some students complained that they were in a hurry and passed by, which caused a gust of wind. The sound of the wind was specially amplified so that the audience in the venue and the online audience could hear it at the same time.
The online comment section was instantly excited: [Oh oh oh!! The third campus of Ottowen!! My spiritual love paradise! ] [Fuck! This dialogue took me back to Ottowen in a second! ] [The special effects sound is really well used, gradually zooming in, from far to near, it seems that I was really brought back to the after-school square of Ottowen by the perspective of No. 12. @***·**@*·*@**·****, learn from the directors of love movies! ] [I was reckless, the dark atmosphere in the front was to pave the way for the new scenery. It really feels like I went back in time from my military service and returned to campus! ]
The audience in the silent shielding area whispered to each other: "I thought it would be the same as before, where people lined up to show their physical condition?" "This level of rendering and the expression of traveling through darkness to the past is only for the finals?" "Who will be the lead director of this film?" "The entertainment company has not officially announced it yet." "I think the operation host Fate is personally supervising. The scene rendering and process arrangement of the finals are ten times better than those of the top love movies on the surface."
Online and offline comments are all about the film director, and the spectators are fanning the flames, frantically tagging directors with social media accounts on StarNet: [The pressure is on here now, big directors, come out and take a step. ]
Love directors who watch live broadcasts while diving: …
Why did anchor Fate slap us in the face? ? Cross-border law enforcement? ?
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In the holographic scenery, No. 12 looked around, then looked down at his hands and clothes, and quickly accepted the change in the scene. The military also has similar holographic training, and No. 12 accepted it well.
"Hey, Fate." A voice suddenly greeted No. 12.
No. 12 reacted quickly, looked in the direction of the sound, and was stunned for a moment: "..."
Laughter and cheers rang out in the crowd both online and offline: "Hahahaha Fate, you are so embarrassed!!" "Help! Who can continue to act like this!" "The Happy Valley effect has started!"
A tall and lean classmate greeted No. 12 and threw him a box of tools, saying, "Didn't you say before that the screws of the mecha balancer were loose, causing the sensor chip to work sometimes and sometimes not? The prototypes distributed by the academy are like this. I asked the seniors and they said to use the No. 701 wrench and micro-core blocker in the tool box to manually adjust it. Try it yourself."
A halo shrouds the friendly classmate's head! It is impossible to distinguish his facial features, hair, and tentacles!
There are more than 300 hormone testing points in the college, scale-winged insects are prohibited from flying in public areas, and students are equipped with hormone inhibitors. All spectators, including No. 12, cannot immediately tell whether the classmate in front of them is a female or a sub-female insect.
No. 12's sudden wooden expression completely enhanced the show's effect.
Online comment area: [hhhhhh][Romance movie detective series! ][I laughed so hard that I almost ran out of breath. I can't even imagine how No. 12 is going to find Sir Carol. Hahahaha. Secretly looking at the lower back and butt of the same sex is really perverted! ][Based on the realism of this holographic scene! I can guarantee it! As long as No. 12 looks at Sir Carol's lower back, Sir Carol's guardian will immediately jump out of the shadows! Beat No. 12 to pieces on the spot! ][No, no, no! This is definitely an elimination point! As long as No. 12 offends Sir Carol, the appearance of the guardians means that No. 12 will be deducted points and eliminated! ]
During the live broadcast, No. 12 regained control of his facial expressions, tried to figure out Fate Wynne's attitude, and replied to his classmate: "Thanks, brother. If you need any help later, just let me know."
Guangyun waved his hands: "Rather than helping me, you should think about the latest project assignment. The director requires us to form a team with a female sub-female from the mecha support department." Guangyun was unhappy, "Why do I have to bring a bug that will drag down my average score? I'm so tired of looking for team members now, I'm leaving first."
No. 12 nodded, and he quickly got into the state. He carried the box to a secluded corner of the square, opened the scroll and checked the contents.
[Be a good student.]
No.12:?
Online and offline audience:?
[I was silent at first, but No. 12's expression was so funny. ] [Five points of shock, two points of confusion, and three points of anger. No. 12's expression was quite delicate and vivid. Haha, it's suitable for the big screen! ] [Golden ratio actor] [Master of expression management] [Is this really a romance film? So funny. ]
At this moment, Fate's voice sounded again, and he said calmly and gently in No. 12's ear: "You are carrying a box and are about to go to the classroom for the next mecha structure theory class."
As Fate read the narration, the holographic scene changed. The after-school square disappeared, and countless new and shiny glass fell from the sky like crystal rain.
Glass surrounds No. 12 on the ground, and models of walls, indoor staircase tables, podiums and countless classmates are formed around No. 12.
"After the new subject was issued, you heard a lot of complaints like those from your classmate Allen. But you didn't take it to heart. You were born on a low-level planet and worked your way into Automan. You have solved more difficult social problems. The things that bothered your classmates were just a snack after a meal for you. Even if they didn't taste good, you could still ignore the taste and swallow them in one gulp to fill your stomach."
"You have a very good relationship with insects in school. You have a good relationship with the few female students in the Mecha Auxiliary Department. As long as you send a message to ask, they will agree 100%. You don't have to worry about the selection of homework." As soon as Fate's voice fell, a holographic modeling classmate immediately greeted No. 12.
"Morning, Fate." "Hey, Wynn!"
"The results of last week's competition are out. You ranked second, beating the Golden Scorpions from Class 2. Not bad." A classmate with a dazzled look banged No. 12's shoulders with two fists and said with a smile, "Great! Those Golden Scorpions are from the high-level stars in the South District. You embarrassed us in the North District!"
"Are we going to play two games after class?" asked another bald-headed guy.
No. 12 thought about the scroll competition topic and simulated carefully: "Next time, my mecha balancer has a little problem." He shook the toolbox, "I have to go back and debug it after this class."
The dazed-headed students returned to their desks with shrugged shoulders. The bell rang for class and the director came in from outside and announced the start of the class.
As soon as No. 12 sat down, the scene around him changed again. The theory class became a practical operation simulation classroom, and the number of classmates in the room tripled.
There are 8-10 students around each actual machine operation table, which is the number of 2-3 groups of students.
No. 12 was also a mecha soldier and had studied the same course in the past. He observed his surroundings quietly.
There were 7 or 8 classmates standing scattered around him, with halos shrouding their heads. They were tall or slender, with thin scales and whiskers, and wearing neat school uniforms.
In the book, Ms. Carol is described as tall and slim, and well-dressed. For a moment, No. 12 couldn't tell which one of her classmates was Carol.
"Let the class begin!" said the director in the holographic classroom. "Don't drag your feet."
No. 12 made a quick decision. If he couldn't tell the difference, he would give up! His lips moved slightly: "Ka..."
"I found the answer to the last question in the 129th grade graduation exam paper," a classmate next to No. 12 suddenly spoke up, handing over a USB flash drive, "I copied the data, here it is for you."
The student who suddenly spoke had a voice that was neither rough nor low, a medium pitch, and his slow and methodical pronunciation was very elegant, with a slight accent of the Western Andromeda region.
No. 12 held his breath for a moment, and subconsciously squinted to check the back of the dazzled classmate. Suddenly, No. 12's head froze and he dared not move. He cleared his throat and said, "Okay, thank you."
There was laughter at the scene and in the comment area: [Hahaha, he reacted very quickly! He suddenly stretched his neck to look at your lower back and buttocks, which violated the anti-harassment law! ] [I laughed so hard, No. 12's conditioned reflex, rolling his eyes and emergency braking! ] [@Male Insect Protection Court]
"What are you standing there for? Let's start. This class is only 50 minutes long and there are 4 small projects to do." The student Guangyun, who was handing over the USB drive, asked in confusion.
No. 12 remembered the requirements of the scroll, took a deep breath, put on a sunny smile that he had adjusted many times before, and ignited an unprecedented enthusiasm to communicate with this dazzled classmate.
He has served for many years and is a mecha soldier. Before the final, he studied the possible competition questions with countless netizens, friends and relatives, and he can easily answer both complex and simple questions related to mecha.
It is very easy to throw out a few practical questions that are suitable for students to learn and are slightly difficult.
No. 12 and Guanghuan spent a very pleasant 30 minutes. During this time, Guanghuan took a few steps closer and operated the real machine simulator on the table with No. 12. The two insects were less than half a meter apart. No. 12 could clearly see the scale of the hormone neck ring worn by Guanghuan: 90%
No. 12's tentacles stood up quietly, and he turned his head a little nervously.
Soon, the students nearby gradually gathered around to watch No. 12's operation drill and discussed it in low voice.
No. 12 frowned, then calmly stepped forward and stood next to the student who was dazzled by the light, creating a social distance between the group of female insects and Carol.
Online comments: [So close! Foul!!] [What rule is it? ? Virtual hologram, what the hell do you care!] [No. 12 looks like he just looked at the scale on his neck and was done!] [Damn, Mr. Carol is a saint. A saint listens to you so attentively, speaks the same language, and even pats you on the shoulder and praises you when doing the same experiment. Who wouldn’t be moved!] […] [Is Mr. Carol so easily attracted? Why is it different from the original text?] […] [I’m laughing to death. Go to a website to check the official court documents. They are sending a lawyer’s letter to entertainment companies again, hahahaha!] [Cyber Protection Law is online!]
In a split second, a marker hit No. 12.
No. 12 was still staring at the student with a daze, and reflexively raised his hand to grab the marker. He frowned and looked over. It was the director who threw it.
"Fate Wynn! Work on the project with your own partner! No points will be awarded for cross-group experiments!" the director sternly scolded at the podium.
No.12: …?
The audience was a little confused at first: ...? ?
etc?
At this moment, the narrator Fite suddenly spoke up: "Carol Sue was late today. He had an argument with the teachers during a video conference last night and didn't fall asleep until four in the morning."
"Many professors in the Third Campus knew about Lord Maoyan's enrollment. Coincidentally, the tutor of this class is one of them. The tutor turned a blind eye to Lord Su's lateness."
"When Carol quietly came in, his partner, Wynn, had already started to experiment with the theory with his deskmate from the next group. He did not go forward to disturb them, but stood aside and listened quietly."
"Carol is impressed by Fate Wynne again."
"His partner is not only fair to the sub-females, but also maintains a very friendly, enthusiastic and positive attitude towards the female insects. Carol rarely sees such virtues in the circle around him."
"Carol hadn't slept all night and was a little tired mentally, but now she feels a little more energetic because of Wynn."
No.12: …
His expression was blank, his facial expressions disappeared, his pupils were dilated, his face was gray, his lips were trembling, and his palps were stiff.
…Who was I courting just now? Who?
The audience reacted with laughter that nearly shook the stadium's ceiling! The stadium was once again filled with a mighty virtual golden rainstorm!
Because there were too many votes! The sky above the stadium exploded with streamers and salutes once again! Golden Lu and salute streamers were everywhere, and golden rainbows intertwined, creating a crazy atmosphere.
The online comment area exploded: [The person he just tried to please was a female insect model!!!] [Ha...ha!!] [Help, No. 12, give up your rights!!] [The whole universe knows that you have been flirting with female insects, don't worry, life will pass quickly and soon] [In memory of the first public homosexual wasp in history!] [@Third Army Corps@Third Army Corps! The chief of the 5th branch of your regiment is homosexual!! What do you think of the Third Army Corps!!] [I laughed so hard that the official website of the court withdrew the lawyer's letter in seconds, hahahaha!] [Fate, you have a good mentality when it comes to the legal department of the court!]
At this time.
In the holographic scene, the modeling students dispersed, and the tutor quickly went to observe other groups.
A hand approached the dazed No. 12 from behind, and tapped No. 12's shoulder with two fingers like playing the piano.
The narrator calmly narrates: "Carol came closer and touched your shoulder."
Number 12 froze.
"Oh oh oh!!" "It appeared!" There was an overwhelming murmur from under the stage.
No. 12 turned around and, as expected, saw Carol, who had tapped his shoulder, still shrouded in darkness.
However, all bugs can immediately tell the difference between Carol and other road bug NPCs.
Carol's face was lightly haloed, and you could vaguely see the corners of her smiling lips and a pair of misty blue eyes.
He wears an extra long winter school uniform than other students. The entire series of Ottowen school uniforms are military style, and the long winter school uniform is a long waist-length military uniform without epaulettes.
The holographic model of Carol is tall and slender, wearing ceremonial white gloves with buckles on both hands, a gold buckle is faintly visible at the sleeve, and the school uniform collar is ironed straight. The robe is tightly tied with a belt at the waist, and the hem of the robe is black boots, which are also fastened with a decorative leather buckle at the arch of the black boots.
No. 12 turned around, and the holographic Carol just took back her hand and straightened her wrinkle-free robe. Then, Carol raised her chin slightly and tilted her head towards the back door of the classroom.
"Hiss!!" "Oh my god!" "Where did Fate get the material from? I suggest you conduct a thorough investigation and disclose the identity of the person who provided the material!" "Hiss!"
The audience pointed at the stage excitedly, some shouted: "Are you crazy? It's too close! No. 12, stand back!" "Where is Mr. Carol's guardian!!"
The online comment section crashed again: […]
"Carol saw that you had come back to your senses and were looking towards the back door of the classroom. He turned his head towards the door and asked silently: You have no points for this class, and the class will end in 15 minutes. Isn't your mecha balancer malfunctioning? Would you like to take me to check it out now? I'll help you recalibrate it." The narration sounded at the right time.
But, at this moment, no one cares about the narration.
In the holographic scene, when the holographic model raised its chin, its neck stretched out, revealing a few inches of snow-white skin at the edge of the black stand-up collar, the indigo blood vessels on the sides of its throat were faintly visible, its Adam's apple was slightly arched, and the curve of its snow-white neck was stunningly beautiful.
Major General Wasp No. 12 was very tall, and Carol, the holographic model, automatically aligned their eyes to make eye contact.
From No. 12's perspective, Mr. Carol was looking up proudly and politely to invite a kiss.
Your Excellency.
initiative.
Asking for a kiss?
The unexpected holographic calibration probability directly stunned 90% of the young female insects!
No. 12: “…”
All the audience: "..." In one place, the bugs crushed the drinks, and in another place, the bugs crushed the brain ring.
SVIP in the first row: “…” Several branch directors stood up again!
Anushka: “…” Very good, that’s all for today’s performance.
The security team who were keeping an eye on the SVIP seats immediately became nervous. They quickly sent bugs to the SVIP seats to remind them one by one: "According to the agreement you signed when you entered the venue, you cannot..."
"Yes, I agree to everything you say." No. 12 was resolute! The tentacles stood up and swore directly on the stage!
Suddenly, Carroll's holographic model took a step back and emitted a cold mechanical voice: "No. 12 Wasp player Monty Russell failed to perform. Score for the first question: 2 points. The total score is 10."
In the blink of an eye, the holographic scene collapsed into light particles and dissipated. The stage returned to its original fishbone shape, and No. 12 stood alone in the center of the stage.
No. 12 woke up from a dream, his mind was blank, and for a moment he shouted to the giant 3D Fate above the stage: "Please give me another chance! Please..."
3D Fate's pixelated face smiled^v^, and the holographic effect instantly turned into endless darkness, engulfing contestant No. 12, and the stage returned to silence.
The scene turns and flashes in 3 seconds!
All the audience were still immersed in the absolute realm of the holographic model's neck one moment, and the next second, the holographic school and the holographic Mr. Carol disappeared.
Audience: ? ?
A violent protest broke out at the scene, and another female soldier spread her wings and sprinted, but was knocked down by security and asked to leave.
Online comments: [? ? ] [Fate, you really made me cry. No. 12 was directly removed from the track for saying something wrong? ? ] [The familiar fast turn makes me feel sick.] [So devastated. It is illegal to take screenshots and record your image at the carnival. The modeled neck and suppression ring were exposed for less than 2 seconds. Why are you so sensitive, Fate! What's wrong with taking one more look? ! ! ] [Fate, how did you walk into the court? ! ! ] [I just want to know which gentleman did Fate get the modeling materials from? ? ] [Is this the gold content of the modeling of the Saint-level gentleman? ? ]
"Next, please welcome contestant No. 60 to the stage. Let us look forward to his performance." said 3D Giant Fate^v^.
…
Off stage.
"It's an emergency meeting. Open a temporary soundproof and confidential area for me." Anushka said to the security team blocking the way.
When the security team heard that they were not going to rush the stage, they immediately agreed to lead the branch chief of the First Army. They quickly opened a temporary soundproof area in the leisure hall.
"You follow here." Anushka ordered the adjutant to stand guard, and the accompanying adjutant nodded.
The temporary confidential soundproof area was surrounded by explosion-proof glass. As soon as Anushka entered, the glass immediately became mist-like, turning into a one-way mode for insiders to see outside.
Anushka's mind didn't open up immediately after entering.
He stood still for a moment, fished out a cigarette box from the outer pocket of his military uniform, took out a cigarette and lit it, inhaled and exhaled smoke, and finished half a pack with an expressionless face.
After a while, Anushka took off her gloves and took out the three-strand braided gold thread from her inner pocket.
He lowered his eyes for a moment, kneading the gold thread with his fingers, and exerting force on his fingertips, the soft gold immediately deformed.
Anushka paused, then let go of the golden thread. The ball of golden thread lay in her palm, soft and cool.
After staring for a few seconds, he let out an irritated sigh and kissed the gold thread in frustration, then wrapped it around his wrist, lining it up with a thin black suppression ring.
Anushka shook the cigarette box, took out a new one and lit it, then expressionlessly turned on the military mode of her AI to check the new payment mission issued by the Chief of the First Army and started working overtime on the spot.
…
Arena stage.
Number 12 leaves and number 60 comes on stage.
During the competition on the 12th, No. 60 stayed in the quiet and soundproof lounge. He had no intelligent computer and did not receive any information from the outside world.
As soon as No. 60 appeared, the 300,000 spectators outside the stage roared with unprecedented enthusiasm, love and kindness: "It doesn't matter! It's amazing to hold on for more than 10 minutes!!"
"The shortest lasting star female soldier is also an honorable title!"
"There is no shame in coming out in public! Number 60! Accept your fate bravely!"
"Come out of the closet! Fate Wynne!"
No.60: ???