"How many minutes?"
“…18 minutes.”
"Hiss, with this result...are they really aiming to clear the level?"
The sun is shining brightly and the breeze is blowing gently.
More and more people gathered outside the training ground, and soon the main force of Class F arrived. Under the leadership of Tan Yao, almost the entire class was mobilized, and the crowd was like a black wave.
A tuft of red hair stood out in the crowd.
Tan Yao was the first one to rush to the training ground. At this moment, Gu Qiongsheng and Zhou Qing's training had come to an end. He stared at the big black words "18m21s" flashing on the screen for a long time without saying a word.
Someone nearby nudged him with their elbow. Their voice, though low, was filled with suppressed excitement: "Tan Yao, no, Brother Tan! You and Zhou Qing are from the same desolate planet, right? You must be very familiar with her!"
"Is it possible that she could have made it? Has she broken through?"
Tan Yao was dragged by the boy from Class F next to him and was staggering, his eyes full of confusion.
...How does he know?
How would he know!
The corners of Tan Yao's eyes twitched wildly.
Intellectually, he absolutely did not believe that two F-class players could complete the two-player mode, but now the facts were before him. The second hand of the timer was jumping wildly, as if they were two invincible and unstoppable figures.
Really... is it possible?
F-level, is it possible?
At that moment, Tan Yao suddenly hesitated.
He suddenly wasn't sure what kind of result he was expecting. Would Gu Qiongsheng and Zhou Qing be defeated midway through, returning home empty-handed? Or would they persevere and achieve an unprecedented performance for Class F?
...Plop, plop.
His thoughts were drowned by the gradually boiling blood, and Tan Yao could only hear his own intense heartbeat, piercing his eardrums and deafening him.
Plop, plop!
The students in Class F next to them were equally excited.
They were unfamiliar with Gu Qiongsheng, and even though he was crippled, he still gave them a sense of superiority and oppression—
But they are familiar with Zhou Qing.
Thin, introverted, and seemingly invisible in the mediocre F class... Zhou Qing!
Just a week ago, she was still huddled in the classroom with them, learning cooking and equipment repair, turning a deaf ear to everything that happened in the school and having no hope for the Alliance Exam.
They were like a group of insects curled up in the mud, feeling tired and numb. They blocked their ears, closed their eyes, buried their heads deep in the swamp, and pretended not to see the blue sky outside.
But Gu Qiongsheng came.
She was like a proud white swan, rushing into the quagmire with great vigor and confidence. Instead of being buried by the mud, she waved her white wings, trying to drag them into the bright sunshine.
The first person to be dragged away was Zhou Qing.
In the filthy mire, a bug timidly raised its head and looked towards the sky.
"20 minutes!"
"It's almost there, this must be the last level!"
Tan Yao, who was in a trance, was suddenly brought back to reality by the shouts of people around him.
The students in Class F all had red faces. Someone was the first to shout, "Come on!"
"Go ahead, clear the level!"
"Hahahaha, I never thought I'd see this day. Go, go, go Class F!!"
The shouts were scattered at first, but gradually gathered into a torrent.
Students from the other classes mixed in, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.
Someone from Class B murmured, "What? It's just 20 minutes in two-player mode. There are people in our class who can do that."
Why are these people so excited like wolves who have never eaten meat?
Some people curled their lips in disdain: "It's only 20 minutes, and it's not certain whether we can pass the last level."
"Have any of you seen the last level? Do you know what the enemy is in the last level?"
"I haven't won it... but I heard from the people in Class A that the last round is particularly difficult, harder than all the previous rounds combined."
Tan Yao looked dazed.
Is it particularly... difficult?
He raised his head slightly, his unruly red hair fluttering in the wind. He stared fixedly at the screen outside the training room, watching the second hand tick by: 20m14s, 20m15s, 20m16s...
"……come on."
Tan Yao blurted out subconsciously.
The moment he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered the open and covert struggles with Gu Qiongsheng over the past few days. The other party showed a confident smile when he turned his head, and a smile flashed in his light brown eyes, with a fragmented light in his eyes.
And there is Zhou Qing, Zhou Qing who follows behind Gu Qiongsheng.
The girl he was familiar with, who spoke softly and was as thin and small as a skinny cat, was now holding a weapon and killing people in the extremely difficult training ground!
"……come on!"
Tan Yao couldn't help but clench his fists.
"come on!!"
The shouts grew louder and louder, as deafening as thunder.
The students in the nearby teaching buildings heard the loud cheers and opened their windows in surprise.
"What's going on? What are you yelling about? Class F is celebrating Chinese New Year!"
"What month is it? There's no custom on any desolate planet to celebrate the New Year at this time."
"...a bunch of lunatics, inexplicable."
"Hey wait, it seems to be coming from the training room."
"Training room... You give me a bad feeling. Could it be..."
More and more students gathered outside the training room, looking at the rapidly increasing training time in surprise and amazement.
Their voices enveloped half of the campus. General Qin, who was on his way to the principal's office, suddenly stopped and looked up in confusion: "What's that sound?"
The instructor hurried after him, wiping his sweaty face. "Ah, kids, they're always a little noisy during training. General Qin, please don't mind."
General Qin frowned slightly: "From the sound, it seems to be... Come on?"
He turned around, his complicated gaze falling on Qin Yuan behind him, and his voice softened slightly as he spoke: "Do you want to go over and take a look?"
Qin Yuan looked calm.
He said, "It's all right."
…
When General Qin and his group arrived outside the training room, the atmosphere among the crowd had reached its peak.
Especially the people in Class F, they stared at the light screen with burning gazes, and everyone's eyes were bright.
Even Tan Yao's face turned red with excitement.
He felt the long-lost blood boiling in his body, and the nerve endings at his fingertips trembled slightly with excitement.
Just as he said in front of Gu Qiongsheng, didn't they go through so much trouble to get into military colleges just to become soldiers?
"come on!"
Come on, come on!
Take Zhou Qing and pass the super difficult last level to show them that F-level is really possible!
General Qin stood outside the crowd, looking at this imposing scene, and couldn't help but relax his brows.
"It does look a bit like a military high school." He stroked his stubbled chin. "These kids are the elites of Yuancheng High School, right?"
counselor:"……"
The counselor was sweating profusely: "Uh, Colonel Qin, these are... students from Class F."
General Qin was surprised: "Class F?"
"It's the class I'm in."
Qin Yuan's voice drifted from behind. His voice was pleasant, clear and magnetic. "Since the introduction of the 28th Education Act, federal colleges and universities will divide students into classes according to their potential levels. S-class is not included for now. A-class is the best and F-class is the worst."
"The reason they didn't kick the students out of Class F was probably to make an example of them. They wanted to use their plight to create a sense of crisis among students in other classes, thereby motivating everyone to strive forward."
"As for the chickens that were killed..."
His gaze shifted slightly, landing on the students from Class F who were gathered in a circle. His voice paused for a moment, and he sighed softly, "These days must be tough."
The atmosphere suddenly became dull.
The counselor watched as General Qin's face turned gloomy and a powerful mental aura came over him, making him feel miserable.
Oh my god, if he had known that this old man and this child were so difficult to serve, he would never have taken the reception job even if he was beaten to death!
He forced a smile and said, "Well, General Qin, Classmate Qin, you don't know yet, right?"
"The student currently in the training ground is called Gu Qiongsheng. She also failed to awaken a few days ago, but with her F-level mental power, she managed to open up the advanced training ground. Now... it looks like she's trying to reach the advanced two-player mode!"
Before he finished speaking, Old Man Qin and Qin Yuan turned around.
Both of them looked a little strange: "...Awakening failed?"
"……also?"
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