Chapter 043
The Condemnation Legion's style of operation was very efficient, and they only gave the twelve teams from the First Military Academy one day to rest and recuperate. In the evening, Wu Zimo and his colleagues received an email from the Condemnation Legion, which succinctly informed them to gather at the gate of the First Military Academy at 7 o'clock the next morning, and that no one would be accepted after that date.
In order to be in good spirits to show to the people of the Condemnation Legion the next day, Wu Zimo packed his luggage and immediately went to bed, and got up at around five o'clock the next day.
Looking out the window as the sun had not yet risen, Wu Zimo took a deep breath of the cool morning air.
"It's the first time I got up so early."
Even during the academic year assessment, ordinary people like Wu Zimo and the guides were not assigned night watch tasks, so they all slept until dawn. I don’t know whether to say that Wu Zimo is carefree or that he trusts his companions.
"Amo, here so early?" Lyle had just prepared two simple breakfasts when he saw Wu Zimo open the door.
It’s too early today and the school cafeteria hasn’t opened yet. With Lyle's cooking skills, he can only make some simple food. As for Wu Zimo, this guy is only responsible for eating and not cooking. No one dared to let him do it, because Wu Zimo's taste was too unacceptable at times.
"Layer, you're even earlier. You've prepared breakfast so early. It's true that my Layer is capable of cooking, housekeeping, and even fighting on the battlefield. Whoever marries you will be blessed."
Wu Zimo took two quick steps and sat down at the dining table with his arms and legs spread out. He teased Lyle while picking up the chopsticks on the table and quickly picked up the omelet to take a bite.
"You are so talkative so early in the morning. Do you still want to have breakfast?" Lyle's cheeks turned a little red. He glared at Wu Zimo. What do you mean by marrying him? Who said that he must marry someone? He can marry someone too!
Fortunately, Wu Zimo didn't know about Lyle's lofty ambitions, otherwise he could have replaced the one he married. Uh... I'm having breakfast, so don't bring up Sarah, the icy and stuffy one, to affect my appetite.
After eating, the two of them packed their luggage again. It was just past six o'clock.
Although it was still early, Wu Zimo and Lyle had already packed their luggage and walked towards the gathering point at the gate of the First Military Academy.
Wu Zimo thought the First Military Academy would be quiet in the early morning, but after walking for a while, he found that many diligent students had already started their morning training.
Especially after this academic year assessment, many students of the First Military Academy who had high aspirations realized that they were just frogs in a well, thinking that the sky was so small. The students of the First Military Academy, who were hit hard by reality, can only work hard to train themselves so that they can get good results in the next academic year assessment.
There were twelve teams this time, and each team had about ten people, so the more than one hundred people standing in front of the gate of the First Military Academy made the cold morning a little lively.
Because there were too many people gathered at the gate of the First Military Academy, Hanny and the others were worried that Wu Zimo would not be able to see them when he arrived, so as soon as he saw Wu Zimo and Lyle, Hanny jumped up and waved to them.
"Wu Zimo Laier, we are here!"
When Wu Zimo saw Hanny and the other people around him, a smile naturally appeared on his face. Pulling Lyle and dodging left and right, he finally got to Hanny and the others with a posture comparable to the ones when they were snatching goods from middle-aged women at supermarket specials.
"You all arrive so early." Wu Zimo looked down at his computer and saw that the time on it had just shown six-thirty.
"Hey, everyone is so excited."
Indeed, the internships for the top three students in the academic year assessment are uncertain, and there is no way of knowing which corps will get the chance. It has been many years since the Condemnation Legion had its turn. The best thing before was last year when Mocha and his men went to the Bia Legion and were able to receive training from the Bia Legion's ace captain.
Although that month was a painful one for Mocha and the others, their strength had increased. When they dealt with the hairy spider this time, it was clear that they had already shown some qualities of true warriors.
In other grades, the top three students in their grade usually get together to chat, but Wu Zimo's case is a little special, as the ones who come over are not the second or third students in the second grade, but Mocha and his friends.
Originally, the second and third students also wanted to come over, but when they saw senior students like Mocha were there, they could only gather together and watch quietly from outside.
The students didn't have to wait long before the car to take them to the Condemnation Legion arrived.
No, it shouldn't be called a car. Wu Zimo looked up at the small warship slowly descending in the sky, opened his mouth slightly, and murmured softly: "Could it be that the Heavenly Punishment Legion is still a local tyrant?"
I've seen rich people, but I've never seen anyone as rich as this. They just sent a warship to pick people up. That's awesome!
"Mocha, did a warship come to pick you up when you went to the Biya Legion last year?"
"How can it be so happy?"
Mocha was also shocked by the generosity of the Condemnation Legion, and then he rolled his eyes when he heard Wu Zimo's question. Last year, when they went to the Biya Legion, they first took a hovercraft to the air station, and then took a large transport ship to the Biya Legion’s headquarters.
We changed vehicles twice in total. Fortunately, Interstellar's transportation is very stable. Unless something unexpected happens, there will be no delays.
Wu Zimo reached out and patted Mocha's shoulder with an expression that said, "Comrade, you've worked hard." Mocha was so angry that he wanted to beat up the guy who was watching the show with a smile on his face.
The small battleship landed in the empty space in front of the gate of the First Military Academy, and the hatch opened in front of more than a hundred young boys and girls with expectant faces.
The person who walked out was a middle-aged man with a majestic figure, a calm face, and a hint of solemnity.
The moment the middle-aged man walked out, the more than one hundred students instinctively took a step back, frightened by the middle-aged man's aura.
"I am the person in charge of receiving the top three teams from the annual assessment of the First Military Academy of the Interstellar Federation to enter the Condemnation Corps for internship. My name is Dali. There are four grades in the First Military Academy of the Interstellar Federation, with a total of 119 students." Dali's eyes, like a sharp knife, swept across all the students present.
Everyone who was swept by Dali's gaze felt even more frightened in their hearts, as if they were pricked by something sharp.
Dali's gaze paused slightly on Wu Zimo. Seeing that Wu Zimo's expression was different from that of other students and he still looked heartless, naturally, a hint of satisfaction appeared in Dali's eyes.
"There are a total of 119 students, and the actual number is 119. The number matches. Now, everyone, one by one, go aboard the ship."
After Dali finished speaking, he stepped aside and made way for the students who were frightened by Dali to pass through.
Poor students of the First Military Academy who were still inexplicably excited early in the morning. After being scared by this guy Dali, they almost turned into quails. Now they have to board the ship under Dali's nose. Isn't this bullying?
But they had no choice but to go up, so in the end, Mocha and other seniors who had already felt the pressure of real warriors led the way.
But to be honest, under Dali's gaze, Mocha felt infinite admiration for the Condemnation Legion from the bottom of his heart. A person who is responsible for picking up these students has such a powerful aura. The Condemnation Legion is indeed the strongest legion in the Federation.
The fourth-year seniors have moved up, and the third-years can’t embarrass the younger ones, right? Then it’s the second-years, and finally the first-years.
There were about 120 people, and I suspect the only one who left with the easiest ease was Wu Zimo.
When he passed Dali, he dared to secretly glance at Dali, and then nodded in his heart. Even if this eight-foot tall man suppressed his own aura, the murderous aura that he continued to exude made it obvious that he was a king of soldiers on the battlefield.
The headquarters of the Condemnation Legion is not on the capital star nor in the dimensional Zerg battlefield area, but on a small planet more than a hundred light years away from the capital star.
Although this planet is only twice as big as the moon, it is privately owned by the Alman family. After the Alman family began to control the Condemnation Legion, they directly used this planet as the headquarters of the Condemnation Legion.
Owning a private planet is definitely a sign of wealth in the interstellar world, and the wealth of the Scourge Legion is always showing off.
The small warship force responsible for picking up Wu Zimo and his team provided each student with a private room, and even though the journey was over a hundred light years, it only took a few hours.
Wu Zimo waved to his companions and walked into the room with his name written on it. However, when he walked in, he found that the room was not empty. An acquaintance whom he had met once was sitting on a chair in the room and reading an anthology.
If girls see such a bookish and dreamy scene, they will definitely scream, especially when the protagonist is a handsome guy. However, in Wu Zimo's eyes, there are only two words to describe it——
Show off.
"Ahem," Wu Zimo certainly wouldn't say the word "pretentious," because the person sitting inside might be his immediate superior during the internship. "Hello, Major General Maka."
That’s right, the one who ran to Wu Zimo’s room to show off was Rocard, a guy who loves to show off his love and also loves to commit suicide.
"You are finally here Wu Zimo, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Rocard put away the props he was using to show off with the most elegant movements and smiled at Wu Zimo who was standing at the door.
Wu Zimo really wanted to complain about Rocard's words. What did he mean by waiting for him for a long time? We didn't have an appointment in advance, right? Uncle, to be honest, we are all men, we don’t need to make an appointment!
"..." Maybe it was because Wu Zimo's gaze was too dazzling, but Rocard couldn't pretend even if he wanted to.
Madan! Kids nowadays are so unlovable. He has been trying so hard to act so kind and courteous, so why doesn’t he make an appointment?
"Ahem, I came here today to discuss something important with you." Seeing that his plan had failed, Rocard stopped pretending, threw the book in his hand aside, restrained the expression on his face, and spoke to Wu Zimo seriously.
Wu Zimo, who was standing at the door, nodded, then remembered that he was still standing at the door, smiled embarrassedly at Rokar in the room, and walked in quickly.
The door was closed. The battleship's soundproofing system was so perfect that even if one pressed against the door one could not hear the conversation inside the room.
Wu Zimo sat opposite Rocard. He certainly understood that Rocard, the adjutant of the Condemnation Legion, would come to him specially because he must have something important to discuss with him. Wu Zimo never thought that he was a popular interstellar currency that could attract the attention of a big shot like Rocard.
"I know. I wonder what Major General Maka wants to talk to me about?"
"Hey, Xiao Momo, it's not like we haven't met before. We are so familiar with each other. You can call me Brother Rokar. Don't be so serious."
“…”
Uncle, you can’t be handsome for more than three seconds?
Rocard, who originally wanted to play the emotional card, could only continue rolling his eyes when he saw Wu Zimo's dead eyes. Who says kids nowadays are easy to coax? Come out and I will beat you to death!
It’s not that children nowadays are difficult to please, it’s that you, Major General, are too lazy. MO God rejects this ugly statement.
The effect of pretending was not good, and the emotional card made the other party roll his eyes. Rocard had no choice but to speak directly: "During the school year assessment, you asked Mocha and the others to use the parent-child system. I want to confirm with you, is this system really developed by you?"
Don't blame Rocard for asking this question in front of Wu Zimo, because if the parent-child system was really developed by Wu Zimo alone, then his arrangements for Wu Zimo would have to be adjusted again.
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