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The rise of artificial intelligence and the wars that follow have brought humanity together as never before.

At the moment of the survival of the species, everyone finally chose to form an alliance.

This is not a superhero movie. There will be no transformed or mutated humans, and no kind-hearted visitors from the M78 Nebula will lend a helping hand. Only the world's human beings can unite and work together to gradually take back the land occupied by artificial intelligence and re-establish a safe zone suitable for human development and survival.

Today, a hundred years have passed since the initial war, and a hundred years have passed since the establishment of the United Nations government.

For a hundred years, the common languages ​​are still Chinese, English, Spanish, Russian, French and Arabic. All children are educated in six languages ​​from birth and are proficient in at least four of them. The remaining languages, such as Italian, German, Korean, Japanese, etc., are regarded as local languages ​​and can be used as electives outside of formal classes.

The military had higher requirements and had to master six languages. In order to join the expedition team, Ivy studied hard and learned German in addition to the six languages.

The unity of mankind has also further promoted the convergence of races. Surnames have become less important in this era. As long as the parents and the individual are willing, even if you choose the surname "Salmon Dream", you will not be rejected. Only a small number of people can try to identify the race of their ancestors by their names, such as the typical Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li, Zhou, Wu, Zheng, and Wang, or "Smith", "Johnson", "Williams", "Muller", "Martin", or "Suzuki", "Sato", and "Takahashi".

Even more people have a variety of names. Those who are obsessed with history name themselves "Emperor Gaozong of Tang", while those who are nostalgic for their homeland name themselves "Emperor Wu Han", not to mention "X Zi Han", "X Yinuo" and "X Yu Xuan", which have a high rate of duplication.

Ivy and her partner's name, Hector, are both very ordinary. There are hundreds of "Ivy" and "Hector" in this world.

The name "Lorraine" is not repeated often.

Judging from his hair color, eye color and delicate skin, this handsome but cold teacher most likely has Asian genes, but his bone structure tends to be Western - his superior brow bones give him a pair of affectionate eyes, but he himself is like silver titanium alloy.

No wonder Nana whispered to Ivy that he seemed to be using a fake name.

Nana is one year younger than Ivy. She is lively, active, talkative and cheerful.

She studied paleontology research and conservation in college, and after joining the expedition team, she mainly worked as a clerical worker; applying to join the expedition team as a clerical worker does not require such high physical fitness.

The two of them lived in very close dormitories. On the first night of school, Nana brought her computer to Ivy's dorm and showed it to her.

"Look," said Nana, "I searched the news for the last thirty years and found no officer named 'Lorraine'!"

Ivy lowered her head, concentrating on drafting the divorce agreement, and responded to her: "Maybe he is doing some confidential tasks?"

Nana pondered: "It's not impossible."

The light from the computer screen shone on Ivy's face, reflecting a bright and clear picture.

She had written this divorce agreement three times, and it was more painful than writing a graduation thesis. Every time she typed a word, she could hear the painful wail of a brain cell dying.

After half an hour of hard work, I managed to squeeze out two lines of words.

Now, except for blank inspiration, lack of language, and countless wandering souls of brain cells, her brain was filled with nothing but empty thoughts and empty words.

I still have to continue writing.

This marriage based on data matching has already shown huge problems.

When she was thinking about divorce, Ivy tried to find out what her parents thought.

Obviously, they are somewhat dissatisfied with their daughter's "widowed marriage" and have some complaints. So, they should not be very opposed to her choice of divorce?

As for Mr. Hector, who disappeared from the face of the earth after marriage, Ivy thought that he must also hate this kind of breeding relationship.

Five minutes later, Ivy typed out two more words with difficulty.

Nana was curious and poked her head in: "What are you writing?"

Ivy quickly closed her computer: "Nothing."

She changed the subject and asked Nana: "Have you found any information about Teacher Lorraine?"

"I was just about to tell you, you're right," Nana said with a smile, "I just got into the training school's backend database and found that Teacher Lorraine's information is indeed top secret!"

Ivy screamed: "...Don't act so innocently and do such a terrible thing! Do you know that infiltrating the military system is illegal, Nana!?! Quit now! Ahhhhh don't show it to me - I don't want to be fired!!!"

I spent two days in fear.

Ivy breathed a sigh of relief only after she was sure that no one had handcuffed her and Nana and no one wanted to expel her from school.

If she loses the opportunity she exchanged for her freedom of marriage because of something like this, she will be so upset that she will curse Nana to never have a fork to eat instant noodles again.

Nana, who has superb hacking skills, worked secretly for a long time and told Ivy regretfully that she could not get Teacher Lorraine's resume at all, nor did she know his specific military title. She only confirmed one thing, which was his real name.

It's a pity that Nana can't take Lorraine's course. He only teaches classes to those soldiers on the front line - such as Ivy.

On the third day after entering school, Ivy finally attended Lorraine's first class.

The course was well planned, and Lorraine taught students to use some new military weapons, including but not limited to guns, cannons and some portable munitions.

These are all things that Ivy is interested in.

On the first day of class, Lorraine strictly emphasized the rules of training and class.

First, during the training period, everyone must call him "Teacher";

Second, this temporary "teacher-student identity" only exists during the training period, and once it ends, they will no longer have any relationship.

…

Hearing this, ex-boyfriend Song Xu quietly complained to Ivy: "He must not want us to ask him for help in the future."

As he said this, each strand of his hair shone with beautiful golden luster, and his sapphire eyes looked at her: "I don't know why, but I always feel like I've seen him somewhere before."

Ivy and Song Xu broke up peacefully.

Even if love doesn't work, the love still exists. She kindly reminded: "Don't talk, just listen carefully."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lorraine, who was standing on the podium, held a black pointer in her hand, looked at them and said in a moderate voice, "Student Ivy."

Ivy was startled: "Here!"

She was tall and stood at the back, very close to the back door of the classroom.

The two of them were much closer than when they first met. Ivy didn't want to look Lorraine in the face; the other person's appearance was too much in line with her aesthetic taste, and she didn't want to make an impolite look at the teacher in class.

"You look like you have something urgent to say," Lorraine asked. "Is that so?"

Ivy said: "Report to the teacher, no."

Lorraine said coldly: "Then wait until I finish speaking - this is also the third point, when I am teaching, you are not allowed to whisper - no matter how much you miss your classmates around you."

Ivy's face was hot.

Lorraine stopped looking at her and continued talking.

The 100-minute class finally ended.

As soon as the class was over, Song Xu complained to Ivy: "The teacher is too strict. We are not children anymore. Is it necessary to control us like this?"

Ivy turned around and made a "stop" gesture, with a splitting headache: "Don't forget that he is a soldier, and corporal punishment is allowed in the military - did you notice the whip in his hand? Next time you violate classroom discipline, he can whip you directly with the whip."

Song Xu was startled: "No way?"

Ivy frowned: "Who knows? Anyway, don't talk to me in class and don't drag me into this."

Song Xu stopped her and hesitated for a moment. Seeing Ivy's impatient expression, he spoke hastily: "Hey, I don't want to either, okay? You blocked my number for half a year - it's been so long, are you still not angry now?"

Ivy was stunned: "What?"

She took out her cell phone, flipped through it, and sure enough, she found "Sweetheart Squirrel" on the blacklist.

No wonder I haven't received any news from him in the past six months.

Ivy had no impression of this.

She didn't remember blocking him, although he could be really clingy sometimes.

Song Xu looked at her resentfully: "I admit that I was responsible for the breakup. I shouldn't have quarreled with you at that time, but——"

"Student Ivy."

The sound of lifeless titanium interrupted them.

Ivy stood up straight: "Good evening, teacher."

Lorraine, dressed in a dark military uniform, walked over steadily and stopped at a distance. The setting sun fell on his face, and his long eyelashes cast a cold shadow in his dark eyes.

Ivy looked away, not looking at his face.

She found that when she looked straight ahead, she could only see Lorraine's Adam's apple and the distinct blue veins on her neck.

He was very tall, with broad shoulders neatly supporting the epaulettes of his black military uniform, and a military belt cinched around his thin waist.

Ivy was a little afraid of him.

Maybe it's because the other party has actually been to the battlefield.

Lorraine's gloved hands no longer held the pointer. She flipped through two thin pieces of paper. Ivy recognized that they were her application forms.

"I need to verify the direction of your application," Lorraine said. "You submitted two applications to join the team. The first time you applied for the position of an inspector, and the second time, you applied to go to the front line to perform detection and cleanup tasks."

Ivy straightened up and answered, "Yes."

Song Xu was surprised: "No wonder you went to class with me... Did you choose to go to the front line just for me? Silly girl——"

"Shut up," Lorraine interrupted him. "I didn't ask you."

"…There's nothing wrong with the application," Ivy explained to Lorraine, choosing her words carefully. "I think I'm more suitable to go to the front."

The way Song Xu looked at her was almost melting into a ball of beautiful spring water.

"That's just what you think," Lorraine flipped through the two pieces of paper and gave the order without question, "Your physical fitness test score is good, but you haven't received any military training before - contact Xin Lan now and apply for a change of position."

"I'm sorry, I don't want to change. I still have half a year of training time," Ivy insisted, worried about being driven away from the front line, "I will work hard."

"Try?" Lorraine said coldly, "Try to die more dignifiedly in front of an out-of-control robot?"

Ivy: “…”

His language is good! Harsh! Mean!

"I won't teach you," Lorraine handed her the two pieces of paper and looked down at her without a smile on his face. "You know, I can't be your teacher."