Chapter 16 Her Wildfire. Reverence: Man to God or dog to man...

This year's freshman tryout will be a big punishment, which is the unanimous consensus of all students in the forum.

The mystery of the third-year combat department returning to school in time for the start of the semester has finally been solved. There are many people who brought small stools and fruits and melon seeds to the side of the playground to watch the miserable plight of the first-years.

There is a reason why the combat department is always called the livestock department by other departments. Because of the basic virtual battlefield points, students from both star network engineering and mecha maintenance must brush them, although the score requirements are different for different majors. However,

the individual capabilities of the combat department are notoriously strong. When countless people were about to cross the line, they were matched with the "appropriate" combat department, and thus suffered a tragic failure and lost points.

In addition, the combat department's training is even more intensive, which makes the other departments in the school exhausted.

Oscar broadcasted it in real time. He opened a live broadcast in the forum.

Eric on the first floor: Has this year's freshman king not come out yet?

xxxx on the second floor: It's almost there, I see A on the sidelines has already started to call people to assemble. aaa on the

third floor: The prize for the freshman king will be the third year of the combat department?

4th floor, I won't change my name if I don't take a thousand points: They are sure they will come out after training.

5th floor [Anonymous]: I hope the reward is a week of sparring with the third year.

6th floor, better3: I laughed to death, how is that different from torture.

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Oscar looked at the discussion in the forum. As expected by the forum, there is a competition for freshmen every year - it's not an official one.

At first, it was a private duel among the young people, but later it became a little more formal, organized by the seniors of the school who served as instructors.

The advantage of this is that the seniors can see the excitement, and the freshmen can find their own leaders. And there are people watching to prevent someone from getting too excited and causing a real death.

Tang En watched them running on the playground.

This is no different from a lion lying behind a bush and watching a gazelle running on the grassland.

It is a bit leisurely, and with a little scrutiny.

The main thing is that this group of freshmen is no different from the gazelles, just as stunned, just as happily running in the dust, and will be dazed when they see the lion.

Tang En also saw Placido, the child who looked at her in a daze from time to time.

Sigma and the boy with red eyes reminded her of some distant memories. She remembered the little boy she had met before, whom she had dressed up as a little girl and taken through half of the main city of Sigma, and then promised him the life he wanted.

But this has nothing to do with the current Plaus.

Even if Plaus is the little boy, their reunion was the result of Plaus's own efforts, and had nothing to do with her. Why would she go up and claim credit for it? That's what Tang En thought.

Tang En's indifference and coldness towards human relationships were proportional to her kindness and tenderness.

The promise at that time was to repay Plaus for taking her to find a temporary place to stay, so that she had time to buffer and seize the opportunity to leave Sigma. Later, Phaerus made his own way, and that was a matter of one thing and one thing only.

Moreover, Tang En could not be 100% sure whether Phaerus was the child from that year.

So it was better to treat him as a stranger he had just met.

When the gazelles dispersed after taking a rest, Phaerus found Tang En.

Tang En was standing under a tree drinking water at that time, she was tired of sitting.

Felix was still quiet and shy. He said, "Sister, are the freshmen living with you in trouble?"

Tang En paused while drinking water. She replied, "No one lives with me. Your sister is too unpopular."

Felix immediately retorted when he heard her words:

"Sister is the most popular person in the whole school! They must be afraid to disturb her because they admire her too much." Tang

En touched his chin.

Felix's respectful expression was indeed very cute.

"Really? I think they are mostly afraid of me. After all, many A's are quite motivated."

Felix:......

- He felt that Tang En was too tolerant.

Tang En didn't mind chatting with Phaerus for a while. Generally speaking, Phaerus didn't make her dislike him, and that was enough.

"Can you adapt to life in school?" Tang En asked.

Phaerus nodded and said, "Of course, the capital system is much better than Sigma."

Tang En smiled and said, "If you have time, you can go outside the school to take a look during the break."

The whistle for the assembly of other departments had already sounded, and their break time should be coming soon. Phaerus left reluctantly.

Tang En called him and handed him sunscreen.

Felix was stunned for a moment, then took the half-empty bottle of sunscreen. It was the first time that he felt Tang En's concern for his face, but he surprisingly didn't feel disgusted.

Perhaps he himself didn't realize that although he was a little pretentious when facing Tang En, it was indeed the most relaxed time for him. This was actually a bit funny, because the relationship between the two of them was always a cat-and-mouse relationship.

The body of the sunscreen bottle seemed to still carry a little of the warmth of Tang En's hand.

When Felix passed by Oscar, he greeted him in a good mood.

Oscar was still operating the optical computer to reply to the floor. He was a little confused when he saw that Phyllus greeted him, "Hello... who are you?"

Now it was Phyllus' turn to be confused, "Senior, it's me."

Oscar smiled guiltily and said to Phyllus:

"So you are a junior from the Combat Department. Thank you for your hard work in the trial training. You should compete together later. Don't be afraid, just go ahead. Senior brother is rooting for you. Don't embarrass the Combat Department.

"Okay, bye!"

He spoke very quickly, and went through the entire process of greeting, chatting, and saying goodbye in one sentence. Phyllus couldn't even find room to interrupt.

——It seems that he really didn't recognize him. He even refused to call him by name.

Phyllus realized that it turned out that Senior Brother Oscar was face-blind.

On the day of freshman registration, Oscar had stared at his face, and Oscar had also checked his information himself. It didn't make sense that after just a few days, they didn't even know if he was from the Operations Department.

Seeing Oscar, who was face-blind, actually put the camera next to Tang En, there was a feeling that Oscar was not afraid of death.

And Tang En seemed to acquiesce, blinking his left eye at Philus.

School forum:

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68th floor [Anonymous]: Who is the junior with white hair, red eyes and a pointed chin?

69th floor, obey the will of God D: Revot from the Operations Department.

70th floor [Anonymous]: From the Operations Department, run away.

71st floor Gold Digger: We really need to take care of this, why is such a good-looking junior from the Operations Department, can't he be transferred to other departments, can't we all be single?

72F aaa: The fight has begun, the fight has begun!

73F [Anonymous]: ...

74F Gold Digger: ...

75F aaa: ...

76F Obey the Will of God D: The opponent has flown away.

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All the freshmen in this playground sat in a circle, three layers inside and three layers outside, thus forming a circular ring with the crowds of people.

Felix stood in the center of the circular ring.

His defeated general was lying on the edge of the circular ring, lying on the knees of several AABBs.

Alicia, whistling, smiled and counted on her fingers on the first-year who fell to the ground. The anxious people who were pinned down pushed and shoved him to get him to stand up.

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1!"

"Help him down. Who else wants to challenge the Combat Department's Philus Revotte? He has already defeated his Beta classmate."

Alicia raised her hand as a sign.

Philus crossed his fingers and flexed his fists.

He had taken off his hat, and his long white hair was tied into a braid with a rubber band, hanging down behind him like a horse's mane. He was unusually sober now, and felt like he had finally stood in the octagonal cage.

- If he had differentiated into A at that time

"Lambert from the Command Department."

Another newcomer came on stage. And he was not from the Combat Department. Only at this stage was the first-year competition interesting.

Everyone is a student who has just entered the military academy. Even if the combat department has better physical and mental conditions, they have hardly undergone systematic training, so any department has the possibility of winning.

In a few years, other departments will definitely not be able to beat the majors that specialize in training individual combat capabilities.

The next person on the field is still an A. Philus has already smelled a faint smell of pungent tobacco, which is not pleasant.

Alicia warned him: "Take back your pheromones."

Lambert waved his hands and said, "Okay."

Although it is inevitable that A will have some pheromones when fighting, Alicia does not want to stimulate the territorial awareness of all the new A's present because of one person's pheromones, which will be a mess.

Philus rubbed his neck.

He recognized who this Lambert was. He was one of the people who had quarreled on the second floor on the first day of school, the boy A who glared at him, and also one of the lucky ones who moved to the third-year dormitory.

And Lambert was still thinking that not only could he take this opportunity to have physical contact with Phyllus, but he might even win the championship in the end and wish that he could move out of the third-year dormitory as soon as possible.

All of them, the first-years who were caught by Tang En on the day of moving to the dormitory, were arranged to live with the third-years.

You know, those third-year A's who didn't have roommates before were used to having their own dormitories, and the rooms were full of overbearing pheromones.

The level of pheromones was even higher than his own.

As a result, Lambert felt uneasy when he slept at night, like a thief sleeping in someone else's home.

Tang En was always outside the circle of people. Next to her stood a woman with gray-green eyes, wearing a training uniform similar to Tang En's. Judging from her height, she was probably an A as well. The two were talking at the moment.

"Lambert, I remember him." Iris said.

Tang En also found Lambert familiar. He was one of the people she had thrown into the dormitory a few days ago - and he seemed to be the son of the Minister of General Affairs.

"Is he in the same dormitory with you?" Tang En asked.

Iris shook her head slightly and said, "He and Alicia share a dormitory."

The movements of Felix on the field were very crisp and neat. In his fighting, one could vaguely see some military characteristics, but more of it was a kind of savagery that did not match his image. This savagery was reflected in all aspects, such as the non-standard movements mixed in between several standard movements, the attack positions, and the combos that were completely out of place.

"Where did this wild fighting come from?" Iris said in disgust.

Tang En was not surprised and said, "Because the people of Sigmar are simple and honest."

Iris looked at Tang En and found that she was not interested in their conversation. Tang En's eyes were firmly fixed on the first-year student in the center of the field.

If you put aside your prejudice, that freshman is also remarkable except for his wild ways. When Iris questioned herself in her freshman year, she couldn't do better than him.

This is a kind of ideological crushing.

People who have never seen life and death will not be ruthless to the people in front of them. They always want to leave a way out, without thinking that the situation may be reversed at any time, and then they will be the ones to die - this cannot be compensated by skills.

Therefore, at this time, Cyrus exudes a strong vitality.

Just like when a wildfire spreads, the yellow grass swaying wildly in the heat wave will also have a pair of blue eyes, staring at him closely.