Chapter 106 His Philosophy
After leaving the military zone, Elvis went to the First Federal Military Academy.
Half a year has passed since this year's freshman examination. If you want to enter the school, you can only apply by "making up the exam".
The military academy supplementary examination is divided into a mental strength level test and an ability test. However, if the applicant has already been tested in a medical institution in the central area and has excellent results, he or she only needs to bring the test certificate and be introduced by the recommender to enter the school directly.
After talking with the principal, Elvis made a video call to Tong Wanwan on his way back.
The girl connected to the optical computer very quickly, and the video function projected a half-real, half-virtual three-dimensional image of a real person in the air, showing her current appearance.
Her black hair was tied loosely in a ponytail at the back of her head, revealing her slender neck and rosy ears.
When the call was first connected, Tong Wanwan was processing food on the chopping board. She was wearing an apron and holding a kitchen knife, and it was not convenient for her to stop.
She is very good at cutting. With one hand, she holds the ingredients down while the other hand cuts without hesitation. The angle and speed of each cut are very uniform. Using the "rolling knife" method, she processes the green bamboo shoots, potatoes and other ingredients into slices.
The girl's knuckles were thin, her eyelids slightly drooped. When she exerted force, her shoulders curved beautifully, her collarbone distinct.
Ivis held his breath unconsciously, his eyes fixed on her.
It was the first time for him to observe the other person's neat and neat cooking posture at such a close distance.
In her familiar territory, even the black hair that fluttered slightly with the movement of the knife exuded a charm that made it difficult to look away.
"Mr. Marshal," the girl said, unaware of anything, lowering her eyes. "Does it look good?"
Ives never looked away: "It looks good."
"Really?" Tong Wanwan chuckled. After she finished, she placed her fingers flat on the knife handle and poured all the ingredients, cut into even thicknesses, onto the plate. She brought the plate closer for Mr. Marshal to admire. "I think it's a beautiful cut this time, too."
Ivis paused for a moment before he suddenly realized that the girl's question about "whether it looks good" was not referring to the person, but to the skillful knife skills she demonstrated.
The silver-haired man took another serious look.
“Very impressive.”
Tong Wanwan didn't notice the difference between his two answers. She only knew that she had been praised twice in a row by the First Marshal of the Federation.
Elvis praised her!
She couldn't help but feel a little proud in her heart, and the smile on her face deepened a little: "Thank you, Mr. Marshal!"
The meal I'm preparing now is a rehearsal for inviting Lily and Davina over for dinner tomorrow. As for Mr. Marshal...his status is special, so it's not convenient for him to visit in human form, so I'll just give him a gift.
Choosing a gift requires careful consideration.
"Mr. Marshal, do you have something to say to me?" Tong Wanwan washed her hands, took off her apron, and sat back on the sofa in the living room.
He sits well-behaved, like a kid in kindergarten waiting for the teacher to ask questions.
Elvis discovered that although Tong Wanwan had a gentle personality, she was surprisingly strong. This heinous kidnapping case did not leave any shadow in her heart.
Her eyes were pure, and when she looked at him, it seemed as if a faint light passed through the translucent projection screen and went straight into his heart.
Moreover, her black hair was soft and fine, and her eyes and eyebrows were gentle, like a beautiful elf emerging from the water after the moonlight sank into the sea, making him fall into this unique moonlight.
Elvis told the kidnappers everything that happened.
Although she was surprised by the kidnapper's sudden death and his identity as a fan before the crime, Tong Wanwan accepted it all.
"One more thing," Ivis said bluntly, "I've applied for admission for you, and you can go directly there next week."
"Wanwan, congratulations on officially becoming a cadet in the First Army of the Federation."
"So fast?!" Tong Wanwan opened her eyes wide, an expression of unconcealable surprise on her face.
She remembers it very clearly: the only time she went to the military academy was when her fan Arnold took her to visit.
However, at that time, she was just an "ordinary" federal citizen.
Ever since visiting the military academy, Tong Wanwan has always longed for the school's learning resources, training atmosphere, and warm and free campus life.
Before she traveled through time, due to financial problems, she had to work part-time while attending school. In order to start working and earn money as soon as possible, she completed all the credits in advance and graduated "skipping a grade."
But now…
She was qualified to step into a new world and had the opportunity to experience campus life again.
"Do I need to make any preparations?" Tong Wanwan was eager to try.
"Don't be nervous," Ivis glanced out the window and turned the projection screen, changing the background from the aircraft to the scenery outside the window. "The test book accurately records your mental strength level and test results. You only need to submit this information to the chairman of the military academy."
"It's best not to reveal your true spiritual power level to others, whether it's teachers, instructors, or classmates and friends."
In a world where strength is paramount, Elvis does not want to give her an overly beautiful Garden of Eden.
"If one's actions are superior to others, the public will inevitably criticize him." He said in a deep voice, "Wanwan, your mental power level is very high. Over the years, there have been very few Double S's in the Federation. Your potential determines that you will have much more to learn and face challenges than ordinary people. Therefore, I hope you can hide some of it and protect yourself."
Elvis: "The better you are, the more you must guard against the malicious intent around you."
This world is not just about light.
He hopes that the girl who has this opportunity can also have the matching strength and a strong heart that can afford it.
Only in this way can she avoid being hurt when he can't reach her.
Tong Wanwan nodded obediently, several times in a row, like a cute rabbit wiggling its ears. "Yeah! I understand."
"Thank you, Herr Marshal."
She never gets tired of saying thank you, especially to Elvis.
"However," Ivis changed the subject and said seriously, "When someone bullies you, there's no need to hide your strength. Safety is the most important thing, okay?"
"When you can't handle it yourself..." Ivis met her gaze, his eyes sincere and firm, "You can hide behind me."
“…”
Tong Wanwan was stunned.
Once again, she broke away from the perspective of looking up at the "Federal Marshal" and saw the person Elvis.
Slowly, the smile slipped from his brows.
Fell into black, flaming, sparkling eyes.
"Okay." She finally responded softly.
(End of this chapter)
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