The necklace was very delicately made. The thin chain was twisted out of cold silver scraps. The color of the flap was darker and more aged. Wei San also carved a thorn pattern on the flap. Looking closely, the four crossed thorn patterns seemed to tie up the things inside the flap.
Ying Xingjue looked up at the necklace and hesitated to take it.
"I don't believe in the Independence Army." Wei San still held the chain and did not withdraw his hand. "You come and keep it for me."
"... and Jin Ke and the others." Ying Xingjue whispered.
Wei San suddenly took a step forward and was very close to him.
Ying Xingjue's fingertips moved slightly, but he didn't retreat in the end. Instead, he heard Wei San say with a faint cold smile: "Of them and you, I want your... perception more."
The temptation of super 3s level perception is far greater than that of 3s level, otherwise Wei San would not always be disturbed by Ying Xingjue's perception.
Wei San stepped forward again, and the two of them almost reappeared the distance before. She separated the chain, raised her hands, and prepared to help Ying Xingjue put on this "necklace" herself.
Ying Xingjue raised his hand to push it away, but she held his wrist, pressed it down, and then released it.
"I will put a micro data recorder on your neck, if I become completely infected and want to kill you." Wei San's hands were already around his neck, and with a light click, he buckled the chain, "You can press this button."
Ying Xingjue lowered his eyes and didn't look at her, his eyelashes trembling, and finally whispered: "What if I want to kill you if I'm not completely infected?"
After putting on the 'necklace', Wei San took a step back, stretched out his hand to smooth the 'pendant', and thought: the old silver style looks good on his neck.
Ying Xingjue was still waiting for Wei San's answer, looking at her quietly.
Wei San raised his eyebrows slightly: "A commander known as the Star of the Empire should not be so impulsive. I'll go back first, see you at the joint training."
She walked to the window and prepared to leave, and suddenly turned to Ying Xingjue and said: "Don't tell Jin Ke and the others about this, just keep it a secret between us, okay?"
Wei San spoke lightly with a smile on his face, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter.
Ying Xingjue looked at Wei San quietly with his black eyes, and after a while he said: "I won't press it, don't be completely infected."
"I will try my best." After Wei San finished speaking, he jumped out of the window and walked down.
The room fell into silence again. Ying Xingjue stood there for a long time without moving, her eyes fixed on the empty window. After a while, she raised her hand and touched the "pendant", which seemed to still carry the residual temperature of her fingertips.
...
Wei San had just left Ying Xingjue's room, and the smile on her face disappeared. She did not go back directly, but found a training rest area, facing a mirror, and exposed her neck.
Before she came out, she had brought a knife and the medicine that Xu Zhen had given her last time.
It was indeed painful to use a knife to cut open the epidermis of the back of the neck without anesthesia, but Wei San's hands were still very steady except that her face turned a little pale. She placed the micro data recorder on the back of her neck herself and finally applied the medicine.
Wei San wiped the remaining blood on the back of his neck, stood in front of the mirror, and waited for the wound to heal before turning around and leaving.
"Wei San, why are you here?" Ding Hemei was sweating, her training suit was soaked, and there was a tear at her waist, obviously she had just come from training.
"I was just passing by."
"You haven't been to our school team training ground for a long time." Ding Hemei wiped her face with the towel around her neck.
"So I came to take a look." Wei San changed the subject, "Senior, let me help you take a look at the mecha. During the game, I felt that your mecha had some problems with its mobility."
Ding Hemei agreed immediately, and pulled Wei San back to the training ground.
Nowadays, A-class mechas are too simple for Wei San. It took her half an hour to check and adjust the entire mecha for Ding Hemei.
The team has a mecha master, so there will be no problem with the general direction of Ding Hemei's mecha, but after Wei San's adjustment, Ding Hemei can't tell what has changed when using it, but it just fits better.
"Senior sister, I'm going back first. I have to go to training in the evening." Wei San said hello and left.
When I returned to the dormitory, the four people were still in the living room. They were obviously waiting anxiously, but when they saw Wei San coming back, they pretended not to care and chatted with each other.
Seeing Wei San going back to his room, Jin Ke spoke up: "Did you take it down?"
Wei San stood at the door of his room, holding the door handle, and turned his head: "It was taken down, I put it back, and it will only be used to record physical data in the future."
Jin Ke and Huo Xuanshan were fine, Liao Runing and Ying Chenghe showed the most obvious relief.
Wei San smiled sincerely: "I'm a little hungry, let's go to dinner together later, and then go to training."
"Then we'll wait for you outside." Huo Xuanshan said.
...
According to custom, after the game is over, the next game will be drawn. This time it was a little late, and the organizers of each school were investigating people with suspicious backgrounds.
"The whole federation is about to become a sieve." Xiang Minghua was called in for investigation several times in a row, and came out to complain to Jie Yuman.
"We really need to investigate it thoroughly. Attacking cadets in broad daylight, the last incident on Nanpasi Star was already a lesson." Jie Yu frowned, "But, I don't think we can find out much with this kind of background check and interrogation. It's been decades since that instructor at the Imperial Military Academy. If it weren't for the video as evidence, who would have guessed that there was something wrong with him."
Although the face was not captured in the video taken by Wei San, people who are familiar with the person can recognize who it is at a glance.
Xiang Minghua sighed, "Has the Independence Army infiltrated to this extent? Why? To seize power?"
But twenty years have passed, and apart from the shocking planet massacre that year, there has been no major movement from the Independence Army's large forces. There will only be occasional indiscriminate killings, but that's rare.
This year, there are more, and there are already several.
"It's almost time. The next competition will be drawn this afternoon." Jie Yuman said, "Ying Xingjue will participate this time. I don't know if the score will be pulled back."
"In the current situation, I will be thankful if I can finish the competition well." Xiang Minghua now only hopes that the students of Damocles Military Academy can get through this competition safely. He is worried all day and can't sleep or eat well.
"It will take training." Jie Yuman walked out side by side with him, "Li Ze is coming from the military area. He will go there in advance after the competition today."
"If he comes, will there be enough people in District 13?" Xiang Minghua has not received this news yet.
"The situation in District 13 is not as serious as that in District 5. Li Ze coming here will be an extra person." Jie Yuman said, "He has been promoted again.
The higher-ups asked Li Ze to come here to guard the place, so he doesn't have to be a rescuer." Xiang Minghua nodded and said nothing more.
The organizers have three main interpreters. Yu Tianhe is from the Nanpaxi Military Academy, Lu Zheng is from Xinpingtong Academy, and Xi Haotian is from the Samuel Military Academy. This time Ying Yuerong has returned from Huanyexing. Now only the Damocles Military Academy has no organizers.
...
In the afternoon, the venue will be drawn in the square. The local representative in charge this time is Xiao Eli's father.
Unlike the representatives of other stars, the Eli family showed off their wealth as soon as they arrived, and gave everyone in the five major military academies a big bag of local specialties, a real sack, and the bag was exquisite, with gold thread inlays.
Xiao Eli's father came early and personally delivered the gifts to the main team members of the five major military academies.
Starting with the Imperial Military Academy, he was very diligent in giving the gift to Ying Xingjue, and even wanted to hold Ying Xingjue's hand to chat, but was avoided.
Xiao Eli's father did not feel embarrassed at all, and continued to happily give gifts to everyone and praise them. He was completely different from Xiao Eli's personality, who only said offensive words.
"Student Wei, I remember that you like to eat the cakes made by our family." Xiao Yilai's father carried an extra big box to Wei San and whispered, "It's freshly made and still warm."
The housekeeper behind him: "..."
It turned out that it was not made for Master Yilai, but for Wei San. I don't know who said that Wei San had given him a potion last time, how come after so many days, the potion took effect again.
Wei San looked down at a bag and a half-person-high box at his feet, and looked up at Xiao Yilai's father.
"My son, classmate Wei, please be patient. He is a stupid person." Xiao Yilai's father was hiding his back to the direction of Samuel Military Academy. "Well, you can ask our Yilai family for help in the future."
Is he really trying to please him?
Jin Ke stood by and squinted at Xiao Yilai's father.
After he left, Ying Chenghe lowered his head and touched the box, and sighed: "This is the material of an A-level star beast."
"I have seen this once in the Imperial Capital Star." Master Liao opened it on the spot, rummaged through the bag, took out something edible, and tore it to eat.
Wei San took out another large box of snacks and divided them up.
At this time, Xiao Yilai's father had already walked onto the stage, ready to draw the next stadium.
He first talked about the culture and customs of White Dwarf, so that the cadets could come and play more often when they were not competing in the future. He turned a serious lottery meeting into his own solo speech.
The organizer next to him had coughed several times, but he ignored it and continued to enthusiastically recommend the 67th specialty of White Dwarf.
In the end, the butler stepped forward and poked Xiao Eli's father on the back, and he stopped recommending and started to draw the next venue.
"Stop."
The light curtain stopped rolling with the voice of Xiao Eli's father, and the name of a star appeared in front of everyone.
——Willard Star.
Xiao Eli's father took a breath in his heart, and was glad that at least he had just greeted Wei San.
This star is not big, but it has been very famous in recent years. The media coverage rate of each competition is no less than that of the classic stadium.
Because Damocles Military Academy and Samuel Military Academy had a deadly feud here.
As soon as this name came out, Samuel Military Academy immediately became nervous, including their main team. Gao Xuelin frequently looked at the main team of Damocles Military Academy.
In recent years, Samuel Military Academy has often bullied people from Damocles Military Academy on this star.
Things have changed. In this year's competition, everyone with a discerning eye knows that Samuel Military Academy cannot beat Damocles Military Academy. I'm afraid Damocles Military Academy will have to regain its ground here.
In fact, when they saw the name of the next venue, the main team of Damocles Military Academy did not show any big expression, and they were all thinking about other things.
On the stage, Xiao Eli's father continued to promote it and refused to leave.
Off the stage, in front of the Imperial Military Academy team, Ying Xingjue slightly side-glanced at Wei San over there, and his fingertips gently rested on the "pendant" on his chest.