Chapter 53 is coming...
"This isn't Dr. Li's infirmary." Instructor Chen returned to his seat and looked at the half-dead Kion. "Okay, get up. I'll show you something to cheer you up."
Kion climbed up, his every move like a soulless walking corpse: "I will never be well again. I will never be well again in my lifetime."
"Has Su Li now learned to absorb people's souls through the full-system projection?" Instructor Chen tried to analyze the cause of Kaion's illness.
"There's no difference, absolutely no difference." Kion covered his head in pain. "It's only halfway through the original trial period, and she wants me to complete the final assessment and lead the students within ten days. What a joke! What an interstellar joke!"
"She's crazy too." Instructor Chen started fiddling with his tea leaves again. He also needed to calm down.
"She'll have to come herself to review the results of the final assessment." Kion rubbed his nose. "When she gets here, I think the first thing she'll do is tie me to a tree and let me hang myself."
Instructor Chen paused.
"Don't even think about escaping. Hang yourself on the tree next to me." Kion said gloomily, "Okay, if you have any good news that can cheer me up, show me."
Instructor Chen sent over the report card for this shooting training. When Kaion saw the names and scores of the top two, his eyes lit up, and the small dark clouds that had been hovering above his head suddenly cleared up.
"These two monsters that showed up in the team competition are head-snatching machines. The other one is our commander, the one holding the Grim Reaper's scythe." Kion was completely optimistic about the future. He wanted to rush to the organizer, Skynet, and yell, "Open it now! My students are going to wreak havoc!"
He continued to flip through the transcript.
In third place was Shen Shouli, whose total score was one ring behind Xu Lingqu, a small gap. The two people behind him looked very familiar to Kaiong: Xu Xizhen and Jin. The difference between their scores was roughly 0.4-0.6.
The people behind them were Wang Qihu and Liu Ning, students who had maintained above-average performance throughout the trial training period. They were separated by 2 rings and their scores were very close.
And later on, it was basically a big fight between noobs.
The stratification was too obvious. After reading the entire report card, Kion's expression became serious.
Kaiang had previously coached the best second- and third-year students at Moye, who were on the same level as Wang Qihu. When the school-level team competitions were held, this stratification would still exist, which could easily lead some students to develop negative thoughts.
Even if the sky falls, xxx will support it. If I die, I die. In the end, it is better to let the best ones fight against many opponents alone, and I will win without any effort.
Once such an idea appears, it is bound to result in the lower level constantly dragging down the upper level, and then starting to assimilate upwards, ultimately leading to only the best few people supporting the entire game, and they will also be dragged down one day.
Instructor Chen saw his expression change and knew that he had noticed what he wanted him to notice. Today's tea was not bitter, so he pushed a cup in front of Kaion.
"This is the good stuff you said would make me feel better." Kaion was traumatized by the poisonous water from last time, so he didn't dare to drink it rashly this time. He had to wait until Instructor Chen drank it himself before following suit.
"Yeah." Instructor Chen picked up the tea lid and scraped the foam off the tea. "When you start thinking about these things instead of being hanged by Su Li, that's when you start feeling better."
Kion nodded: "You're right." At this moment, all the messy things had withdrawn from his mind, and many plans for the final assessment had flashed through his mind.
He picked up the teacup, drank it all in a very heroic manner, and put the cup down heavily on the table: "Inspiration has come, and I am full of energy now!"
The knock was so loud that it was deafening. Instructor Chen didn't respond, but silently picked up his teacup and looked at the base.
"It's cracked, pay for it."
Kion: ...
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"You stand here, yes, don't move." Xu Lingqu was directing Wang Qihu to stand still on the training ground. At this moment, he had a steamed bun on his forehead.
A friend of Wang Qihu, Guan Zhongli, who also came from the Second Star System Command, was looking at Xu Lingqu helplessly, holding a gun borrowed from the gun storage room and bullets brought back by Kaion that only caused pain but no real damage when shot into the human body.
"You, shoot at the bun on his forehead." Xu Lingqu said lightly.
Wang Qihu's expression was about to crack.
I regret it. I regret it so much now!
Twenty minutes ago, Wang Qihu and his friends shamelessly went to Xu Lingqu for advice.
Guan Zhongli is a relatively outstanding student among this group of command-oriented students except Xu Lingqu.
His mental level is A-, and his physical fitness is also good, but shooting has always been his weakness. His family has spent a lot of money to hire a professional shooting coach for guidance, but there has been no improvement.
Wang Qihu looked at Xu Lingqu's irregular posture but god-like accuracy, and thought that the commander might be able to save his friend.
That's how he was saved.
Jin was laughing so hard that tears were about to come out, and sighed to Shen Shouli: "I said she was born to be Ares. This kind of torture is easy for her to use!"
Xu Xizhen was eager to try behind Guan Zhongli. He wondered if this guy could do it. If not, could he take over? This was really fun to watch.
"If you hit it, congratulations, your aim is better. If you missed, it's good that you didn't waste food." Xu Lingqu felt he needed to explain a few more words to increase his credibility. "It's just that it might be a waste of your friend."
Xu Lingqu believed she was teaching seriously and had no intention of teasing anyone. Her experience was that true knowledge comes from actual combat, and that people are better than targets. Furthermore, she was only willing to teach because of Wang Qihu's kindness; otherwise, she wouldn't bother.
"Thank you." Guan Zhongli took a deep breath, looked at his friend who was about to cry, and took aim at the steamed bun. He wanted to make sure it didn't hit Wang Qihu, and he wanted to make sure it didn't go astray. He mentally encouraged himself and pulled the trigger.
Wang Qihu protected his vulnerable parts in an awkward posture, waiting for his friend's bullet to fall. After a gunshot, the steamed bun fell to the ground.
No one was hit! So touching!
Wang Qihu picked up the steamed bun on the ground in surprise to see if there were any bullet holes, but found none.
Guan Zhongli wouldn't have shot his gun so that it went astray into the sky. Was it because he was too afraid of the steamed bun falling off?
At this time, Guan Zhongli also came over. He took a look and finally found a "scratch" on Mantou.
Hit it.
Wang Qihu happily slapped his friend, almost sending him flying.
He was about to thank Xu Lingqu, but when he looked up, he found that they had all left.
"You're walking so fast." Wang Qihu scratched his head.
Guan Zhongli's smile faded a little at this time: "Don't you think they are too deeply bound?"
"Ah?" Wang Qihu didn't understand his friend's sudden words.
Guan Zhongli patted him on the shoulder and said, "If the final assessment is still a free-for-all among the students, who among the rest of us do you think can beat them?"
This is a very strong team, and Guan Zhongli has been observing them quietly for a long time.
"If you can't beat them, then you can't beat them." Wang Qihu still didn't understand Guan Zhongli's point and said directly.
"So what if I can't beat Xu Lingqu? That's normal."
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