Chapter 93

The Zerg of the interstellar era, at first glance, seemed to be an enlarged version of the Blue Star insects.

Yellow cold vertical pupils, black limbs with a metallic luster, tall and ugly body, although hundreds of meters away, Xia Yan felt as if he could smell a fishy smell.

It was a completely different pressure from the virtual world, which made people tremble.

The five students in the field subconsciously took a step back, and they were a little panicked during their actions, but after all, they were warriors carefully cultivated by the Empire, and they soon calmed down.

Two heavy-armored mechas took the lead to attract the attention of the Zerg, and the other two warriors controlled the output, and the last B-level member wandered on both sides, ready to support at any time.

The empty field made it impossible for the Zerg to ambush, but at the same time, it also made it impossible for the cadets to use tactics, so they had to fight head-on.

The Zerg had been imprisoned for a long time and had been hungry. When they were suddenly released, they were particularly fierce.

The five people in Group 1 were inevitably beaten, and one of them was kicked out by the Zerg's forelimbs and hit the protective barrier with a loud bang. The sound was painful.

The injured person slowed down for more than ten seconds, quickly adjusted the mecha, and returned to the center of the battle despite the injury.

Ten minutes later, after running-in, the five people cooperated more tacitly. It took another six minutes to finally chop off the head of the last Zerg and complete the first actual combat.

Five people jumped out of the cockpit and put the mecha back into the space button.

Four of them were only slightly injured, but the boy who was kicked out in the battle suddenly vomited blood, mixed with dirty fragments, staining the clean white school uniform red.

His teammates hurried to support him: "Hey... are you okay?"

"It's okay, I won't die." The boy waved his hand and refused the medical team's stretcher, "Just have to lie in the treatment room for a few hours."

"I'll take you there."

"No, I can walk by myself."

"Okay."

...

After the robot cleaned up the training ground, Team No. 2 went on the actual battle.

The school obviously allocated the teams. The stronger the team, the stronger the Zerg will encounter, and the more intense the battle will be.

The gushing Zerg blood, the white brain, the damaged mecha... and the mutilated human limbs.

All of this shows the cruelty of war.

Xia Yan sat in the waiting seat, his face pale as he watched a familiar classmate pick up his arm that was cut off by the Zerg, let the medical team inject him with hemostatics, and then went to the medical cabin to lie down and wait for recovery.

Ahhhhh!!! It's so damn scary!

Even with the original owner's memory, after seeing it with his own eyes, it was still a bit stimulating for Xia Yan, who came from the peacetime era. It was uncomfortable, but within the tolerable range.

The system hurriedly said: [Host, do you need to activate the mosaic function? ]

Xia Yan hesitated for a moment, glanced at the battlefield, and decided not to embarrass himself.

He nodded: [Yeah. 】

As soon as the voice fell, the broken limbs on the ground turned into small cubes, just like Lego toys put together, full of childishness, and the intimidation was greatly reduced.

Great.

Xia Yan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the original owner was a cannon fodder and would soon die, and it would not be his turn to go to the battlefield.

"What's wrong with you?" Ludwig, as a teammate, sat next to Xia Yan. His eyes seemed to be focused on the actual combat, but in fact he was always stealing

glances at the young man, vaguely aware of his emotional fluctuations. "Hmm?" Xia Yan made a little breath in his mouth, glanced over lightly, and then retracted it, as if he was disdainful to answer.

Ludwig handed over a thermos cup nonchalantly: "Would you like some water?"

Xia Yan: "..." I'm really a little thirsty.

As a cannon fodder who bullies the protagonist, it should be normal to let him serve himself.

The young man's curled eyelashes trembled slightly, he turned his head, and said in a cold and arrogant voice: "Pour water."

The white thermos cup commonly seen on campus comes with a small cup. The blond man unscrewed the lid of the cup, filled it to 80%, and handed it over carefully.

Xia Yan reached out to take it with a casual gesture.

There was a small amount of lemon soaked in the warm water, and it tasted lightly sweet and sour, refreshing and thirst-quenching.

The two of them were very familiar with this set of actions, and they had an extremely tacit understanding back and forth. Obviously, it was not the first time that it happened.

Half of the students in Class A were still sitting in the waiting area. Seeing this scene, they frowned subconsciously. They lowered their heads and whispered with their teammates beside them. The sound of their conversations drifted faintly.

"...Yan...bullied...Ludwig..."

"Civilian students...suffered..."

"...Unworthy..."

Ludwig frowned. This group of people was so annoying. He obviously volunteered.

Xia Yan drank the water contentedly: "..."

Yes, that's it, a few more curses.

Edwin & Betty: "..."Damn it! Don't talk nonsense if you don't know the truth! It's just a hobby between Master Xia and his little lover.

They looked at the black-haired young man cautiously. When they thought that they were also one of the people who said bad things before, they felt as if the chair under their buttocks had grown thorns, making them feel uncomfortable.

That's right, after a few days of getting along.

Edwin was successfully brainwashed and felt that Xia Yan was just arrogant.

The previous rumors must have been a misunderstanding.

He couldn't stand others saying bad things about Xia Yan now. Seeing that the actual combat of Team No. 5 was over and the robots were cleaning the battlefield, he couldn't wait to stand up: "Let's go, it's our turn."

Their team was No. 6, which happened to be in the middle.

The young man stood up calmly, adjusted his sleeves, and took the lead: "Let's go."

Ludwig paused slightly and fell back half a step. Like a personal bodyguard, he followed his footsteps with the young man as the center. The other three followed closely.

Although he was just a military cadet, he had a bit of military style, which attracted people's attention.

The fourth and fifth graders who came to watch the game were basically there for Xia Yan, so as soon as he came on stage, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

There are even many of his admirers cheering for him.

Xia Yan: "..."

Sorry, he is not here to show off this time.

He has been well prepared, and this internship will also follow the doctrine of the mean, not ugly, but definitely not brilliant, in order to set off the powerful protagonist.

He! Will definitely do his duty as cannon fodder! ! !

Workers never admit defeat.

System: [Come on! ! ! ]

*

In addition to the stands for students to watch at will, the No. 1 training ground also has ten highly concealed luxurious private rooms above to serve the nobles.

Private room No. 8.

On the spacious and soft leather sofa sat a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties.

He was wearing a smart black military uniform, with muscles faintly visible under his clothes, and his strong thighs were full of strength. The man's golden hair was neatly combed behind his head, his features were handsome and sharp, and his blue eyes were like the deep sea, unfathomable.

He was the supreme ruler of the empire.

Clarence Gardner.

No one would have thought that the king of the empire would come to watch a small grade-level practical match.

The principal of the Central Empire Academy sat on the side and poured a cup of hot tea with a smile: "Team No. 6 is on the court."

Clarence: "Yeah."

From their perspective, they could see everything going on off the court.

The principal listened to the cheers of the students watching the game: "He is very popular..." After a pause, he added: "Except for the students in Class A."

It is self-evident who he is referring to here.

People who don't know Xia Yan admire and love him because of his great strength, noble status, and handsome and majestic appearance; people who know Xia Yan, on the contrary, keep their distance from him.

And this... is exactly the reason why Clarence came to watch the game secretly today.

He wants to choose a suitable king for the empire, accept the heavy crown, protect the people of the empire, and move forward with a heavy responsibility.

The third-year battles seemed very immature in the eyes of these battle-hardened people, and Xia Yan's performance was neither good nor bad, with nothing outstanding.

Clarence took a sip of tea and asked abruptly: "How is Grover doing at the border?"

Grover Gillingham, another powerful candidate for the throne, is gentle and polite to others, has a kind personality, and is highly respected among students of the same grade compared to the arrogant Xia Yan.

It's a pity that his strength is a little lacking, only A grade.

"After this internship, his military achievements will be enough for him to become a captain." The woman in military uniform who was sitting on the other side of the king and had been silent replied calmly.

Clarence nodded: "Well, not bad."

As for the throne, everyone still can't figure out who the king is interested in?

If he is optimistic about Grover, he gave Xia Yan the surname of Gardner. He is optimistic about Xia Yan, but after Huo Ruihe provoked Xia Yan, he did not stop the Huo family, but let things develop.

You know... the Huo family has always been the king's loyal dog.

Xia Yan's feud with the Huo family is undoubtedly cutting off his own arm.

While everyone was thinking, the actual combat downstairs suddenly underwent earth-shaking changes.