In the classroom, Lian Han looked at the textbooks for the Armor Making Academy students distributed by the AI, selectively ignoring the students' amazed or envious gazes.
The moment she took off the mask, she knew this would happen, so she didn't feel any regret or frustration.
Sitting next to her, Ye Ying felt uncomfortable as she unconsciously clasped her hands together, sensing the gazes around her.
The tutor hadn't arrived yet, so Zong Jingyuan nudged the black-haired girl next to her with her elbow. "My name is Zong Jingyuan. You're so pretty! What's your name?"
"I'm Lian Han. Zong is pretty too." Lian Han looked at her; she was a girl with short, ear-length hair.
She praised me! Ahh—I really want to hug her! Zong Jingyuan blushed slightly, covered her chest, and was thrilled.
Are you alright?
Zong Jingyuan immediately snapped out of her daze, "I'm fine. Lian Han, which dorm are you in...?"
A series of footsteps interrupted Zong Jingyuan's speech. Heri Vincent walked in, her black combat suit outlining her exquisite figure. Her delicate face was covered with layers of frost, making her look like someone who was not easy to approach.
"I am Heri Vincent, the class advisor for Class 1 of the 4710 Armor Academy. If you are assigned to Class 1, you will be spending the next four years with me. You can call me Instructor Vincent now. Military training begins today and will last for one month. Skipping military training is strictly prohibited. Also, the SkyNet course schedule has been sent to your AI devices. Since it is during military training, all classes are in the evenings. Attendance is not required, but attendance will be taken. If you are absent more than three times, you will be expelled."
Having classes during military training? This statement left everyone present utterly bewildered. Truly, this is Di Luo!
Although they had anticipated the hardships ahead when they entered the school, it came far too quickly.
Professor Vincent, however, didn't care what they were thinking. "This is more important. You all know the school rules, and you've all read about the consequences of breaking them. You need to weigh the consequences yourselves. Don't expect me to plead for you!"
"I don't care what you wear in the dorms, but you all have to wear combat uniforms during class, the black ones that the academy issues."
Uniforms—this requirement is acceptable.
"You have 30 minutes to change your clothes. Assemble on the parade ground in 30 minutes; the instructors will be waiting for you there. Friendly reminder: these instructors are from the military; do not attempt to resist." With that, Instructor Vincent turned and left.
"Ye Ying, let's go back." Lian Han looked at the girl on his right. "30 minutes, considering the journey, is a bit tight."
"Oh, okay."
"Lian Han, let's go together. I need to go back and change my clothes too," Zong Jingyuan quickly called out to her.
Is this dormitory building number 03?
Building 3. The three-person dorm she applied for was in Building 7. Zong Jingyuan said dejectedly, "No."
This girl's emotions were written all over her face. Lian Han found it amusing and said, "See you at the playground. Ye Ying, let's go."
A group of trainees left one after another, all going back to change their clothes. After all, it was the first day of school, and not many people came in their combat uniforms.
According to the map sent to the smart device by the school, Lian Han quickly arrived at the playground.
"Lian, classmate." Zong Jingyuan waved to them.
Lian Han and Ye Ying went over, and Zong Jingyuan looked them over carefully before saying, "Why do you seem even prettier?"
At 15 years old, Lian Han's height of 167 cm is only average for a girl, but she has a well-developed physique. The black, tight-fitting combat suit perfectly outlines her curves, paired with her alluring face and a neat ponytail, making her look heroic and dashing.
"She just tied her hair in a ponytail." The direct gaze and undisguised praise made Lian Han feel somewhat uncomfortable.
Many people notice her because of her appearance, but very few people do so with such goodwill.
“But her whole demeanor has changed. Don’t you think so?” Zong Jingyuan suddenly looked at Ye Ying.
The girl was taken aback, and stammered, "Lian Han is beautiful."
If she didn't get approval, Zong Jingyuan pouted and said, "You blockhead."
"I'm sorry!" Yozakura said, at a loss.
Zong Jingyuan: "I didn't bully her. Why are you apologizing?"
"You just said what you wanted to say, that's not wrong. And there's no need to apologize."
Her voice was beautiful, like a bird's. Her personality was similar; she always had "thank you" and "sorry" on her lips, and she was timid like a bird, as if she would be startled away at the slightest disturbance.
Therefore, Lian Han always had more patience with her.
"Thank you, Lian Han."
Here we go again. Lian Han sighed helplessly, "We're roommates, I've already called you Ye Ying, why are you still calling me 'classmate'?"
"Um, that—Lian Han?"
Lian Han nodded, indicating that he could.
“I want to call you that too,” Zong Jingyuan said with a smile. “Xiaohan can call me Jingyuan or Yuanyuan from now on.”
"Jingyuan".
[Wow! I didn't expect this little girl to be so approachable.]
Without even lifting an eyelid at the sudden voice, Han thought, "So you're still here."
[This is because I didn't want to disturb the princess's time with her roommate.]
Lian Han's lips twitched. "Where did you learn this new word?"
[you guess. ]
I won't guess.
"30 seconds, everyone assemble."
"30 seconds? Let's go!" Zong Jingyuan grabbed her two newly acquainted classmates and ran towards the meeting point.
Taking this opportunity, Old Xing said, "Girl, let me tell you something. I might be sleeping for a month or two. No one will bother you during this time, so take good care of yourself. Focus on your military training."
[Know. ]
"I'm leaving. Take care." With those words, Old Xing vanished. The system was about to unleash a powerful attack; if he didn't hide, he risked being caught in the crossfire.
After Lian Han stood in line at the meeting point, she finally realized that the old man, nourished by her sea of consciousness, wouldn't be so weak as to fall into a deep sleep. However, because he only possessed incomplete spiritual power, he also couldn't advance. Why would he sleep for two months?
What happened?
However, when she called out to Old Man Xing again, no one answered.
At the same time, the voice from the podium brought her back to attention: "Hello everyone, I am an instructor from the Armored Academy for this military training. Those whose names are called, please step forward."
It was him? A fleeting look of astonishment crossed Lian Han's eyes.
"Anhe Lance, Ruan Jingyue, Yu Jin... Lian Han... Ye Ying... Roy Robert." The young man read out more than thirty names. "These are Group 1 of the Armor Academy. Go to the right and stand in line."
"Let's go, Ye Ying." Lian Han tugged at Ye Ying's hand, leaving Zong Jingyuan with a look of reluctance and regret. She couldn't believe she wasn't in the same group as Lian Han!
"Next are the members of Group 2, Zhang Zhe and Gao Feng..."
As she listened, Lian Han unconsciously frowned, and even Ye Ying couldn't help but poke her, "Lian Han, there are so many people in Group 2."
That's a lot. Just from the ones he's read out, there must be at least fifty or sixty, and he doesn't seem to be stopping. How exactly are the groups formed during military training?
The last two groups had 100 people, the third group had 100 people, and so on up to the ninth group, all with 100 people.
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