The group of people hurriedly took a taxi and left. Shen Leyou breathed a long sigh of relief. When he turned around, he saw Yang Lai lying outside the car window, looking eagerly outside.
Shen Leyou asked curiously: "What are you looking at?"
Yang Lai didn't look back: "Look at how rich other people's families are."
Shen Leyou: "...?" He followed Yang Lai's line of sight and looked out. The car body was in the shape of a white tiger, and the wings were made of mimicry.
"I didn't expect it. Even if their flags are mimicry, the cars are also mimicry. Unlike us, we don't even have cars." Yang Lai sighed and leaned on Teacher Betty sadly.
Shen Leyou: "... Come on, the future of the college depends on you."
Everyone looked at him, and Betty smiled and explained: "The college's financial allocation is determined based on the students' qualifications and teaching results. The more good students, the more money."
Yang Lai silently added, "The more money, the more good students there will be, and the good schools will get better and better... Uh-huh!"
Shen Leyou calmly covered Yang Lai's mouth, smiled and said to the other four children, "Don't listen to her nonsense, you are all great."
Everyone looked at Yang Lai's struggling look and gave him pitiful looks. Although everyone knew this was true, it was not polite to say it like this.
Fortunately, the college was very close.
Only galaxies above F level have large colleges. The five children had never seen such a huge school gate before. They stood at the door with eyes full of wonder.
Yang Lai guessed that the school would be very poor, but looking at the school gate it didn't look like it had no money at all! The school gate is so majestic that it looks like a dragon from a distance...
Shen Leyou was very satisfied with their performance and led them to the reporting office together with Teacher Betty. Yang Lai was quite satisfied with the scenery and facilities on campus. It was not as dilapidated as she had imagined.
"Teacher Betty, how many students will the school accept this year?"
"A total of 2,000 people have been recruited this year, which is not a lot." Teacher Betty sighed deeply inwardly, feeling that each year was really worse than the last.
Yang Lai secretly clicked his tongue. There are more than thirty colleges similar to Henteas in the entire F galaxy. Counting the colleges in several other galaxies, they are not that few. However, compared with the population of the entire galaxy, 2,000 people are not enough. Saw it.
The five major colleges recruit more than 10,000 people every year, not to mention their harsh conditions. The people Henteas recruited were not very talented, but even so, they could only recruit more than 2,000 people. You can imagine how miserable the school was.
Yang Lai asked in a low voice, "Teacher, where does our college rank in our galaxy?"
Betty was silent for a moment and showed three fingers.
"third?!"
Betty shook her head, "Third to last."
"Yang Lai,"..."F Galaxy ranks third from the bottom, so I don't know where it ranks among all schools.
Betty looked at her silence and couldn't bear to tell her that if this trend continued, she would probably be ranked last.
After the report, Yang Lai said goodbye to his friends and headed to the dormitory.
The brochure is indeed good, and the school is fully prepared with everything. The beds in the dormitory have been made, and all the toiletries are new. There are four people living in one dormitory, with separate bathrooms and toilets.
Yang Lai, who has experience in accommodation, is quite satisfied. The most important thing is that she doesn't have to spend money.
She had just finished packing her things when someone walked in. He looked about the same age as her. The ends of her hair had a light green tint and the naturally curly curvature was very beautiful. There was an aqua carnation-like flower on her ear.
"Hello, my name is Lu Ru, and my spiritual body is Yingyuehua." As she spoke, the Yingyuehua on her ears swayed slightly, and a light and sweet fragrance entered Yanglai's nose.
"My name is Yang Lai, and my mental mimicry is a charcoal pencil." Yang Lai spread his hands to show off his charcoal pencil. Xiao Hei did not feel inferior at all and turned around in a circle.
Lu Ru looked at the charcoal pencil in surprise, and suddenly thought of something, "Is it a mimic?"
Yang Lai nodded, "Yes, Mimicist."
Envy appeared in Lu Ru's eyes, even for the lowest level mimicry artist?
While the two were chatting, two other people walked in.
One person is named Sona, and her mental mimicry is that of a lop-eared rabbit. Her external appearance is the soft gray ears hanging low on her head. The soft fluff will also sway with the wind, which is extremely lifelike.
One person is called Oma, and her mental mimicry is that of a Chai Chai. She doesn’t use mimicry to express it, but her eyes are almost exactly the same as Chai Chai!
Everyone was curious about Yang Lai's mimicry. Omar looked at Yang Lai with bright dog eyes and asked curiously, "Will he always be like this?"
Help!
Yang Lai took a deep breath, resisted the urge to rub her face, and said in a soft voice, "I don't know either."
The four little girls were about the same age, and they quickly started playing together. After a day's rest, everyone gathered at the playground early the next morning.
All the freshmen arrived at the playground and changed into the school uniforms issued yesterday. Regardless of grade level, everyone's school uniforms are exactly the same. Yang Lai guessed it was because of saving money.
From a distance, she saw a bunch of people surrounding Shen Leyou. He was wearing glasses. Yang Lai was secretly happy and wished there were more people surrounding him.
After standing up, the grade leader gave a speech like a foot wrap, and then announced that he would go to class first and that military training would officially begin this afternoon.
Yang Lai chose the logistics department. Mimicry is a small branch of the logistics department. They are generally not on the front line and focus on safety.
There are not many people in the logistics department, and there are only 100 freshmen, among whom there are only three mimics.
When the teacher asked everyone to show their mental mimicry, Yanglai's Xiaohei proudly flew in front of the other two students' mental mimicry.
...This is not under her control!
Yang Lai silently endured the gaze from their master, smiled awkwardly, and then quickly took Xiao Hei back.
Where did he get the courage? Help!
"In the next four years, I will be responsible for everyone's study and life. I am your bishop. I hope you understand that when you step into this academy, you must use military standards to hold yourself to the standards. If you cannot persist, People, choose other schools as soon as possible.”
"yes!"
Instructor Theodore was very satisfied with their spirit, but it was unclear how many of these people could persist to the end.
Unlike other schools, military academies have a qualification exam every year, and you can only upgrade after passing it. If you fail to pass the qualification exam for three consecutive years, you can only drop out and choose another institution, and you cannot apply for the military academy again.
For this empire where military merit is more important than anything else, applying to the Military Academy as the first choice is almost everyone's choice. Even other colleges and universities prefer students who have applied for military academies. Even though they have been dropped out, they will be better in physical fitness and other aspects after walking around in the military academies.
What's more, the tuition and expenses of all military academies are much cheaper than other schools, making them the best choice for poor families and families trying to cross class.
After the class meeting, the morning's work was over. Yang Lai and his roommate made an appointment to have dinner together. To be precise, they went to receive nutritional solution together.
"What are your plans?"
Lu Ru smiled sheepishly, "Actually, my father asked me to apply to the Military Academy first. If I can't pass, I will apply to other academies."
The other two nodded.
Yang Lai immediately understood what the three of them meant, but what about her? If you can't pass, what major should you choose?
After returning to the dormitory to rest, the four of them gathered on the playground on time. Yang Lai arrived at the class, and everyone was sitting scatteredly. The other two mimics in the class greeted her friendly.
Yang Lai remembered the social death scene in the morning and was a little afraid to look at them.
"Your mimicry is so cool!"
"Yes! But how to make a mimic work?"
Yang Lai asked curiously: "How did you make it?"
Soden showed his mimicry, "My mental body is a hammer. When I need to make something, I only need to hammer my mental power into what I outline in my mind."
Licasso nodded, "I'm similar to him, except that my mental body is like scissors and I need to cut out what I want."
Every mimic artist has a different flow chart of mental power when making a mimic. Even if the mimics sometimes look exactly the same, there will definitely be differences in actual use.
Yorai suddenly realized why the mimic work Peacock showed her looked wrong. Because the mimicry artist's mental mimicry is similar to scissors and hammers, it will be difficult to refine it.
Yang Lai was about to say something when he saw everyone standing up to welcome the instructor.
There were two people walking with Instructor Theodore, a man and a woman. There is no outward appearance of a spiritual body from them.
Theodore motioned for everyone to stand up, "Let me introduce you first, Instructor Lenna and Instructor Osiri. They will be responsible for your basic training in the next three months."
The first three months of military school are just food and drinks. Many people are dropped out of school before they even survive these three months.
Yang Lai took a deep breath and thought about it, he could do it without money!
She didn't know if it was because the interstellar people had awakened their spiritual bodies. Whether it was physical fitness or lifespan, they had greatly improved compared to people of her time. Training that is difficult for adults is not difficult for today's children.
"Teacher, why do we need physical training when we obviously have mental strength?"
Yang Lai glanced secretly to see which warrior bravely raised the question, but due to his limited height, he saw nothing.
Instructor Osiri looked at him expressionlessly, "On the battlefield, when your mental power is exhausted, you can only rely on your legs."
Everyone immediately fell into silence, and Yang Lai didn't dare to make the slightest move. When instructor Osiri was talking just now, she clearly felt something sweep over her head.
Is it the instructor’s spiritual body?
