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At night, in the capsule cabin on the top floor, Song Chunshi finished washing up quickly, holding a nutrient solution in his mouth, standing in front of the single-sided visual window, looking at the structure of the entire training ground, and habitually planning in his mind which routes to take if an accident happened. Evacuate.
Not long after, Allen came and knocked on the door.
During today's training, male and female students were not separated. They stayed in capsule cabins, and they were also mixed.
In the interstellar age, apart from differences in physical structure, the gap between men and women has been approaching zero.
The emergence of fertility centers has freed women from the pain of reproduction. Every imperial citizen who wants to have offspring only needs to submit an application to the fertility center and provide his own reproductive cells, and he will be able to get a child in ten months.
Marriage is no longer a necessity, so single fathers and mothers are common.
The official will pay attention to track the growth of each child. Once it is found that the parents cannot take good care of them, they may deprive them of custody rights and send the children to welfare institutions.
Song Chunshi knew this before, and half-jokingly told the system that if you want to be a parent here, you really have to pass the exam.
Since there is no difference between men and women, the so-called differences between men and women are obviously outdated, so Allen looked calm and came to knock on the door at night.
Song Chunshi put the people in. Although her capsule was considered a luxury version, it was still small in size. There was no other furniture except the bed, so the two simply sat on the ground.
Allen sat down and said: "In the spring, I just remembered that my sister mentioned to me before that Anton Brennan was funded by the Martino family."
Song Chunshi was a little confused, "You mean there is someone behind Brennan. If I teach him a lesson, his backer will cause trouble for me?"
When beating a dog, it depends on the owner. If you beat the young one, it will be the old one. She knows this truth.
Unexpectedly, Allen shook his head, "No one will help him stand up. I want to tell you that among our new students, there are two S-level geniuses in mental strength, and one of them comes from the Martino family. Today Anton Brennan may have provoked you to find a way for him."
There was a scoundrel who came to trouble her because he was trying to find a way for his master?
"Why?" Song Chunshi frowned, what's the logic in doing this?
Allen analyzed: "Ilman Martino was born in a big family. He has extremely high talents and excellent personal abilities. He has clear goals in every step of his life. I think that after entering the Imperial Military Academy, he will first The chief is in the bag, and that requires votes from fellow students.”
He looked at Song Chunshi and continued: "Chunshi, you are exactly the opposite of him. You came from the lowest level and have extremely poor mental talent. You were admitted to the Imperial Military Academy with your excellent physical skills. Compared with him, ordinary students are He will like your image more. If he wants to run for chief, you will be his strong opponent. They are always used to find out the depth of their opponents in advance. However, Ilman Martino is cautious. Today's incident is more like Anton Brennan took matters into his own hands.”
After listening to this, Song Chunshi could only express his admiration.
As expected of someone from a big family, he has at least 180 twists and turns in his mind.
Even Allen, who looked silly before, turned out to be very clear when talking about those complicated interpersonal relationships. It can be seen that his family is not simple either.
She is the only one who thinks about mining all day long and is not in the same channel as the others.
In the end, she could only complain: "I feel like a dog that was kicked while passing by innocently."
"By the way, who is the other student with S-level mental strength?" Since she wanted to know, she simply asked all at once. She felt that Allen had a wide range of information and should know it.
Sure enough, Allen said: "Her name is Wu Lanshuang, she is the granddaughter of the commander of the Fourth Army. The Wu family's power is in the military headquarters."
"Huh?" Song Chunshi's eyes moved slightly, it was a name similar to hers.
Interstellar humans originated from the ancient Blue Star. She has read the history of the Ancient Blue Star. The early development was similar to that of the Earth, but the later trend was completely different. Because of the emergence of spiritual power, all the political systems of that planet eventually merged into one big political power.
Before the merger, there was a country called Kyushu, which had similar races and civilizations to her motherland.
This Wu family should be the descendants of Kyushu during the ancient Blue Star period.
At this time, someone also mentioned Song Chunshi's name in this building composed of capsule cabins.
"That girl's skills are very extraordinary. Her physical skills seem to be a completely different system from today's." A student said.
"It seems that the video on Starnet is real."
The previous student sneered: "Thanks to that idiot Anton Brennan for testing the truth for us."
Another student looked puzzled: "His actions today were a bit impulsive. Although Brennan has indeed expanded greatly in the past two years, is his brain really completely occupied by muscles?"
"Who knows, maybe he is anxious to show his sincerity."
"Then what should we do? To be honest, I really admire that girl. It's not easy to be able to practice physical skills to this level."
The former student muttered: "Let's wait and see. If it can really bring about a new physical training system, her value is by no means simple and deserves our careful treatment."
Similar conversations sounded in different capsules.
On the other side, after seeing Allen off, Song Chunshi crossed his legs and prepared to meditate.
The system suddenly sighed: [Human social relationships are really complicated. 】
Although he has been bound to humans for five years, he has been staying on the deserted star. The system is just like Song Chunshi, he is also a bumpkin.
On the Desolate Star, those people mostly fought for territory and prey, and they were all fist-fighting. I had never heard of any family or legion force like this.
"What's the saying?" Song Chunshi scratched his cheek, "The history of mankind is the history of struggle?"
[I think the host is no match for them when it comes to brain power. 】
"Hey, hey," Song Chunshi was unhappy, "Even if it's the truth, there's no need to say it out loud, right?"
She is not without self-awareness. Of course she knows that she is just an ordinary person. She has not been educated by a big family since she was a child, and she has not grown up with eight hundred minds.
[It seems that the little fat man is somewhat useful. 】The system said again.
Song Chunshi rolled his eyes at him, "He has a name and a surname."
Song Chunshi understood what Allen said. As for the countermeasures?
No.
She is not the type to fight.
Therefore, in order not to suffer disadvantages or be plotted against in the future, she decided to work harder to practice martial arts and use force to make up for her lack of IQ.
With absolute strength, all conspiracies are just paper tigers. Song Chunshi planned to regard this sentence as a guideline.
She called up the panel and checked. The progress of "Changchun Jue" was at the beginning (8/40). On average, every five days of meditation can increase a little internal strength. If this continues, by the end of the semester, I will be able to achieve a small success.
She had no idea how amazing the speed of her martial arts training was, because there was no one else to use as a reference. She also felt that her progress was too slow, and she was determined to practice hard.
In the middle of the night, a rapid whistle suddenly sounded in the training ground.
Not long after Song Chunshi lay down, he was about to fall into a deep sleep when he heard a sound. After a day of training, his body had already formed the conditions to launch. He got up immediately and quickly put on his clothes.
After a few seconds, the door to the next door opened, and Allen ran out in a panic: "What's wrong? I think I heard a muster whistle?"
"You heard that right." Song Chunshi grabbed him and ran towards the meeting point in the familiar kite-flying posture.
The two of them lived on the top floor, and the journey was farther than other students. Fortunately, Song Chunshi had observed the best path by the window before. At this time, he pulled Allen to turn left and right, crossing several obstacles from time to time, and quickly ran ahead of everyone. .
The people behind could only look at their Juechen figures and chase them all the way.
"Then, that little fat guy... is so lucky!" A student panted.
He didn't have to run for his life, didn't have to fight for food, and could easily get a luxury capsule. How come this good thing hadn't happened to him?
"I want to bag him and beat him up!"
His companion poured cold water on him, "Do you know his surname? Garcia! The lion king of the Garcia family is his sister."
"...Damn!" That little fat guy is a professional rice bug!
The students stumbled to the assembly point. Some had hair sticking out in all directions, some were not wearing good clothes, and some had only one shoe under their feet.
The red-haired instructor looked at them with a smile. When everyone arrived, he said leisurely: "How did you sleep at night? I forgot to remind everyone to get up on time tomorrow morning. That's it, let's disperse."
"Disband?!"
The students were all stunned with a roar. They were called up to gather in the middle of the night just to say this nonsense?
They looked at the instructor in disbelief and saw him waving his hands and saying shamelessly: "What are you still doing? Go back to bed. Staying up late is not a good habit."
The resentment in the training ground suddenly exploded. If he hadn't been defeated, the instructor would have been seriously injured at this time.
Song Chunshi walked over from the edge and walked towards the capsule. When he passed by the instructor, he glanced at him.
Carol coughed dryly and touched his nose.
He didn't want to be a bad guy, but torturing new students in the middle of the night had always been a repertoire. Several instructors drew lots and picked him, so there was nothing he could do.
He had done this kind of thing countless times in the past. Seeing the students in such a mess, he found it quite interesting. But this time, for some unknown reason, he suddenly felt a little guilty under the girl's gaze.
