Excellent people even have an advantage in choosing a dormitory.
He didn't like to live with too many people, so he applied for a double dormitory and lived with his distant cousin Huo Deng.
Huo Deng was talkative, "Look, how many eyes are around you, they are all envious of your talent."
"Being bored, it's better to work hard than to be envious." Huo Jia was indifferent, "I can get an S promotion by just looking at it? If you have this time, why not meditate more on your spiritual power."
"...who walks and meditates on this. Don't tell me that's all you do?"
"Isn't it possible?" Huo Jia asked back, "If you want to become an excellent mecha soldier, you must meditate on your spiritual power when you breathe."
"..."
In ancient times there were workaholics, but now there are cultivators.
"Neng! Cousin, look over there, it's interesting! Look!"
Huo Jia looked up.
"have what?"
"Didn't you see the four beautiful sisters coming over?"
younger sister? woman? After catching the key words, he finally saw the target in the crowd. His gaze swept across the faces of the four people. His gaze froze for a moment, and then he quickly retracted it: "Cousin, you are so boring."
"If you put your speaking energy into training, you can apply for a grade skip."
The two talked again, and Huo Jia felt that his brother Huo Deng was very decadent because he didn't want to work hard. The man who couldn't even breathe and meditate on his spiritual strength couldn't help but look behind him when he passed a corner. glance.
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With seven turns and eight turns, the lecture hall of the mecha department finally arrived.
Under the guidance of the robot, new and old students are ready.
Soon, in the slightly noisy venue, a mecha slowly rose from under the stage.
The crimson purple mech was shining dreamily under the light, but as it rose higher and higher, everyone soon discovered that the mecha was still holding a long sword in its hand.
The long sword was mottled with a little green mark, and soon after everyone fell silent, a girl rang out.
"The students should all be here."
"First of all, let me introduce myself. I am Ning Xiaoyu, the combat instructor of your freshman class A's mecha department. I called you here today to tell you about the class division of this year's students and the military training tomorrow morning."
"I know that everyone is in a hurry to drink the nutrient solution. Next, I will directly read the arrangement in the department. Please turn on the recording for students with poor memory."
"1. This year's new students are divided into 100 classes, from A1-B95, and the classification status will be sent to your terminal later.
2. This year's military training for freshmen will start at 6:00 am tomorrow. Please wash your hands before 6:00 am. Wait for the notice from our department. This year's military training venue will be the same as before. The military training area will be located in the military area of the Federal Star Garrison. Uniform uniforms for military training will be held at 6:00 pm The tube robot will be delivered to the door of your dormitory.
3. Same as last year, old students this year need to undergo military training. For specific military training, please refer to the handbook issued by your class instructor. "
The rigid arrangements are the ones above, "There is one last point, I hope the freshmen can do military training well, the mecha individual department is no better than other departments of the Federal University, we get grade points, and we are always in battle. Only by fighting non-stop can we become outstanding students." Individual soldiers who can enter the legion in the future."
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As soon as she finished speaking, the people sitting here had already received the class assignment notice from the Individual Department.
Mengchun, Jiang Qiuqiu, and Liu Tingting are all in class A1, and the number A1 means that they are the group with the highest level of spiritual power among the incoming freshmen.
After reading the text message, Mengchun turned her head and asked Michelle.
"Michelle, what class are you in?"
The blond-haired sister put away the terminal at once, "I'm in class B."
Her attitude is quite comfortable, but for some reason, she is always a little embarrassed.