Nuonuo brought a tablet brain, and dexterously tapped the light keys of the brain with ten fingers. Soon the program entered the federal database, and then calibrated the search keywords according to the requirements put forward by Windsor Bello. After another confirmation command, the program runs on its own, quickly presenting a personal name on the brain. Nuo Nuo, who didn't know when she changed into a pair of flat glasses, pushed the frame and said, "Miss, there are 113 glasses that meet your requirements."
"So many?" Windsor Bello looked up and said drunkenly, "Dear little Nuonuo, we don't need so many. Let's do a screening."
"Okay, I'll summarize Miss's request and sort it out according to priority, just wait a moment." Nuonuo's ten fingers tapped quickly again, and those ten fingers intertwined in the air as if they were playing a piano. Make a beautiful rhythm.
In just a few seconds, the names in Zhi's brain had been rearranged, and Nuonuo cheered: "Okay, miss, let me take a look. The first one that best meets your requirements is Adele, Adele Mosen !"
"Adele? The Mawson goblin?"
"Yes, she was born in a famous family, and she is a tenth-level engraver. She started to participate in family management two years ago, and her performance in the blade of dawn is on the list. As for her appearance, although she is a little worse than Miss, it is still a rare one. She's a beauty." Nuonuo blinked and said.
"No, no, she can't." Windsor Bello shook her head and said, "It's enough for the Federation to have me alone. I don't want to train another greedy wolf. Besides, that little girl is too weird. I heard that she likes it the most. Molesting a little girl like you."
"Scary, forget it." Nuonuo was startled, her face turned pale, and she couldn't help asking curiously: "Miss, you are fighting in a foreign land, how do you know this?"
"My Sirius has an independent intelligence agency in Babylon. The annual budget of 3 million is not for nothing. If they can't even find out this information for me, miss, I will pull out the skins of those trash." Windsor Bello said triumphantly.
Nuonuo muttered, "Miss, the budget you allocate to them every year is spent on inquiring about other people's eccentricities?"
Windsor Bello opened his mouth, and shot out a wine arrow. He reached out his hand and tapped on Nuonuo's head and said: "What do you know little girl, Miss, as long as I know the scandals of those so-called big men, they will have to cry and shout to buy back information about themselves from me. Any information in it It’s more than three million, besides, these eccentricities are just inquired about during the normal collection work, don’t make it seem like I’m not doing my job.”
Nuonuo stuck out her tongue, she didn't believe all that Windsor Bello said. The female marshal sank into the bath and said lazily, "Go on."
"Chopin, from the Green family, 12 years old this year..."
"The Green family has gone into decline, and now they are just lingering. This Chopin... don't!"
"Hank, from the Raven family, he has a good batting record, this year..."
"The Raven family owes a lot of foreign debt. Miss, I don't want them to write me an IOU. Hank, don't!"
"Zhu Ye, the daughter of the Heather family, is quite talented in music..."
"Just kidding, what's the use of playing music? Do I expect her to play music to those aliens to influence them? No!"
"Lin Wei..."
"don't want!"
"Kestin..."
"don't want!"
The master and servant just screened through the list given by the brain. After a while, the wine bottle in Windsor Bello's hand was empty. At this time, a name jumped into her ears.
"Alan, he was born in Bethkind. Hey, he is not a child of the clan, but from the surface. He is the winner of this death ring, and was personally invited by Patriarch Horn to join the family. Afterwards, he entered Dawnblade to study. Half a year ago, he also abolished a side branch of the same clan. Ah, he cut off his hands." Nuonuo simply turned the screen of his brain towards Windsor Bello.
"Chop off someone's hand? Hey, the little guy is pretty ruthless." Windsor Bello looked at Zhinao, and Alan's head was on the screen. The short silver hair stood up vigorously, adding a bit of masculinity to his overly handsome appearance. The crimson pupils like volcanic lava are unforgettable at first sight. In the depths of those red eyes, Windsor Bello seems to see his own figure.
"Remember him."
"Scared, miss. He's just a sidekick." Nuonuo reminded.
"Even so, his potential should not be small, otherwise Horn would invest so much in him. Besides, I like his style of doing things, he looks a bit like me."
"All right."
"Is there anyone else? If not, I'll go to bed." With a crash, Windsor Bello burst out of the water, exposing her beautiful and charming body to the air.
Nuonuo quickly focused his attention on the brain, and said in a panic: "There is one more. Weber, from the Fanweni family. His grades are not bad, but he is just 15 years old, he seems a bit old."
"It doesn't matter." Windsor Bello has already put on a fitted nightgown to cover her proud curves: "Fanweni's family is a weapon manufacturer, and that family has a lot of money. Even if this Weber fails in the end, miss Give him the status of a registered student, and his Fan Weini family has to pay the tuition obediently, hehehehe."
Leaving a smug smile, Windsor Bella strode out of the bathroom. Looking at her back, Nuonuo clearly saw her lady showing the devil's tail.
It has been two weeks since the return of the Marshal, but Windsor Bello has not yet announced the criteria for recruiting students. However, surprises often appear inadvertently. Just as the waves caused by Marshal Tanlang gradually subsided, shocking news came from the academy. Windsor Bellow will visit Dawn's Blade on Monday and give a public lecture.
So Allen, who got the news, returned to Blade of Dawn early on Monday morning.
The open class hosted by Windsor Bello is located in the largest classroom in the main building of the teaching department. The multifunctional classroom, which can accommodate 300 people to attend classes at the same time, was crowded with more than 500 people today. Allen was so tired that he squeezed his head, and he barely found an empty chair near the corner.
Today, the arrival of Marshal Tanlang did not show any pomp. Almost no one knew when she came to the college. They only knew that when her heroic figure entered the classroom, the already noisy classroom fell silent. Some of this was out of respect for the marshal, one of the two prides of the Federation, and more of it was captured by the aura of Windsor Bello.
She simply stood on the podium, and the invisible tension made the huge classroom suddenly silent, and needles could be heard.
Windsor Bello looked around, glanced at the faces in the classroom, and said: "Ten years ago, like you, I was also a student sitting in the classroom listening to the instructor. Those who can study here Ladies and gentlemen, you should be fortunate to be able to study in this legendary academy. In the history of Dawnblade, there have been 270 generals, 17 marshals, and countless other family dignitaries. I hope that Among you, there will be new generals or marshals, and the Federation needs your strength!"
A few simple words made the eyes of the childish faces in the classroom shine, and the chest was hot, as if a flame was burning inside the body! Windsor Bello was very satisfied with their reaction, coughed lightly and said: "Dean Andrew invited me to come to the college to give lectures to everyone, but I am a person who is really lacking in talent in other aspects except for fighting. So today, I can only give you a lecture. Teach war lessons."
"Every general has the same strategic style, but my style is to see the enemy's flaws and fight to the death until the opponent is completely wiped out. Most of you, after graduating from Dawn Blade, may be You will start your own expedition on the outer battlefield. At that time, one thing you have to remember is not to be kind. It is the collision of two completely different civilizations, and it is a war between invaders and planet natives. In this big Under the premise, there is no room for kindness and justice, unless you want to fight to the death on the alien land.” Windsor Bello said in a deep voice: “The only way is to wait until you have established a firm foothold on the alien land and try to When you want to integrate into the planetary society, you might as well use kindness as a means. To blur the boundaries of your being invaders, so as to integrate into the planetary society better and faster, and seize control of the planet from within."
Next, Windsor Bello used himself as an example to describe several classic cases of first-time involvement in foreign battlefields. In Windsor Bellow's description, it is not difficult for students to see that Windsor Bellow's strategic means are eclectic, and often several strategies support each other and are interlocking, and make targeted modifications according to the environment and current situation. Some strategies are even full of bold and unconstrained ideas, which greatly benefited the students attending the class.
After the open class in the morning, Windsor Bello left the deepest impression on the students, that wars can be fought like this!
Just like when it came, no one knows when Windsor Bello left. When Dean Andrew announced that Marshal Tanlang had left the school, the students were quite disappointed. The high emotions gradually returned to normal, and everyone returned to the original track. They still had to attend the classes they should have, and they couldn't miss a single session of training. After all, a general or a marshal cannot be achieved overnight, and the students are still clear about this.
After lunch, Allen, who was about to return to the apartment, saw Vera in a black dress surrounded by several boys on the stone path from a distance. Alan thought that there was a low-spirited scene of flirting with girls over there, and planned to meddle in other people's business. After taking a few steps closer, I realized that although several boys surrounded Vera, they kept a certain distance. The older boy in the lead seemed to be talking to Vera politely, and Alan didn't rush to intervene.
It's just because of Vera's relationship that he didn't leave immediately, but stayed to listen to what they were talking about. After quietly walking around a sycamore tree, Allen hid in the downwind position, so the boy's voice drifted with the wind: "... I heard that Miss Vera can peek into the future?"
When Allen heard it, he immediately seized it.
(end of this chapter)