Leo looked slightly uncomfortable, but it was hard to see in the dark night. He glanced at Xiao Mu, and said solemnly: "Don't be too happy, I just don't like wasting food."
Yeah? Xiao Mu suppressed a smile in his heart, he didn't believe it, with Leo's character, if he didn't like it, he would definitely throw it away, so he wouldn't be wronged to finish it.
Moreover, this behavior of deliberately returning the jar is a bit strange no matter how you think about it!
He tentatively said, "I'll make biscuits next time, and I'll give them to you. Will you eat them?"
Leo Dun felt that Xiao Mu, who was extremely weak in physical fitness, was very pleasing to the eye, and said reservedly: "The Arnold family's upbringing will not refuse the kindness of others."
See ghosts! Seeing his serious expression, Xiao Mu almost believed it.
He is very experienced in dealing with this kind of awkward personality. He met several cool kids who wanted to show that they were different and didn’t eat desserts. When he saw them stealing desserts, he said with a sullen face that he ate them for the sake of saving face because they were given by the doctor’s uncle. up.
"That's really great," he smiled with eyebrows curved, "the next time I send you off, don't refuse."
His face was not very clear in the night, but his eyes were very bright. Leo looked at his eyes with a slight flicker, and responded lightly: "En."
Xiao Mu thought of the bakery that was about to open, and asked, "Will the biscuits I make taste too strong for Sentry?"
Sentinel has developed five senses, so he doesn't know if he can eat the biscuits he made. His bakery is a public store, open to all groups.
"No," Leo thought of the biscuits he ate not long ago, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and his eyes fell on Xiao Mu's eyes seeking answers. He snorted softly, "S-level sentries are able to control the mind freely. The five senses are strengthened and weakened, and you can do whatever you want."
"Of course," he raised his eyebrows. "The low-level sentinels don't have enough mental control, especially the sentries who are still in the White Tower. They can't control the five senses. All five senses will be infinitely magnified, so they can only eat special food."
"As for the sentinels who have left the White Tower, they can live like ordinary people. If they can't control their sense of taste and are greedy, they will suffer for themselves."
He said, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Which sentinel biscuit are you going to give?"
Xiao Mu shook his head and took the opportunity to advertise: "I opened a cake shop on Holo.com, and I was worried that it would not meet the appetite of customers."
Leo stared at his smiling face, thinking of his life experience, his heart moved slightly, although he was very weak, but... very strong.
"Every time the guest's mental strength increases, the taste decreases a little, isn't that all right?" After speaking, he turned and walked to the next bedroom.
Xiao Mu smiled, and it should indeed be made into biscuits with different degrees of sweetness and saltiness, and ordinary people like different tastes.
He looked down at the jar in his hand, opened the lid and smelled it, and the residual milky scent came out, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
It turns out that Major General Lei Ao likes to eat sweets!
When he was having breakfast the next day, he received a physical education class schedule from Mr. Gillette. He clicked to check it, and Hawk, who was sitting next to him, moved his head curiously.
"So simple?" Hawke couldn't help being surprised after reading it, "Could it be that the value is wrong?"
Xiao Mu didn't feel relaxed at all, and his face became tense.
There are a total of three events in the class, 10-minute two-kilometer run, 200 sit-ups in 10 minutes, 60 pull-ups in 10 minutes, and a five-minute break in the middle of each event, exactly forty minutes.
"What's wrong with you?" Hawke couldn't help asking when he saw his serious face.
Xiao Mu took a deep breath: "You think it's easy?"
Hawke nodded: "Ten minutes is enough for all the content." Seeing that Xiao Mu's expression was wrong, he blinked, "You... don't you think it's difficult?"
Xiao Mu didn't hide anything, nodded and replied: "Well, it's not difficult, it's completely impossible."
He runs every day and knows his physical fitness very well. At present, the limit of full physical fitness to a safe point is five kilometers in half an hour.
He can barely complete the two-kilometer run in ten minutes within forty minutes, plus one of the latter.
If he took Huoluo Powder halfway through to recover 100 physical energy, he would be able to complete the three items. However, there were many students in the physical education class, and there were many sentinels, so he could not take medicine.
Although he couldn't smell the low-grade Huoluo powder, compared with the low-grade Zhixue powder, it must have a fragrance. After all, making medicine also consumed his mental power.
Hawke scratched his hair and gained a new understanding of the weak body.
Xiao Mu smiled: "I'll tell the teacher when I'm in class, maybe I can change it."
After the two had breakfast, they took a big class on the history of medicine together. After a half-hour break, they went to the stadium together.
Seeing Gillette walk into the stadium, Xiao Mu breathed a sigh of relief. He had met him at least once, and it was easier to talk to him.
Gillette pointed to the right side: "Students who didn't have physical education class yesterday stood in a row of ten to the field on the right to test their physical fitness, and the rest of the students trained according to the class arrangement and were dismissed."
Except for twelve students who went to the field on the right, the rest of the students dispersed and went to different project areas.
Xiao Mu stood still, Hawke said: "I'll go for a run first, call me if I need anything."
Xiao Mu nodded. Two minutes later, twelve first-time PE students dispersed to different project areas. Gillette leaned against the wall with his arms folded and scanned the audience.
Xiao Mu walked over: "Teacher, I have something to ask you."
Gillette was surprised. He was very impressed by the student who broke the school's physical fitness record. Thinking about the school's arrangements, he smiled knowingly.
"Do you think it's too easy? Don't rush for success. Excessive training will be harmful to your body. Your physical fitness will increase in the future, and it will increase the difficulty of your training."
Xiao Mu: "..."
He took a deep breath and explained his purpose: "Teacher, the class arrangement is too difficult. I can't finish it now. Can I cut it down?"
"What?" Gillette rubbed his ears, "Did I hear wrong?"
Xiao Mu was slightly embarrassed, and her face was slightly red: "Can you reduce it?"
Realizing that he wasn't joking, Gillette's gentle face suddenly became serious, and his thick black eyebrows were frowned: "Xiao Mu, you have poor foundation, and you don't have the capital to be willful. Maybe it will be hard after a set of training, but you can't be lazy."
"No," Xiao Mu quickly explained, "I didn't want to be lazy, but I really can't finish it, I can do two things."
"Impossible, you can definitely do it." Gillette shouted decisively. This is an in-class arrangement made by Major General Leo himself, and it is definitely suitable for students with E-level physical fitness.
Gillette glanced sharply at Xiao Mu's fair face: "If you are afraid of suffering, then don't enter this school. If you haven't tried it, say you can't do it. The school doesn't welcome cowards."
Xiao Mu pursed his lips. He didn't know why Geely was so sure. He guessed that other E-level students might have done it, but E-level includes physical fitness 100-999, and he currently only has 260, which is in the E-level Poor Students.
However, the test here will only test the level, without a specific value, he has no way to refute it.
"Follow me." Gillette put his hands down and walked towards the start of the runway.
Xiao Mu followed behind him, and when he reached the starting point, Gillette pointed to the timing board standing beside him: "Dock with the terminal, and then start running."
Xiao Mu had no choice but to put the terminal on the LED screen on the timing card, move his hands and feet, and run. The moment he ran out, the terminal started timing.
The stadium runway is 500 meters in a circle. After four laps, the terminal vibrated slightly. He glanced at it and it showed 9 minutes and 38 seconds. The scheduled running in class was completed.
"Isn't this finished?" Ji Li glanced at his terminal, tilted his head and signaled, "Follow me."
Panting, Xiao Mu controlled her breathing, and followed Gillette to the sit-up project area.
There are two long rows of rectangles on the ground of the area. There is a movable vertical plate in the middle of each rectangle, and there is a movable foot holder on the top.
Gillette walked to the farthest position and pointed to the ground: "Start with a four-minute break." He just walked over and took a one-minute break.
According to the instructions on the vertical board, Xiao Mu sat in a rectangle, with his legs stretched out and fixed with braces, his body sat upright at a right angle, and then he moved the vertical board to the place where it happened to touch his forehead.
Four minutes later, he scanned the terminal over the LED screen on the vertical panel, folded his hands behind his head, and began to do sit-ups.
The ten-minute countdown is displayed on the left side of the vertical version, and the effective value of sit-ups is displayed on the right side. Only when the forehead touches the vertical version is it valid.
After doing ten, Xiao Mu lay panting heavily, rested for a while, then slowed down and continued. He did it slower and slower, and Gillette watched as his brows became more and more wrinkled.
A system warning sounded in his head, indicating that his physical fitness was about to be less than ten percent.
He gasped for breath, looked at the vertical board, there were only eighty-three, and he turned his head to look at Gillette: "Teacher, I can't do it."
Gillette said with a stern face: "Go on, hold on, you can move when you can talk, it looks like you don't exercise as usual, it is certain that you will be uncomfortable, don't run away, just get through this stage."
A student two places away shouted: "Teacher, haven't you heard the saying 'mud can't support a wall'? You are weak and delicate, I think you might as well apply to have him expelled from school."
Xiao Mu clenched his fists, turned his head and looked over, the student looked at him mockingly, his body was doing sit-ups like a spring, and he did ten sit-ups in a short while.
Gillette glared at the student: "It's none of your business, just exercise by yourself."
Xiao Mu took a deep breath, bent over hard, and managed to do one in about five seconds. His physical energy was lost faster as he went to the back, and his speed became slower and slower.
When the remaining 5% of physical energy fell below 2%, the alarm sounded again in his head.
He managed to lift his body up, but when he was less than five centimeters from the ground, he suddenly lost his strength and fell down. His whole body was so weak that he couldn't even open his eyes.
"Xiao Mu." Gillette was taken aback, and quickly squatted down to see his situation. He was pale and limply lying on the ground, as if dead.
"How could this be?" Gillette murmured incredulously, quickly unfastened the foot restraint, hugged Xiao Mu up, and ran out of the field like the wind.
The students all looked over curiously when they saw this, and many of them stopped training to discuss what happened.
Gillette stopped at the door for a while, and said in a cold voice with a serious face: "Continue to exercise, the teacher in the next room will come to check. If you have not completed the tasks in this class, you can stay in the next class."
After speaking, he ran out of the stadium and rushed to the infirmary. He was holding Xiao Mu in his arms, but his speed was extremely fast as if he was empty-handed.
Xiao Mu didn't have any strength in his whole body, his chest felt uncomfortable, and his breathing was a bit heavy, as if being scratched by a knife.
Contrary to his physical strength, he has sufficient mental strength and a clear mind. He could hear voices and knew what was happening outside, but he didn't have the strength to open his eyes.
Gillette broke into the infirmary, kicked away No. 1 ward, put Xiao Mu on a soft bed, and shouted: "Tang Cheng, quickly see what's wrong with him."
Tang Cheng has worked in the infirmary for three years and is very familiar with Gillette. Gillette is usually good-tempered and steady. This kind of appearance is rare. He pulled Gillette away and asked while checking, "What happened before coma?"
Gillette rubbed his face: "In-class training, he only has three simple exercises, and only then proceeded to the second one. I thought..."
"What do you think?" Tang Cheng interrupted him with a cold face, "This student was exhausted and passed out. His physique is very poor, and his life was almost in danger."
"How could this be?" Gillette was puzzled. "It shouldn't be like this. There will be absolutely no problems with his class arrangements."
This was formulated by Major General Lei Ao, how could something go wrong!
Tang Cheng put on the oxygen inhalation equipment for Xiao Mu, and hung a bottle of glucose for him. After finishing, he turned around and looked at Gillette with his chest in his arms: "Is he the E-level physical student?"
He sneered: "As far as I know, this is the first time you have encountered this kind of student. Obviously, you made a mistake in the class arrangement. As a teacher, didn't you discover the problem before he passed out? He didn't tell you when he felt uncomfortable? "
Gillette showed shame: "He said it, and I thought he was afraid of suffering." He paused, "But there will be no mistakes in the class arrangement."
"Oh, you're really confident," Tang Cheng twitched his lips, "What's the matter, aren't you going to change his class arrangement? You know, trauma is easy to treat, physical fitness can only be recovered by oneself, and the recovery speed of medicine and food is very slow , not dealt with in time, it is easy to go wrong.”
Gillette showed embarrassment. Major General Leo was his idol, and he was omnipotent in his heart. He didn't believe that there was something wrong with the class arrangement he made.
"Could it be that he's not feeling well today?" He speculated about other possibilities.
"He is in good health, everything is good except that his strength is exhausted." Tang Cheng frowned, "When did you dare not even admit your mistakes?"
Gillette subconsciously didn't want to mention Leo, and didn't want others to know that Major General Leo might have made a mistake.
"I will go back to do data analysis and research. If there is a problem, I will apologize to him and make new class arrangements for him."
Tang Cheng waved his hand: "Go, people will be fine with me."
"I'm sorry to trouble you." Gillette finished speaking and left the infirmary. After thinking about it, he sent a message to the teacher in the stadium next door. Instead of going back to the stadium, he went directly to the office building.
When he passed the one-person office of the substitute teacher in the military department, he hesitated for a moment. Just as he was hesitating, the office door opened, and Leo frowned: "Mr. Gillette, I remember correctly, it's class time now."
Gillette immediately stood at attention: "Major General Leo." His lips moved, his expression tangled.
"Tell me something." Leo said coldly, he was most annoyed by other people's moaning.
Gillette froze, and subconsciously told about Xiao Mu's coma. After finishing speaking, his voice became softer: "I think the major general's class arrangement must be right, maybe there are other reasons."
Xiao Mu's bright eyes last night suddenly appeared in Lei Ao's mind, thinking that he is now in a coma, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
He called up the in-class arrangement reserved by the terminal: "This is what you gave him?"
Gillette looked at the screen seriously. The training program was simple, and he finished it at a glance: "Yes."
Leo frowned: "How much did he do today?"
"A two-kilometer run, plus 98 sit-ups."
"Temporarily change to a two-kilometer run, 100 sit-ups," Leo said, adding, "There is no time limit."
Gillette nodded and lowered his head to make changes in the terminal. When he made changes and sent them to Xiao Mu tomorrow morning, Leo had already disappeared.
When Lei Ao walked into the infirmary, Tang Cheng said in surprise, "Major General Lei Ao, what's wrong?"
Lei Ao asked: "Which ward is Xiao Mu in?"
"No. 1." There are very few patients in the infirmary who need hospital beds. Although there are many people fighting in the school, the medical team only needs the treatment equipment and mobile medicine for treatment.
Patients who need a hospital bed for more than two hours will not stay at the school and will go to the hospital.
Tang Cheng watched Lei Ao walk into the No. 1 ward, and touched his chin thoughtfully.
Xiao Mu was lying on the hospital bed, with long black hair scattered on the white pillow, a hanging needle in his right hand, and a support device connected to his face.
Leo walked to the head of the bed and looked down at him. Under the support of the black hair, his face was extremely pale.
Lei Ao frowned. When they met, Xiao Mu's face was always red, and now he felt it was particularly unpleasant.
Xiao Mu was very surprised. His mental tentacles had a unique crazy reaction to Leo. Although he couldn't hear the movement and didn't open his eyes, he knew that Leo was right next to him.
He felt it when Leo entered the infirmary, and he immediately established a mental barrier.
He was puzzled and didn't understand why Leo came here.
Half an hour later, his physical fitness finally recovered to 5%.
Xiao Mu opened his eyes and met Lei Ao's gaze. He bent his eyes and wanted to speak, but he found his mouth and nose were blocked by the oxygen mask as soon as he said a word.
Leo frowned: "The three simple exercises can't be completed, what are you laughing at?"
Xiao Mu was stunned. He wasn't going to laugh, but just greeted him subconsciously. This person came to see him just to show his disgust
He glanced at him, and raised his hand to take off the oxygen mask, but unfortunately, his hands were limp and dull, so he didn't move.
Leo bent down and stretched out his hand to help him, but before he could withdraw his hand, when it touched Leo's hand, his fingers curled up immediately.
Leo glanced at him: "Are you so afraid of contact with people?" He picked up the oxygen mask and did not take it off, "Is it difficult to breathe?"
"No." Xiao Mu couldn't help frowning as he said, his voice was too weak.
Lei Ao hesitated for a moment, and put the oxygen supply mask on him again. The corner of Xiao Mu's mouth twitched, and before he could speak, Lei Ao came out of the ward and called for the doctor.
Tang Cheng came in and looked at Xiao Mu's situation: "It's okay, just rest and recover your strength."
Leo bent down again, took off the oxygen supply mask, Tang Cheng received it in his hand, and glanced at the glucose solution: "It will take about an hour, but you should still have little strength after that, should you go back to the dormitory or be hospitalized?"
"Go back to the dormitory." Xiao Mu didn't hesitate, he didn't want to be so soft all the time, go back to the dormitory to avoid people taking medicine, he will recover soon.
Thinking of this, he quickly sent a message to Hawk, asking him to help take out the backpack from the stadium locker.
Tang Cheng said: "It's better to have someone take you back, it's not safe for you."
Xiao Mu was about to talk about finding a friend, when Lei Ao said, "I'll see him off."