Fifteen light armors had roared away, leaving Baichuan Academy, which was almost in ruins, silent and silent in the night. The body of the red-tailed beast was taken away without leaving a trace.
"It seems we have to find another way." Ye Zhong said helplessly as he looked down at the fragments of the neutrino repair device at his feet.
Shang suggested: "Yi Zi, you should spend more time on the '**'. This is more realistic." The gun that Shang mentioned was the one that Ye Zhong obtained from the warehouse and was called a failure. Experimental light armor. The name ** was named after Shang. As soon as ** came out, the world was in awe. Regarding naming, which was meaningless in Ye Chong's opinion, he naturally would not argue with Shang, and it didn't matter what he called it.
"Well, it seems that this is the only option." Ye Dian nodded. This is indeed a more feasible plan at present.
The process of returning to our accommodation was smooth and without any surprises. Probably because of resting during the day, Ye Chong showed no signs of sleepiness. So he came to the light armor training ground in the building.
The scientific research team is indeed very wealthy. Even in an ordinary branch building in such an ordinary city, the luxurious facilities are mouth-watering. Take the mech armor training ground as an example. Not only does it have twice the space of an ordinary mech armor training ground, it also has many auxiliary instruments installed around it. They can capture every detail of the master's movements from all directions and then transmit them to In the light brain in the corner. Masters can use it to understand the correctness of each of their actions. Moreover, the various devices in the training ground are also very rich, far more than the standard configuration.
Due to the late night, the huge training ground was empty. However, this was exactly what Ye Chong wanted. He didn't like people watching while he was training.
Call out **. Ye Chong climbed onto the light armor and got into the cockpit.
Looking at the weird triangular main console, he took a deep breath and began to calm down and train.
Compared to other teachers. Ye Zhong was not very dependent on a certain type of mech armor. After coming out of the garbage star, his mech armors were constantly changing, one by one. Every time he changed the light armor, he needed to get familiar with the light armor again, so he was quite familiar with this job. The only thing that gave him a headache was the weirdly sized main console, and he suffered a lot from it.
In fact, there is another solution, which is to replace the main console and switch back to a standard main console. In this way, the familiarization time can be greatly shortened, but this will reduce the combat effectiveness of the light armor. And this discount is huge. It reached a point where Ye Chong couldn't ignore it, so he also rejected the plan.
Start from scratch!
Staring at the triangular main console in front of him, Ye Chong seemed to have a fire burning in his heart! when. Have you ever been afraid of difficulties
Just do it, Ye Zhong began to explore bit by bit like a beginner. It was as if he had returned to the hard training days on the Junk Planet, and his heart was full and full of expectations.
In the open training field, there is a very clumsy-looking light armor. Like a toddler, it makes various movements slowly and clumsily. Each movement reveals the unwavering faith of the instructor in the cockpit!
How hard is it to train with high intensity and concentration for five consecutive hours
Ye Chong's whole body was already soaked. As if he had just been fished out of the water, he was panting like an ox, and his steps were like lead.
Ye Chong returned to the room and fell asleep. Just fifteen minutes after he returned to his room, other admitted people began to arrive. In a moment, the originally empty training ground was filled with light armor. There were many thoughtful people among them. Counting all the teachers present, only No. 231 was missing. This also slightly disappointed several teachers who were interested in No. 231. However, they quickly put aside their doubts and concentrated on training.
You know, no matter what industry. If you want to enter the first-class realm, you need to persist in hard training. Each of these teachers is well aware of this truth, so they dare not slack off at all times.
It was already afternoon when Ye Chong woke up. According to the notice, he needs to go to the meeting point. When he arrived at the rendezvous, he was the last person standing. Ye Chong sat on the last row of the float expressionlessly and said nothing.
As soon as he sat down, the float started.
"Good afternoon everyone. The place we are about to arrive now is the training base. From now on, you will be the official instructors of the first training class of the Haina Xingming Sound City Branch of the scientific research group. Here, first of all, congratulations on your success Passed the assessment! I am very honored to work with you." The speaker was a bald man, and his shiny bald head looked like a large light bulb under the light of the float.
He chuckled and said: "I almost forgot to introduce myself. My name is Sanda. I am Mr. Powell's deputy and will also be the person in charge of this event. If you have any questions, you can come to me at any time. Since we are also the first This is the first time we have organized a similar event. We apologize for any inconvenience.”
Everyone looked at him, but no one spoke.
Sanda didn't take it seriously and continued: "Since you don't have any questions, let me talk about today's arrangements. After arriving at the training base, we will divide into groups. Everyone will receive their own group numbers, and then the trainees participating in the training will They will be free to choose the group they want to join. Of course, each group can only have a maximum of twenty students. Once a group's quota is full, he will automatically withdraw from the available group numbers. Well, according to The number of students in this training." He raised his head, glanced at the teachers and soldiers present, and suddenly grinned: "There are exactly twenty students in each group."
Seeing the bald man above talking incessantly, Ye Chong couldn't get the slightest bit of interest. All he could think about was the triangular main console. At first, he just thought that the triangular main console was a bit weird, but when he fumbled around today, he felt that there seemed to be a certain pattern in the distribution of its buttons. The high load of exercise during training prevented him from calming down and thinking. Now that he was quiet, he couldn't help but fall into thinking about this issue.
Ye Chong, who was sinking, couldn't even be shaken by thunder, and he didn't listen to a word of what Zanda said impassionedly above him.
It wasn't until the car stopped that he woke up from his reverie.
"Shang, what did he say just now?" Ye Chong, who didn't hear what Shenda said, followed everyone into the training base in confusion, and had no choice but to ask Shang.
"Don't bother me." Shang replied impatiently: "I'm busy." Soon he fell into silence again.
Ye Chong shrugged helplessly. Fortunately, he was walking at the end of the team and no one saw him. Shang has been much more honest these past two days, probably knowing that he almost got into trouble last time. It was strangely silent during this period, and every time Ye Zhong asked, he always said that he was busy. He didn't know what he was busy with all day long. He didn't want to say it, and Ye Zhong couldn't tell him the reason.
Fortunately, without his troubles, Ye Chong felt a little calmer.
A group of people walked into a conference room. In front of the conference room was a large holographic screen. It has numbers from one to twenty-five written on it, arranged in a row. Soon, each instructor was issued a number, and Ye Chong's number was the last one, No. 25.
Sanda stood up: "Okay, everyone, everyone has received their numbers. From now on, this number will be your group number. Next, it is time for the students to choose you." Then he turned his head to the side. The staff gave an order, indicating that it could start.
As the staff gave the order, the index indicating the number of people under each number on the holographic screen quickly began to rise upwards. Within twenty-five seconds, the group number numbered five was full, and the teacher holding this number in his hand smiled proudly. You know, the sooner the quota is filled, the stronger the instructor is in the minds of these students.
The amounts of other groups are constantly increasing, but there is only number 25 with a big "" below it. And this number has not seen a jump for a long time.
Three minutes have passed, and there is only one number left that is not full, and that is number 25, and its number is still ""!
All eyes in the conference room were focused on Ye Chong. Sitting in the last row, holding the last number, Ye Zhong, who was still not full, sat as usual, his expression unchanged, cold but without a trace of embarrassment, and he calmly welcomed everyone's gaze.
"This is terrible, we started too slowly! There is only the twenty-fifth left, what should I do?" A student said with a sad face, extremely annoyed.
The student on the side gloated: "Who told you to start so slowly? Tell you to hurry up, but you still hesitate. This must be terrible. On the 25th, I heard that he used the back door, otherwise with his level Can he be admitted? Anyway, I won’t be in his group even if I die.”
"If I had known earlier, I would have just filled in a number randomly. It would have been better than now." The student who chose No. 25 looked regretful.
Xiqing looked at these people with cold eyes, turned around and left without saying anything. He chose No. 25 at the first opportunity, and he was also the first to choose No. 25. Because until now, I am the only one on No. 25. At that time, White knew he had chosen No. 25 and thought he was crazy. But Xiqing knew exactly what he was doing.
He walked quickly into the gathering place of the twenty-five groups.
The atmosphere in the conference room was surprisingly weird. On the holographic screen, except for the lonely "" under No. 25, all other groups are full. Even if I only selected the number 25, the number below still didn’t jump for a long time! The conference room was silent, but many people had sneers on their faces, and even looked at Ye Chong with contempt and disdain.
What does this mean? This shows that those students are still unwilling to choose No. 25 when they have no other choice. In other words, no one believes in the strength of No. 25. Oh no, everyone glanced at the "" on the holographic screen, and there was still one person who supported him!
In the last row, Ye Zhong, the last one, sat as straight as before!