"Nie Chuan, haven't you always liked Lin Shuyan?"
"Why did you change the taste?"
Why Shang Xingxuan is cold now, he is so uncomfortable.
Nie Chuan pursued Lin Shuyan from the Omega Academy next door with great fanfare. Half the school knew about it. Lin Shuyan can also be regarded as one of the male gods of the Omega Academy, but the Alpha Academy of the First Military Academy is separate from the Omega, so they have only heard of his name and have never seen him.
"How is it possible, I'm very specific, okay?"
Nie Chuan was dumbfounded.
He was obviously thinking about the general pheromone. How come they think so far.
Before the car arrived at the gate of the military area, Nie Chuan was explaining that he had no idea about Shang Xingxuan, but in fact these seniors were just making fun of him to get closer to him.
He Qixing saw through their intentions at a glance, so Nie Chuan poked him to help explain, but he didn't help either.
The moment the car officially entered the compound of the military region.
Nie Chuan's mouth was already dry, so he stopped, and then found that the students around him suddenly stopped talking as if they were dumb.
Surrounded by soldiers wearing all-black T-shirts and military trousers, they are exercising together. Although they are still students, it feels a bit disrespectful to continue making jokes.
Nie Chuan sat in his seat, as if he had ADHD.
After finally waiting for the teacher outside to say that they can get off the bus, he finally jumped up.
As soon as he got out of the car, there were four generals standing in front of them. Looking at the female general staring at him, he felt a little apprehensive.
Because when I went to the hospital to visit the general last time, it was this female general who trained him.
He always felt that he might have offended her in some way.
I just hope that he doesn't go under her for this internship.
"Student number 11234, you have been assigned to General Mo Xiao's regiment."
Student number 11234. This student number sounds familiar.
Nie Chuan frowned, resisting from the bottom of his heart to admit that the student number was his own, until he was pushed out by He Qixing, and then he saluted abruptly. "arrive."
"..." He Qixing frowned.
Whatever you want, just go directly, his voice attracted everyone's attention.
"Student Nie Chuan, right?"
"Yes!"
Mo Xiao stepped on military boots with a slight heel and walked up to Nie Chuan. Both of them were alphas with almost the same height. They just stepped on thick-heeled boots, and she just happened to be able to look at the boy at the same level.
"Seeing that you are very energetic, after receiving the military uniform of the military area later, why not run around the military area for a few laps."
He Qixing pushed his glasses.
Seeing Nie Chuan's expression collapsed, he responded weakly.
"Yes, sir."
Before Nie Chuan turned around completely, he heard the teacher over there report the next student number.
"Student number 11235, you have been assigned to Captain Keppel."
He Qixing took a step forward, saluted, and when he passed by Nie Chuan, he gave him a look of pity, and then trotted to his queue.
Keppel patted He Qixing on the shoulder with a gentle expression.
"I've heard of you, young man, you have a bright future."
"The head of the group is overrated." He Qixing nodded slightly.
Keppel thought about it.
"You have the highest military rank among these students...but you are the youngest among these students." Keppel was a little unsure, "Are you interested in being the class leader of the temporary class formed by our group of intern students? If you If I'm not sure, I'll think about other people."
"If I have this opportunity, I certainly won't miss it."
There was a glimmer of light in He Qixing's calm eyes.
Who would say no to a resume in hand.
"..." Nie Chuan looked at it from afar, feeling sour.
He Qixing's fortune was too good. He became the squad leader as soon as he entered the army. He was sad at first, and then Nie Chuan was a little disappointed. If He Qixing could be in the same group as him, wouldn't he be covered by someone?
Waited and waited.
Wait until everyone has received their uniforms.
Nie Chuan lowered his head and put down the things in his hands alone, turned around and ran under the expressions of sympathy or gloating from his companions, because Mo Xiao didn't specify how many laps he would run, so he had to run laps and laps. Until Mo Xiao was willing to let him stop.
Keppel had just come out of the restaurant, looked at Nie Chuan running in the sunset, felt some subtle sympathy, and dissuaded him.
"Mo Xiao. He's still a child."
"It's twenty years old according to the information." Mo Xiao said coldly.
"Why do I think...you treat him like this because you have an affair." Keppel joked. "Because we are both fans, are you dissatisfied that the other party has attracted General Gu Huan's attention?"
Mo Xiao frowned.
"Do not."
"I just want him to deserve the attention of a general on the ground."
"It's only a few laps, it's not enough."
Keppel spread his hands.
Nie Chuan really had to ask for blessings, but it fell into Mo Xiao's hands.
"Then I'll go down and rest first."
"Eat something too, Mo Xiao."
Keppel handed Mo Xiao two bags of nutrient solution, one for Mo Xiao and one for the recruit who had just entered the barracks and was targeted.
Mo Xiao got the two bags of nutrient solution in her hand, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly, "Thank you."
Keppel waved his hand.
He left the gate with a few subordinates.
Mo Xiao looked at the nutrient solution in her hand and waited for a while, then stopped the boy who appeared in front of her again after going around.
"stop."
Nie Chuan was already sweating profusely from running, and panted for a while, out of breath.
"Sir, have I run enough?"
Mo Xiao's eyes flickered slightly. "not enough."
Nie Chuan: "..."
He felt that the amount of laps he ran was stronger than that in the military training in the military school, why it was not enough.
This General Mo Xiao, why is he so devilish, but he didn't dare to say it directly, he just pursed his lips and lowered his head.
"Thirty-four laps, so-so."
She read the information, Nie Chuan's physical fitness seems to have reached the S level, but his mental strength is only at the B level.
Her legion is all mech soldiers, and they pay more attention to mental strength than physical fitness. Leaving aside S-level physical fitness, B-level mental strength can't be considered outstanding, but they can indeed control mechas.
It is very difficult to improve one's mental strength, but exercising one's spirit and breaking through one's limits is the simplest and most brutal way.
If she hadn't just started, she probably wouldn't have stopped.
"Do you want to be a mech soldier?"
"Yes, of course!" Nie Chuan suddenly raised his head.
He came to Jialin just to be a mecha soldier and fight Zerg!
"If you want, let me see if you have the perseverance."
Mo Xiao gave Nie Chuan the two bags of nutrient solution in his hand.
When he was about to leave, he said lightly beside Nie Chuan.
"This is the general's favorite drink."
Hearing Mo Xiao's words, Nie Chuan, who was originally exhausted, immediately regained his energy. Looking at Mo Xiao's back, his eyes were full of emotion.
"It turns out that this is what a fan should look like."
...
Sitting in the office, Gu Huan quickly drank the nutrient solution in his hand, squeezed his fingers, and threw the trash to the little robot beside him.
His hands crossed the information that Chu Xinglin's intelligence team had shared with him.
"The research subjects funded by Chu Fengyuan once had digital tattoos on their bodies..."
Gu Huan frowned slightly.
Did he guess wrong
He has no tattoos.
Resting his fingers on his forehead, Gu Huan pondered for a while, then raised his head, the headlights around the office were all on, so it should have been dark outside.
He took out some medicine from the dimensional ring, mixed it with water and swallowed it, and his lips that were soaked in water turned a faint pink.
These medicines were prescribed to him by Huo Dejiu.
Since he was completely marked by Chu Xinglin, the real pheromones in the glands will gradually leak out. In order to slow down this trend and maintain the same pheromone smell as before, he must take some special medicine to maintain it.
He picked up his coat and put it on.
From the military building, he took the elevator down little by little. Before reaching the ground, Gu Huan saw the soldiers at the door looking out through the glass door.
He followed suit.
"General..."
"General..."
Seeing Gu Huan appear, the surrounding soldiers made way for Gu Huan one by one.
Gu Huan walked through it and saw the scenery they saw.
Under the moonlight, two alphas, male and female, poured mineral water on top of their heads, yelled slogans, and ran profusely in sweat.
In this technologically advanced interstellar world, few people train in such a primitive way, because all kinds of virtual training rooms are prevalent, and people like Mo Xiao and Nie Chuan who simply run outside have become performance art instead.
"How many laps did they do?"
"Hundreds of laps."
"..."
When he heard the answer, Gu Huan even thought that he had strayed into some kind of youth romance.
But when he listened carefully to their reciprocal slogans, the corners of Gu Huan's mouth twitched again.
For a moment, it was unclear who led whom astray.
"What are we going to be?"
"The best armored soldier!"
"for what?"
"To drive the Zerg out!
"Who's watching us?"
"General Gu Huan!!"