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"Introduce yourself."

The dim light elongated the figure of the man with the eyes, standing like a wall in front of the tortured person.

A person headed by the central government made an emotionless inquiry in a cold and stiff voice.

"Tell me about yourself?"

Someone reminded him in a low voice, which seemed a little anxious from the tone of voice.

Don't worry, Livre, isn't this the atmosphere of playing like this?

Just like those policemen in film and television works, they used huge psychological pressure to destroy the prisoner's psychological defense line, and finally said:
"You tell me!"

Isn't this similar to the same purpose?
"Linman, Augusta Linman..."

The slightly hoarse voice sounds like the sound of a crow in a dim environment. Even if you try your best to blend in with the environment, but without the camouflage of a black skin like a crow, you can't really blend into the darkness.

Suddenly, harshly, it stopped abruptly with the impatient wave of the person not far away, and finally disappeared.

"They said, you have worked on a navy ship and achieved results. Is that true?"

The sense of pressure, this suffocating sense of pressure reminds me of bad things, and the things buried in the memory soil seem to be sprouting, and they are about to break out of the soil.

It's so itchy, it seems like I'm starting to grow my brain!
"Yes."

Under this heavy atmosphere that can precipitate water, every time I speak, I have to pay more effort, so I can only try to simplify my speech as much as possible.

"Oh my god...the gossip is actually true..."

"...Did he use...method to get to the navy ship..."

"Hey, I said... isn't he already dead?"

"Then he's lucky...if..."

"Yeah, she's still a preparatory student, but already..."

Chirping birds, they surround the drenched crows that can only curl up on the branches, and the animals that were originally afraid of the dark are talking about the latter boldly at this moment.

They lifted the black wings that were soaked and sticky together, and they used their sharp beaks to flap the feathers that were curled up in fear, and they clamored to show off the power brought by the group.

"Cough cough..."

As if the real birds were frightened, the noisy little animals fled in all directions, returning the long-lost silence to this dim hell.

"You know her, don't you?"

If Livre was referring to, then the answer is yes, and I nodded.

"And you promised to help her, right?"

In fact, we are not that close, and most of the relationship is still based on empty words and the face of an old bastard.

Of course, she did help me, if she hadn't found me immediately, although I guess the old dog Kalinin played a major role in it, but the worried expression didn't look like a show Yes, so... I nodded.

"So you have a crush on her?"

Favor...

ha?
"Crack!"

"It's so dark in broad daylight that you hide inside and do it..."

As the classroom lighting was turned back on, the delicate atmosphere was broken in an instant, and the middle-aged man standing by the door looked at us for a moment, speechless.

"What are you doing moving the table over there, playing the Empire Judgment game?"

"Hey, Mr. Lindsay, it's okay, we'll move the table back later~"

As in most stories, the light dispels the gloom, and the three people in front of them have their own appearances, and the girl in the lead is even making faces at the teacher who just came in...

The girl sitting in the middle is wearing a long skirt. Although the dressing style and accessories do not look elegant, they are not cheap, and seeing Li Fuer's attitude towards her may also be a bigger noble .

Just like the young master before, this is also... a faction.

To be honest, the pitch is not the same as before. It is hard to imagine what kind of organ this guy uses to make the sound, and he doesn't look like a foreign race or anything.

As for Livre on the left, her cheeks were a little red, and she moved away immediately after noticing that my eyes met.

She can't be... Really have a crush on me, right?
What are you thinking Lin Man, this should be because she was shy by the question just now, girls are relatively thin-skinned, this is also normal.

And don't provoke her any more, it's not good to be hated by her for free.

Alas, it's not fun, some things have lost their sense of fun, and when I look back, there is only embarrassment left.

Now I have to help them move the tables back into place, which hasn't given me much fun.

cut!
"Alright, alright, students, hurry up and get back to your seats, our "General Knowledge of Ships" is about to begin."

"Now everyone can click on your terminal to take a photo and sign in. Remember to take a photo of the teacher as well!"

The outdated sign-in method brings unparalleled results. To take pictures conveniently and effectively, you need to take pictures of yourself and the course teacher at the same time, and only open the permission to sign-in on the teacher's side.

Although I haven't tried whether to limit the sign-in location, but it should be affirmative based on imagination, which creates difficulties for those who try to sign in to courses through illegal cheating methods.

Not only does it need to create a fake image of being with the teacher, but it also needs to change the virtual address of the terminal used for sign-in, and set up a program that can wait for the teacher to open the sign-in and automatically complete the sign-in at any time.

And before other students see the teacher, you can't know what the teacher looks like today. Even if you start to sign in after class, and some kind students send you the teacher's photo for research at the beginning. In the time of one class, make photos that can be faked...

I think that with such ability, even if you really don't come to class, it's okay.

"Okay, the sign-in time is over, let's start today's class."

"In the last class, we introduced a typical frigate produced by the Alliance in detail. Does anyone remember her name?"

Livre and the noblewoman, let's call her noblewoman, sat and whispered together, it seemed that this kind of general education class to help students understand the operation of the navy was very easy.

After noticing the look in my eyes, the noblewoman turned her head and smiled at me, and quickly ended the contact again.

"Brother, not bad, it seems that your relationship with them should be very good?"

Sitting behind me was a young man who looked a little casual, and he was not too badly dressed, maybe he was a powerful person from somewhere.

At this moment, this powerful person is bowing his waist and hiding his head behind my back, trying to whisper to me.

"It's okay, I can't say I'm familiar with it, but it's not like I don't know it at all."

"Oh, that's a pity, I also want to ask you to give me their contact information..."

A somewhat helpless tone came from behind, and some disappointment could be felt vaguely in it. It seemed that this guy seemed to have a crush on one of the two of them.

"Okay, then in the next lesson we will continue to introduce the typical ships of the Alliance. Now the image projected on the holographic projection is a standard destroyer of the Alliance Navy's 'Velvet Daisy' class. You can synchronize your terminals to Come up to the podium, and then visit and study on your own..."

Just right, I can study this course offline. Since I want to be a navy, I have to have a good understanding of ships, right?

"Hey, I have a great idea bro!"

Gee!
A lingering voice came from behind, it seemed that this lesson was not so easy to learn!
"Listen, I'm going to organize a dinner party tonight, and you have to find a way to help me invite these two sisters?"

Well, this line sounds like it is discussing with me, but the tone is a tone of command.

Co-authoring is treating me as a servant at home, right? It's fine to accompany you out to study, and I have to try my best to serve you, the young master.

"Hey, eh?"

It seemed that I was a little anxious to wait for my answer, and the person behind me began to gently poke my shoulder.

It's annoying, and I have to figure out a way to get rid of him.

Let's just say that I'm not very familiar with them...ah, no, he just saw us "playing games" around there, so it's not so convincing to say I'm not familiar with them now.

If you can be familiar with it, the rest of the relationship can be explained by unequal relationship...

"Sorry, I've only reached the point where I'm being used by them. If I want to take the initiative to control their behavior, I'm afraid I can't do it."

"But if you really need it, I can help you tell them later that you have this plan, but it's up to them whether to go or not?"

"Is that so..."

Regretful tone, but he didn't seem to have any special reaction to my answer... Should I continue to listen to the class?

"Yes, of course. Judging from the size, the destroyer is of course larger than the frigate. Can you find any other differences?"

"The layout of the power compartment of the destroyer is also different from that of the frigate."

"Oh, that's right, this classmate has discovered a very important difference very keenly."

"As we have said before, the destroyer is the smallest type of ship in the navy that can maintain long-distance navigation and self-sustainability, so it is equipped with a standard type of transition core and is equipped with a large number of heat exchange equipment."

"You see, the energy output from the core will immediately pass through the heat radiation exchanged by the main heat exchanger here after entering the main engine. You must know that a very large amount of energy needs to be exchanged to maintain a ship's navigation and transition, so the developed power system and The heat exchange system is also not available in previous frigates."

"The most dangerous thing in space is not the enemy, but the excess energy generated by oneself. The main gun shooting, shield resistance, and host work will all generate a lot of energy. We need to convert this energy into a state that can be well exported and eliminated. , to avoid catastrophic implosion due to energy accumulation."

Perhaps because I believed my words, my back has become quieter...