Winner in life

In this way, Ruihe began his days in the military academy.

Yesterday he attended the freshman orientation meeting, and today is the day for formal classes. Ruihe and Zheng Peipei set off early in the morning. The two were in different classes. According to Vice Principal Madonna, Ruihe's elite class is the "S" class, which is full of students with S-level and SS-level mental power.

"This is your new classmate, Zhou Yuanqing." Vice Principal Madonna personally led Ruihe to the office and handed him over to the teacher.

The teacher of the elite class is called Frieda White, with a frown on her forehead and sharp eyes, looking very strict.

"Okay Madonna, I will teach the students, don't get in the way here." Teacher White waved his hand, "No matter what kind of students, they are the same in my hands, don't think of any privileges! If you want privileges, go to other classes."

"Oh, look at you..." Vice Principal Madonna said with a smile, "Okay, I'll leave now." Then she said to Ruihe, "Study hard, and tell me if you need any help."

Teacher White snorted.

"Okay, let's go now!"

Rui He stood by and said goodbye to her politely.

"Come with me." Teacher White looked at her sideways, and her high heels were tapping very fast. Rui He followed behind her, listening to her walking and saying: "The students in the elite class are all very qualified. In addition to you, there is another freshman named Xue Li, who is an S-level psychic. You can be your deskmate. For me, grades are the most important criterion for judgment. Other factors, such as your family background, who brought you to me, are all irrelevant factors. I don't care about them at all. If your grades are not up to standard, leave, do you understand?"

"I understand."

Teacher White looked back at Rui He and continued to introduce:

"There is only one elite class in Daze Campus, so it is a mixed class. In addition to you two freshmen, there are originally 17 students, including third-year students and second-year students."

"Okay, thank you."

In the classroom, Ward Hill was turning the mecha key. The thin chain was wrapped around his wrist, and the uniquely shaped key was turned around by his fingers. He is a junior in the elite class, and he is as handsome and tall as his father, General Hill.

"Hey Ward, he's here."

Ward looked out the window, and sure enough, Teacher White was leading a tall young man to the classroom. He narrowed his eyes and slapped the mecha key on the table: "Let's get started."

"Watch me, Ward!" The brown-haired boy smiled, "I want to see what the SSS level is."

Ward smiled and said, "It's up to you, Tim."

The elite class has an entire independent teaching building, or a campus. After entering the gate, there are exquisite greenery, and vermilion buildings are interspersed in between, staggered.

"Madonna said you don't live on campus. Here, the dormitory buildings are those two, villa-style, one dormitory per floor." Teacher White pointed to the building with a white spire in the distance and said, "If you change your mind, come to me, I will help you with the procedures."

Ruihe retracted his gaze and thanked him politely again.

"We're in the classroom—" Teacher White's frown deepened, she was very unhappy, "No rules!" She stretched out her hand to grab the void.

The air vibrated, Ruihe stood still.

"Huh?" Teacher White didn't catch anything, a little surprised.

The students in the elite class are naturally talented, but with it comes the difficulty of discipline. Without a little iron-blooded means, it is really impossible to control this class of students. According to school regulations, spiritualists cannot use spiritual power in non-teaching areas. If they hurt other students, the punishment regulations are very strict. Students in the elite class are difficult to manage. I don't know how many times this school rule has been violated. They are smart and don't make any big trouble every time. They just let it go after being punished.

She just felt the energy of spiritual power released in the air, and she knew that it must be those arrogant kids who wanted to show off to the freshmen and establish their prestige, but she tried to stop them—but she didn't stop them.

Teacher White looked at Ruihe, who smiled at her: "Aren't you leaving?" As he spoke, he flicked his hand lightly, and a subtle sound of breaking air entered White's ears. She turned around suddenly and saw a brown-haired student in the classroom jumping up like a monkey.

"Let's go." Teacher White smiled for the first time since they met.

When he came to the classroom and stood on the podium, White knocked on the table: "Everyone sit down." The students who were talking returned to their seats one after another, their eyes fixed on Ruihe beside her. White introduced: "This is the freshman Zhou Yuanqing, applaud and welcome him."

Sparse applause rang out.

"There is also a freshman named Xue Li, who can't report due to something. The two freshmen will sit in the first row. Tim, you sit in the back."

Tim's expression was strange, and he kept staring at Ruihe. He was very familiar with Teacher White's mental power. The one who just hit his mental power needle back was clearly a strange breath. That person was very tough. Not only did he disperse his mental power needle, but he also hit it back with his backhand.

The spiritual force needle gave him a terrifying feeling. He didn't even dare to stop it. He watched helplessly as the spiritual force punched a hole in his desk.

White emphasized: "Tim Brown, please sit in the back row."

"Oh." Tim picked up his schoolbag and found an empty table in the back.

Ruihe sat down and his eyes fell on a small hole as thin as a hair on the desk. There was still a familiar energy left on it. He smiled. It turned out that the person who gave him a show of power was called Tim Brown.

"Okay, on the first day of the new semester, let's not do anything else but have a mecha practical class!" Teacher White clapped his hands, "In the final exam last semester, the first place was Ward Hill, and the last place was Tim Brown. You guys will go first."

"Oh! Great!"

"Teacher White, will the last place in this practical class be punished?"

"Of course." White looked around the classroom and looked at every student, "No one has cleaned up the snowballs in Songxueyuan for the whole holiday. I think you are needed there."

"Oh my God! I hate this punishment!"

"Why is such a disgusting thing called a snowball! It should be called a dung ball!"

"No, I think it's more appropriate to call it a dung ball."

"Ugh! Ken, I beg you to shut up!"

Ward glanced at Tim, and Tim shouted at the top of his voice: "Teacher, what about this new guy, will he take the exam?"

"New guy?" Teacher White frowned, "It seems that a year of military school education has not taught you how to write the word politeness."

"... Just, just Zhou Yuanqing." Tim's voice became smaller.

"Next time I hear you speak rudely, you'll have to go take another ancient earth etiquette class. If you fail the test, don't even think about graduating from school." White gave Tim a light beating, and seeing that the classroom was quiet, he nodded with satisfaction, "A vacation has passed. I don't know what you did during the vacation, and I can't control it, but as long as you come to my class, you must follow my rules. Those who don't follow the rules will all be kicked out. I don't need this student."

She has such confidence. Although her surname is very ordinary, her ancestor, to be precise, should be her great-grandfather-Caesar Perez, who is not only the second SSS-level psychic, but also a pioneer in the era of mecha evolution.

After Caesar Perez, his bloodline did not produce a genius like him, but this generation had Frieda White, who awakened the SS-level psychic power, and like her great-grandfather, she had an almost instinctive ability to cultivate talents. Under her hands, qualified talents were successfully carved out, continuously supplying fresh blood to the Federation. She also received the Lifetime Gardener Award from the President himself. She is a very famous and powerful teacher.

"It's Teacher White." Tim replied dejectedly, "I won't do it again."

"Okay, then follow me to the training ground."

Everyone left the classroom one after another. Ward was the last one to walk. When he passed by Ruihe's desk, he squatted down to tie his shoelaces, and his pupils shrank.

There was an invisible black spot on the floor. He reached out to touch it. It was not a black spot, but a hole. He also used mental power to detect it. It was three meters deep.

Ward patted his trouser legs and stood up as if nothing had happened. He walked slowly with his hands in his pockets. Fortunately, Tim dodged quickly, otherwise his feet would have been pierced.

Zhou Yuanqing is not a good-tempered person. It seems that his father's investigation is not entirely correct. Tim gave him a warning, and the other party returned it twice, not choosing the time, and reported it on the spot. For people with such personalities, the original method seems to be not very useful, but you can still try it.

When they arrived at the training ground, Huade was the first to go up. He used his own mecha. When the mecha appeared, Ruihe felt a flash in front of his eyes. It is no exaggeration to say that he was really dazzled.

The mecha was inlaid with diamond-like things all over its body. Under the light, the decorations sparkled, making people unable to look away. He even heard Teacher White's breathing quickened at the moment the mecha appeared.

"Let's start." White said.

Then the field began to change. Ruihe stood on the platform at the edge and watched. He saw that the entire training ground had undergone a huge change. With the support of holographic technology, it became a dense primitive jungle. Plants, birds and animals were all lifelike. In the base of the Sea Star, this kind of training ground belongs to the advanced training ground.

White quickly slid on the control screen: "Marking completed, one hundred targets."

As she moved, one hundred lights lit up in the jungle at the same time. On a display screen next to it that was ten times larger, the objects attached to the one hundred lights were clearly displayed, including animals and plants.

"Ten seconds to remember, ten, nine, eight--" White counted the seconds, "three, two, one!"

"One minute, start!"

On the stage, Ward quickly evolved the mecha, transformed into a shiny leopard, and leaped into the primitive jungle. He--or rather, the leopard--was agile, and could only leave a shiny trail of movement when he moved. He quickly caught the marked targets one by one, threw them into the air, and the training ground system took the initiative to record the score.

"So fast!"

"Ward seems to be faster than before. He is not on vacation this holiday, but has gone to special training!"

In Ruihe's eyes, Ward's activities were replayed in his mind like slow motion. Mental power is not only used in combat. If it is fully developed, it can take a person's perception system to a higher level. Ruihe's perception ability has been exceptionally good under the improvement of genetic drugs. After years of hard work in developing mental power, his perception ability has now been raised to a terrifying level, and no one knows except him.

"Not bad, 57.566 seconds, 0.344 seconds faster than last semester." Teacher White praised. Ward wiped his sweat and said modestly: "I didn't stop training during the holidays."

"Very good. Tim, it's your turn."

Tim went on stage with a droopy face. One minute later, he missed a target.

White's face was as dark as water: "You were able to finish on time last semester, so what did you do this holiday? The mecha stalled in the air three times. This is not a mistake you should have made!"

"Sorry, teacher, give me another chance." Tim apologized, stroking his hair.

White shook his head and looked at Ruihe: "Come on."

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