I really don't understand kids these days. You can mock others, but others can't mock you?
I always feel that the current education system is inadequate and needs to be reformed, but the education sector is not under his jurisdiction.
Upon entering the villa, Li Bingcang spoke first: "I'm getting old and need to rest, I'll go upstairs first."
“Hmm,” Ruan Mingchu had no choice but to swallow back the invitation he hadn’t yet uttered.
It's a bit strange. They weren't so concerned about league results, so why don't they care about the players' abilities now?
Li Bingcang: It's because you gave me too many surprises that I can't recover. I'm afraid the impact will be even greater!
Most of the villas in the dormitory area only have training rooms on the first basement level. The second basement level of this villa was specially built by Ruan Mingchu.
That's right, when he came to compete representing the First Military Academy ten years ago, his team stayed here.
This is like revisiting a familiar place.
The basement and the buildings above ground have been renovated several times, leaving no trace of their former appearance.
But the second basement level remains the same as it was ten years ago.
A few days ago, we only asked them to reinforce it a bit.
After entering the second basement level, Ruan Mingchu walked around the area.
He couldn't quite explain his feelings. He had thought he would never come here again, but he had come back today.
He only stayed at the academy for a year before going to the battlefield. He and his teammates at the time were only formed temporarily, and they had no contact after the competition ended.
Thinking back to those days when we sweated together here, I actually feel a little nostalgic.
The league doesn't require high mech piloting skills, and there wasn't even such a competition originally, since military academies don't teach it.
The military insisted on organizing this competition to find some promising talents with high mecha skills, so they could recruit them into their own ranks.
However, because it accounts for a significant portion of the score, everyone has no choice but to practice diligently.
After taking a stroll, Ruan Mingchu also calmed down.
Upon reaching the basement level, one could hear heavy breathing.
Kong Yixia muttered under her breath, "We're supposed to be manufacturing and maintaining mecha, so why do we have to endure such grueling training? I started working with mechas because I didn't want to train..."
Ruan Mingchu wanted to laugh when he heard this.
Alphas are proud, and even if they are truly lazy, they won't admit it. Few are as self-aware as Kong Yixia.
As soon as Ruan Mingchu appeared, everyone noticed him, after all, he was the root of their suffering.
Mu Yu walked over quickly. "The basic training is complete."
He spoke quite loudly; everyone heard the word "foundation," making them want to punch him.
Basic my foot!
Ruan Mingchu casually wiped the sweat from Mu Yu's forehead: "Thank you for your hard work."
Mu Yu gave a muffled "hmm".
Ruan Mingchu clapped his hands: "Now that the basic training is done, let's go take a look at the mechs."
Upon hearing the word "mecha," everyone's backache and leg pain vanished instantly, and they all rushed to Ruan Mingchu's side, urging him, "Hurry up, hurry up!"
Only Kong Yixia spoke slowly, muttering, "A bunch of country bumpkins. It's just a mecha, they act like nobody's ever seen one before."
Everyone thought he would take them outside, but to their surprise, Ruan Mingchu took them to the second basement level.
The second floor is very large, surrounded by cold metal walls, and the pale white lights shining down from above make it look particularly eerie.
Even the most powerful Alpha would get goosebumps at this moment, and he really couldn't understand how Ruan Mingchu, an Omega, could still be laughing.
Ruan Mingchu took out spatial buttons from her backpack and handed them out to everyone, saying, "You all know how to use them, right?"
Shen Huanli rolled her eyes: "We're also people who own mechs, okay? Don't look down on civilian mechs."
Everyone got one, and Mu Yu was waiting for Ruan Mingchu to send him one, but when it came to his turn, Ruan Mingchu's hand was already empty.
Ruan Mingchu noticed that Mu Yu was staring at his hands with big, round eyes. For some reason, he felt guilty and put his hands behind his back.
"Ahem, these are all standard mechs, not as good as your custom-made mechs."
Anyone who joins the military will be issued a standard mech suit corresponding to their rank. However, the standard mech suits are made based on average values, so most people choose to modify them, while those with money opt for custom-made suits.
Given Mu Yu's identity, it would be truly shameless of his parents not to have a custom-made mecha.
Mu Yu said, sounding annoyed and aggrieved, "Take it to be repaired."
Ruan Mingchu had never anticipated this. "Then I'll take you to choose one."
Mu Yu glanced at the others, noting that they had all released different mechs. "Why did you choose all their mechs?"
Ruan Mingchu: ...
Is he jealous?
Kids can be really strange when it comes to jealousy.
Ruan Mingchu said matter-of-factly, "That's because it's too much trouble for them to choose for themselves."
Mu Yu reluctantly accepted this reason.
Hearing all this, Miyazaki Shin silently moved a few meters away, away from the eye of the storm, to avoid being affected.
Mu Yu's mecha piloting skills are not top-notch, but he is definitely one of the best in a military academy student league, so there is no need for pre-match practice.
Neither of them mentioned this point, implicitly acknowledging that Mu Yu should also have what others have.
After Cass led Tong Mo and Li Ku to the second basement level, they handed Gong Zhushen and the others over to Cass. Ruan Mingchu then took Mu Yu to choose a mecha.
Instead of taking Mu Yu to the Miracle Club, he went to a privately owned mecha repair shop.
It's clear the repair shop owner has a wild personality; the shop is a mess, with all sorts of precious parts scattered around, making you think twice before stepping inside.
Ruan Mingchu led Mu Yu into the inner room with ease. There were several wooden shelves in the inner room, on which hung mecha button necklaces.
Which one would you like to use?
Mu Yu didn't ask Ruan Mingchu why he brought him here. He just looked at each person as he was told to.
My gaze finally fell on an ice-blue button.
"Who is this rude person? Didn't they see the 'Closed' sign on the door?" A grumpy old man's grumbling voice came from afar.
Mu Yu withdrew his outstretched hand, turned his head and saw the white-haired old man standing in the doorway, stunned.
The old man's voice suddenly choked up: "Young Ruan?"
Ruan Mingchu hummed in agreement. "I brought a friend to borrow a mecha."
The old man sniffed, wiped his face casually, and then smiled again: "Choose whatever you like, and I'll revise it for him based on his situation."
Ruan Mingchu: "I was originally planning to ask you for help."
He pointed to Mu Yu: "My friend, Mu Yu."
He then pointed to the old man, "Su Ru is also my friend, a close friend despite the age difference."
Su Ru nodded with a smile: "Young Ruan's friend is quite handsome, not bad at all."
Mu Yu responded with an unpretentious "hmm," adding, "You are also very refined."
Su Ru was delighted.
Ruan Mingchu just wanted to facepalm.
Mu Yu and Su Ru worked together to modify the mecha [Frost of Ice and Snow]. The two seemed to have hit it off immediately, as if they had known each other for a long time.
Ruan Mingchu felt out of place, listening to them earnestly praising each other without getting to the point; it was truly a test of one's composure.
Su Ru was very skilled; in just half an hour, he modified the mecha, which was not originally suitable for Mu Yu, into a form that was most suitable for him.
He casually tossed the tools back into the pile and said to Mu Yu, "Go up and give it a try."
"Hmm." Mu Yu released the mecha and entered its interior.
Su Ru observed the mecha while chatting with Ruan Mingchu.
"how are things?"
Ruan Mingchu: "Very good."
"That's good, that's all that matters," Su Ru said without asking any further questions, as long as he felt he was doing well.
Ruan Mingchu: "Are you free these few days? I'd like you to give my two teammates some guidance."
Su Ru: "Since you've already asked, how could I not have time?"
That's considered an agreement.
As for when Kong Yichun and Kong Yixia discovered that the old man who had guided them for a period of time was actually a national treasure-level master of the empire, it was many years later.
Everything is ready, and we are just waiting for the league to begin.
The league's opening ceremony was held at the People's Hall in Dixing, and it had to start at eight o'clock.
The participating teams, located on satellite number 10, had to get up around 6 a.m., pack up, eat breakfast, and wait for the special car to pick them up.
There is a security check when boarding the private car, another security check after landing at the Imperial Star Hotel, and yet another security check before entering the clubhouse.
Shen Huanli complained, "The lives of the people of the Imperial Star are truly precious."
Everyone felt the same way.
Only Ruan Mingchu was pondering why things were being so strict this time, when the normal procedure only involved one security check.
Upon arriving at the venue, we followed the volunteers and sat down in our respective school's seats. Everyone remained silent, leaning back in their chairs to catch up on some sleep.
That Casper was even worse than Ruan Mingchu, a pervert who took "after death, one will sleep forever" as a motto. They really hadn't closed their eyes for more than a minute in the past few days.
The crowds made it noisy, but that didn't deter them from their determination to sleep.
After the host took the stage and spoke in official jargon, there was a short video of the current emperor giving a motivational speech, followed by speeches from the league organizing committee and representatives from various prestigious universities.
In short, it was tedious and boring, but we had no choice but to participate.
When the host invited the judges to the stage to speak, the entire audience erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers.
The future of military academy students lies in the army and the battlefield, and their idols are all generals with distinguished achievements.