Ruan Mingchu passed Gong Zhushen and hurriedly went to catch up with Mu Yu.
Gong Zhushen turned his head to look at his back, and another guess slowly surfaced in his mind. Maybe it wasn't Mu Ge who was a jerk, but rather this older brother of Ruan Ge who had taken a liking to Mu Ge and used his similar appearance to take advantage of the situation, seducing Mu Ge who had lost Ruan Ge!
Yes! Gong Zhushen slammed his fist into his palm; that's the truth. His brother Mu couldn't possibly be that much of a scumbag.
We need to get Brother Mu to wake up.
Gong Zhushen scrambled to his feet, clutching his backside as he walked slowly, his mind racing with thoughts of how to bring his brother Mu back to his senses. He even dreamt of Mu Yu and Ruan Mingchu.
They completely forgot why they came out in the first place.
Mu Yu thought that Gong Zhushen must have something to say to him, so he came back to find Gong Zhushen.
Forced sleep to ensure the body gets sufficient rest is a required course, but it is limited to Alphas who aspire to serve in the military and a small number of Betas.
Omegas, contemplating the uncertain future, tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.
At 10:30 p.m., alarms rang in all the bedrooms on the warship, followed by Ruan Mingchu's voice: "Pack your things and assemble in your squads outside the warship at 11 p.m. sharp."
There wasn't much to pack; everything they needed was in their backpacks. All they had to do was bring themselves and their backpacks.
Giving them half an hour was mainly to let them see what was in their backpacks, and ideally, to exchange information with each other.
By 11 o'clock, all three lines, from five stars to one star, had been assembled.
Ruan Mingchu observed that most people's backpacks hadn't been opened, which really disappointed him.
But it's nothing, the later it's discovered, the more interesting it becomes.
“Alright,” Ruan Mingchu said, “Now we’ll head northwest, just keep the general formation.”
After Ruan Mingchu finished speaking, there was no sound for two minutes.
He went to the front to check the situation and found that none of the three of them could tell which way was which. Their terminals had been blocked, they had no tools to indicate their direction, and there was no familiar star chart above them to guide them.
After hearing their reasons, Ruan Mingchu had mixed feelings, but he kept his expressionless face and did not put pressure on them.
Little did they know that his expressionless demeanor put even more pressure on them, as they feared that Ruan Mingchu's next words would be to tell them to get lost.
Ruan Mingchu asked everyone, "Is there anyone who can tell directions?"
Soon, about ten people raised their hands.
Ruan Mingchu beckoned them over and asked them to teach the top three members of the three leading five-star teams.
Some of these ten or so people possessed innate skills, while others had been specially trained. The fact that Ruan Mingchu was offering them free lessons, especially to low-level people from a lower-level star system, made them very unhappy.
However, the higher the rank, the more powerful they are, and the one giving them orders was none other than the second most honorable prince in the world. They were furious, but they still had to teach him.
Teaching is one thing, but if they can't learn it, you can't blame those who teach them. So several of them said some ambiguous things, and those who couldn't understand them even made sarcastic remarks.
I've explained it so clearly, why don't you understand?
Zhao Zhuo was one of them. After repeatedly belittling the Beta assigned to him, Zhao Zhuo vented his anger and said to Ruan Mingchu, "Your Highness, this person is very stupid and cannot learn at all."
Ruan Mingchu looked at him with a half-smile.
Zhao Zhuo always felt guilty, as if his secret thoughts had been completely exposed.
Ruan Mingchu didn't make things difficult for him. "Since you can't teach it, let someone else teach it. If they can't learn it, the team won't move forward any further."
When Ruan Mingchu first spoke to those star system leaders, he said the timeframe was three to six months. If they insisted on delaying it, Ruan Mingchu wouldn't mind prolonging the battle.
Everyone has their own standards. If you can get a third-class merit and a Golden Eagle Badge in six months, you've definitely made a great deal.
But if this goes on for a long time, even though they still make money, will they still have a place in their families when they return home? Even if they do, they'll have to put in a lot of effort to reclaim what was originally theirs. Families with many siblings have to think about this issue.
Ruan Mingchu's words were delivered to everyone's ears with perfect accuracy using his mental power.
Zhao immediately said he would try again, while others stepped forward to say that they were not proficient but were willing to do their part for the team.
Ruan Minh Thu could only nod in agreement.
When people are under immense pressure and have no way out, their potential is enormous. In less than half an hour, the top nine members of the three five-star teams had all mastered the [Positioning and Guiding] skill.
In the military, this kind of general basic skill is something everyone knows, and it's also very easy to learn.
Having learned to identify directions, the group slowly began to march in the northwest direction designated by Nguyen Minh Thu.
Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu were at the back. He used his mental barrier to prevent his voice from leaking out and whispered to Mu Yu that they didn't need to lower their voices.
"It now appears that the best education in some galaxies is not as good as the general education in advanced galaxies."
These gaps cannot be bridged overnight. This is not a matter concerning a few thousand or tens of thousands of people; it is a major issue affecting billions of people.
Online classes.
Mu Yu pondered for a moment and said, "The actual teaching staff cannot be easily changed, but we can make it possible for people all over the country to take the same online courses. For example, teaching various basic skills, giving open lectures on various combat experiences... These only require connecting the star network of all star systems."
The current situation is that the star networks between various star systems are also walled off, and are heavily guarded. Only by making a special application can one obtain an unrestricted account.
The original reason for proposing this galactic wall is unknown, but tearing it down is indeed easy; the trouble lies in getting the vested interests to agree to its removal.
After all, those who rise up later will inevitably share the benefits of those who came before.
His account was naturally accessible throughout the entire intergalactic world, so he hadn't considered this kind of issue. Ruan Mingchu was preparing to investigate and think about this further, but for now, he had to thank Mu Yu for raising the question.
"Fish is awesome!"
Mu Yu has now developed the ability to not blush easily no matter what Ruan Mingchu says; her ears just turn slightly red and her heart beats a little faster.
Ruan Mingchu rubbed Mu Xiaoyu's head, really wondering how that brain of hers was so clever. Sometimes she seemed like a complete blockhead, and other times she was exceptionally intelligent.
Mu Yu had no idea that Ruan Mingchu was thinking to himself that he was sometimes like a block of wood. If he had known, he would not have admitted it and would have glared at him angrily.
Ruan Mingchu explained to Mu Yu his considerations for not being able to directly open the StarNet.
Mu Yu replied, "We can act like 'hooligans' and have hackers take down those walls directly. When asked, we can just say we're hackers from the newspaper. At the very least, we'll achieve our goal, right?"
Ruan Mingchu tapped Mu Yu's forehead and laughed, "You rascal, Yu Yu!"
"Heh," Mu Yu rolled his eyes.
If everyone were to be so particular about rules and manners, how could they achieve great things?
Those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trivial matters.
Ruan Mingchu felt that he could think more broadly, or perhaps more roguishly.
Noble families may do all sorts of dirty things in secret, but they always have to make it look respectable on the surface.
Ruan Mingchu felt that a broad and promising road had opened up before him.
Ruan Mingchu took out a terminal and asked Zhao Yongyang to find his adjutant to handle this matter. He told them to put everything else aside for now and focus on establishing a military education website that could be accessed throughout the entire galaxy.
Perhaps those who retired early could also give virtual lectures; Ruan Mingchu refined this idea little by little.
Mu Yu is fine with just outlining the basics, but he's not capable of actually doing the actual work and refining it.
Originally, it was Ruan Mingchu and Zhao's adjutant who were talking, but when they got excited, they called in many people to join the discussion.
Mu Yu, impatient with all this, left Ruan Mingchu behind and sped off ahead.
Deep Green Star is a planet with an S-level danger rating. Especially in the deep of night in the forest, no one dares to relax and will not let the slightest sound escape their notice.
In less than an hour, most people were already exhausted, both physically and mentally.
Ruan Xingyi and the others observed, and when everyone was exhausted, they let the danger they had been keeping out of the way was released.
The unexploded planet is home to all sorts of bizarre and dangerous creatures, and now heading towards the main force is a horde of mutated rats larger than humans.
A sharp, piercing "squeak" suddenly rang out, shaking even the fallen leaves on the ground.
These young people, who were not very familiar with each other, had no tacit understanding whatsoever. Those who had no fighting ability could only tremble with fear, and some even shed tears.
The Alphas spontaneously and proactively shielded them behind them, unleashing various skills to attack the mutated rats. In an instant, the special effects of the skills illuminated the dark forest, and bits of flesh, severed limbs, and blood flew everywhere.
Ruan Mingchu enveloped each person with his spiritual power, protecting them from the shadows while observing them.
His combat ability is not bad. Although his personality and values are not so good, he still has basic strength. Ruan Mingchu was unusually satisfied.
Turning her attention back to those who were afraid to cry, Ruan Mingchu sighed. If things were like this, when would they ever dare to take up arms and fight?
Alright, alright, we have to take it one step at a time. Let's set a small goal first. When they calm down and stop crying and making a fuss when they encounter danger, we'll consider this small goal accomplished.
The number of mutated rats wasn't too large; it took them more than three hours to deal with a hundred or so, and more than half of them sustained minor injuries.
Nobody paid much attention to the injuries that could be easily healed by the treatment device and medical pod. But when they searched their backpacks, they found nothing of the high-tech equipment, only some ointments and gauze. They were shocked.
Surely not?
Even the backpacks that hadn't been turned over started to move.
However, the items that people found were not all the same. Some people only had ointment, while others had the latest portable treatment device that could instantly restore a wound to its original state after being shone on it.
Not to mention treatment devices, even ointments are divided into different grades.
When there were enough samples, people found that the backpacks with more stars contained better items.
What is this thing? Does pioneering a new area have to be divided into different tiers? We're all here to risk our lives, can't you at least provide us with enough basic supplies?!
The person who ranked high in the galaxy but drew a one-star backpack didn't dare to go to Ruan Mingchu for an explanation, so he went to Ruan Xingyi instead.
Ruan Xingyi didn't say anything, but Ruan Xing'er retorted directly: "If you're not satisfied, you can leave. You blame your bad luck for what you drew. That's just how the rules are. If you're so capable, ask His Highness to change the rules for you. Otherwise, do you think the Third-Class Merit and the Golden Eagle Badge are so easy to get?"
Zhao Zhuo was furious, but he dared not go to Ruan Mingchu. His earlier eye contact with Ruan Mingchu still terrified him.
But this absolutely cannot end like this. Why should those lowly commoners eat and use the best things, while he has to use those junk items that no one even buys on the market?!
Zhao Zhuo contacted several people of the same level who were also unlucky with their luck. After discussing it, they decided to have those unlucky people hand over the good stuff voluntarily.
However, before they could take action, Nguyen Minh Thu ordered the team to continue, and they could only patiently wait for the next stop before proceeding.
Ruan Mingchu overheard their scheme perfectly, and it turned out exactly as he had predicted.
However, some people still accepted the one-star backpack. Ruan Mingchu wrote down the names of Chen Xingli and Ye Zhi in his notebook. The two had refused Zhao Zhuo's invitation and kindly advised them not to act rashly.
We should keep a close eye on them afterward, and if they seem suitable, we can develop them into "insiders".
The sun rises in the east, casting dappled sunlight through the forest.
After walking for another two hours, when they saw the corpses of mutated rats lying everywhere, no one could help but feel devastated.
Putting aside how disgusting the scene was, the fact that they had walked for more than two hours only to end up back where they started was already very upsetting for them.
Whose fault is it?
Of course, it's the person who led the way who's to blame.