Aaron coughed lightly, "This lady is a teaching assistant specially hired by the principal. Practice well. If you are deliberately targeted, can you still stand and yell?"
"That's right, you If you can't react well, what does it have to do with the teaching assistant? Do you think you should be spared?" the girl next to her mocked.
This is a battle, not a house game. If you find it painful, just drop out. If you don't practice hard now, will you directly become the Zerg's rations when you get to the battlefield?
Mu Jin left the training ground after sparring for an hour. It was really boring. It was as if they were playing house with children. In her eyes, every move they made was like playing in slow motion.
The principal also informed her that she would not come to the first-grade training ground tomorrow and would switch to the second-grade training ground. Then came the third grade, the fourth grade, and the fifth grade in sequence. He was also very good at doing business, and the word "make the best use of everything" was vividly displayed.
From what my sisters said, there seems to be a boy in the graduating class with a mental level of 2S+ and a physical level of 3S. Perhaps the last day was more interesting. She hadn't met anyone who was particularly durable so far.
You have to control your strength every time you do something. If you are not careful, you may use too much force. For example, when she played against Qin Jue that day, luckily the school didn't let her compensate for the cost of repairing the challenge platform.
It is said that the school has changed to stronger materials. Mu Jin returned to the dormitory area and continued to play with his potted plants.
Recently, the mountain lotus leaves have also undergone obvious changes, so she has to pay attention to them all the time. What if an elf is really born?
I think back then she liked the Camellia Elf King, and of course her top favorite was Chun, the Camellia Elf King.
That was the cutie she had always dreamed of having, and now her wish has come true. Baby Zhizhi is really, really, really cute. After giving each plant its power, Mu Jin took out a small glass bottle.
After pouring the seeds into the palm of her hand, Zhizhi curiously came over and poked them with her fingers.
"Master, can this really produce delicious lotus roots?" The little guy looked at Mu Jin expectantly with his big round eyes.
"Yes, but it's not possible now. I can only try planting it after I get home. It will definitely require a lot of energy." And who knows if it will appear abnormal when it germinates.
If someone discovers it, it will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble. Don’t worry about it when you get home, just try it slowly.
But what Mu Jin didn’t expect was to meet the Mu family. Another family that she doesn't like when she hears it. She didn't change her name because she was called Mu Jin in her previous life.
Now that she has a sister, a father, a mother and friends, those two people are no longer important to her.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Zhizhi put her hand on the face of the master who was suddenly stunned.
Mu Jin shook his head, "Nothing."
Eat lateDuring the meal, Yueying and the others were still talking about the rumors they heard about their sister. It was said that the first-year combat department member directly entered the treatment room today.
All of them looked downcast, and seemed to have been criticized heavily by the teacher.
"Xiao Jin, what happened? Tell us quickly?" Yue Ying looked at her sister sitting next to her excitedly.
"Yes, yes." Mia and Qi Yu also nodded.
"Actually, it's nothing..." Then she briefly recounted the whole story, and concluded, "It's almost like playing house."
Ah this? Maybe when my sister practiced with them, it was more like playing house. After all, their skills back then were definitely not as good as those of the current combat department students, and their sister was really kind to them.
"I saw someone on the school forum talking about the fighting maniac in the graduating class. His physical fitness has reached 3S level. Sister, you should be careful when facing him." Qi Yu heard Mu Jin said that when he changed his age one day, he thought of the news he saw on the forum.
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"Yeah, I will pay attention."
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When seeing the people standing with the teacher in the training ground, Qin Jue felt My whole body started to hurt.
"Brother Jue, isn't she the teaching assistant the teacher mentioned?" Liu Yang's legs were shaking a little. Normally it would be very miserable for them to face the teacher, but if it were this person, I would probably have to stay in the treatment cabin for three days!
Just like Brother Jue last time, but due to physical reasons, he only lay down for one night and was almost healed.
Qin Jue looked at Liu Yang with a sly smile, "What do you think? Isn't this obvious? Just wish yourself well."
Okay, second grader Thank you for the same treatment as the first grade students. Today's treatment room was filled with second-year students. For the first time, they felt so helpless, and even had the illusion that they were completely useless.
After listening to the practical class teacher’s report, Principal Shi Tonghai was very satisfied. These guys just need to suffer some setbacks. They must know that there are people outside the world and there is a sky outside. It is impossible to sit in a well and watch the sky.
Whether it is training in the academy or simulated battles, they are all designed to allow them to better survive on the battlefield.
The Zerg are much more difficult to deal with than in the simulated battle, and their enemies are not just the Zerg. Star thieves roaming the universe and lawless elements challenging the Federation are all what they need to face.
Until the last day, Mu Jin was in a better mood. She has already bought the ticket and will return to Star 007 tomorrow.
The changes in mountain lotus leaves have become more and more obvious recently, and perhaps elves will really be born.
As soon as she walked to the training ground, she felt a sharp gaze. The tall boy looked displeased at the girl who walked up to the teacher and sat on the chair.
Class 1 of fifth grade, the strongest class in recent years. head teacherIt's Qian Liang, and only he can suppress these brats.
He always felt that today would not be peaceful, Wen Ningtian's eyes were so unkind. The person next door must have noticed it. She wouldn't kill him, right?
Wen Ningtian has always accepted death and is extremely serious about fighting. Even in the practical class, she was dressed very delicately. She was the only one who came over slowly wearing a beautiful skirt.
But in Wen Ningtian's eyes, this was a sign of disrespect for the battle and treating the battlefield as a child's play. Others may be, but Qian Liang knows the strength of this little girl better than anyone else.
"This is a training ground, a place for battles, not a park where little girls go out with their pets."
A dissatisfied male voice sounded, and Mu Jin closed the door slowly. My own umbrella hangs on the side of the chair. He also took off his bag and placed it on the small table next to him. Bai Bai jumped onto the table and lay down next to the bag.
She has chosen the simplest skirt, and her sister braided her hair. She only wore a green hair tie and flat shoes.
"What I wear is my freedom, does it have anything to do with you?" Mu Jin sat on the chair and swayed his feet, saying expressionlessly.
Hiss ~
It’s not fun to talk about this. Qian Liang felt that he had to speak up to lighten the atmosphere. The teacher who said this last time wanted to hide when he saw the girl now, but he had witnessed the misery of other people with his own eyes.
"Wen Ningtian, this is our teaching assistant today." Why can't this child understand people's eyes?
"Teacher Qian, do you think she looks like a teaching assistant in a practical class? How can she fight when dressed like this? Don't cry before you start. Our class doesn't need such a teaching assistant. If you have anything, We can train ourselves."