After exhausting myself to death

Xie Xu was very satisfied with the idea he came up with. He was afraid that Shen Minghuan would be too young and too shy to accept it, so he persuaded her with sincerity: "Personal future is very important. When you go to college, you will find that there are many opportunities to make money. What? Competitions and projects, you are so good and can easily earn back the money, do you think I lent it to you first?"

Shen Minghuan was hesitant and wary, "But we are neither relatives nor friends, why do you want to help me?"

"Just think of me as someone who cherishes your talent. Listen to me, little kid, if you ask your guardian to take you to test your talent, there is an 80% chance that you will be surprised. It doesn't matter even if you haven't awakened yet. You are excellent, really." Thank you. Xu Xin assured.

Shen Minghuan lowered his head and said depressedly: "Thank you, but if possible, I think I am more suitable for the Supreme Army."

Xie Xu couldn't help but asked, "Why?"

"...I am an orphan, and my classmates in the First Army are all young masters from wealthy families. I am afraid..." Shen Minghuan said quietly and uneasily.

The system felt that its program was in chaos: [Host? ]

Shen Minghuan said confidently: "Shouldn't there be more conditions to win for a talented person like me?" ]

The system program keeps getting stuck, and it thinks that it must give Shen Minghuan a job in the entertainment industry in the future.

The thin young man's head was slightly drooped, and his expression was hidden behind the mask and could not be seen clearly. Only his voice revealed his helplessness and sadness.

Xie Xu suddenly felt so soft-hearted.

He was originally a little irritable and dissatisfied, but these words were all driven away by Shen Minghuan's words, leaving only pity for the helpless young man in front of him.

"It's okay, don't be afraid." Xie Xu lowered his voice, his tone was gentle, and he was more sincere than before, "My name is Xie Xu, and I am the principal of the First Army. If you encounter any problems after arriving at school, you can come to me. I You will be introduced to others as my direct disciple."

Xie Xu originally wanted to be an adopted son, but the age gap was a bit big, and the adopted grandson was a bit strange, so he was a normal student.

But after he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that this was a good idea, "Child, are you willing to be my personal disciple? I have no children, and you will be my heir from now on."

Entering the two major military academies is equivalent to having half a foot in the Alliance Army. The Zerg in the plot are a bit annoying. Shen Minghuan doesn't like them and wants to destroy them all.

Among the two major military academies, choosing the First Army would give him the quickest access to the mechas that interested him. Plus...he actually didn't expect Xie Xu to be able to do this.

Shen Minghuan was very confident in himself, but after all, he failed the first talent test. Xie Xu actually gave him such special treatment without waiting for the first result to come out?

Shen Minghuan rolled his eyes, thoughtfully.

Well, since this man has such good vision, he has no children, and he has no parents in his identity, so let's just make do with it.

"Teacher." Shen Minghuan smiled slightly.

Xie Xu nodded excitedly, "Hey! Children, where do you live? You must be underage, I'll pick you up."

Shen Minghuan recalled, "Lan Xing is the planet close to the Azure Dragon Legion."

Xie Xu was stunned and said uncertainly: "It seems to be a ninth-magnitude star?"

"Well, garbage star." Shen Minghuan said flatly.

Xie Xu felt sad when he heard his straightforward voice, and felt even more sorry for this student.

The system was curious, [Host, I thought Long Aotian like you would say that no one in the world is worthy of being your teacher. ]

[Mosnian is in the First Army. If I go in, I can complete the task better. As the principal's disciple, I can also help him. ] Shen Minghuan's perseverance is "all for the mission".

The system froze, and after three seconds, it cried out: [Host, you are so good, how can you be so good? ]

*

Poor and humble couples are miserable. There are too many children abandoned on the Garbage Planet for various reasons. The nearby Green Dragon Corps is well aware of this and has tacitly agreed to recruit some minors.

In the name of exploiting child labor, they donate subsidies.

After Shang Chi's tearful performance, he and Shen Minghuan were successfully selected.

Shang Chi was still a little happy and expectant on the road. This was his first time traveling far away, and also his first time on a starship. He couldn't sit still the whole time and looked around, and from time to time he would open the window to look at the universe outside.

"Ming Huan, no wonder you want to go to a first-magnitude star, it's so beautiful." Shang Chi said obsessively as he looked at the thousands of stars in the distance that only had a little light shining.

Shen Minghuan put down his optical brain and asked, "Do you want to go?"

"If I have the chance, I will definitely go." Shang Chi said with a smile, "I am your sworn brother. I am not allowed to follow you to protect you and take care of you."

Having said that, Shang Chi actually had no expectations.

Teenagers who grew up in ivory towers are not afraid to talk about the future. They always think that as long as they work hard enough, they can do anything. They don't know that the hardships in reality are enough to crush every "unrealistic" dream.

Shang Chi and Shen Minghuan, who grew up on the garbage planet, have learned to accept it. Accept the fact that they are embarrassed, and forgive yourself for being mediocre even after hard work.

Born alone and helpless, I have tried my best just to stay alive.

When getting off the starship, Shen Minghuan put on a mask.

When he was poor, he spent money like water, but now that he has made a little money, he will not treat himself badly.

The light golden mask is exquisitely made and only covers the upper half of Shen Minghuan's face, making his aura even more mysterious. It is made of a special material and is very comfortable to wear. It is not as cold and hard as ordinary metal.

Express delivery is convenient in the interstellar era. Even though he is on a remote garbage planet, he can get it in just one day.

Shang Chi was a little surprised, "Ming Huan, why do you wear a mask?"

"My biological father and I look very similar." Shen Minghuan said nonsense seriously: "It is said that he is a big bad guy. People who hate him are all over the universe. I am afraid that his enemies will anger me."

"Ah." Shang Chi believed it. He was truly worried about Shen Minghuan, but he was also afraid of touching this man's sadness, so he hesitated in his words, "Then have you seen him? Do you think... he is really... Bad guy?"

Shen Minghuan pondered.

He felt that he was not qualified to answer this question. So, what did the original owner think?

"I've never met him, but besides being indebted to me, he should be considered a hero." Shen Minghuan said.

Mo Hongxue, who guards one side and attaches great importance to love and justice, is undoubtedly a good person both for the alliance and for Tang Chaoyan, who betrayed the alliance.

Shang Chi patted his shoulder comfortingly and said with a smile, "It's okay Ming Huan. We have grown up. It doesn't matter if we don't have parents."

Shen Minghuan tilted his head and agreed, "You're right."

The two "brothers" were assigned the task of changing dressings for injured soldiers.

That's all for Shang Chi. Shen Minghuan looks really too young. Soldiers who have received good moral education can't help but take more care of them.

Therefore, this task is actually very easy, and it is far away from the frontline battlefield, so there are no too scary scenes.

But Shang Chi, who was in high spirits on the road, still became very silent.

He had never seen so many wounded in one place at the same time.

The tip of his nose was filled with the strong smell of blood, and he could vaguely hear howls and huge explosions in his ears. Looking into the distance, he could also see the dazzling light of the proton beam.

From time to time, medical robots would carry stretchers with bloody people on them.

Some people were unconscious with their eyes closed, not knowing whether they were alive or dead. Some people were missing arms and legs but were optimistically holding their heads up to greet the people around them. Some people kept shouting, "Let me go back, I can still fight."

These laughter and shouts added a touch of warmth to this bloody scene, but for some reason, they also made the sadness even more intense.

Shang Chi looked at all this blankly, his eyes reddening inexplicably. He sniffed and said, "Ming Huan, don't be afraid, my brother is here."

Shang Chi regretted bringing Shen Minghuan here.

Shen Minghuan's face under the mask was unusually calm. He had seen scenes even more tragic than this, but he was probably not used to it.

Maybe you'll never get used to it.

"You seem to be more afraid, right?" Shen Minghuan laughed teasingly, then suddenly felt soft-hearted, "How about going back?"

There is no reason to persist. If you feel uncomfortable, you don't have to face it.

Shang Chi's face turned pale and he shook his head.

"Here comes someone to help." The soldier in charge of medical treatment shouted loudly.

Shang Chi pulled Shen Minghuan and ran over. He had adjusted his mood and responded positively: "I'll do it, I'll do it."

They followed the military doctor and pushed the soldiers who had undergone simple treatment into the tent.

There were already several wounded people living inside. They were still moaning in pain, but when they saw two underage children coming in, they immediately put on a straight face and pretended to be brave and resolute, as if "just a minor injury is nothing."

The military doctor told them: "You two are responsible for the people in this tent. The medicine is placed on the table next to it. Let them take medicine every four hours. The wounds should be changed every six hours. If you have any questions, call me. Do you understand?" ?”

Shang Chi nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, while Shen Minghuan nodded obediently.

Nowadays, dressing change is very simple. You only need to take off the original "bandage" on the wound and replace it with a bandage prepared with medicine. It will automatically fit and adhere to the wound.

Therefore, the military doctor is not worried that the two children's technique will cause an injury. The purpose of recruiting people is not so much to take care of these wounded people, but to supervise them. Otherwise, it would be a trivial matter to throw away the medicine secretly, for fear that they would run back to the front line again.

The military doctor was very busy. After explaining some precautions, he rushed to the next tent.

When the wounded saw that the doctor who could give them hard work left, they returned to their arrogant demeanor.

"Child." A man with bandages on his limbs asked Shen Minghuan, "Why are you wearing a mask?"

"because……"

"Because he is not good-looking." Shang Chi gave Shen Minghuan a tug and answered first, "My brother has low self-esteem and is timid. He dare not let others see him."

It is essential to be on guard against others. Since Shen Minghuan's life experience is problematic, the fewer people who know about it, the better.

As Shang Chi spoke, he secretly winked at Shen Minghuan.

Shen Minghuan: "..."

He turned away and said nothing, seemingly acquiescing.

The soldiers were naturally aware of the two men's little moves, but they found that this question seemed to involve the other party's secret that was not convenient for outsiders to tell, so they considerately stopped pursuing it... and instead asked about something else.

"Kids, how old are you?"

"How are your grades? Have you gone to college?"

"Do you have a favorite school?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

The soldier who asked this question was scorned by the others, "Puppy love is wrong!"