Don't I Have a Name? Only Know to Call Me Strategic Level!

Chapter 8 The Three Unnecessary

After walking with Zhong Lan for a while, Zhong Yuan secretly heaved a sigh of relief when the receptionist at the door did not chase after him.

If the skin is pale, cover it with long-sleeved clothes.

If your eyes are lacklustre, put on a pair of glasses.

Wearing a layer of gloves that simulate skin on the hand, so as not to expose the lack of body temperature when shaking hands.

There should be no show.

The reporting time of the special class was three days earlier than that of the ordinary class, and there were almost no students on the road.

Arriving at the dormitory smoothly, the control is not as strict as Xie Yihan said.

Zhong Yuan was free to come and go and sent his sister to the dormitory.

In fact, his auditor's data was entered into the college's monitoring system, allowing him to travel unimpeded in the living area of the renegade.

After settling down with my sister, I went to the Academic Affairs Office without stopping to get the student handbook and supplies.

Students in each special class will also be assigned a wrist watch, which can be used for communication and positioning.

Zhong Yuan also has a share.

However, his dormitory is arranged in an ordinary dormitory, which is a four-person room.

The roommate hasn't come yet.

Zhong Yuan picked a seat on the upper bunk by the window, put his luggage away, and stared blankly at the scenery outside the window.

It was too late to look forward to and look forward to the new life that was about to start, and the communication watch buzzed and vibrated.

"Hello, freshmen of the special class of 2042! Military training starts at 1:00 p.m., gather on the playground!"

Military training in the afternoon?

The watch kept buzzing and vibrating, and the notifications kept playing.

Zhong Yuan flipped through the instruction manual, it was too simple, just a piece of paper telling you how to charge it, not how to turn off the notification at all.

It's not a solution to keep shaking, it can't be turned off.

Zhong Yuan thought for a while, and tried to say to the watch, "Got it!"

Then, as if it had received the correct command, it remained silent.

In the broadcasting room of Chengying College,

A young man wearing sunglasses was sitting on a large chair with his legs crossed arrogantly.

He installed a monitoring software in the terminal of the broadcasting room, which can be remotely sent to the wristwatches of the new students.

Various sounds come from the monitoring software.

"What rubbish? The quality is too bad!"

"Oh, how did the watch stop? If it keeps shaking, it will run out of power!"

"Is the watch broken?!"

"Crack!" This is the sound of direct smashing.

The man in sunglasses grabbed a bag of potato chips and listened with gusto while eating.

Suddenly, he heard a voice.

"receive!"

Huh?

There is a sensible one.

As soon as the answer is received, the watch will stop.

It's a pity that until now, only one person has replied.

The man in sunglasses shook his head speechlessly.

"Hey, the quality of the freshmen this year is obviously not good. There are still some people who are so stupid that they smashed the communication watch! I will regret it when I suffer in the afternoon!"

The man in the sunglasses gloated, showing no sympathy at all.

After a few seconds, he heard the voice of a cute, helpless and weak girl again.

"I know, can you stop shaking, my hands are numb from your shaking."

The man in the sunglasses was shocked, and the potato chips fell all over the floor.

Depend on!

Who can stop this!

He remotely controlled the software, and said speechlessly, "You have passed the test. Really, did you turn on the voice changer? The voice is so childish."

boom!

The door of the radio room was opened.

A woman in red rushed in hurriedly.

When he entered the door, he lashed out at the man in sunglasses.

"Feng Qing! How did you become the president of the student council? What are you doing to tell the freshmen to gather in the afternoon? Why are there four freshmen whose watches have no signal?"

The man in the sunglasses was stunned, and said in a low voice, "What?! This year's freshmen produced four warriors who are not afraid of death? Where did they get the courage to smash the watch directly!?"

The woman in red jumped her feet angrily, and said angrily, "How dare you say that!"

Feng Qing laughed dryly and said, "Isn't it customary to recruit freshmen? When I entered school the year before last, I was punished even worse. This year, they just need to reply to their watches and they will be fine. It's very simple."

The woman in red is named Liu Wen, and she is the instructor of this special class, and she is a powerful marketer herself.

After listening to the sound from the wrist watch for a while, Liu Wen couldn't help but sighed.

"Don't blame them. Most of them are civilians. They don't have any concept of organization and discipline. They can't immediately follow the army's standards."

Liu Wen clenched her fists and said viciously, "Because of this, it is even more necessary to take advantage of the military training to practice hard! Let them know what discipline is!"

Feng Qing shrank his neck.

Freshmen, wish you luck!

. . .

Before one o'clock in the afternoon, the freshmen of the special class gathered in disorder on the playground.

The sun is shining brightly, and the temperature exceeds 35 degrees.

The sun was relentlessly falling, and within a few minutes, almost everyone's camouflage uniforms were drenched.

Of course not including Zhong Yuan.

No matter how hot it was, he didn't feel it. The body of the dead does not secrete sweat.

Zhong Yuan secretly counted, including him, a total of 41 people.

Most of them are high school students aged sixteen or seventeen,

The youngest was Zhong Lan, and the oldest student seemed to be almost thirty.

Perhaps the criterion for recruiting special classes is not age, but qualifications.

Military training may also be different from ordinary military training.

The instructor hadn't arrived yet, and no one took the initiative to talk to the people around him.

Zhong Yuan felt that the atmosphere in the class was lifeless.

In fact, the freshmen all know it well.

There are only so many rare market crystals in total, and only by performing well can we get more resources.

It is impossible to make friends, and all classmates are competitors!

A few minutes later, a woman with a high ponytail and camouflage uniform entered the playground. Next to him was a boy wearing sunglasses.

Walking in front of the crowd, the woman straddled her legs, put her hands behind her back, and said loudly, "Hello, everyone! My name is Liu Wen. From today, I will be the teacher of the special class of 2042." Instructor."

"If you have any problems in life and study, you can ask me for help. I will do my best to help you."

As soon as the voice fell, a person raised his hand.

"Instructor, I have a question for you!"

In the third row, a bold guy spoke first.

Liu Wen nodded, "Say it!"

The man asked carelessly, "Excuse me, do you have a boyfriend?"

There is a saying, as long as you have the courage, the instructor will take maternity leave!

Standing behind, Feng Qing secretly gave the questioner a thumbs-up: Warrior!

However, Liu Wen didn't get angry, but said with a blank face, "No! As a market leader, I don't need feelings, love, or marriage! I just want to go straight to the sky and see all beings at a glance! Man, just It will affect the speed at which I kill monsters!"

. . . . . .

There was no sound.

The boys fell silent collectively, overwhelmed by her three unnecessary words.

But Zhong Yuan vaguely had a bad premonition.

Subconsciously turned to look at his sister.

I saw that Zhong Lan's eyes shone slightly, his small mouth opened, and his face was full of admiration.

Fuck!

This instructor has a problem!

Maybe she was the one who led Lan Lan down!

Zhong Yuan's face was livid, and he clenched his fists.

At this time, Liu Wen said loudly, "Do you have any questions?"

The boy said awkwardly, "No...no, I'm done asking."