Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Information is fleeting.

The pale golden characters turned into dots of starbursts and turned back into magnificent flames.

He didn't talk to Meng Chao anymore.

Meng Chao fiddled with it for a long time, but he didn't call up the system instructions or novice teaching.

Ring ring ring ring ring.

"get out of class is over!"

Yan Dongxing glanced at Meng Chao expressionlessly, frowned slightly, said nothing, packed up the saber and monster specimens, turned and left the classroom.

Only then did the students remember that Meng Chao was still standing as a punishment.

When they looked back, they all opened their mouths, unable to believe their eyes.

Meng Chao, really persisted?

If the stake is right, it will be of great benefit to tempering the spirit.

At this moment, Meng Chao was like a rusty sword that had been re-polished, exuding a sharp aura once again.

It seems that people can see what he looked like before he was injured in the second year of high school.

Facing the surprised gazes and whispers of his classmates, Meng Chao was indifferent.

The corners of the eyes and mouth twitched slightly.

For some reason, I was suddenly so hungry that my stomach burned through, I couldn't move half a step, and my eyes turned black.

"Oops, does the fire help me repair my body and awaken my skills, and I need to replenish the energy consumed by me?"

Just as he was about to faint, a big white bear galloped towards him.

"Meng Chao, you actually practiced the Hidden Dragon Pillar so strong behind my back!"

Big Pyrenees is a big fat man weighing more than two hundred catties.

The aggrieved expression and resentful voice gave people goosebumps.

Meng Chao shuddered. This voice that he would never forget when he turned into ashes was not his best friend "Chu Feixiong" in high school, who else?

"Hurry up, Fat Bear, I forgot to bring money today, please let me go to the canteen for a meal, and the day after tomorrow, I will treat you twice."

"No way, borrow one and repay two, my food intake is still three times that of yours, Meng Chao, when you were so generous, there must be a trap."

"Can there be any trap, can I still lie to you? We are half brothers!"

"That's right, hee hee, the whole class heard it, I'm sorry you don't dare to renege, go, commissary, I'll invite you today!"

five minutes later.

A canteen in the corner of the campus.

Big Pyrenees cried like a two-hundred-pound child.

"Meng Chao, please be a human being. Even if you are an animal, you can't eat my living expenses for two weeks at once. I, I will fight with you!"

He rushed towards Meng Chao viciously.

"Don't make trouble."

Meng Chao peeled off the last bar of chocolate, waved his arm casually, and "Rang Niu Jue" started.

The big white bear weighing more than two hundred catties flew out.

The two looked at each other dumbfounded.

"Just now..." Chu Feixiong was dizzy.

"It's an illusion."

Meng Chao didn't change his face, swallowed the chocolate, and looked at the shelf with insatiable desire, "Today's instant noodles look very fresh, and the color, fragrance, and taste are quite complete."

"Get out, I've lost half of my money, hurry up, I'm going to class!" The big white bear ran away.

Meng Chao was about to catch up, but he saw a gray-haired handyman next to the trash can, accidentally spilling a large bag of trash on the ground.

"Auntie, I'll help you." Meng Chao picked up all the trash.

The corner of his eye twitched, and the message popped up:

[Your behavior of helping others has promoted social harmony and promoted the righteousness of Dragon City, contribution value +0.001]

[You have protected the environment and promoted the sustainable development of Dragon City, contribution value +0.001]

[In order to avoid redundant information, if the contribution value is increased by less than 1, it will no longer be displayed, but every bit of contribution you make can make Dragon City stronger and promote the spread and sublimation of the fire of civilization, please continue to work hard]

The message disappeared in a flash, but Meng Chao was stunned for a long time.

...

Teaching building, stairwell.

Meng Chao leaned on the armrest, looked up at forty-five degrees, in a state of contemplation.

He looked deeply at the girls in short skirts in summer talking and laughing as they walked up the stairs.

The girls' calves were chubby, trembling under the knee-length white cotton socks.

"Do you want to die?"

Chu Feixiong tugged him from behind, "You really want to see, just pretend to be nonchalant, just sneak a few glances out of the corner of your eye, how can you keep your eyes on him, such a rascal?"

"Fat bear, you don't understand."

A layer of vicissitudes shrouded Meng Chao's brows and eyes, and he said with emotion, "I didn't realize until now that the life I took for granted is so beautiful, and it is worth all we have to do to protect it."

"Meng Chao, I really admire you. You are so shameless every time."

Chu Feixiong dragged Meng Chao aside, "Don't look, it depends on the latest learning materials I can borrow from you, let's talk about what happened just now, you really killed Demon Yan in your dream, and you also killed the dragon The city is destroyed? What about me, did I become a general and fight to the last moment?"

This big white bear has dreamed since he was a child, to be a majestic general, command the torrent of steel in Dragon City, and sweep across the world.

Of course, this is also the dream of every Dragon City teenager.

"What do you mean me to perish, I only saw a few fragmented pictures in my dream, as for you..."

Meng Chao stared at the big face of his buddy, searching the depths of his mind.

Memories of past lives are like butterflies dancing in a storm, mottled and unpredictable.

The hangover was back, and he couldn't catch any clear details.

Just when he was about to give up, a flash of lightning suddenly illuminated his mind.

With a strong headache, he saw it!

Meng Chao saw in the depths of the cloud of lightning and thunder, huge monsters that had never been seen before, like slowly moving hills, rolling towards Longcheng.

I saw countless soldiers and citizens rushing up like a tide, and then collapsed, retreated and smashed like a tide hitting a huge rock.

I also saw myself holding chrysanthemums in my hands, crying one after another in a huge square.

There are two large screens in front of you, one is a list of soldiers who died in battle, and the other is a list of citizens who died. There are tens of thousands of tiny characters on them.

Meng Chao saw himself searching for Chu Feixiong's name, and a photo popped up on the screen. The big white bear was wearing the standard military uniform of an ordinary soldier, smiling brightly in the black and white portrait.

"Good brother, don't worry, I have cut and pasted all your study materials into my computer, as well as your Internet access and download records, and I will delete them all for you. Just go all the way!"

He heard himself crying and saying, "My parents are going down too. When you see them, tell me something. I will take good care of my little sister so that the two elders can rest assured..."

Meng Chao woke up from the nightmare again.

Clutching his heart, he sat down on the steps slowly, dripping with cold sweat.

Even the girls running past, playing and fighting, couldn't divert his attention.

Chu Feixiong was taken aback: "What's the matter, I was taken aback."

Meng Chao hesitated to speak.

What can he say?

Said that in the nightmare, the best friend didn't get into the military academy, let alone become a general, but just a frontline soldier?

Say that the monster war is about to escalate, and there will be bigger, more, and more ferocious monsters coming out continuously?

It is said that Longcheng will suffer heavy losses in this battle. Countless soldiers and citizens, including Chu Feixiong, died, and countless powerful people fell. They have not yet left Xinshou Village, and the end of destruction is predetermined?

Even, even my parents...

Meng Chao didn't dare to think about it.

Angry because of fear, unwilling to be reconciled because of anger, he clenched his fists with a ferocious expression.

"You won't be frightened by nightmares, will you?"

Chu Feixiong patted him heavily on the shoulder, and said with a grin, "Don't worry, nightmares and reality are the opposite. Even if Dragon City really encounters a crisis, with our brothers joining forces, I'm afraid of nothing. I want to be a big The general's man!"

"……right!"

Meng Chao came back to his senses and shook his fist heavily, "This is not the future, it's just a damned nightmare. If you want to change everything, start with the college entrance examination. This time, you will be admitted to the military academy, and I will definitely be admitted to the undergraduate degree."

It is said that in the Earth Age, the number of undergraduates has increased year by year due to factors such as university enrollment expansion.

But after the Dragon City crossed, it faced a lack of resources and various crises.

At the time of life and death, all citizens must fulfill their duties, and young people must try their best to reduce their education time and set foot on work and combat positions as soon as possible.

The ideal of ordinary citizens is to be admitted to a two-year college for vocational training and find a good job in the future.

As for undergraduates, only extraordinary people are trained.

No matter now or in the future, extraordinary people are the mainstay of Dragon City's struggle for hegemony in other worlds.

It is also highly respected by the citizens and has a high status.

Whether in politics or in the army, the big boss or the highly anticipated superstar, nine out of ten are extraordinary.

If he wanted to shatter the images he saw in his nightmare, Meng Chao had to be extraordinary!

"You really want to take the undergraduate exam, are you kidding?" Chu Feixiong became serious.

He knew that Meng Chao was seriously injured last year.

I also know that there is a reason why good brothers let themselves go.

But now, the big white bear saw in Meng Chao's eyes that the fire that had been extinguished for a whole year was rekindled.

"No kidding, you must have a bachelor's degree."

Meng Chao paused, and couldn't help laughing again, "I've been such an idiot for the past year, haven't I?"

"Yes, the large one."

Chu Feixiong stretched out his fist towards Meng Chao, "However, if you really make up your mind and want to sprint well in the last fifty days, buddies will definitely help you."

Meng Chao took a deep breath, stretched out his fist, and bumped into Chu Feixiong hard.

"Go to military academy and become a general!"

"Take an undergraduate course and become extraordinary!"

The two brothers strode back to the classroom.

The next section is Chinese class.

The students cheered.

"Great, it's finally time for Chinese class!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, I want to recite "The Song of Mulan", I want to recite "Moonlight in the Lotus Pond", I want to analyze the creation background and deep meaning of "Diary of a Madman", I can't wait!"

"Chinese teacher, where is our dear Chinese teacher?"

The students looked forward to it.

It's a pity that the Chinese teacher didn't wait, but the class monitor Zuo Haoran's cold face came.

"Ms. Huang is sick today."

Zuo Haoran stood on the podium and said, "This class has been changed to self-study, everyone quickly form a team and follow me to the practice room."

"No?"

"Here we go again!"

"I want Teacher Huang to return my Chinese class!"

The expected bad news caused a burst of mourning.

Dragon City is a lone army in a foreign land, implementing iron and blood education.

From kindergarten to university, more than half of physical education, practice, and fighting courses are devoted to fighting and killing.

Mathematics classes for calculating ballistics and sword trajectories, biology classes for studying the structure of monsters, physics and chemistry classes for modulating spars and alien minerals, all of which are of great importance.

The time is limited, and the Chinese class that cannot directly improve the combat effectiveness can only be reduced again and again.

Today, high school students only take two Chinese lessons a week.

In the sprint of the third year of high school, these two Chinese lessons must make way for the main subject.

Therefore, the Chinese teacher can only get sick every three days, ask for leave, and give up the class time to the physical education teacher, or the students study by themselves.

Rare things are precious. These days, high school students are overwhelmed by the heavy training. Everyone likes Chinese class more than anything.

I heard that in my hometown, Earth, my peers can take ten or twenty Chinese lessons every week, memorize hundreds of ancient poems, do several sets of Chinese papers every day, and write compositions of two to three thousand words. none.

What a happy day that was!