I, start to beat the global technology

A big rough hand raised and patted her shoulder.

He Xiaomiao was also a little puzzled at this time, and this woman cried out of nowhere.

Guiltyly looking around, he saw that there were no other bystanders, so he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and said perfunctorily, "Maybe my luck is better, you see, there is no way to do this."

"Snapped!"

The boy clapped his hands on his shoulders.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes vigorously, raised her head, and stared at the man in front of her, with inconspicuous short black hair, slightly rough skin, and sparse stubble that appeared out of carelessness.

No matter how you look at it, this guy's appearance has nothing to do with being handsome, and his bad personality is also hard to like.

Being embarrassing in front of He Xiaomiao made Xiaosi feel ashamed. She has lived for almost 20 years, but she has never shed tears in front of others.

Forget it, anyway, it will be irrelevant in the future.

The boy's eyes dimmed, he ignored He Xiaomiao, and turned to leave.

He Xiaomiao's victory overwhelmed the last sliver of persistence in her heart, and the efforts that had lost hope were meaningless, and it didn't matter what happened to the incident.

"You'd better keep your attendance."

He Xiaomiao read a hint of meaning from her stagnant eyes, and said in a deep voice: "If you insist on dropping out, I can promise you, but I will wait until the team simulation game is over."

The boy stopped in his footsteps without looking back, and continued to walk forward: "Okay, I will report to the team on time."

He Xiaomiao's thoughts expanded as he watched the servant's back disappear into the night.

The players in the team each have their own ideas.

The control of Team 05 was not as smooth as expected.

No matter what method is used, before the team simulation game is over, it is necessary to ensure that the team members will not be lost. He Xiaomiao turned on the data terminal and decided to analyze the data of each team member again.

Gender, personality, theoretical class preference, practical class results, and even the growth trajectory since entering school, in the next period of time, he needs to have a deep understanding of the parameters of the team members, so as to formulate a more detailed action plan.

Footsteps came again.

He Xiaomiao raised his head, and saw the figure of the servant returning from the darkness.

"What's the matter, boy, have you changed your mind again? I wanted you to stay in the team." He Xiaomiao half-joked, and the smile quickly froze on his face.

It wasn't a servant who came, but a tall female contestant with blond shoulder-length curly hair.

He Xiaomiao looked at her green pupils, a little flustered for no reason.

"Oh, good evening... Classmate Ai Li." He Xiaomiao raised her hand in embarrassment and scratched the back of her head.

Classmate 'Ai Li' looked indifferently, without any emotion, looking at He Xiaomiao as if looking at a paramecium.

Her voice was deep and cold, "I've been waiting for you in the dormitory for a long time, so I came here to take a look. I thought you were busy, but I didn't expect you to be really busy..."

"Ahem, some trivial matters in the team." He Xiaomiao coughed twice, his expression returned to normal, and he began to change the subject: "You look good, how is your recovery?"

"Healed." Ashley stood still, keeping a distance from He Xiaomiao.

"That's good. I'm going to Angela's department to find you. I didn't expect you to recover quite quickly."

He Xiaomiao felt that something was wrong and said, "It's just in time for you to come back. I'm now the captain of the 05 team. I have some plans to discuss with you about the next simulation game. Let's go back to the dormitory first."

"Okay." Ashley nodded, speaking concisely.

The two walked through the main road in the apartment area one after the other and returned to the dormitory.

"This is what I think, since you are now a participant, of course you have to participate in the mock competition, and I will arrange a special place for you."

He Xiaomiao turned on his data terminal and put it on the desktop, called up a tactical layout composition, and pushed it to Ashley.

"Your position is the free position at the red mark. During the simulation match, you can just stay on standby until you receive my attack signal. I will tell you the specific battle plan in a few days."

Ashley looked at the tactical composition carefully, nodded and said, "I see, there is no problem, you are the captain, and as a contestant, I will obey the dispatch."

"That's good." He Xiaomiao breathed a sigh of relief: "There are also some personal requests, the mobile fighter you taught me in the belly of the sand whale before, is there anything else?"

Ashley frowned and said: "The military has regulations. In order to prevent the infiltration of steel spirits, the actual combat skills of the Federation's high-level mobile combat skills are not allowed to be spread privately..."

Her voice paused, and she lowered her head slightly: "However, I have already violated the regulations, and I will reward you for saving me from danger. I can demonstrate several high-level mobile fighters I have mastered for you..."

"That's great. Actually, there's no need to be so polite. After all, I was the one who caused you to be knocked unconscious by the sand whale attack." He Xiaomiao smiled and said polite words casually.

The goal he had been longing for all along was achieved, and he did his best to save this woman's life.

Ashley's expression didn't change, and she turned into a cold wooden figure again, maybe it's always been like this.

She pondered for a while, and said: "I investigated the armed forces that attacked us through the authority of the military department. There is a high probability that they are members of the Kaku family of Eruo Xing with Seaman as the core, but the evidence currently available is not enough to convict, and the local The execution house also seems to be under control, and I may go out alone in the next few days."

When talking about the Kaku family, He Xiaomiao's face became serious: "Acting alone? Isn't it too dangerous?"

After experiencing several life-and-death conflicts, He Xiaomiao knew that he could not stay out of the incident. If he could act together with Ashley, he might be able to collect more useful information.

"You are only a fifth-class citizen and have no authority to participate in military operations."

Ashley shook her head, raised her wrist, and the bracelet on her cuff projected a number: "This is my encrypted communication code. If you are in danger while I'm away, you can contact me at any time."

"Alright then." He Xiaomiao shrugged and called out his communication code.

"This is mine. You should also record it. Among the people who attacked last time, there were psychokinesis who were more difficult to deal with. They may encounter them again in the future. If there is danger, I can also support you at any time."

Ashley's eyes flickered, she hesitated a little, and finally exchanged communication methods with He Xiaomiao.

"It's too late, go to bed early." He Xiaomiao yawned, feeling the unbearable soreness in his muscles.

After the fierce battle in the big arena, his physical strength reached the limit, he greeted Ashley, and after a simple wash, he fell down on his own bed.

After a while, there was a sound of sleeping snoring.

Ashley didn't rest immediately, the female federal pilot stood quietly on the spot, staring at He Xiaomiao's sleeping face.