Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

This time, not only all the students, but even Teacher Fang was moved - this set of standards is like a live-action video made by a software program. Since they started using it more than ten years ago, they don't know who the person named CM is. .

The manipulator in the mech, in the most unpretentious way, interprets every action to the extreme perfection.

Is this answer going to be revealed today?

"There is more than one producer."

Landis pointed to the Sofitel rolling combo video that was still playing in a loop, and said: "The mecha warrior in this mecha is the first marshal of the empire, the ever-victorious general, and the history of the empire. Since then, the first prince with a foreign surname has granted Changmo."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was shocked.

This, the person inside, could be General Feng Changmo?So, so incredible!

I was so surprised that I forgot to sigh, oh my god - the old-fashioned teaching video that they have always regarded as despising their genetic level, could it be the idol Feng Changmo? !

There is no news that is more difficult to accept than this.

Looking at Landis, who was still indifferent and noble in disbelief, he was so deceptive and convincing.

No one doubted the authenticity of any sentence he said, and he also subtly changed his attitude towards the teaching video-although it seemed rigid and not worthy of in-depth study.

But knowing that its operator is Marshal Feng Changmo, the meaning is completely different.

"I chose An Lan to demonstrate for everyone, not because he has the strongest spiritual power and the highest level of ancient martial arts, and even his gene level is only S..."

Someone whispered, "Damn, he actually used only, only S!"

"But his movements are the most standard, so he can reach the perfect value, and under the same conditions, his chance of surviving on the battlefield is undoubtedly the highest."

A low-pitched commotion.

Landis' words undoubtedly revealed his approval of An Lan.

It turned out that this was the reason why he recruited An Lan.

Nan Jing patted Shun Smart No. [-]'s hair, smiled easily with an expression of "I knew it was like this" and said in a low voice: "Just say it, how could Landis take the initiative to get close to others for no reason."

Smart No. [-] complained endlessly in his heart—are you embarrassed to say it?I didn't know who was angry +max just now, and almost tore down the roof in anger.

I really can't stand this guy who is so emotional and inconsistent.

What Lantis meant was very clear. While the proud sons of heaven were ashamed of their impetuousness, they were also overwhelmed by Lantis' charm.

Teacher Fang looked at Landis with admiration—from the first day the students entered school, as a teacher, he emphasized countless times that he should study the teaching videos well, but the gifted students who were eager to pursue gorgeous and powerful attacks simply couldn't listen.

Now it's all right, with Landis' few words and An Lan's supporting evidence, it must be difficult for the students in his class not to watch the video carefully from now on.

Alas, it would be great if Landis could enter school a few years earlier.

Thinking of this, Mr. Fang thought about Marshal Feng and Feng Jianli, and had a rough preliminary judgment on his background - the capital of Saint Flora, he was familiar with the top personnel of the military department, and it seemed that ordinary nobles could not compare with him.

It can be stabilized to this point in the past [-] years, and a more prosperous future for the empire is just around the corner.

Discussions in the venue resounded, and slowly, as if an agreement had been made, it gradually fell silent.

I don't know which student started it, clenched his fists as if swearing an oath: "One day, I can become the best general in the empire like Marshal Feng! I have decided, and I will definitely take every action seriously. Be as precise as possible!"

Immediately afterwards, an inspiring atmosphere spread, and the students in the first class cheered themselves up one after another, swept away their annoyance and depression, and their confidence returned to them after a circle outside the door.

"What An Lan can do, I can do it too, and I can do it better than him!"

The swearing words came from a high-achieving student who was in the top ten in his age and had a genetic grade of SS.

That's right, in a class that gathered geniuses of the same grade in the Mecha Department of the entire empire, there were more than ten with a genetic level above S, and there was even a super genius at the SSS level, and the rest were all the worst. Grade A.

It can be said that the entire Solo Galaxy and even some of the top mecha talents of the same grade in the entire empire are concentrated in the third grade class of the Sifal Military Academy.

From An Lan, they saw the possibility of reaching perfection and challenging the ultimate.

At the same time, more than 30 students and a teacher present expressed a feeling of gratitude to Landis—thanks to him for letting them see their own shortcomings, and thanks to him for giving them greater opportunities in a unique way. Confidence and bigger goals.

Personal strength is nothing. As a superior, Landis always has his eyes on the long-term future of the empire.

Looking at Landis surrounded by everyone from a distance, Nan Jing showed a helpless smile, but there was more pride here.

Look, this man is mine.

"Let's go."

Nan Jing stood up holding Smart No. [-], ready to leave.

There was a small-scale speech, and Landis was also infected by everyone's excitement and enthusiasm. It was rare to give them advice without his usual indifference—although he was very unwilling to ignore the unhappiness deep in his heart. .

As if telepathically, at the moment Nan Jing turned around, Landis, who was surrounded by enthusiastic students, raised his head and looked towards him.

Their eyes met, and after a few seconds, the two gave each other a smile that could be understood by each other.

Landis quickly sent something on the terminal, and then across the crowd, looked at the south mirror so openly, raised his left hand and pointed to the terminal.

After looking down at the terminal, Nan Jing was slightly stunned, then stretched out his thumb to Landis, smiled silently, and waved again, before leaving the auditorium with the pet in his arms, until even the back view They all disappeared.

At this time, everyone came up with the idea that Landis might not be just a nurturing boy for the mixed reputation, as the rumors said, but was sincerely moved.

Such a tacit understanding, such a smile, such an intimacy that does not allow anyone to intervene, all are proof of their feelings.

At this time, Landis's terminal rang, and the familiar voice made everyone cough in unison. The students next to him shook their heads to see what was going on.

Landis pursed his lips, and said with a half smile but not a smile: "I will give you special guidance later, and I will definitely let you achieve the standard state today."

The poor child burst into tears amid the roar of laughter——I was just a little more curious, please don't abuse me!

Amidst the miserable cry of the poor child, Landis glanced at the terminal, and the little annoyance of not being able to have lunch with Nan Jing was instantly invisible, and he felt so relieved that it was indescribable.

[Nanjing] I love you too.

The plan to have a sweet lunch with Landis fell through, and Nan Jing went straight back to the dormitory.

He has always been particular about food, even when he is alone, he has to prepare it meticulously—who would want to eat bland and tasteless nutrient solution?

As soon as he opened the dormitory door, Nan Jing saw Chu Letong standing at the door with inexplicable glare in his eyes and staring up at him.

Fa, what happened?

Nan Jing waited in bewilderment with a face full of greetings and stared at Chu Letong for a few minutes, and finally lost the battle.

Well, making eye contact with people has never been his strong point, and he has to be the first to turn his head away every time.

"Although I'm very happy that you can finally stand at the door to welcome your dear roommate, but I still can't understand... what does your expression mean?"

Regarding Nan Jing's brazenly distorting the facts to put gold on his face, it was rare for Chu Letong not to express his deep disdain and contempt today. Instead, he took two steps back, looked at Nan Jing carefully, and started from the beginning. to the heels and then from the heels to the top of the head.

The little eyes full of inquiry gave Nan Jing a sour feeling that he was about to be dissected and studied.

Heartbroken, Nan Jing closed the door and entered the room to block the sunlight that streamed in.

"Okay, the chocolate bear biscuits I made this morning... now I feel sorry to lose yours."

Nan Jing took out his trump card.

Ever since Chu Letong accepted the mocha biscuits given to him by Nan Jing for the first time, he has quickly and completely fallen under the temptation of crispy, sweet and crispy, as if he had been pinched. The relationship has heated up sharply. Although he still often faces Nan Jing with a straight face, he no longer treats Nan Jing as air.

At least when he awkwardly and reluctantly accepted the biscuits that Nan Jing insisted on bribing him, he would still whisper his thanks to Nan Jing.

But now, Chu Letong is like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, jumping his feet in an instant. Under the serious gaze of Nan Jing who doesn't seem to be joking, he still can't help but make a contemptuous expression, bluntly responding to the message Nan Jing, who didn't care at all and didn't know what to do outside all day, took a look.

"Hey, look at the first explosive news on the first page of the school's official website, you are famous."

After finishing speaking, Chu Letong turned his face and ran to the kitchen to search for the bear biscuits that Nan Jing mentioned.

Oh, and he really loves his roommate who can make cookies.