Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

Chu Letong, Yun Jinghan, Mi Feila and Nan Jing.

Chu Letong's double rate narrowly passed, while Yun Jinghan was much higher than him, but it was still below the prescribed value.

When he arrived in Miffela, his success rate was 65%, and his effective utilization rate was 63%. Even the teacher was full of praise for this result.

According to common sense, Nan Jing was the last one to be tested, and there was a genius sitting in front of him, so the pressure would definitely be great, but his expression was calm from the beginning to the end, and he didn't feel nervous at all.

"Let's see Nan Jing's double rate."

The host waits for the final results of the machine inspection to appear on the big screen.

When a line of large characters appeared, her eyes widened suddenly, and she almost screamed, her already slender voice became sharper——

"My God! How is it possible?"

At this time, no one held the host accountable for the gaffe, because the audience gasped one after another, and there was a lot of discussion. Some people questioned their eyes, and some asked for re-examination.

On the big screen, the part double rate is clearly written——

Success rate: 94%

Effective utilization rate: 93%

The judges were stunned, Akawana's face turned pale instantly, and he muttered about the impossibility tremblingly.

Only Xilin's reaction was not normal, so he couldn't help looking at Nanjing twice in surprise.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, that kid Landis has such a vicious vision, he has held back his little lover for 20 years, and the wife he recognized as soon as he made a move, this lady is still an incomparable genius!

In the principal's office, Wenman made a cup of tea for Mr. Tang. The scalding hot water brewed the curled tea leaves and let them stretch out slowly.

"So, is the genetic grade tester fooling everyone?"

Facing such a question, Wen Man smiled comfortably, his pale blue eyes shining with wisdom.

"A machine is just a machine, and only humans can deceive people. Mr. Tang, I hope you don't pursue that kid's concealment. This is my hint, and he needs to learn how to protect himself..."

Wen Man took a sip of tea, frowned and said: "The school is no longer safe. Once Nan Jing is separated from Landis and the others, he will be completely exposed to danger. Although I can protect him for a while, I will never rest assured."

Old man Tang sighed, and said, "If I hadn't proposed the concept of man-made mutated genes, the tragedy of the past 20 years would not have happened. I really regret it! Regret it!"

"It's no wonder you. It can only be said that those guys who are eager for quick success and evil intentions made the worst decision. They are the sinners of the empire."

Looking at the blue tea, Mr. Tang showed remorse on his old-fashioned face.

He is not a criminal, but all crimes are caused by him, which is not a kind of sadness.

I just hope that one day, the juniors can stop all this.

No matter how unbelievable, Nanjing's results are still recognized - after a second inspection, the same result was obtained.

In addition to being messy, everyone seemed to have suffered from aphasia, and couldn't say anything for a while.

This kind of situation where the double rate is above 90%, let alone them, even the big figures at the master level of mecha manufacturing have not been seen much, so naturally they can't do it, not only the contemporary masters, even in the entire history of the Galactic Empire. never seen it.

So the news spread quickly.

Although Sidi Lai said that his face was not good-looking, he did not show much resistance.

Originally in the first piece of design, although he thought that he could make Nanjing lose the game by relying on himself, but for complete protection, he also took preventive measures in the next two games.

In the second match, Xilin was lucky, with the care of Xilin from the Emperor Star, he escaped the crisis of holding the incomplete materials from the sky.

But the third game was not so lucky. According to his idea, it is absolutely impossible for the set of parts drawn by Nanjing to be successfully produced!

The face of an angel is distorted with paranoid joy in those beautiful eyes.

However, just as the host announced that the third match was about to start, a voice like thunder resounded through the Doudan classroom.

"I abstain."

These three words are not much more exciting than the stimulation brought by Nanjing, because the abstainer is the one who is least likely to abstain.

Nan Jing blinked quickly, and looked at Miffela next to him with confusion.

Mifela's face was calm, her chin was raised, her blue eyes wandered around the audience, searching, and then stayed.

He and Sidia's eyes of similar color and luster dare not intertwine in the air, looking straight at the monstrous anger sprayed out of Sidia's eyes, but it is a face that usually faces him, taunting the corners of the mouth, and staggering the sight .

As if she had unloaded some burden, Mifela changed her depression and depression these days, shrugged, threw the parts in her hand, and said: "I don't have such a strong desire to participate in the third-grade wild field. Survival practice class, and to get here through the first two games, there are exactly three people except me, and everyone has seen the strength of these three people, which is completely convincing."

The judges on the judges' table discussed it, Xilin looked at Miffela with great interest, and Akawana saw that he slapped the table and stood up, saying: "This is a competition that cannot be abstained!"

If Mifela didn't occupy a quota, the huge amount of general points he had collected would have to be returned intact, and he wouldn't even have to bear the risk compensation fee!

Xilin got up and hooked Akawana's shoulders and pushed him down, and said with a snort, "Come on, this is the first time I've heard that forfeiting is not allowed in a game, and people don't want to compare you to what are you still talking about here? If you are upset, go up by yourself? My uncle is still in a hurry to go home for dinner."

"You!" Akawana pointed at Xilin and was speechless with anger.

Xilin slowly pulled out a handkerchief, rolled it around his fingers, and then lightly pushed the keeper away, leisurely.

"It's done. On behalf of the judges, I'm announcing the end of the competition. By the way, I'm announcing on behalf of Chairman Tang of the committee—the three students who will accompany the team this year are Nan Jing, Chu Letong, and Yun Jinghan. They're all gone."

A piece of competition ended in such a dramatic way, which caused a lot of discussion in the whole school. Everyone talked about Miffela's final abstention, especially the students in class one. Mephila, who was not dealing with it, actually made this choice.

In their impression, Miffela was someone who would never admit defeat, let alone abstain from voting voluntarily.

Nan Jing, who was also repeatedly skinned, was not the Sifal Military Academy that shocked the sky-defying double rate, and even the entire empire was stunned by the news.

Since then, the sound of Nanjing's terminal has never been heard. The software from the news media, which came from nowhere, directly bypassed the important step of friend identity verification, and used illegal means to become a legal contact, making Nanjing feel depressed to death.

When I was eating, a light screen request suddenly popped up, and I could hear the buzzing sound when I was taking a shower.

Finally one day, Nan Jing and Landis were interrupted by the terminal when they were doing that kind of thing. Landis could no longer be used to Nan Jing on this matter, and opened his own terminal with an unhappy expression, and had sex on it. Sent a few messages.

The world is safe, and the interest is gone.

Nan Jing checked the time, and it was almost dinner time, so he got dressed and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Xilin, who was watching a TV series, looked at Landis' stinky face and turned on the sarcasm mode: "The face of dissatisfaction in broad daylight, how is your kidney?"

"It's better than having two kidneys for nothing but being useless."

Landis replied with a dark face.

Feng Jianli raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, it seemed that Landis was really upset when he dared to talk to Xilin like that.

Xilin clicked his tongue, and was too sensible to return the sarcasm.

After lying on his back on the sofa for a while, Landis suddenly straightened up and reached out to Xilin.

"Bring it."

Shirin: "What?"

"terminal!"

He didn't forget that Nanjing's terminal has not been able to solve the space until now, who is the gift!

Xilin suddenly realized, patted Landis on the shoulder, stood up from the sofa, and walked to the kitchen.

"What?" Landis asked.

"Talk about life with my rival in love."

Feng Jianli's expression changed, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Landis couldn't agree with Xilin's bad taste of treating others as imaginary enemies, so he didn't follow suit, but said coldly, "Put your clothes on."

I really don't know what he's doing with so much meat in broad daylight.

Nan Jing was chopping vegetables while humming an unknown song, with nine tunes and eighteen bends, crossing mountains and ridges to break through the sky.

Xilin stood at the door for a while, twitched the corners of his mouth and closed the door casually, rubbing his face intoxicated and said: "Sure enough, there will be no perfect existence in the whole universe except this uncle."

When Nan Jing heard this, he burst out laughing, stopped aggressively chopping vegetables, and turned his head to smile at Xilin.

"So, are you here to help me?"

Xilin looked at Nanjing for a while, raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't see that you are quite eloquent."

When it comes to cooking, you can tell what level Landis is at just by looking at him.

Nanjing was noncommittal.