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When Song Hanlin and Leo came out of the training room, it was already almost nine o'clock—needless to say, Song Hanlin must be physically and mentally comfortable now, while Leo was depressed to death, and regretted how many times he was so mean.

The two walked to the door and met Carl Arthur who had just come out of the training room.

"Hello, instructor."

The military posture is standard, the movements are neat, and the voice lines overlap perfectly. Song Hanlin is extremely satisfied with the tacit understanding between Carl and Arthur.

"I saw you when I came in."

Song Hanlin took a closer look and found that although Carl and Arthur were sweating profusely and breathing heavily, their eyes were steady and their chests rose and fell at a certain frequency, obviously in good spirits.

"Looking at your state, I feel pretty good."

"Yes instructor."

Carl's temperament is relatively cold, so Arthur naturally tries to speak as much as possible to lighten his burden.

"The training effect in the gravity training room is very good. At first, the seniors and I were a little uncomfortable, but we got used to it quickly, but the flexibility is still not up to the previous standard."

"This is normal. It's good for most people to reach the level of 'fluid movement' in the first training. This is still under the condition of less than ten times the gravity, not to mention that you are at twenty times the gravity from the beginning. And I used to Judging by the speed of your activities, you can already be said to be 'flexible', although there may still be some distance from your own standards, but it is not a problem to practice a few more times."

Song Hanlin didn't think there was anything wrong with Arthur's words of "not up to the standard". Top talents have a deeper understanding of their own abilities, and it is precisely because of this that they have higher demands on themselves. Arthur and Karl obviously has such strength, their dissatisfaction is real, and Song Hanlin's encouragement is naturally also true.

"We'll try."

Arthur's tone was firm, and Carl nodded in agreement. Song Hanlin looked at the two with a smile unconsciously in his eyes.

"Of course I believe it, but it's time for you to go back to the dormitory. The access control of the dormitory is at 09:30. If you are locked out, I won't give you an extra access control card because of your hard work."

Carl and Arthur were stunned for a moment, looked down at the light brain, it showed '21:08' brightly - time was running out, the two stopped talking, and after bidding farewell to Song Hanlin and Leo, they walked quickly to Go to the dormitory building.

After the two left, Leo, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth.

"Boss, how long do you think these two little guys have been in the gravity training room?"

"Not sure, but at least two and a half hours."

"Σ(っ°Д°%3B)っ, the first training, twenty times the gravity, two and a half hours, flexible movements...Boss, the talents of the two little guys in your area are really terrifying."

Leo couldn't help recalling his own situation back then... Forget it, compared to these two people, it's simply horrible.

"Yeah, although I can feel that they are not simple at the beginning, but the judgment I made when I didn't really understand it was still a bit off. They have supreme talents, ambitions to match, and are different from ordinary people. Thanks to your hard work, these two little guys..."

Song Hanlin almost sighed and laughed.

"Their future is immeasurable."

Because of Karl and Arthur's ability and tacit understanding, according to previous estimates, Song Hanlin originally planned to temporarily separate the two of them from the team after the same training for three months, and arrange a separate training plan.But now it seems that this time may be advanced to a month later.

[The plan that the empire and the federation have been longing for for a long time but have been unable to carry out due to lack of suitable talents has finally ushered in its master. Is such a plan that has been discussed for thousands of years going to be launched in my hands? ? ]

Song Hanlin had to admit that his blood was boiling right now.

"Boss, then I'll go back first."

Seeing Song Hanlin's rare excited eyes, Leo knew that his boss must have thought of the task assigned to him by his superiors again, so he wisely did not stop, greeted Song Hanlin and left first.And Song Hanlin stayed in the same place for a while before returning to the dormitory—he wanted to redo the training schedule, trying to give Carl and Arthur the amount of truly meaningful practice to the maximum while keeping the other recruits from overtiring.

We don't care about Song Hanlin's changes to the original schedule. On the other hand, Carl and Arthur returned to the dormitory smoothly.

The rooms on the left side of the dormitory are locked. Obviously, Kate and his roommate are already in the room. Carl and Arthur are not at all interested in what the two of them will think when they arrive at the dormitory and see that the room has already been selected. Note The door to the right showed no signs of movement, so they went straight in.

"Senior, go take a shower first, I'll tidy up the box, and I have something for you later."

Arthur said while unpacking his luggage.

"Ah."

[What do you have to wait to get? ]

Karl was a little confused, but he didn't ask too much, took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom.

Arthur is also used to Carl's indifference to everything except talent and strength. He slowly took out the cover-up clothes that were stacked on top of the suitcase and put them aside. After a while, all the knowledge sticks that Carl liked were neatly laid out on the side of the bed. Arthur's eyelids were closed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Crack."

The sound of the door being opened sounded, and Carl came out of the bathroom in casual pajamas. When he looked up, he saw Arthur sitting on the edge of the bed distracted. He couldn't help frowning, feeling a little uncomfortable.

[Isn't everything normal recently? ]

Carl pursed his lips.

[Looks like something happened while I was taking a shower...]

"Arthur."

Carl walked over to Arthur.

"Arthur, what are you thinking?"

"Senior..."

Arthur suddenly came back to his senses, listening to Carl's concerned tone, moved his lips, but didn't know what to say - he was just, inexplicably confused.

For Arthur, Carl is a very good-tempered person, no matter what Arthur says, he will not get angry (because Arthur speaks well and is very good at timing), and he has never had a disagreement with Arthur ( Because the two not only have the same three views, but they are not quarreling characters), and even in many cases, Arthur will have a feeling that he is being spoiled by him (because Arthur’s demands are not too much and Carl has always been serious about the people he chooses. A little more tolerant.), but because of this, Arthur is sometimes not sure whether Carl has the favor he wants for him, or maybe it is just tolerance for a junior student... But, such confusion and worry, How should he tell Carl?

Arthur felt more confused than ever.

Carl silently looked at the boy in front of him. Arthur has always been strong. Even though his elegance covered up his arrogance, his unchanging calmness still showed his strength—but he is such a person. At this moment, for some reason, there is a trace of fragility in the eyes, like a child who doesn't know the way forward, at a loss.

Carl's heart softened suddenly, he didn't care about the sweat on Arthur's body, and couldn't remember his cleanliness. He reached out and rubbed Arthur's blond hair with a gentleness that even he couldn't imagine.

"...Arthur, open your mouth."

When he walked to Arthur's side, Carl saw a few big bags of truth sticks beside the bed. He couldn't tell whether he was moved or heartbroken at that moment, but he knew that he was distressed now.Carl reached out and opened one of the packets of candy, specifically picking out a green apple flavor, unwrapped it, and put it into Arthur's open mouth obediently.

"Eat something sweet and you will feel better."

Carl doesn't know how to coax people, and such a passage is the best sentence he can think of.

"..."

The sweetness obviously only spread in the mouth, but it seemed to soak into the heart along the blood vessels on the tongue/tip. Arthur rolled his eyes with a smile while sucking the sugar.

"Senior..."

He felt his voice become sweeter.

"So sweet."

[The author has something to say: Father Jun: tsk tsk tsk

Arthur: ~(￣▽￣～)~]