Raiders of the fast crossing target characters

Hearing that Zhuoxi was coming to the school to teach them, the freshmen in the first grade were full of longing.

"It's the first time I've seen a real person! I've only seen it on TV before, so I'm looking forward to it."

"He, like Professor Vito, is a top figure in military technology research, but to be honest, I thought he would go to the battlefield like Marshal Qin Heng, but I didn't expect him to choose to enter the research institute!"

"Are you talking nonsense? After all, Professor Zhuo's mental power is only SS. For him, it must be more suitable for him to work in a research institute." Another student said.

"That's right, what you said makes sense."

Listening to their chat, Xu Cheng couldn't help but said, "But just because Professor Zhuo only has 2S mental power, he can be evenly matched with Marshal Qin Heng who has 3S mental power. This is the most powerful thing."

Unexpectedly, the other students didn't seem to believe it.

"Xu Cheng, you don't understand this. If you want me to tell you, it is rumored that Professor Zhuo Xi and Marshal Qin Heng are evenly matched, which is not very reliable. How can the 2S level beat the 3S level? Mostly the teachers did it. Let's beautify it, in my impression, he should be that kind of polite technical researcher."

Xu Cheng didn't agree with their words very much.

But he also knew that he said he couldn't win them, because in their hearts, Marshal Qin Heng was stronger than Professor Zhuo.

Such inherent cognition cannot be changed all at once.

But this does not prevent him from continuing to adore Professor Zhuo.

Although he has the same reverence for Marshal Qin Heng, Xu Cheng still admires Zhuo Xi more.

He also wants to be like Professor Zhuo.

Heading to the shuttle ship of the First Military Academy of the Empire, 013 took another detailed scan of Zhuoxi's physical condition, "Master, it seems that the marshal was in control last night, and your body is very healthy now."

Zhuoxi drove the autopilot and chatted with it: "Thirteen, why are you talking more and more connotatively now."

013 said confidently: "Isn't I always like this? Wait... I seem to have found a problem."

"what?"

013 carefully compared the information it found, and asked in confusion: "According to the personal file of the empire, your spiritual power is SS, why did my scan result just now..."

"Thirteen." The youth interrupted its confusion, "You don't need to pay attention to this matter."

013: "Well, I will keep my mouth shut, because I am an optical brain specially customized for you, master, so all principles are based on you."

The school expressed a warm welcome to Zhuoxi's arrival, the principal invited him into the office for a chat, and then he was willing to let him go.

"Son, remember to visit me often when you have time." The old man on crutches sat in the leather chair kindly and said to the young man's back.

Zhuoxi turned her head and said with a smile, "Okay."

Principal: "If possible, bring that kid Qin Heng with you."

"I will convey your thoughts to him." The young man bowed slightly, and then left the principal's office.

Two military academy guards followed behind him, "Professor Zhuo, please go this way."

They lead the young man to the large classroom of the first grade, where hundreds of freshmen are waiting for him.

Zhuo Xi nodded slightly and followed them forward.

When he passed a corner, he turned his head and looked at the huge square downstairs, with a hint of nostalgia on his expression.

Back then, he and Qin Heng were standing there, fighting for that dilapidated starship.

"I've taken a fancy to this starship." The black-haired boy in a dark blue student uniform stared fiercely at the person who was half a head taller than him and swore fiercely, "If you don't want to be beaten, you can choose another one. "

When he was a teenager, Qin Heng still had a straight face like an adult, his eyes were very indifferent: "No."

The eyes of the two teenagers met, and neither of them would take a step back.

The teachers gave me a headache. These are the two most difficult students in this class. One is Qin Heng, who is indifferent and taciturn, and has his own personality; the other is Zhuo Xi, who looks like a vicious little wolf cub. Generally difficult to discipline, but also very individual.

What they have in common is that they have no parents and were admitted to the First Military Academy entirely on their own strength.

But in short, these two people are really more difficult to manage than the other.

"Why don't teachers assign you some more? You can see that this starship is already very old, and there is no need to fight for it like this..."

"No, teacher, I want it." Zhuo Xi never left his gaze from the boy opposite him, and Qin Heng didn't flinch at all. After staring at each other for a few minutes to no avail, Zhuo Xi offered to challenge him.

"Since you refuse to give in, then we will use fighting to decide the outcome. Whoever wins will have the right to drive it." The young man raised his chin, revealing his slender neck and slightly protruding Adam's apple, " how?"

Qin Heng's gaze stayed on the boy's Adam's apple for a brief second, and then he said:

"can."

The teachers felt even more headache. They looked at each other and spread their hands.

Yep, knew it would be like this.

But in the First Military Academy, everyone speaks based on their strength, and they allow challenges like this.

Behind Zhuoxi, a student with his collar open smiled and leaned his upper body on the starship, "Xi'er, why don't you use my ship?"

The boy turned his head and looked at him with stubborn eyes: "No need."

In the open collar of the student who spoke, a red fox head pendant could be seen faintly. With his arms folded around his chest, he shook his head helplessly.

"Well, since this is the case, then I can only cheer for you."

"I won't lose." The boy began to roll up his sleeves, "One round determines the outcome."

"Okay." Qin Heng agreed lightly, and he got ready and put on a close combat posture.

The boy stared into his eyes, and after a few seconds, he suddenly attacked.

The teacher and the students couldn't help but watch the battle between the two intently, because it was really exciting.

These two students can be said to have brought into full play what they learned in the advanced fighting class.

Even the teachers were full of praise when they saw it.

What's more, among them, the student named Qin Heng is also a rare SSS-level mental power holder, how could they not pay attention.

I saw Qin Heng turned sideways, dodged the boy's pull and throw, and then stretched out his hand to give the boy a neat neck lock, but it was also resolved by the boy.

It only took half a second for his arm to touch the boy's throat, and the boy grabbed his arm, supported his elbow, and wanted to bend his elbow back.

The movements of the two were quite fast, there was almost only an afterimage left, and the crowd around the audience applauded, "Okay! Qin Heng, attack him!"

There were also those who cheered for the boy: "Zhuoxi, give him a leg hook!"

Zhuoxi hadn't used the move he was planning to use next, when Qin Heng whispered in his ear: "You have already used this move in the last fighting class."

"..." He gritted his teeth, quickly shifted his weight back, and dodged Qin Heng's fist, "Lots of nonsense!"

In the end, the teacher called to stop, because the two of them competed for too long.

"Okay, both of you are sweating profusely. Are you going to use up your energy here? I'm afraid that today's victory will be indistinguishable. I think this GCR013 will be assigned to other students. That's fine. None of you won, how?"

Zhuoxi wiped the sweat from his forehead, but didn't speak.

Qin Heng glanced at the starship they were fighting for, turned around and walked to the other side.

"Teacher, I choose it."

"Okay, then it's yours, Zhuoxi, what about you?"

There was such a trace of unwillingness in the boy's eyes, he also walked to another starship and said, "I choose it."

The teacher reassured: "Very good, then everyone, let's go to the ship of our choice and have a look, and we will start the simulation stage later."

"Yes!"

After this class ended, the boy passed by Qin Heng, leaving only one sentence:

"Next time, I will definitely beat you."

These words drifted into Qin Heng's ears with the breeze. He looked at the young man's leaving figure with a calm expression.

Bai Hong leaned against the wall, watching the two drift away, with an expression of interest on his face.

"Students, this is Zhuoxi, the professor of the Department of Combat Mechanical Engineering in our empire. He will give you a class today. You have to listen carefully and don't act foolishly."

"Yes! Hello, Professor Zhuo!" The freshmen in the first grade looked quite young, which made Zhuo Xi feel even more grateful. Wasn't it the same when he first entered this school?

The teacher next to him: Hey, it’s a good thing his students are these obedient, silly and sweet students. I still remember that among the most difficult students selected by the First Military Academy, there is this one standing next to him at the moment.

This one is simply a hell-level student. From the moment he entered the school, he didn't let the teacher worry about it.

I heard that in class, the teachers never dared to call his name, because as long as he stands up, he will not answer your questions, but you will face his fancy questions, and you may not be able to answer them in the end .

Although such a student is very good, it is really difficult for a teacher. After all, you will feel that you have nothing to teach him.

Zhuoxi raised his hand and made a "please sit down" gesture.

The students sat down upright, their faces full of anticipation.

"Hi?" A smiling face suddenly appeared outside the classroom door, "Can I have a class?"

"...Your Majesty, Your Majesty—Your Majesty!" The teacher beside Zhuoxi was subconsciously startled when he saw this face, "Why are you here! You came so quietly!"

His Majesty the young emperor of the current empire——Huo Xiao walked in through the door with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile on his face, "I just didn't want to come here in a big way, so I came here secretly in disguise."

"If the disguise you're talking about is the first-year uniform you're wearing..."

Huo Xiao winked at him, "How is it? I don't feel too out of place when I put it on, right?"

Teacher: "No... I don't think I really know how to evaluate... Wait... Why are you here, the consul??"

His eyes widened even further.

The one who came in behind Huo Xiao was the imperial consul, Pei Songye.Wearing a black official uniform, his long legs wrapped in boots, he glanced at the teacher.

"Your Majesty wanted to come, and said that he couldn't miss Professor Zhuo's class, so I came together."

"This this this..."

"Since you're here, hurry up and find a place to sit down." Zhuoxi walked behind the podium and said meticulously, "Please don't disturb the students in class."

The students were already so excited that they almost fainted: they had never been so excited in their entire life to see so many big people all at once!

How did Professor Zhuo manage to be so calm!