Interstellar boss brings his own dowry to ask for marriage

Just as Fu Ling was about to open her mouth, Fu Yiyi held her shoulders.

"Indeed, if you're weak, don't come out and drag others down. Go back and get married and rely on a man!"

The person who is most qualified to say this here is Fu Yiyi. Everyone knows that the mental power required to enter the mecha department must be at least A-level, and in this world, women with A-level mental power are already top-level existences.

Although men cannot hit women, the law does not prohibit women from fighting.

"Fu Ling, you know what? I didn't even need to taste the grapes in the cafeteria today to know they were sour."

Fu Ling also echoed: "Yeah, I didn't take it either, it looks sour."

The girls who heard the conversation between the few people were holding back their laughter. The girl who had just mocked Fu Yiyi left without finishing her meal.

Fu Yiyi raised her eyebrows, not taking what happened just now to heart at all.

"Wow, sister, you have a really good mouth! She was so angry that she didn't even finish her meal."

"Let's eat quickly, we have classes soon."

The two added each other on their laptops and made an appointment to have dinner together.

Fu Yiyi originally wanted to go back to the dormitory to take a shower after dinner, but when she saw that there were only twenty minutes left, which was not enough, she gave up the idea.

The theoretical classes in the morning were taught by teachers from various classes. They all covered some basic knowledge on the battlefield, including various Zerg species and different plants. This was extremely important to Fu Yiyi. She was extremely unfamiliar with this world. Apart from some basic galactic history and current forces, and some laws regarding women, she knew nothing else.

After class, Fu Yiyi received a message from Fu Ling. Their classes were in different teaching buildings, and they agreed to wait for each other at the cafeteria entrance.

During the meal, if there were any ignorant people who provoked Fu Yiyi, after what happened in the morning, they all knew that she was a person who would not give in to others with words, and at least they were friendly to her on the surface.

After dinner, the two walked back together, neither wanting to take the public hovercraft.

When they arrived at the dormitory, they found that their dormitories were actually next to each other. This made it more convenient for Fu Ling to run to her side. Fu Yiyi politely rejected Fu Ling's request to take a nap with her.

"I'm used to sleeping alone. If there's someone next to me, I won't be able to sleep."

"Okay then!" Fu Ling returned to her dormitory with a look of grievance on her face.

In the afternoon, the two went to class together. When they reached the intersection, they parted ways because they were from different departments and were not in the same place. Fu Yiyi followed the map to the training ground dedicated to the Mecha Department.

She looked at the map and then walked towards the third training hall. Because there were the most people majoring in mecha, there were also the most training halls, with several of them lined up side by side. Classes had to be taken in turns, in the morning and afternoon. When she was studying basic courses in the morning, other classes were taking mecha courses, and the reverse was true in the afternoon.

When Fu Yiyi walked into the training hall, many people had already arrived. She was short and did not attract many people's attention. When she heard someone calling for Class 11 to assemble, she hurriedly followed the others to the source of the sound and stood at the end. She did not see who the mecha teacher who taught them was.

But Fu Yiyi felt that the voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it. At least it was not the teacher from this morning.

Zong Zheng Feiyu looked at these new students expressionlessly and couldn't help but frown.

Everyone knew Zong Zheng Feiyu, but no one dared to comment. They were all surprised in their hearts. They didn't expect that the person teaching them would be the Federal Marshal. They all stared at him excitedly.

"Report the count."

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6..."

As the number grew larger, Zong Zheng Feiyu's face became darker and darker.

Until the last one, Fu Yiyi, shouted: "100."

Zong Zheng Feiyu's expression finally turned from gloomy to bright.

The students in the front row, who hadn't dared to breathe just now, breathed a sigh of relief quietly, not knowing why the marshal's face looked so dark.

"No. 100, come forward."

Fu Yiyi was stunned for a moment, then immediately shouted, "Yes."

Fu Yiyi walked out from the back and saw Zong Zheng Feiyu standing in front of the group, but she immediately realized that this was not the place to talk.

"Teacher, did you call me?"

"You're short, so you'll be standing in the first position up front."

"is teacher."

Everyone stared at this scene with wide eyes in disbelief. Was this still the same sullen-faced marshal from before? What a huge change! He even seemed to be smiling.

Fu Yiyi turned around and walked to the left side of the front row and stood in the right position, thinking to herself, "Could this guy be here to see her? Otherwise, why doesn't he teach other classes?"

"No, don't be too self-indulgent. What if they are just here to give a last-minute lesson? If you go back and ask around, you'll find out what's going on."

But Fu Yiyi was in trouble again. "Who should I ask? I only know Fu Ling. No, there is also a Lu Xinghe, but I don't have Lu Xinghe's computer ID number. "

"Forget it, love is what it is."

After a series of ideological struggles, nothing was ultimately achieved.

Zong Zheng Feiyu was explaining how to use and operate the mecha in the front, and everyone listened very carefully, including Fu Yiyi. Finally, when it came to the practical stage, everyone had to enter the mecha to operate it. They were divided into groups of ten, and each mecha class was not only equipped with a teacher, but also five auxiliary instructors.

Fu Yiyi stood in the first place and was definitely the first to get on the mecha. Each mecha was ten meters high, with the cockpit at the head. To get on the mecha, one had to walk up from the shelf in front of the mecha.

She had no fear of heights and simply walked up the stairs on the shelf. However, the instructor still needed to teach her the specific operations several times.

Of course, this instructor must be Zong Zheng Feiyu. He followed Fu Yiyi into the cockpit and closed the hatch. There were only him and Fu Yiyi inside.

Fu Yiyi didn't care, but it was the first time that Zong Zheng Feiyu was with the opposite sex in such a cramped environment, and it was the person he had been thinking about for a month, so a blush appeared unconsciously on his face.

Fu Yiyi sat in the driver's seat, looked at the man next to him, looked unnatural, and pulled the corners of his mouth.

"Teacher, how do you operate this?"

Seeing that Fu Yiyi's face looked normal, Zong Zheng Feiyu also adjusted his breathing, and then taught her the specific operation steps.

"Put on this helmet. It has a docking device inside. All you need to do is input your mental power. Then you'll feel the entire mecha become one with you. You only need to give it commands in your mind, just like your own body. The more you practice, the more natural it becomes."

Fu Yiyi did as he said, put on the helmet, and output his mental power. Just as Zong Zheng Feiyu said, he silently counted "left foot, right foot" in his mind, and the mecha swayed forward.

"Yes, that's it. Practice in cycles. Practice makes perfect."

With Zong Zheng Feiyu's encouragement, Fu Yiyi became more and more familiar with the technique. She didn't even have to think about her left foot or right foot. With just one thought, the mecha moved more and more smoothly. She even ran a few steps.

"Okay, now go back to where you were before. It's time for the other students to take their turns."

Although Fu Yiyi was a little reluctant, she also knew that this was a shift-based system and the length of each class was fixed. If she practiced longer, others would have to practice less.

After Fu Yiyi and Zong Zheng Feiyu got off the mecha, they stood back in their original positions and watched other people get on the mecha one after another. However, their operation skills seemed to be far inferior to hers. They stumbled and some almost caused the entire mecha to fall to the ground.