The flower-growing soul has an uncertain identity, only farming is stable

When Meng Ke walked into the Marshal's Mansion for the second time, her mood was completely different.

In the Marshal's Mansion, Marshal Lei lay on a recliner with his eyes closed to rest.

Meng Ke walked closer and saluted respectfully: "Dad!"

A single address let the person on the recliner know that this was a private matter, so he waved away the people around him.

"sit!"

Meng Ke sat down on the sofa and got straight to the point: "Dad, I'm going to see Lei Hu today. He's very attached to me. I want to go back to the main planet with him."

"The radiation in his body is too high, the main star will not let him go."

"I'll decontaminate him and go back after the radiation level drops."

"He has completely mutated. Are you sure you want to take him back?"

"Ok!"

Meng Ke knew what she was doing. After the complete mutation, she couldn't change back. She could always keep the panda-shaped Thunder Tiger.

Before leaving the Marshal's Mansion, Meng Ke gave him a newly made pillow and quilt: "Dad, I won't come to see you before Lei Hu and I leave. You have to take care of yourself here. If you need me, just tell me and I will come as quickly as possible."

"Alright! Go get busy! There are so many people in the base, there's no need for a little girl like you to worry about it."

Meng Ke handed over all the planting land in his hands and devoted himself to purifying Lei Hu.

Even though Lei Hu turned into a panda, he did not get angry when Meng Ke tried to approach him for the first time. Instead, he hugged her in his arms.

The familiar actions and the same warm embrace made Meng Ke burst into tears instantly.

Now when Meng Ke purifies him every day, she sits in his arms. I still remember that when they just confirmed their relationship, Lei Hu would often hold her with one hand.

The purification process went smoothly, only completing the mutated beast form, with no sign of returning to human form.

Meng Ke originally planned to spend contribution points to pull the space back to Alliance Star 2, and then take the spacecraft back to the main star.

It’s definitely not possible to be with Lei Hu now.

Adjutant Gao arranged their positions and asked them to go back with the transport ship.

The transport ship was moving at a slower speed, and by the time Meng Ke and Lei Hu arrived at Alliance Star No. 2, the Fourth Military Academy freshman assessment competition had already begun.

The Lei family acted decisively and directly sent Meng Ke to the port closest to the Fourth Military Academy using the family spaceship.

Meng Ke and Lei Hu had to separate at the port.

Lei Hu was very fierce to others and would not let anyone get close to him. Meng Ke was worried and wanted to go home with him. The captain of the guards who came to pick him up stepped forward and assured him: "Mrs. Meng Ke, please believe that we will take good care of Master Lei Hu. You can go to take the exam without worry."

When Meng Ke left Kaixingxing, she took away all the panda dolls in the room. At this time, Lei Hu, the panda, was very irritable. Meng Ke couldn't calm him down even if she gave him a one-meter-tall panda to hold.

Suddenly, Meng Ke thought of something and took out a fat bamboo shoot that was as big as a bucket from the folding compartment of the light brain. Lei Hu's eyes immediately lit up, and he picked up the bamboo shoot and started to chew it happily.

Meng Ke secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then took out dozens of bamboo shoots and asked the captain of the Lei family guard to put them away. When Lei Hu got annoyed and couldn't find her, she would give him one.

Baba watched Lei Hu's flying car leave before Meng Ke got on the flying car to the Fourth Military Academy.

With the biggest backdoor of the Fourth Military Academy's principal, all the admission procedures had been completed before Meng Keren even arrived.

At this time, the principal on the stage was still giving a passionate speech, and the students below had numb expressions, but no one dared to make any unnecessary movements.

Are you kidding! The four major military academies all use an elimination system. This is not a last-in-first-out system, but anyone who violates military principles will be eliminated.

It’s just that the principal’s speech this year was a bit too long, and some students majoring in logistics couldn’t help but twist their shoulders and move their feet.

Even in such a serious and solemn occasion, the students in the last row of the individual soldier department discovered that someone dared to be late and even cut in line!

Are all the teachers around the venue blind?

And the principal on the stage, we all saw it. You clearly noticed this student just now. Why didn’t you bring her up and educate her in public, criticize her severely, and set an example for others!

What’s even more infuriating is that not long after the latecomer arrived, the principal they respected finished his speech. In other words, they stood for most of the day, but got the same result as someone who had only stood for ten minutes. Is this fair?

In the end, no matter how deep the resentment of the students in the last row of the individual soldier department was, the freshman assessment competition was about to begin.

All freshmen have 30 minutes to form teams. Please note that students from the same department cannot be in the same team.

Many freshmen felt that there was strength in numbers. Coincidentally, the freshmen at the venue were standing in teams according to their departments. Some students had an idea and walked directly from left to right, and the team was complete.

Meng Ke stood in the last row of the individual soldier department. She was thin and small. None of the freshmen passing by looked at her favorably, and she didn't want to find anyone to form a team with. After all, a bad teammate is more terrifying than a lone wolf.

At this time, students from the main star have a great advantage. Many people know each other and know each other well, so they can form a team to avoid stepping on landmines.

Thirty minutes passed quickly, and a middle-aged male teacher came on stage. His voice echoed throughout the room: "Okay, students, except for the teams that have just registered, the school system has already formed teams for the remaining students."

The freshmen who were not in a team off the court immediately showed an expression as if they had encountered a fly while eating, and Meng Ke was the same.

You know, there are 27 departments for freshmen. If the school system puts her into a team of 27 people, she, a single student, will have to rush to the front and act as a human shield. If there are one or two more weirdos in the team, she can't imagine how she would die.

I wonder if this teacher also felt that the school was a bit of a rip-off, but before leaving the stage, she gave a conscientious reminder: "The school system's groupings are based on facts. Good luck, students!"

Meng Ke followed the instructions on the computer to board the corresponding starship, and then found her seat. The moment she sat down, she clearly felt that the people around her looked at her with something wrong.

Not far away, a freshman stood up and pointed at her: "That's her! She arrived just as the principal's speech was about to end."

After saying this, the people around her looked at Meng Ke with even more strange eyes. Meng Ke looked at the freshman who was pointing at her and asked, "Classmate, didn't your family tell you that pointing at people is very rude?"

"How dare you, a person who got in through the backdoor, accuse me?"

Meng Ke chuckled: "You said I got in through the back door. Do you have any evidence? If you don't have evidence, it's slander. I can file a complaint against you. If the complaint is successful, have you thought about the consequences?"

The student's momentum immediately weakened, but he was still quite unconvinced: "How can you get in even though you're late without using the back door?"

Meng Ke didn't answer but asked, "Yes! Why can I enter even though I'm late? Why don't you ask the students on your left and right to see if they are willing to give you some advice?"

The classmate glared at Meng Ke: "What do you mean! You think being late is justified?"

Meng Ke shook his head, not wanting to argue with the fool, and turned his head, closed his eyes and rested.

The freshman who stood up to accuse Meng Ke was pulled back to his seat by the student sitting next to him on his right: "Classmate, please be more careful."

The student didn't think she was wrong and spoke confidently: "She was wrong for being late, so what's wrong with me pointing it out?"

The classmate on the right had already spoken, so he might as well say a few more words. As for whether this person listened or not, that was not his concern.

"You know what? Once the freshman registration closes, the venue will be closed by default. Freshmen who are late can't even enter the school gate, but she can get in. Do you know what this means?"

"It means she's late!"

The classmate who was pointing him out stroked his forehead and said, "Are you from the individual soldier department?"

"Yes! How do you know?"

"Not only do I know you're a solo soldier, I also guessed you're not from the main planet."

"Classmate, you guessed it right. Are you from the command department?"

"No! The guy on your left is in command, but he won't pay any attention to you."

"why?"

"It's better you don't know."

Meng Ke closed her eyes and rested for a few minutes when someone poked her arm twice. She opened her eyes instantly with a clear look.

"what's up?"

The baby-faced boy poking her next to her showed his cute little tiger teeth and smiled brightly: "Hello! My name is Gu Shuili, are you Meng Ke?"

"Ah hello!"

Meng Ke answered politely, but his expression was very cold.

Gu Shuili introduced them in a very familiar manner: "I'm a mecha commander. This is Long Yue, from the command department. This is Meng Shihe, from the logistics department. And this one is a mecha commander, Qin Tianzhu. He's quite famous. Have you heard of him?"

Meng Ke didn't respond to this. It was okay if she had heard this person before, but if this person responded to this before, it meant that he either had low emotional intelligence or was trying to attract hatred.

Gu Shuili spoke alone and failed to liven up the atmosphere: "Which department are you from?"

Meng Ke answered truthfully: "Individual Soldier Department."

Gu Shuili's eyes sparkled: "Great! We have a combat-type player on our team. I tell you, when you first sat down, I thought you were a purification-type or a planting-type player."

Meng Ke gave an awkward yet polite smile: "Maybe I do know a little bit about planting, but I'm really not familiar with individual soldiers."

"What do you mean?"

Long Yue is from the command department and is good at coordinating the overall situation. As soon as Meng Ke said this, he immediately grasped the key point.

Meng Ke didn't hide it and decided to make it clear in advance: "I applied for the individual soldier department for a special reason. In fact, I am not good at combat, and I have never participated in field training."

I heard from Lei Hu before that many noble families would arrange for their children to train in the wild. My original self didn't have this condition, and Meng Ke didn't experience it after she came here.

Long Yue was a little curious. This person was able to enter the Fourth Military Academy through the back door, so his identity must be extraordinary. However, such a person had never participated in special field training. What was the reason for this special case?

If she was someone who had been cared for by a big family since childhood, there was no reason to send her to the individual soldier department. You should know that the individual soldier department of the Fourth Military Academy was notoriously perverted. They would not train people to death, but they would train people to death. This female classmate might not be able to withstand it.

Could it be that the pampered youngster insisted on attending school, but her family disagreed, so they enrolled her in the individual military department, expecting her to drop out if she couldn't handle it? That would make sense.

If Meng Ke knew that Long Yue was so imaginative, she would definitely praise him for his big imagination.

"Shall we choose a captain first?"

Meng Shihe suddenly spoke.

Self-formed teams have already designated their captains when they apply, while teams like theirs that are assigned by the school system still have to elect a captain.

Gu Shuili raised his hand and answered quickly: "I choose Long Yue, he is a commander, the most suitable."

The other three had no objections and confirmed Long Yue as the captain on the computer.

Long Yue happened to be sitting in the middle of the five people. He glanced around before speaking for the first time as the captain of the five people: "Everyone, please introduce yourselves first. Please be as detailed as possible so that I can arrange the tasks next."

Gu Shuili was the most enthusiastic one: "I, Gu Shuili, am an S-class mecha soldier. My declaration is that, mecha or not, I am the strongest!"