Coming to the Zerg: I ​​started as a useless male Zerg

Zhu Yan scratched his head and said, "I've visited from the side. Anyway, with my status, the military academy is quite welcome if I want to take a look."

"Also, some time ago, the female monarch took me to watch the instructor assessment, so I have some understanding of it."

Jian Yu: ...

Bai Yueguang is so willful.

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In the office, a female soldier respectfully handed over a file bag.

"Lieutenant General Lan Qing, these are the final performance results of your child's various assessments over the recent period."

Lan Qing opened the booklet in front of him and glanced at it casually.

Then he closed it again immediately.

It's really too biased...

He couldn't even bear to look at the scores in some subjects.

Lan Qing coughed twice and tried to make amends: "I came here to check his grades as a side job. The main reason was to ask for leave for Lan Zhi and take him home. Where is he now?"

The instructor in charge of Lanzhi's group replied respectfully, "At this time, it's in the mecha training room."

Lan Qing immediately became interested: "Mecha training room?"

"It's just right for me to see if this kid has made any progress."

Instructor: "..."

It looks like the child is going to be beaten.

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"Lanzhi, how did you control that combined attack earlier? I tried several times but failed."

A member of the same team as Lanzhi tried many things but failed, so he had no choice but to continue studying.

“I just can’t control it.”

Lanzhi also explained generously: "Because the instructor stipulated that the number of spiritual threads to be used is limited."

"So my combination actually involves quickly switching between spiritual threads and making a trade-off. However, the specific trade-off depends on the fighting situation at the time."

The students seemed to understand but not quite.

But at least one thing was clear, that is, he was temporarily unable to make the right choices and switch mental threads as quickly as Lanzhi in such a short time.

He is indeed an excellent student who is used as a textbook example by the instructor every day.

The instructor, who had just been called away, opened the door and walked into the classroom: "Break time is over!"

Everyone quickly stood at attention, waiting for the instructor's order.

The instructor nodded in satisfaction: "Now we will start randomly assigning opponents for mecha training!"

"The number of spiritual threads this time remains the same!"

Students: “Yes!”

Randomly draw numbers to match within the same class.

Some evenly matched the game and ended in a draw;

Some made a comeback and were praised by the instructors;

Some started sighing before even going on stage.

"What kind of luck am I... How did I draw the orchid branch... How is this any different from getting scolded by the instructor?"

"Relax, the number of spiritual threads used is the same anyway. See if you can hold out for a few more moves."

"The main thing is that I will be scolded and trained again."

"There's no way around it. You can't avoid it. Relax."

"..."

Soon it was Lanzhi's group's turn.

The 'lucky guy' who was drawn took a deep breath and prepared himself to be beaten, but just as he walked to the front of the mecha cabin, the number in his hand was taken away.

Lan Qing patted the student on the shoulder and said, "You have a bye this round. Rest a little longer."

Lucky opened his mouth in disbelief.

"Lieutenant General Lan Qing?!"

-

The lucky one who quietly returned to the swarm.

Before he could even sit down, his friend grabbed him and said, "Have you taken stimulants? You can actually press the Lanzhi hammer?!"

Lucky guy: “…”

My friend was still excitedly watching the fight between two mechas with the same configuration. After a while, he noticed the blind spot: "Hey, no, you're out now, why is the fight still going on?!"

Lucky guy: "Congratulations on discovering your blind spot."

Friend: "Who is that person here who is so cruel? He's not the instructor, is he?"

Ah, how to say it?

It's probably bloodline suppression, right?

Lanzhi in the training cabin was also a little confused.

When did this classmate become so awesome?

And with all these killer moves, if I hadn't been practicing them in virtual reality, I would have really thought this guy wanted to kill me.

It's really tricky!

There is also a sense of familiarity that I don’t know what it is.

……

The final result is obvious. Lanzhi was suppressed throughout the whole process and was unable to turn the tables in the end.

Lanzhi came out of the virtual cabin with a serious face.

Then, together with the other insects, he stared at the hatch of another virtual cabin, wanting to see what was going on.

He must be dissatisfied with this result!

I must get it back in the next game!

The hatch opened, and as the figure gradually became clearer, Lanzhi's eyes widened: "Female father?!"

Lan Qing: "Hey? You heartless boy, you still remember me?"

Lanzhi:......

How dare I forget...

Lan Qing walked forward and patted Lan Zhi on the shoulder in a good mood: "Not bad, you have made progress, and you are getting better and better at resisting beatings."

Lanzhi:......

Please change your way of praising.

Or if you really don't know how to praise, then don't praise.

*

There was no need to go through any formalities. Lan Qing just greeted the instructor and left the mecha training room with Lan Zhi, who had been silent from the beginning.

Then he walked straight out of the school.

Lanzhi didn't say anything along the way, and Lanqing didn't say anything either.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Lanzhi tried to find a topic: "Father, I heard that you were promoted to 2S level some time ago?"

Lan Qing finally smiled, and nodded rather complacently: "Yes, so my poor rebel cub, there is no way you can beat me, the female father."

Lanzhi: "..."

Shut up!

You can talk yourself to death any day!

But this is indeed a problem...I can't beat it anymore.