After faking her death in interstellar space, the powerful woman disguised herself as a man and went

the next morning.

Today's schedule was full-day physical training. Leng Ran rushed into the training field at the last second before class started, bumping right into Wei Shenghuang, who was about to start taking attendance.

Leng Ran looked up at the sky guiltily: "Instructor Wei Sheng, the weather is really nice today."

"Hmm." Wei Shenghuang smiled. "You're late, so you'll have to run ten more laps."

He gazed at the sky with cold sorrow.

More than half of the first-year students in the Individual Combat Department are still holed up in the medical room and unable to attend classes. Those who are able to attend are all bandaged to varying degrees. Only Leng Ran and Lu Tianyun are still unharmed.

"Brother Li, in the map match, could you give me a chance?" Lu Tianyun whispered to Leng Ran, "Look, I'm always incredibly lucky. With me here, we're guaranteed to win!"

Lu Tianyun's constitution is very peculiar. Anyone who wants to harm him will definitely suffer misfortune for all sorts of absurd reasons, but according to Leng Ran's observation, this "luck" seems to only apply to him.

On Anning Star, she witnessed Lu Tianyun's eyes suddenly turn gold. If there was a god behind him, it would probably be the god of fortune.

However, one of the spots she had reserved was already for him. Star Wars had some mysterious connection with the gods of this world, and she wanted to see what would happen if someone like Lu Tianyun, who was already confirmed to possess divine power, entered it.

He nodded coldly: "Of course, welcome to the team. What's your Star Wars ID?"

Lu Tianyun felt embarrassed and whispered, "My ID... will kill you."

Leng Ran: ...That's quite fitting for the occasion.

"I heard you guys had a lot of fun yesterday, storming the upperclassmen's team's base. I have to say..." Wei Shenghuang gave a thumbs up, "Well done!"

The soldiers immediately looked at each other with hope: "Instructor Weisheng, could you reduce the training load today, considering our injuries?"

Wei Shenghuang continued to smile: "No, everything is as usual. Since the medical station let you in, it means you are still capable of receiving training. Let's start with some warm-up exercises. Everyone, get running, forty laps each!"

With their hopes dashed, the soldiers resigned themselves to their fate and began to run leisurely. Leng Ran, not wanting to expend too much energy, mingled among the soldiers at a moderate pace.

After twenty laps, Wei Shenghuang suddenly spoke up: "Oh right, I forgot to mention, those who finish in the bottom ten will only be able to drink nutritional supplements at noon. Mo Li, remember you finished fifty laps."

What? Nutritional supplements? No way! She wants to eat the hot food from the cafeteria!

She wasn't the only one who thought this way; everyone else did too. Ignoring the bandages still binding them, the soldiers doubled their speed, and some even tore them off to reveal faint scars.

"Hey, wait a minute, why are you all running so fast? What about your injuries? How come you're all healed?"

"As the saying goes, 'My fellow Daoists may be hungry, but I am not.' Everyone, I'll take my leave first."

"I don't want to drink the nutritional supplement! You limp leg, run!"

The instructor sat comfortably under the awning: "There's a reason why the medical station sent you here for classes."

The other students looked over and exclaimed, "Instructor Wei Sheng, you've got a miracle cure!"

As the soldiers raced towards the finish line, a figure darted out like lightning, easily overtaking everyone—it was Leng Ran, running at full speed.

"No one can stop me from eating!"

Lu Tianyun said regretfully, "Brother Li may seem to be in first place, but he is actually in last place."

Having just broken through her physical limits, Leng Ran felt her whole body brimming with power. Her speed and explosiveness were more than double what they were yesterday, and her endurance had also improved. She had already run more than twenty laps and felt no fatigue at all.

“Mo Li’s speed is like that of a level six expert.” Wei Shenghuang sat up straight. “Breaking through to level six at eighteen? No way.”

Tempted by the prospect of lunch, Leng Ran had entered a state of complete absorption, moving at a speed so fast that the soldiers could only catch a fleeting glimpse of her with the naked eye.

"How many laps has Brother Li done now?"

"I don't know, I can't even see where he is."

After an unknown amount of time, Leng Ran suddenly came to a stop in front of Wei Shenghuang: "Instructor Wei Sheng, I've finished running."

It was a hot day. After running the whole course at such a fast pace, Leng Ran was slightly out of breath, and her forehead was covered with sweat. The sweat dripped down her hair and soaked her shoulders.

On the other hand, the individual players who were still struggling on the track all looked at Leng Ran in disbelief. Their last place had actually become the first place.

"You broke through? Not bad. Go eat, we'll continue this afternoon." Wei Shenghuang turned to the individual runners on the track. "The first person to complete the mission has been chosen. You'll have another hour to run the remaining laps. Those who don't finish will receive the same nutrient supplement!"

"No...don't use Brother Li's standards to judge us!"

Ignoring the screams behind him, he boarded the bus to the cafeteria with a cold and cheerful expression: "What a close call! I almost starved to death."

Leng Ran quickly finished her meal, and didn't forget to pack some leftovers to give to the other wounded who were still recovering in the medical building. Her good brother, He Xiting, had stabilized, but still needed to wear a bone fixation device and stay in the treatment chamber.

Seeing Gao Xiao, who had always been at odds with He Xiting, sitting in front of his treatment pod muttering to himself, Leng Ran didn't disturb him, but instead watched this heartwarming scene from afar.

"He Xiting, how can you not know your own limitations? With your mediocre skills, you dare to fight that bastard Zhuo Yue? Don't you know you need to outsmart him?"

"Your IQ is already at rock bottom, and then you got beaten up again." Gao Xiao sighed. "What if you damage your brain and become even dumber? I'm worried sick about you."

Leng Ran: Uh, it doesn't seem that warm and cozy.

She distributed the food she brought to the soldiers who were still recovering from their injuries. Only then did Gao Xiao notice Leng Ran, and he left He Xiting behind and walked over to her.

"Ah Li, I heard you're going to have a competition, take me with you!" Gao Xiao smiled mysteriously. "Are you free tonight?"

He nodded coldly: "I had already reserved one spot for you. Do you have something to do tonight?"

Gao Xiao: "Remember what I told you before? I developed a new weapon in Star Wars that I think would be perfect for you. Also, I have some parts for modifying mechs. Come find me at Star Wars tonight, and I'll take you to my secret base."

"He actually dared to use physical means to lower our Xixi's already precarious IQ, Zhuoyue, he's dead!"