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

Storm Military Academy, Training Ground No. 1.

"Ah Li, I missed you so much!"

Leng Ran looked in the direction of the sound and saw He Xiting, who had been lying in the treatment pod for more than a week and had regained his vitality, running towards her.

However, before He Xiting could reach Leng Ran, he was blocked by a group of military academy students who had also spotted Leng Ran.

Good morning, everyone. The weather is really nice today.

"Get out of the group, get out of the group! Have you had breakfast yet? I brought red bean buns, char siu buns, and custard buns today..."

"All you ever do is carry bags, how boring! Step away from the group and look at me, I have some bread that just came out of the oven three minutes ago!"

Leng Ran: ...?

He Xiting glanced at Gao Xiao, who was not surprised at all, Zhao Yuheng, who was deep in thought, and Yue Qiufeng, who was standing straight, and said aggrievedly, "I didn't even get to say a word before Ali was taken away again. Waaah, I'm not happy."

Yue Qiufeng said calmly, "There will be an opportunity."

“Exactly. Xixi, there’s no rush to meet.” Gao Xiao turned to Zhao Yuheng, “Yuheng, what are you thinking about? You seem so lost in thought.”

Just yesterday, Zhao Yuheng was selected by the instructors of the command department as the chief commander of the first year. Today, he wore the same white shawl as Leng Ran, with the Storm Military Academy's emblem printed on the back.

Leng Ran wore a metal badge on his chest that read "Sharp Sword," while Zhao Yuheng wore a badge that read "Battle Flag," the emblem of the command department.

"Yuheng?" Gao Xiao asked in confusion, then stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

Zhao Yuheng snapped out of his reverie and smiled gently at Gao Xiao: "It's nothing, I was just thinking about some things."

Instructor Lin's roar came from behind everyone, successfully drowning out all other voices.

"You little rascals, get over here! The slowest one will have to carry an extra five kilograms of weight!"

Upon hearing this, the military academy students reacted quickly, no longer surrounding Leng Ran, but instead consciously forming a line behind her.

By the time He Xiting realized what was happening, everyone else was already standing in neat rows.

He Xiting rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Just a moment ago there was a bunch of people, how did it become a team?!

"Looks like our lucky one has been chosen." Instructor Lin slapped He Xiting's shoulder hard, making him wince. "When you get there, remember to add weight yourself."

He Xiting: ...Baby is suffering inside, but baby won't say it.

Instructor Lin cleared his throat: "Check your personal equipment. We're going to Feiyun Mountain for a full-day training exercise. We'll be back tomorrow morning."

"Oh right, I remember Mo Liding's league qualifier is the day after tomorrow, right? That gives you guys a little over a day to rest. So give it your all and don't embarrass the first-year students, understand?"

The military cadets were full of fighting spirit: "Absolutely! We can't let down those who leave the ranks!"

Leng Ran looked at the energetic military academy students with satisfaction: "Good, I believe you can do it! I'll be waiting for you in the selection competition!"

An untimely voice transmission appeared in the mind's eye.

"Mo Li, instead of focusing on the selection competition, you should worry about yourself first," Zhao Yuheng's voice rang out. "It's only been a day, do you know how terrible your condition is right now?"

"Your mental sea is almost dried up, your physical strength has declined significantly, and your mental state is also quite unstable. Your current strength is only about one-tenth of what it used to be."

Leng Ran didn't move, but replied via mental transmission: "Commander Zhao's mental probing can be this detailed? Even medical robots are ashamed of themselves."

Zhao Yuheng said sternly, "You're still in the mood for jokes? What happened to make you look so disheveled? Is it related to the Illuminati again?"

The process was omitted, and the result was given directly: "The spider lily is dead."

Zhao Yuheng was shocked: "What?!"

Instructor Lin, standing on high ground, said, "Good, good, good. Since you're all so confident, then train hard. The route map has been given to you; let's set off now!"

As the group marched towards Feiyun Mountain, the new batch of special admissions training was also underway at Training Ground No. 1.

The Special Recruitment Training Camp is an exclusive training program offered by Storm Military Academy specifically for students on Nameless Planet who meet the physical fitness requirements. Since most of the children on Nameless Planet have not received formal training, this camp will supplement their basic combat knowledge and prepare them for the recruitment points competition the following year.

At this moment, Black Butterfly, who had arrived at the training ground early to give herself extra practice, immediately noticed Leng Ran walking at the head of the team.

Eight years have passed, and the once somewhat naive gladiator boy "Poor Ghost" has disappeared, replaced by the rising star, Mo Li.

"Xiaodie, what are you looking at?" Heiye, who had bought breakfast, walked up to Heidie and followed her gaze. "Oh, it's Mo Li. A big celebrity on Storm Star, eight out of ten people are talking about him. Xiaodie, are you interested in him too?"

“Yes.” Black Butterfly’s eyes were filled with determination. “I came for him.”

Hei Ye opened her mouth, but in the end, she said nothing. The children who come to Black Welfare Home will abandon their former names, but the memories of the past, and the obsessions that arise from them, cannot be easily let go.

Good morning, both of you.

A clear male voice sounded from behind them. Hei Ye and Hei Die turned around at the same time and saw a man with short light blue hair and square-framed glasses walking towards them.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Qi Shan, a sixth-year student at the Institute of Science and Technology, majoring in weapons development." Qi Shan smiled. "I'm here to see my junior, Hei Ye."

Hei Ye asked, "Senior Qi Shan, did you come all this way to see me? Is there something you need?"

Qi Shan nodded: "Yes. We are very interested in the conceptual model of the high-density particle scattering gun you submitted, and we would like to invite you to the Morning Star Building for a detailed discussion. To be able to independently build such a high-quality work through self-study, I must say, you are very talented."

Hei Ye: "Senior, you flatter me."

Black Butterfly nudged Black Leaf: "Brother Ye, you go to Morning Star Tower with Senior Qi Shan first. I'll be fine with my training here."

"Okay." Hei Ye handed her breakfast. "Little Die, remember to eat it while it's hot."

Black Butterfly watched Qi Shan and Black Leaf board the hovercar together, then waved goodbye to them.

For some reason, although Senior Qi Shan seemed easy to get along with, she always felt somewhat uncomfortable and instinctively wanted to stay away from him.

Black Butterfly patted her cheeks, temporarily putting these fleeting feelings out of her mind.

Regardless, the training camp is still the most important thing. Mo Li is so popular, she needs to improve her skills so that she will have a chance to be noticed by him!