Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

At the same time, they were also shocked by the content of the little boy's theory, because using the source of consciousness to fuse materials can only be done by those who have activated the source of consciousness. Some degree of specialized training is required.

Even the Sifal Military Academy did not pass the test of using consciousness source to synthesize materials in the entrance examination for the Mecha Manufacturing Department!

And this little boy, who looked much younger than everyone present, not only knew the fusion method of hydrogenated steel and tin-iron, but even knew the level of the source of consciousness, which shows that he has used the source of consciousness before!

In other words, the boy's source of consciousness has been activated for at least a while!

If what he said is correct, then Han Haoran who hit by mistake must have already activated the source of consciousness!

Most of the students present did not activate the source of consciousness, envy, jealousy and hatred came to their hearts all at once, and at the same time, they were worried about the future prospects - I thought I was already a genius, but I didn't expect that there are heaven, people and people outside the sky, what is the source of consciousness? Yes, too bullying!

Nan Jing was also shocked. You must know that the manufacture of the most basic mecha parts only needs temperature, flame and the fusion of various materials. Come alive", all require the mech maker to input the source of consciousness into the material for fusion.

His source of consciousness has not been opened, not even the slightest surge has occurred.

So surprising!

The terminal, which was rarely quiet for a long time in the Nanjing terminal, suddenly spoke.

"Gene level SS, spiritual force F level advanced, consciousness source open level 160, ancient martial arts level... Uh, there is no ancient martial arts level, are you kidding me?" Wawayin heheed twice dryly, and continued to scan the little boy , "Skeletal age is fifteen, height is 37 cm, weight is 5KG, well, he is too light for a boy, his body is not muscular enough, and he is malnourished."

Damn, there is a genius with an S in the gene rank?Or two S's?

More importantly, he was only 15 years old!

Too, ma'am is too stressful!

Smart No. [-] regretted it when he said it. It clearly said that its remaining energy could no longer support the genetic level test again. Now it is blatantly lying and being investigated by South Mirror.

However, Nan Jing had no intention of paying attention to it at this time.

The SS gene is already a national treasure of the empire. When Nan Jing looked up at the boy again, his eyes had changed from -- to OO, full of inquiry, and the little boy couldn't help but look at him twice more.

However, Nan Jing felt a thrill of excitement at the same time—Sifal Military Academy was really full of geniuses, and only in this environment can people progress faster.

"Well said."

Just when everyone was still immersed in the shock and shock brought to them by the two students who had opened the source of consciousness, a young voice came from the door of the classroom, accompanied by several applause.

Nan Jing raised his head to look at the door, and said bluntly, "I'll wipe it."

I saw a young man wearing a beige long windbreaker standing there with a smile on his face. He was tall and well-proportioned, with the temperament of a soldier.

So eye-catching!

Silver-white hair was loosely tied behind the neck, and there was something special in the light blue eyes.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah I actually saw the legendary headmaster!!" A scream resounded through the corridor.

After the sound, the hallway seemed to be boiling with screams one after another, not as good as a superstar's appearance.

They didn't even know who took the lead, and they used it to surround the dear principal, looking at him with adoring and fiery eyes—seeking familiarity and signature.

Fuck, this is actually the headmaster of the legendary Sifal Military Academy!Nan Jing was completely Spartan, he always thought that the principal would be an old man!I didn't expect to be so young and so good-looking!

The headmaster looked very close to the people, with a gentle smile on his face that never went down, and he didn't refuse students who wanted to ask for his autograph, it seemed that he was used to it.

However, the principal still smiled and said: "Only ten people will be signed. The genetic level test must continue, otherwise we won't be able to catch up with lunch at noon. The future is long, and I can't run away."

"Ah, principal, I love you!"

The other teachers in the classroom couldn't help complaining: "The principal reacts like this every time he appears on the stage. According to the statistics of the General Department of Education, 60.00% of the students who apply for the Sifal Military Academy every year fill out the questionnaire. 'Because the principal is my idol' fills in the first place."

Another teacher laughed, "The principal is still as charming as ever, but our wise principal Wenman has contributed a lot to our school's old rival, the principal of the Beiling Military Academy. .”

"Hahaha……"

All the people present in the room are old employees of the school, and without exception, they all know the story - when Beiling Military Academy and Sifal Military Academy competed for students, Beiling used various preferential treatment to advertise, and Principal Wenman heard that the admissions office was in a state of distress After the report, he just smiled lightly and posted his photo on the school's admissions website, which immediately extinguished Beiling's arrogance.

The headmaster of Beiling Military Academy's nose was crooked.

Until now, this ridiculous thing is still talked about in the education circle.

Principal Wenman is really enough, who would want to be seduced by beauty?

One teacher touched the arm of the teacher next to him with his elbow, pouted slightly towards the glass door at the end of the room, and asked in a low voice, "Who is that? The principal hasn't made a special case for outsiders to watch for a long time. Genetic grade tested."

From the outside, you can't see anything inside that glass door, but from the inside, you can see it clearly, and you can even hear the sound.

"I don't know, but that handsome guy's figure is really interesting." The only female teacher smiled ambiguously, and said, "I just don't know what kind of amazing face will be under the sunglasses. If it's not too imposing , I really want to strike up a conversation with him, and then test his genetic level."

Although they couldn't feel his mental strength and ancient martial arts fluctuations, they were sure that this extremely young boy must be a rare and strong man.

A commotion outside the door finally ended after ten people got their signatures.

The ten lucky ones who got the autographs were all grinning from ear to ear, and even groaned. The students who didn’t get the autographs sighed in disappointment and grief, while the principal of the Sifal Military Academy still smiled calmly. , took out a manuscript from his pocket, stretched out his index finger and made a "shh" gesture, and the noise that was still lamenting suddenly disappeared.

This, this is too useful! ?

Nan Jing's charm for this handsome principal once again reached a new height.

"Next, let me, an idler, read the test order of all the lovely students." Just as the principal said something, cheers rang out.

On the first day of registration, I was honored to be called by the principal. It was so refreshing.

And students who have already been tested can't wait to go back and test again.

Here, the principal has already begun to read, and the students whose names were called quickly stood up and lined up consciously.

"...Xu Fei."

"To!"

"Mifera."

"arrive."

"South Mirror."

Nan Jing didn't expect that he would be ranked so high in the front row. There were only seven students in front of him, but he reacted immediately and walked behind Miffela.

"arrive."

After the principal called Nan Jing's name, he actually stopped, and looked at Nan Jing with his light blue eyes that were probing and interested.

No, read that right?

Nan Jing suspected that he was being self-indulgent, but in fact, he really saw the headmaster's eyes linger on him for two more seconds.

If you think too much, you must think too much.

Immediately afterwards, Nan Jing saw the much-anticipated principal winking at him playfully.

"..."

There must be something wrong!

"Smart No. [-], Smart No. [-]? Are you asleep? If you are not asleep, come out and analyze it for me. Did the principal wink at me just now? Did he look at me? I think he didn't Look at other people, right? It's so weird..."

Smart One is like a dead machine, there is no response at all.