Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

"Chu Letong."

After Wen Man yelled the name, he looked at Chu Letong, the smile on his lips deepened, and there were more inexplicable emotions in his light blue eyes.

Everyone saw that the youngest and most stinky boy with a cold face came forward and stood behind Nan Jing, but when he looked at the principal, his impatient eyes were put away, with admiration and a little intimate.

"Principal." Chu Letong called out crisply.

Wen Man paused, feeling a little helpless for this child who was completely ignorant of the world and almost provoked a group of people on the first day, and the hand holding the paper hung down from his chest, and said to the students who didn't know why: "Chu Le Tong Xiaopeng has just passed his 15th birthday, everyone knows that our Sifal Military Academy has strict age requirements, you must be over 16 years old and under 25 years old."

Except for SS or SSS level genes, special contributors, and people with special abilities.

Everyone listened carefully, and Nan Jing, who already knew Chu Letong's genetic level, also listened carefully to the principal's introduction of Chu Letong's basic situation.

"Our little friend Chu Letong is the only student who is underage this year. His genetic level is double S level. He has already opened the source of consciousness two years ago, and participated in the Youth Cup mecha manufacturing competition. He has the "Imperial History" What about the title of youngest champion?"

A low voice of surprise sounded, this is a real genius boy.

You know, anyone under the age of 25 can participate in the Youth Cup competition. Needless to say, Chu Letong must be the youngest participant and the one with the best results.

In front of geniuses, being called an idiot should be tolerated silently.

However, of course some people dismissed it—Miffela cut in her heart, and turned her head away from this showy kid. He is just a commoner with a bit of talent, how can he deserve to be compared with him?

It's just that he only dared to despise in his heart, but he didn't dare to make a sound. You must know that the headmaster of Sifal Military Academy doesn't like nobles looking down on common people. In front of the headmaster, Mifela can only keep silent.

Chu Letong's face was still stinky, but the reddish tips of his ears exposed his embarrassment.

Rao Nan Jing, who already knew Chu Letong's real situation, followed everyone's blood again, and said to Smart One in his mind: "He is so powerful, but his temper is a little easy to offend people."

Nan Jing who was closest to Chu Letong saw his red ears sharply, and couldn't help laughing.

Although it was a bit cold, the child who could blush must be a kind-hearted person.

It wasn't until the principal read the next name that Smart One blinked like a corpse, indicating that he was still alive.

"Phew - labor and capital are scared to death."

The same tone as the rest of his life.

Smart No. [-] was terrified, looked out through Nan Jing's eyes, and commanded in a low voice: "Hurry up, hide your terminal behind you, is the gene of the Galactic Empire evolution crazy? How could there be such a thing?" Strong people exist! Scaring labor and capital to death!"

Nan Jing hadn't seriously analyzed the purpose of Smart One, but it was rare to hear it speak in a nervous and flustered tone, and then put his left hand behind his back.

To be honest, he has never seen Smart One being so frightened that he dare not even come out!

"What's going on here?"