Interstellar first tea egg

Before the first day of class in Yunzhuang, he had already agreed to a bet, and he was simply rushing to cause trouble.

Yun Zhuang expressed his innocence for this, but he didn't do anything, and all troubles came to him...

"Freshman, you really don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth. Do you know how powerful Smith is? He has always been the person with the highest kill rate in the virtual warehouse."

"That's right, Smith is one of the few in our class whose mental power has reached level A."

"Wouldn't their bet really be under the opponent's crotch? This would be too bullying for freshmen."

At this time, class was about to start, and most of the students in the special class had arrived in the classroom. As soon as they entered the door, they heard such explosive news. Everyone was so excited that they chatted non-stop.

"Get back to your seats!" Sarah yelled at the students, "Class begins!"

The course taught by Sarah is the use of spiritual power, which is similar to Liu Deyi, but it seems to be a little deeper.Yun Zhuang took notes while listening, which surprised the students next to him.

"What are you doing?"

Yun Zhuang replied without raising his head: "Take notes."

"You, do you take notes like this?" His deskmate was very surprised. There are still people taking notes in such an ancient way. He actually writes and draws directly on the tablet with an electronic pen, doesn't he know how to type?Typing is faster than writing, right?

He really guessed right, Yun Zhuang's typing experience is only a short month, and he is still at the level of one-finger meditation.

Yun Zhuang is also very aware that his way of taking notes is very different from other students, but he shrugged: "This is my unique secret. A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. You can memorize it as soon as you write it."

The deskmate nodded suspiciously.

"Petrov, don't talk during class. I don't think you want to have the experience of training in the virtual cabin for a day." Sarah's queen-like voice exploded, and Petrov nodded timidly.

Yun Zhuang glanced at his deskmate, who was tall and huddled together was quite funny, he stopped writing and asked, "Your name is Petrov?"

"Well, I'm Russian, what about you?"

It turned out to be an old man, Yun Zhuang grinned: "Xu Zhuang, nice to meet you." Although Petrov looked timid, just because he dared to sit next to him, this friend was worth making.

Petrov glanced at Sarah, seeing that the teacher didn't mean to look this way, his facial expression changed instantly: "Me too, I don't think you are an arrogant person, they are targeting you too much."

"Really?" Yun Zhuang smiled kindly, "I have no intention of changing their views, what others think is their business, what I can do is to maintain my sense of normalcy."

Petrov thought about it.

"Ten minutes after class." Sarah glanced at Yun Zhuang, but she didn't intend to ask Yun Zhuang to introduce herself. Instead, she wanted to see how this student with excellent aptitude in the eyes of the principal would respond.

However, Yun Zhuang just chatted with Petrov.

"The virtual warehouse is a place to exercise mental strength and connect to high-dimensional space," Petrov said worriedly, "It is similar to the star network, but in the virtual warehouse, you will face all kinds of enemies , it might be a strange-shaped beast, it might be a zerg, it might be a mutated plant, or it might be a human, so in the virtual warehouse, you can temper your spiritual power to the greatest extent."

Yun Zhuang thought for a moment and asked, "Then what does the kill rate mean?"

Petrov Cop said: "The kill rate is the number of enemies killed before the mental power is exhausted. According to the average score of the academy, 50.00% is considered excellent, and the mental power above level B can generally reach [-]%. The above kill rate, this number varies from person to person.”

"I see." Yun Zhuang rubbed his chin with a solemn expression, "What about Smith's kill rate?"

"65 percent, he has always been the best in our class."

Yun Zhuang was about to ask something more, when a hand suddenly fell on the table, and there was a deafening sound of "bang".

Smith withdrew his hand, with disdain in his eyes: "Tomorrow afternoon, the virtual warehouse of the college is closed, dare to fight?"

"Fight, fight." Yun Zhuang raised his head, smiling at the corners of his eyes, completely indifferent, and even more so angry that Smith was eager to fight.

"Boy, don't blame me for not reminding you. The loser has to get under the winner's crotch. Now you kneel down and apologize to Fang Zhu obediently. I can forgive you temporarily for the sake of my classmates." Smith crossed his elbow Pressed on the table, leaned down, looked straight at Yun Zhuang, and said word by word: "Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless."

Yun Zhuang curled his lips: "Have you heard a word?"

"what?"

"Barking dogs don't bite," Yun Zhuang said with a calm expression on his face, with his arms folded across his chest, "Don't worry, when you lose, I won't let you slip under my crotch, that would be too ugly. I just need you to run around the playground naked ~ twice, how about it?"

"Remember me!" Smith was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Yun Zhuang to dare to say such a thing, and then he flew into a rage.He stared at Yun Zhuang with dark eyes, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Yun Zhuang's neck, when suddenly a laser shot towards his palm!Smith hurriedly resisted with his mental strength, but the laser was too fast, and his movements were too hasty, he could only stop most of it, and a circle of black was still burned on the palm of his hand.

"Fuck, who is it, get out!" Smith yelled, and Fang Zhu, who was standing beside him, quickly took out a wet towel and wiped Smith's hands. Unexpectedly, when he wiped, Smith's palms suddenly caught fire!

"Ahhh!" Smith turned pale with fright, and threw Fang Zhu away with his backhand. The person's stress reaction was uncontrollable. He pushed Fang Zhu aside with such force that he hit the corner of the table with his arm, which was so painful. Fang Zhu wailed and wailed.

Smith wanted to hit Yunzhuang, but was stopped by a pair of arms that looked like steel. A pimple swelled immediately where he touched the opponent's arm.

The man looked at Yun Zhuang respectfully: "Master."

It is z31 impressively!

"Why do you..." Yun Zhuang blinked, and like Smith, he didn't recover for a long time.

"Master, my program instructions put your safety first."

Yun Zhuang suddenly realized, by the way, Major General Yin said before that he would let z31 protect him all the way, it seems that even the time of studying in the academy was counted.His heart warmed slightly, Major General Yin looked cold as ice, but he was actually quite considerate.

Although this thoughtfulness is not for myself.

"Smith, go to the infirmary and have a look. The others are back to their seats and ready for class." Sarah's tone was unquestionable, but Smith was unwilling and insisted on saying a few more words.

"Why? Teacher, did you take any favors from him? Why are you so partial to him? I'll go to the hospital for an examination now and wait to receive a summons from the military court!"

Yun Zhuang smiled secretly, and casually looked at Sarah's face, it was as dark as the bottom of a pot.This kid has no brains, so if he says anything bad, he has to say it to his teacher, tsk tsk, I'm really convinced.

Sarah can become the principal's right-hand man, so naturally she is not to be trifled with. She stepped over Fang Zhu's body who was still on the ground, and a strong mental coercion emerged instantly, and every trace of fear drilled into Smith's bone marrow. His face was pale. Eyeballs protruded, and finally couldn't help it, and fell to the ground.

As a bystander, Yunzhuang was also affected a little.There was a flash of light in his eyes. This kind of hint could completely defeat the enemy's psychological defenses. It was a very interesting use of mental power!

"Smith, don't think that you are my student and I will pamper you." Sarah's red lips were merciless, and the opening and closing made Smith crawl back again and again. "Federal law stipulates that when a robot's instructions are protective When the incident occurs, the resulting harm to the body does not exceed minor injuries shall not be investigated."

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, you need to be a little self-aware." Sarah gave Smith a white look, turned and left, leaving a cold back to the onlookers.

Smith gritted his teeth fiercely, turned his head and gave Yun Zhuang a gouging look, and mouthed three words.

"You wait."

The corners of Yun Zhuang's mouth curled up in a mocking arc, his eyes shifted to the embarrassed Fang Zhu, and he sat down silently.

"Are you okay?" Petrov asked, although he didn't stand in front of Xu Zhuang, he was really worried.

Yun Zhuang smiled: "It's okay, I have a helper." He patted z31 on the shoulder, "Have you been following me?"

"Yes Master."

Yun Zhuang glanced at the vacant seat beside him: "Otherwise, you can sit here, anyway, there are still many vacant seats in this classroom."

"Good host."

Yun Zhuang scratched his head, the word "Master" sounded awkward, what's the matter with the immediate sense of being upgraded to the landlord class?

……

The whole morning was Sarah's class, Yun Zhuang rubbed his sore shoulders, taking notes like this is indeed a bit tiring.

"Yun Zhuang, your calligraphy is pretty good, it looks very interesting." Petrov exclaimed.

Yun Zhuang froze for a moment, and it was the first time someone said that his handwriting was tasteful: "I am at the level of ordinary people." Yun Zhuang did not lie, according to the standards of the 21st century, his handwriting is only average. The level above, I dare not even write Spring Festival couplets, I can only sign the parents' names for Yunli occasionally, and so on.

"You are too modest," Petrov shook his head. "There is no one in our academy who can write better than you, I swear."

Probably because I am used to high technology such as voice conversion, so I am not used to writing with a pen, right?

Yun Zhuang thought for a moment, then put down the topic: "Peter, can you take me to the virtual warehouse?"

"Uh, call me Petersoff."

Yun Zhuang Fue, the future world is too bad, the name is really hard to remember.