Has the emperor been beaten today?

"Al, stand up quickly, we're here." Okeys pushed his good friend off his shoulders.

"Good afternoon, Your Highness Sixth Prince, good afternoon, Mr. Jonathan." Kansan stood respectfully at the reception area for new students, wearing a formal military uniform.

If you look carefully, you will find that his hair is combed meticulously, and the smile on his face is as standard as a textbook of etiquette.

But the two tired alphas didn't notice.

"Just call me Oakes, our family doesn't want us to be too public." When he said this, Alfred laughed contemptuously.

"I understand. You two come with me. I'll take you to the dormitory." Kansang led them forward.

"Ouch!" A small boy bumped into Alfred's arms.

"Beware!"

The boy rubbed his sore nose, muttered sorry, and waved to his distant companion: "Arnuo, here, I see the sign!"

Oakes looked in the direction of his beckoning. A taller and thinner boy with black eyes and black hair nodded when he heard the shout, and walked this way carrying two small luggage.

Okeys frowned: "Origi is now recruiting minors?"

Kansan saw who he was asking, and smiled lightly: "Those are two betas." Mr. Sybil specifically told him not to disclose the information that Arnold is an omega for the time being. "This year's special enrollment."

"Special admissions?"

"A while ago, he was the one who solved Master Luda's problem on Xingwang."

Alfred's eyes lit up: "The one called Leipzig?"

Kansan: "It's rare that you have heard of it, it's him."

Okeys has always been not very interested in these news, he asked: "What's the problem, is it difficult?"

Kansan smiled silently.

Alfred rolled his eyes to his good friend: "Please read some books, the problem left by Master Luda before his death has not been solved for 50 years. He once said before his death that who can solve it?" Whoever solves this question is qualified to become the next master strategist.”

Oakes: "So powerful, then your dad can retire."

Alfred happily patted him on the shoulder, saying it was a good idea.

After laughing, Alfred asked, "Which one of those two was Leipzig?"

Kansan replied: "Slightly shorter, the one with brown hair."

"What about the other one?"

"Well, don't worry about people who don't matter, you two, we're here."

Okes looked at the portrait of the Marshal of the Empire pasted on the wall opposite the door of the dormitory, and poked Alfred with a sneer.

The expression on the latter's face was wonderful.

Kansang looked at the portraits made by famous masters, and You subconsciously said: "I heard that Mr. Jonathan will come to study this year. I immediately thought of this dormitory. Every day when I open the door, I can feel the ardent expectations from my father. .” He turned back, “Mr. Jonathan is as encouraged as I am.”

Oakes was almost dying of laughter.

Alfred was so stiff that he maintained a smile on his face, and kicked his toes fiercely under his feet: "I can't wait to start studying now, why don't we hurry in?"

Dormitories are two-person rooms with an open-plan living room sandwiched between two separate bedrooms.The view is good, you can see the whole training ground.

Kansang left after introducing the basic configuration of the dormitory.

Oakes and Alfred slumped on the sofa.

Alfred let out a big breath: "It's gone, can he stop mentioning my dad for a minute? I almost thought he was my long-lost brother." Marshal Jonathan's fertility is not all possible.

"Impossible, he doesn't have the light silver hair that is unique to your family." Auchess went to the kitchen faucet and poured water. What else can you do but sing praises?"

Alfred got up from the sofa: "I can't see that you like him quite a bit."

Oakes picked out a bedroom with his own suitcase: "I hate everyone who calls me 'His Royal Highness', but it doesn't prevent me from enjoying their hospitality." Oakes looked at the bedroom which was so new that it hadn't been torn. He dropped the packaged daily necessities and laughed silently.

He urged Alfred to take a shower and change clothes: "We will make a living under his hands in the next two years. If you want to relax, don't offend him. According to my many years of fighting experience, the more inconspicuous the little person is, the more he will make you happy." You're having a bad time."

Alfred gave him a sad look: "It's never been easy for the two of us, has it?"

"You can pray for a meteorite to fall from the sky and kill all the people named Asilia in all the capital stars. When I become emperor, I will make you a grand marshal and let your old father concentrate on going home and having children."

Alfred looked at him speechlessly: "With the number of people in your family, there may be meteorite rain."

Okeys thinks his idea is very good: "Or kill the old guy, any brother of mine will succeed, and then I will be sent to a small broken planet, open a restaurant or do something, and live a leisurely life. Before I married an omega, I could share half of the money I made with you. After marrying a wife, the money will belong to him. I only receive pocket money of a few hundred stars every month, and then I save a little private house from between my teeth and hide it in Your family, buy him a gift when there are enough."

Alfred was moved and threw a shoe at him.

The first month of enrollment is military training. Before the military training officially begins, departments are divided into departments. According to the results of the entrance examination and personal wishes, they are: Fighter Armor Department, Strategic Command Department, Mecha Maintenance Department, Logistics Coordination Department, Military Department Department of Medicine, five majors.

Every alpha has a mecha dream in childhood, thinking "If you are a man, you must have a mecha", the first choice of Alkeys and Alfred is also the mecha department.

"Why was it assigned to the Strategic Command Department?"

Vice-principal Sybil received two little alphas who came to her door.

"The families of the two gentlemen have taken special care of them, especially one of them is the principal of Oric himself, and the other is in charge of the school's annual teaching funding. Under such circumstances, it is difficult for me to refuse their opinions." Sybil Duan Picking up the black tea cup in front of him, "Aurich's Department of Strategy is also excellent. Every year, it sends a large number of strategic command talents to the military. Your father and elder brother both graduated from here."

Mecha fighters always have more opportunities to go to the front line than commanders, so many children from powerful families will choose strategic command as their first choice. Oric’s strategy department gathers all kinds of honorable children and wealthy juniors. Si and Alfred prefer to chat and fight with civilian alphas.

Okeys felt depressed, hurriedly ate dinner, and dragged Alfred into the training ground.

A circle of people surrounded the center of the training ground.

"What is this doing?"

In the middle of the crowd, several alphas were competing in push-ups.

The classmate in charge of counting smiled at the two of them friendly: "Try it?"

Oakes took off his coat, handed it to Alfred, and walked over to join them.

Alpha's physical strength surpasses that of ordinary people, and trying to exhaust an alpha's stamina just by doing push-ups is simply a dream.

A few onlookers helped Okeys hang up the load.

A new round of competition began, and Okeys persisted until the end.

"220 seven...220 eight..."

The counting classmate pulled Okes up: "You are amazing, my name is Roy, a freshman in the Department of Strategy."

"Okeys, just like you, a freshman in the Department of Strategy."

"It was Simon who lost to you just now, and he is the strongest in the mecha department."

Simon protested beside him. He would only lose after running five kilometers before, and he had to compete again if he had a chance.

Oakes said with a smile, "I will accompany you at any time."

Just when everything was going well here, an abrupt voice sounded from outside the crowd...

"Weak chicken."

Following the sound, Okeys saw the black-eyed and black-haired beta he saw when he was registering for freshmen, and the one named Lebisi was hiding behind him in fear, secretly tugging at the hem of his clothes.Leibsi regretted that he had just proposed the idea of ​​going around the school, why couldn't he just go back to the dormitory after eating.

Auches looked down at him from above. Although he was a little thin, he couldn't hide his handsome appearance, especially his eyes, which were slightly raised. When he rolled his eyelids to look at you from below, it was like a sharp knife quenched with poison.

Oh, what a fierce look.

Seeing Oakes looking over, he curled his lips provocatively.

Oakes raised his eyebrows with great interest. It was the first time he saw such a beta. It seemed that the aura was not blocked by alphas, but that he surrounded the group of alphas by himself.

"It was the weak chicken you mentioned just now?"

Arnold looked up at the big, blond-haired fool: "Are you deaf? I need to say it a few times."

There was a moment of silence in the air, a circle of alphas looked at each other, this was the first time they had seen such a beta.

Simon, who had just lost to Oakes, sat on the ground and shouted: "Come on, Oakes, show him some color."

The crowd surrounded them and walked to the middle of the field. Roy kindly persuaded: "We are carrying a hundred catties of weight. Don't look at them doing it easily, it is actually very difficult. It feels completely different from usual push-ups." He watched Seeing Arnold taking off his coat and revealing his thin arms and legs, he wondered if this beta weighed a hundred?

"Better than what?"

"There is no time, let's see who can do more."

Arnold lies next to Okeys, and the game begins!

"330 seven...330 eight...three hundred, thirty, nine..."

Hot breath came out of his nose, and Oakes felt every muscle cell in his arm tremble.

"Al, what kind of brother are you, can you cheer me up?"

Alfred yelled perfunctorily: "Come on, come on." He rested his cheeks and stared at the brown-haired little beta on the other side.

"Arnold, you are the best!" "Arnold, come on, that dead alpha is about to die!" "Persistence is victory!" "Arnold is the strongest, and Arnold is the best."

"Three hundred...seventy...three..."

"Okeys, are you all right?"

Anuo stood up and straightened his clothes. The weight on his body did increase the difficulty. He adjusted his breathing and lowered his head slightly so that Leipsi could help him wipe his sweat.

Oakes lay on the floor, and Roy and Alfred, one on each side, helped him relax his arms.

Arnold walked over and looked at him condescendingly.

"you lose!"

Oakes struggled to open his eyes covered with sweat: "I have done 228 before, and I still win."

Alfred slapped him across the face: "Hey, he's a beta." It's okay to have some face.

A Nuo raised one of his sword eyebrows, lay down on the ground again, and did another 230 in one breath.

He pushed back his forehead hair that was wet with sweat, revealing his beautiful forehead: "How about it, I still have 3 more than you."

Okes closed his eyes and lay down on the ground, pretending to be dead.

Alfred gave him two thumbs up.

"Oh, weak chicken!"