In the days after the competition, apart from Damocles Military Academy’s grand outing for a day, the atmosphere at the entire training ground was sowhat strange.
South Percy suddenly had two more 3S-level soldiers, and the morale of the military academy team was greatly boosted. The lowest-performing military academy should be Pingtong Academy, and its previous advantages gradually disappeared. At least the Imperial Military Academy still had a commander above 3S level.
At the sa ti, the organizers and teachers from various military academies were unusually quiet, and no one even ca to check whether Yamamiya Namiha or Yamamiya Isao evolved later.
“Has the ti for the next competition draw been set?” Wei San sat down holding a bottle of nutrient solution. She had been drinking tons of nutrient solution every day these past two days, vowing to make up for the nutrients she lacked during the competition.
“No news yet.” Jin Ke kept sliding his fingers across the pages of the computer. “The teachers seem to be very busy lately.”
He is also busy, so he doesn’t have to go to training.
“No one ca to see you.” Liao Runing squeezed over and sat down. “After all, you’re practicing both the engineering and military division, and no one from above ca to express anything.”
Wei San lazily drank the nutrient solution in her hand, while her other hand was also clicking on her light brain, or more precisely, answering questions.
She had stopped working on the Rubik’s Cube Forum for a while, but now that she had so free ti, she picked it up again and started working on the questions. Ying Chenghe was also busy working on the update next to her.
However, Ying Chenghe has always had more ti than Wei San, and his level is now much higher than hers.
“It’s like the calm before the storm.” Huo Xuanshan said lifelessly, his hands folded and his legs resting on the sofa on the other side.
As soon as he finished speaking, the four people in the living room stared at Huo Xuanshan and threatened him in unison: “Shut up.”
After long-term certification, the five-mber main team of Damocles Military Academy are all crow mouths.
Good things don’t work, but bad things do.
Huo Xuanshan raised his hands to signal himself to shut up.
“Should we reply to Master Yu?” Wei San asked Jin Ke.
“What does Ying Xingjue say?” Jin Ke asked, staring at his computer.
Wei San: “?”
Without a response, Jin Ke turned to look at Wei San: “You didn’t tell Ying Xingjue about what happened before?”
Wei San: “……my communication is down. I’ve been busy sleeping and drinking nutrient solution these past two days, so I haven’t contacted him.”
Jin Ke closed his eyes, then opened them again: “Go tell him about the conversation between the Underground factory and Master Yu. See what Ying Xingjue has to say.”
Wei San reluctantly got up and went to her room. She had finished drinking the nutrient solution.
Wei San took out a few bottles of nutrient solution and called Ying Xingjue.
The other party answered the call quickly, and his background was also in the room. Obviously, no one went to the Imperial Military Academy for training in the past two days.
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