Chapter 33 The First Lesson
The man wearing a black shirt stood on the podium, with handsome features and light blue eyes that gave him a unique temperament.

The executive officer...is their main subject teacher?

The people present who love to cause trouble and sneak around feel tense.

Shen Yu glanced at the students who were silent for a moment below, and said:

"When I came in, I seemed to hear you complaining that there was too much to learn in the book?"

Crowd: ...

Shen Yu casually flipped through the history textbook on the podium, and tapped the table with his slender fingers like jade.

"Although your main subject is combat, it doesn't mean that you don't want to learn the knowledge in ordinary schools. An excellent fighter doesn't even know the most basic things. How can he deal with the rapid changes on the battlefield?"

"Correct your attitudes, and the school expressly stipulates that those who fail more than three times will not be issued a diploma, which is of no benefit to applying for the military academy."

After saying this, he closed the book:

"Getting to the point, the first semester of the mecha combat department mainly trains physical fitness and the use of natural abilities. Only excellent physical fitness can better drive mechas. The added value of natural abilities is one of your advantages, but even so, you should not take it lightly. , You may not have fought some mecha soldiers who have no talent and ability."

Some people couldn't help frowning. Most of the people in the class came from aristocratic families, and they were used to the various privileges of the nobility since they were young. At this moment, someone told them that the talent bloodline is nothing special, it's just a useful tool...

This undoubtedly made some people who advocated the theory of good and bad bloodlines a little uncomfortable.

Sensing the subtlety of the atmosphere, Shen Yu darkened, and his light blue eyes gradually deepened.

"In the military academy, no one cares who you are, bureaucrats or aristocratic families. Only the strong can win the respect of others. Therefore, no matter what your status is at home, you must restrain yourself here."

Some people lowered their heads unknowingly, obviously being "pointed".

Yan Zhou was not surprised by the existence of people with such thoughts. Although the empire stated that everyone was equal by law, nobles were always given priority in the handling of certain matters.

To give the most common example, an ordinary citizen goes to buy bread, and there is only one item left in the bakery. Just as the ordinary citizen pays, a nobleman comes behind...

Under normal thinking, people would think that first come, first served, the bread is of course for the citizens, but the result is not, the owner of the bakery will give priority to the bread to the nobles who come later.

He even sent him out of the door politely, and then hung a signboard on the door the next day——

The bakery that nobles have visited, you are guaranteed to be satisfied!
How ironic, many people look down upon them on the surface, but deep down they worship the nobles hysterically, which leads some nobles to enjoy these privileges with peace of mind.

This is another incentive for the hierarchy of the empire.

Shen Yu said in a deep voice: "Perhaps you still don't understand that the level of innate bloodlines does not determine your height, but your lower limit."

Lower limit?

Yan Zhou was stunned.

"The levels currently announced by the public include white copper, silver, gold, and platinum. The division of these four levels is ultimately determined by the strength of the bloodline at birth. For example, people born with white copper can evolve into silver through training and opportunities. , those born with platinum can enter higher realms earlier than the following levels.”

Born with platinum...bloodline evolution...the domain after platinum...

The brains of everyone present were down, and the guesses and assumptions about the noble ranks in various forums had now entered a higher dimension.

As if throwing out a sugar-coated cannonball, Shen Yu's voice changed:
"However, you won't have access to these for the time being. Your current goal is to surpass other opponents of the same level. You must have known the results of yesterday's talent test."

He paused and said:

"That test result predicts your possible future upper limit."

The crowd held their breaths.

"Of course --- can't this be changed? It's actually similar to the previous bloodline evolution theory."

"Only change in the world is eternal. Through learning from battles, you can still change the strength level of your bloodline. For example, when I was in high school, the strength level was only S level. When I went to the military academy, I grew up to double S level, and now I am SS+. "

"Since there is no shortcut, then use the current resources and work hard to improve yourself."

The topic became more and more inspiring, Yan Zhou looked around again from the corner of his eye.

Except for Dong Guan Liao, whose eyes were opening and closing, and Song Yi, who still had no expression, the others looked like they had been beaten to death.

She finally recalled something.

This first class co-authorship turned out to be a freshmen speech.

It wasn't that she was unresponsive, it was that the main subject teacher had an abstinence and high-altitude temperament. It was hard to imagine that what he said so much was actually a speech.

……

Just like this, everyone's hearts rose and fell repeatedly, and Shen Yu finished the last sentence:

"So, go to the playground behind the teaching building and run forty laps, including before class every day. I hope to see you on the playground."

Crowd: ...

Did they hear correctly?

……

After running 40 laps, people from the Tianzi class sat in rows on the benches beside the playground, the blush on their faces from strenuous exercise still persisting.

Shen Yu nodded in satisfaction, and said to the ignorant students:
"When I was talking just now, I saw that some people were in low spirits. These 40 laps should help them wake up."

Yan Zhou silently glanced at Dongguan Liao.

Dong Guan Liao snorted lightly, noncommittal.

There were no big classes in the first three days, only a few history and politics classes, and the rest of the time was left for them to get familiar with the campus environment.

Except for running the 40 laps as instructed every morning, Yan Zhou spent the rest of the time soaking in the library.

The library of Dorian Affiliated School has a collection of thousands of books in various categories, covering a variety of learning books such as mecha combat, mecha production, literature and history, medicine, and talents.

There are public borrowing areas and separate compartments.Of course, this kind of compartment needs to pay a certain star currency fee, such as 100 star currency per hour.Because there are many people in demand and the price is cheap, reservations are generally required.

Passing through the dazzling collection of books, Yan Zhou stopped by the bookshelf of innate abilities.

A book called "Spiritual Body Embodying" came into view.

I couldn't help but recall Aqil's white cat... so I wanted to reach out and take it off.

While picking up the book, on the other side of the bookshelf, a hand rested on the side of the book.

Yan Zhou was stunned, because the bookshelf on the other side was empty, she met the man's eyes.

The man was also shocked, and then a gentle and soft voice came:

"Ah...sorry, I didn't know there was anyone on the other side."

After saying that, she took back her hand.

With a smile overflowing from his watery eyes, he nodded to Yan Zhou and left the bookshelf.

(End of this chapter)

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