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Chapter 13 Civilized Thoughts, Barbaric Physiques

Gaowu Academy, in the far north of China.

This is a barren wasteland.

The climate is unpredictable, and the weather was frosty and snowy one second, and it is very likely to become a scorching summer in the next second.

The space is filled with dense black cracks, these are the cracks in space caused by ability fluctuations, each of which may be filled with unknown dangers.

And Gaowu Academy stands on this barren land.

To say it is a college, it is better to say that it is a majestic city.

In front of it is endless weirdness and disaster.

Behind it, there are thousands of living beings that are breathing.

On one of the blue walls poured with blood, there is such a passage engraved:

When disaster strikes,
For the thousands and thousands behind him, it is incumbent on him.

And in front of it, there is a standing blood flag dancing wildly with the wind.

This is the flag of China, which is red without any decoration.

The city gate slowly opened, and a black armored vehicle entered the city under the cover of two off-road vehicles.

Inside is the real Gaowu Academy.

In the academy, it is the seed of future extraordinary warriors.

They will play a huge role in future battlefields.

Of course not yet.
Jiang Ming and his group were assigned to a dormitory.

There were originally 19 people in their car, and one person was sacrificed, but now there are 18 people.

It's not just the new students in their car.

There are also black armors from all over the country, a total of 23 vehicles, large and small, and all of them are new students who joined the Gaowu Academy this time.

There is no doubt that all of them have awakened the talent of warriors.

All freshmen were separated and lived in different collective dormitories.

Each residence hall can accommodate six freshmen.

I don't know if it was a deliberate coincidence.

Jiang Ming, Zhou Dazhuang, Ao Man. The three of them were actually assigned to the same dormitory.

Of course, there were three other unfamiliar faces in the dormitory.

On the first day of the freshmen's collective check-in, under the notice of the school, everyone is getting familiar with the environment.

Freshman training started the next day.

Under the action of the "resurrection" potion, Jiang Ming, who was injured before, has completely become alive and well without any sequelae.

At this moment, a long knife and a scroll were floating in the palace of his mind.

"Jiangzi, where's the knife you used before? Why is it missing? Take it out and let me see it." Zhou Dazhuang said after he was free.

"My big baby, why should I show it to you? No way." Jiang Ming directly refused.

Because he couldn't explain the fact that he summoned the knife from his body, otherwise it would look very strange.

"That saber of yours isn't a derived special ability, is it? How did it come about?" Zhou Dazhuang guessed that the black saber was a derived ability of a warrior.

"I said I was pulled directly from the body, do you believe it or not?" Jiang Ming said angrily.

After hearing this sentence, Zhou Dazhuang looked suspiciously at Jiang Ming's crotch. He suspected that some parts of Jiang Ming had changed.

Some people have become stronger, but he has also become a rootless person, just like the Sunflower Book in martial arts.
Gradually, Zhou Dazhuang looked at Jiang Ming with sympathy.

At this time, another person in the dormitory came over.

"Knife? Are you Jiang Ming?"

Jiang Ming nodded, wondering in his heart: How did this guy know about me?Although I'm handsome, I'm handsome, but I haven't exaggerated to this extent.

As if seeing Jiang Ming's doubts, the boy who came up to strike up a conversation took the initiative to say: "I'm afraid you don't know, things about you have already spread a little among our freshmen, hold a knife to the sky, just think about it." Very handsome!"

Jiang Ming scratched his head modestly: "Haha, it's okay, I just happen to be good at dancing swords and so on, small things are not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

Zhou Dazhuang who knew everything from the side: "."

After some conversations, Jiang Ming learned that the new roommate in front of him was called Tuanzi.

Tuanzi said that he likes to eat mutton dumplings, so when he first met a new friend, he was called "Tuanzi".

As for why everyone doesn't call him mutton dumpling, it's because the four-character title has a weird smell when called in reality.
Not only that, Tuanzi is very familiar with some gossip news, this is a young man with a strong affinity, even though he has only been to school for less than half a day as a freshman, he knows a lot of gossip news like the back of his hand.

In his words: I, Tuanzi, the future Baixiaosheng of Gaowu Academy!

"You know Jiang Ming, you are quite famous among the freshmen now," Tuanzi said.

"Why?" Jiang Ming was confused.

"I'm afraid you don't know something. In order to welcome our freshmen, a total of 24 black armors were dispatched. In the end, only 23 black armors came back, and there were casualties on the other black armors."

Tuanzi continued: "The black armored vehicle you were in had the least casualties precisely because of you, and only one person was sacrificed. You must know that some black armored vehicles suffered more than half of the losses, or even only single digits. survival rate."

Hearing this, Jiang Ming couldn't help falling silent.

Unexpectedly, this is just the beginning, and the sacrifice has already begun.

"Then what's the survival rate of the black armor you're riding on?" Jiang Ming asked.

Tuanzi, who was still a little bit angry, looked depressed, and said in a low voice: "Less than half."

This time, all the black armors were attacked indiscriminately by various means.

It was the heaviest loss of freshmen in the history of Gaowu Academy.

In a small dormitory, six people arrived quickly.

Everyone introduced each other. In addition to the first four people who entered, Jiang Ming also had two other roommates.

Li Xiaocong, as his name suggests, seems to be a very shrewd boy with an outgoing personality.

Chen Wushuang is introverted, extremely introverted, even when he introduces himself to everyone, he hesitates and blushes all over his face.

Since then, the staff in their dormitory has been assembled.

In the future freshman training, they will be a small group.

One glory and one glory.

The journey was tiring, Zhou Dazhuang took out the snacks in his bag, and gathered around a table with the big guys to eat and drink.

After experiencing some things, Ao Man didn't reject Jiang Ming and Zhou Dazhuang as much as before. He also surrounded the table and ate snacks with everyone.

Of course, his bald head still shines so brightly in the eyes of everyone.
Compared with the peaceful atmosphere of eating snacks in the dormitory, an office in the school is full of a strong smell of gunpowder at this time.

"Twenty-four black armors, 24 came back, and one of them was left with wreckage. This is a black armor with extremely strong defense!"

"This is the worst loss of fresh seed ever recorded."

"If the tiger doesn't show its power, it really treats me, a bad old man, as a sick cat!"

The office was messy for a time, and several old men blew their beards and stared, looking very angry.

"Ahem, stop it!" At this time, a middle-aged man in a scholar's shirt wearing gold-rimmed glasses spoke in the office, "Retaliation is definitely necessary, but what we are discussing now is how to temper these new seeds."

"Ding Zongzhang, tell me."

Ding Zongzhang, who was trembling aside, finally had a sense of existence.

After all, everyone in front of him was a big boss, so if he moved his fingers casually, he, a little warrior of Tier [-], would be wiped out.

He straightened his clothes.

Although there are seniors in front of him, he still shows an elegant look, and he has his own pride.

Just listen to him say calmly:

"Civilization is its thought, barbarism is its physique, and their mental and physical strength are combined into one. They will be a special group."

This sentence confused Bai Liangjun who was sitting, and he said directly: "You speak human language!"

Ding Zongzhang: "Okay."

(End of this chapter)