Wandering among the stars, my mecha is a little bit more powerful

Shen Liang met Ji Minghui again at the draw ceremony of the last game of the seven-school league.

She sat in seat C under the rostrum and in the first row of the auditorium, looking up at the league organizer's passionate speech on the rostrum.

Shen Liang felt sleepy after hearing this.

When she was about to yawn, the live camera slowly turned to her, and she forced herself to put away her sleepiness and waved her hand to the camera placidly.

Ji Minghui and Zhang Xuzhi sat on both sides of Shen Liang. Shen Lie sat on the other side of Ji Minghui. He kept turning his head and tried to chat with Shen Liang.

When Shen Lie turned to look at Shen Liang for the nth time, Shen Liang couldn't bear it anymore and turned to Zhang Xuzhi and asked, "How is Sister Yan Zhi doing now?"

Zhang Xuzhi's voice was low: "We have found someone to send her back to the Imperial City. Your Highness Shen Liang, you don't have to worry."

Shen Liang nodded and pulled the hair on his cheek into a short braid on the back of his head.

Ji Minghui crossed his legs, rested his elbows on the armrests of the seat, folded his hands on his knees, and tapped his knees anxiously with his fingertips. He looked directly at the league organizer on the podium, and after staring at the speaker for a while , turned to look at Shen Liang without interest: "Your Highness Shen Liang, they may ask you to come on stage to draw lots later."

"Me?" Shen Liang pointed to himself, "I want to participate in the league, do I still need to draw lots?"

Ji Minghui: "Yes, the organizer just told me about this. They said that if you don't go, I will do it for you."

Shen Liang agreed: "You go ahead. I'm not very lucky. I'm afraid that I will end up in a place with too harsh environment."

When it came time to draw lots, Ji Minghui stood up, buttoned the bottom button of his suit, and walked onto the podium under the guidance of a military robot.

He pressed the draw button in full view of everyone.

Fifteen seconds later, the lottery results appeared on the big screen.

"Balan Defense Line?" Shen Liang was surprised. "Our first five games were all held on a certain planet. Why will the last game be held on a galaxy?"

The league organizers were also obviously stunned.

The military cadets in the audience were whispering. Ji Minghui turned around and saw the lottery results on the big screen, then looked at the league organizer: "Why do galaxies appear in the competition pool? Shouldn't the competition pool be full of planets?"

After hearing that Ji Minghui openly attacked the league organizer, Shen Liang gave him a thumbs up.

"Yes, why is this happening?" Shen Lie stood up from his seat, straightened his school uniform jacket, and walked quickly to the podium, "The league must be held under the premise of ensuring the safety of the military cadets. , the Balan defense line is so dangerous, why is the Balan defense line also in the lottery pool?"

Shen Liang also stood up: "All the cadets will go back to the guest house first, and the command will stay." She winked at Zhou Junxi, who left first with the cadets from Alpha Military Academy.

Lu Yu also glanced at Shen Liang reluctantly, but still cooperated and left the venue. Before she left, she turned off all the multimedia equipment in the venue. Audiences who were squatting at home watching the lottery ceremony went to StarNet to post messages after the screen in the live broadcast room went black, asking what happened in the venue.

After receiving the relevant news from Xingwang, Zhang Xuzhi said something to Shen Liang and left the venue.

The students from the remaining six military academies left in twos and threes. After everyone dispersed, Ji Minghui said, "Call over everyone who organized the competition."

Jin Delei and Bai Xi moved to Shen Liang's side in small steps: "He is so domineering..."

Shen Liang: "?"

She rolled her eyes: "Since all the conductors are here, let's discuss it and see if we can draw lots again."

Jindelei: "Shen Liang, why are you more domineering than Minister Ji?"

Shen Lie: "I support a re-draw. I don't think our current strength allows us to leave the Balan defense intact."

Shen Liang began to force the remaining commanders to express their stance.

"I support it." Bai Xi raised his hand, "I went to the Balan defense line and saw it. I said, we are here to compete, not to die."

Wei Xiao: "I also support Shen Liang."

Li Tingjue looked at Shen Liang and Ji Minghui, who was standing next to Shen Liang, and then at the competition organizer: "Can I draw again?"

The organizer, who was being pressed by Ji Minghui step by step, wiped his forehead after hearing what Li Tingjue said: "No... these are all programmed and cannot be opened a second time before the time."

Shen Lie: "Shen Liang, would you like to try?"

Shen Liang: "How exactly does this program work?"

Organizer: "After the program draws the venue, it will open the venue twice regularly, once to let the staff enter, and once for the competition. After everyone in the venue comes out, the scores will be settled and the venue will be closed..."

Shen Liang asked: "How many staff will you arrange to enter the arena for this game? If there are not enough people to clean up the dangerous items in the arena, how can you ensure the safety of the military cadets?"

Organizer:…

Everyone felt that what Shen Liang said made sense: "So, does the organizer have any measures to ensure the safety of military students?"

Ji Minghui said: "Shen Liang, please take a look at the program first."

Shen Liang had a headache: "I have studied it before. That thing is a bit advanced and I can't change it."

Ji Minghui: "What about the manufacturer of the system program? Does your organizer have the contact information of the manufacturer or the instruction manual when the program is delivered?"

"The program is the source code downloaded from StarNet. You can use it directly after downloading it."

Everyone: "..."

Shen Liang tried hard to recall the star map of the Balan Defense Line: "If we choose another stadium...the stadium is controlled by a program and cannot be opened at all. But the Balan Defense Line is too large as a stadium, otherwise we will be in Balan Find a planet with a slightly better environment on the defense line... Anyway, our landing points are all represented by letters. Then we can just mark the letters of the landing points on the star map of the planet."

Ji Minghui frowned: "That's all we can do for the time being." He lowered his voice and whispered: "But I always feel that this draw is weird."

Shen Liang ignored Ji Minghui. She raised her eyes and called to the three commanders from the Vaslow Federation: "You can choose a star in the Balan Galaxy as the venue." Then, she turned to the remaining three commanders from the Boch Federation. : "What do you think?"

"I am the same." Shen Lie shrugged, "The Central Military Academy will perform at its most perfect level no matter where it competes."

Kindred flipped up her fiery red hair: "Are you sure? Let us choose?"

Seeing that everyone had no objections, Shen Liang nodded: "You choose."

Jindelei said unceremoniously: "I choose Balanxing."

Shen Liang looked at Wei Xiao and Du Xu: "You two?"

"Balanxing is Balanxing." Both of them looked indifferent, "Balanxing is pretty good too."

"Then it's settled." Shen Liang looked happy, "Remember to inform them when you go back."