Can I have a bite [Interstellar]

Imperial Military Academy, magnificent buildings, high-tech equipment and mechs, and the best instructors, the strong are respected here, you can change from a weak person to an outstanding officer, or you may lose your life in this place where the weak prey on the strong.

Those who pass the assessment must undergo closed training in a unified way. The time is 1 month. After the 1 month is over, the captains, colonels, and even generals of each army unit will come to the military academy for selection in person. Waves of underdogs will be weeded out.

Although the Imperial Military Academy is a relatively fair place, this relativeness is only relative. During the one-month closed training, the noble blood clan lived in a single-family villa with servants and slaves, and they could bring their own. blood servant.

The rest of the mixed races and humans live in the jungle behind the main campus. In the dormitory on the top of the mountain, there are 6 people in a dormitory. There is no exclusive canteen, and other facilities are also low-level. Not only that, you must always pay attention to the jungle. Dangerous creatures, venomous snakes and venomous insects.

Every day, I have to walk through the jungle to the main campus for training, and I have to worry about resting at night. From the beginning of entering the school to now, there have been many dropouts.

Several people in Berlin lined up in the long queue outside the cafeteria of the main campus. Arnold was already hungry, and the overloaded training allowed him to eat a cow now, stretching his neck to see if it was their turn.

Arnold and Chabut are much thinner and darker than before, but their bodies are obviously stronger than before. On the contrary, Berlin, which was silent before, has not changed at all.

The cafeteria was full of noise. The sudden appearance of the blood clan made the cafeteria much quieter. Generally, the blood clan doesn’t come to eat in the cafeteria here. They have blood servants, so they can eat by themselves... and for them, there is only warm food. Blood is the most fundamental food for sustaining life.

The long queue was finally shortened, and Arnold couldn't wait to lie on the window to see what food was still there. He quickly picked up the plate with the last chicken leg left.

"哐" the plate was knocked to the ground by the overturned hand, and the air seemed to be solidified. Chubut hurriedly pressed Arnold's head and bowed to the vampire in front of him, bending very low.

This is an aristocratic blood clan, and the blood clan is also divided into three, six, and nine grades. The general blood clan-noble blood clan-pure blood clan.

This vampire is as noble as Lawson, and his presence freezes the atmosphere in the cafeteria.

The plate was shattered, and the splashed fragments bounced everywhere. The oil stains on the ground and the rolled chicken legs made this noble blood very disgusted.

The accompanying blood servant handed out a handkerchief for the owner to wipe clean and touched the half-blood's finger, "You are too presumptuous." What he said was that Arnold had no respect for the nobles at all. There is no reason for a little mixed race to pick first.

The so-called dog fights against others.

"Excuse me, do you have any more chicken legs?" A voice rang out from the quiet cafeteria.

The trembling kitchen helper looked up and saw the human standing in front of the window. In his eyes looking straight over, he whispered "yet, and"

Berlin took a bowl of egg custard from the window and said "give me 10" to the motionless kitchen helper inside.

10?The scene once fell into a strange atmosphere.

When Berlin turned around with 10 heavy chicken legs on a huge plate, he subconsciously took a step back and squeezed his fists, "What's the matter?"

The blood servant's eyes turned red with anger, "You low, cheap, bastard who doesn't understand the rules"

Berlin exerted force in his hands, and the sound of bone cracking could be clearly heard. After the blood servant screamed, he let go of him with a calm face, "Training will start in 5 minutes, and now it is time to eat."

"Master" the blood servant rolled back to his master pitifully, his wrist was already bruised a lot, for them they could only cling to the noble blood, as delicate as flowers in a greenhouse.

The vampire didn't go to the vampire at the foot, but walked towards Berlin, sat opposite him, and watched him eat slowly, "Are you interested in being my vampire?"

Sighs arose from the surroundings, and Berlin swallowed a mouthful of chicken thigh, "My blood must not taste like yours, and I already have a girlfriend."

When did Berlin have a girlfriend, Arnold looked dull.

Hearing that he already had a girlfriend, it must already be unclean, and the noble blood family is extremely picky, he stood up, lost the interest that had just faded away, and ordered his blood servant to choose the best food for him.

"You are stronger than the average human being I have ever seen, I am looking forward to you," he praised sincerely.

Berlin: "The Imperial Military Academy has no shortage of powerful humans"

"...that's my blindness"

***

On the training ground, the hot air was tinged with the smell of sweat, and a trumpet sounded.

"10 minute break"

Arnold picked up the water and took a few sips. Not far away, he saw Berlin whose cheeks were flushed from the sun. He tightened the cap of the bottle, walked over, and asked nonchalantly, "Berlin... When are you there?" ...have a girlfriend?"

"Just now" Berlin raised his head and took a sip of water. The water overflowing from the corner of his mouth slowly crossed the elegant Adam's apple from the sharp chin, and fell into the neckline. His voice was wet and cold, and Arnold pursed his lips. Although I am accustomed to the alienation of Berlin, I still feel a little lost.

In the middle of the night, the moon was high, and the dormitory was dark. The rigorous training consumed their energy. Some fell asleep and snored, or turned over and kicked the quilt.

Berlin, who was asleep on the top bunk, opened his eyes in the silence, got off the bed nimbly, went to the window and opened it, and jumped out of the window in an instant.

Roman walked around the room anxiously, until there was a knock on the door outside, he paused, and walked over to open the door.

"You came"

Berlin pulled the hat off his head and entered the house.

"You are what you want." Roman handed over the half-folded paper in his hand, "This is his itinerary in three days, I have written it all clearly."

Berlin unfolded the paper, glanced at it quickly, folded the paper and returned it to Roman in less than a minute, and took out a transparent gemstone "This is the reward"

The texture is delicate, moist and free of impurities through the light, it is true, Roman put away the gems, gems with such a texture...

"Wait" Putting his hat on again in Berlin and walking to the door, Roman called him, trying to distinguish something through this familiar figure, he wanted to ask this person who you are, but when he opened his mouth, he just said "I hope you can take care of my business again next time"

No one answered him, people had already left, looking at the open door, he crumpled the paper in his hand and threw it into the stove, then sat back on the chair, the chair was overwhelmed with a "creak", and then "bang" ", finally collapsed.

"Damn it! Broken chairs are against me too"

There was Roman cursing in the room, and he thought he would have to spend money on a new chair.

Berlin was walking on an uninhabited path, the wind blew by, and there was a rustling sound in the grass on the side path, suddenly he stopped, and slowly turned around, the path behind was empty, he turned around and continued walking After two steps, his body suddenly dodged, and he pushed aside the lush grass beside him, holding a sharp wooden stick in his right hand, his killing intent suddenly appeared.

"Meow~"

The little black cat in the grass raised its innocent eyes and stared at him, making a pitiful cry. It rubbed against Berlin's feet, rubbed its head against him, and shook its erect ears, trying to express His love for this human being.

The smell on his body was so pleasant, as if he had smelled it somewhere, the black cat rubbed it comfortably again.

Berlin put away the wooden stick, looked at the cute cat, stood up and left.

"Meow! Meow~" The black cat couldn't believe it and left!It was so beautiful and cute that it was ignored... The upright ears were like wilted vegetables, and they were folded down in half, as much aggrieved as he wanted, he licked his paws, wanting to leave this sad place.

"Little guy, come here." The voice behind made the black cat prick up its ears and tail.

Berlin squatted on the ground, holding the cheap ham sausage he just went to buy in his hand.

"~ Meow" the black cat leaped its little paws into Berlin's arms and screamed "Meow Meow", eating cheap ham sausage that it would never eat with relish.

Berlin raised his hand to smooth the smooth, soft and noble fur that he was grooming.

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