Interstellar·Peeping into the Future

Following the teacher's voice, Nuo Cheng once again recalled the key points of knowledge just now.

Well, that's right, I still remember it clearly, and even understand it better.

Is it still because of that?

But Nuocheng thought about it and still couldn't figure it out, so he just gave up.

Better memory and stronger comprehension are good things no matter how you look at it.

Since it is a good thing, what to do with so much.

Xiao Hai sat next to Nuo Cheng, watching the unpredictable expressions of his tablemate, he felt a little funny and curious at the same time.

The original Nuo Cheng, although he looked easy to get in touch with, was very proud in his bones.

At least that's how he was when he was on Agriculture Star.

But then, entering Versailles, everything changed.

He seemed to have been hit hard and has since become somewhat depressed.

Xiao Hai laughed at himself, not to mention Nuo Cheng, even himself.

Nuo Cheng and Xiao Hai grew up on the same planet, but they didn't meet each other until the low-level exams. They had a little contact with each other, and they were serious fellows.

At that time, they were very high-spirited, at least on the agricultural star, they were also considered to be excellent talents.

But when they got to Versailles, excellent became ordinary.

Because Xiao Hai grew up in a single-parent family, he suffered more psychologically. Although he was depressed for a while, at least he came out, and he was even trying to catch up.

As for Nuo Cheng, he fell silent because of this. His cultural performance was good, but his actual combat performance was always at the bottom of the class.

Xiao Hai could see clearly that this was not because of Nuo Cheng's poor strength, but purely because he had no fighting spirit.

There is no goal to move forward.

The whole person also looks a little chaotic, although he still maintains a polite surface, but in his bones he resists anyone approaching.

If it wasn't for Xiao Hai's acquaintance with him before, and he was quite lucky to be assigned to the same class, I'm afraid Nuo Cheng is really lonely at this time.

But at this point, it seems that my fellow countryman has come out of the silence. Although it took a little longer, it is a good thing after all.

There seemed to be some sharpness in those bright eyes.

Xiao Hai secretly smiled in his heart, this is Nuo Cheng, his former opponent and now his companion.

Nuo Cheng had no idea what Xiao Hai, who was sitting next to him, was thinking. He lowered his head to write and draw on the virtual book, and closed his eyes halfway.

Then he looked at the teacher below with a strange look, and then looked down at the book.

As if he had made up his mind, he fiddled with the books on his own.

So the whole morning class, from beginning to end, only saw Nuo Cheng looking down at the book by himself, without any intention of listening to the class at all.

Although several teachers found out, they didn't mean to name them.

Every lesson will be recorded by the system, and students will have to watch it afterward, but they will have to pay real money, and one-third of the credits will become additional income for the teacher.

This matter has been distributed to the student ID mailboxes of the students as a notice when the students enrolled, and no one should know about it.

Therefore, for students who do not attend classes in class, most teachers' approach is to ignore them.

On the other hand, Xiao Hai on the side was a little anxious.

Xiao Hai's actual combat results are very good, especially the long-distance courses. Only after attending Versailles did he discover that he has a long-distance specialty.

Although there are practical classes in the low-level classrooms, most of them are not classified, and only focus on the basics. When the low-level classes rise to the middle-level, the practical classes begin to be subdivided.

Many students with mediocre talents at the low level will burst out with their unique brilliance at this time.

And these students with special combat talents are much more likely to become star fighters than those average students.

But Xiao Hai's cultural performance was not very good, he was always on the verge of passing. Only the courses related to machinery, which he was slightly interested in, could keep above the middle level.

However, compared with Nuocheng, these are all inferior.

Coupled with the competition among students, he is really the only one who can help him tutor courses without any credit.

Now Nuocheng doesn't have the slightest intention of attending the class. As a beneficiary, Xiao Hai can't worry about it.

After talking a few times during recess, Nuo Cheng still went his own way, and Xiao Hai was completely lost.

I just thought that this person came out of the downturn before, but why is he so incomprehensible to what he is doing now?

Xiao Hai was very speechless.

Also very speechless and the uncle.

He has played back and forth the hologram recorded by the system dozens of times.

Every time I watch it, it is an amazing, incredible experience.

Is this just luck or what? ? ?

Dashi couldn't understand why the mecha rushed into the storm and was thrown out, and the place where it landed was the destination.

If it was a coincidence, then why did the mecha launch the final jet just after being thrown out of the storm?It doesn't make sense at all!

The only thing that can explain it is that the student in the mecha has calculated everything!

But this is impossible!

This has already surpassed the boundaries of ordinary people. Even with the help of the system on the big data and the assistance of the virtual optical brain on the mecha on the small data, the remaining calculations do not seem to be very difficult.

But the uncle knows in his heart that the huge amount of calculation is not the point at all, the point is why he can grasp the fleeting opportunity just right?

It's a pity that the simulation network has closed many private interfaces by default, otherwise he would have to cut open the black mech and take a look at what the kid inside looked like.

"Are you sure he didn't use the power of blood?" The uncle rubbed his hair, and he looked even more sloppy with his unshaven beard.

[This is the sixth time your Excellency has asked, and the answer is still the same as before, and there will be no change. 】

[The system did not detect any signs of bloodline ability activation. 】

Binglan said in a cold voice, as an artificial intelligence, it has not yet developed the so-called impatience.

The uncle tapped the table with his fingers and remained silent.

After a long time, he seemed to have thought of something, raised his head and asked, "Then what about the energy of the mental field?"

[The system has detected strong fluctuations in mental power, but the duration is extremely short, more than 70.00% of the possible non-mental field energy. 】

[It should be a normal outburst of mental stress. 】

"That is to say, Binglan, you can't be 100% sure, he is not a spiritual field?" The uncle's eyes lit up, and he said in a low voice.

[... From the perspective of probability, there is no 100% thing in the world. 】

[Your inference, there is still a 30.00% possibility. 】

[However, comparing the data, the real possibility is less than [-]%. ] Bing Lan's answer was still as cold as ice scum.

The uncle finally breathed a sigh of relief, as long as there is no chance.