Artificial Wizard Growth Log

In the artificial satellite space, there is no hot summer.

Half a month has passed in a flash, and Xia Zuo still hasn't let his knowledge reserve catch up with the average level of his age. Fortunately, when the teacher is teaching, he finally won't be blinded and can't understand anything.

Today's lecture is on the history of modern wars, and the lecturer is an old professor specially invited from Yongming University.

Everyone's portable intelligence, which was taken over by the course system, flashed the same picture on the light screen as on the blackboard screen, and Xia Zuo, who was sitting in the first row, recorded the professor's words.

"The history of human-insect warfare must be familiar to you soldiers. Even today, Gumen is still in the hands of the Zerg and has not been taken back by the Zerg, and there are small battles happening on the defensive front of Venus from time to time. Once you graduate, immediately will be thrown into battle."

The old professor picked up the teacup and took a sip of the traditional Chinese medicine soup he was carrying, stopped coughing, and asked the first question in this class.

"Then, let's talk about it from an old-fashioned point of view. Is the war between humans and Zerg inevitable?"

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As soon as the voice fell, many flickering light spots appeared on the professor's light screen.

"Mr. Hurt, you answer."

Charles stood up, "Yes, professor, I think that the war between humans and Zergs is inevitable, and it is not possible for humans to rely on technology for development. The evolution direction of Zergs is absolutely tyrannical. This is a good example of surviving in a vacuum universe and providing the survival necessities of at least tens of thousands of other types of Zerg in the body. The Zerg on the road to the most powerful and the human beings on the road of technology are completely different in ideology, and the two Once races come into contact, war is inevitable."

"Well," the old professor nodded and commented neither approvingly nor belittling, "Mr. Hurt is really familiar with textbooks...does anyone have any other opinions?"

Xia Zuo blinked, and hesitantly moved his finger to the light key for answering the question.

"Cut." Someone snorted in the last row.

"Oh?" The old professor said with a smile, "Does Mr. Pang have any different opinions?"

The android boy withdrew his fingertips that were only one millimeter away from the light key with a blank expression.

Yes, again.

In the past half month, this scene appeared not once or twice.

The other students in the class only felt that Pang Kyushu was more interested in answering questions in class this semester, and the number of times was a little higher. Only Xia Zuo knew that every time he tried to press the button to indicate that he wanted to answer a question, someone would definitely interrupt .

…and the professors are bound to pick the guy who didn't press the answer button first as per class discipline.

Xia Zuo hadn't reacted the first time and the second time, but after more times, he knew that Pang Jiuzhou was targeting him even if he was as slow as he was.

In fact, this is not the most depressing place for him.

The young sentinel expressed his opinion in a slightly hoarse voice, "The war between humans and Zerg is inevitable. Mr. Hurt's answer explained this, but I think his answer did not scratch the surface. high tide point."

The yellow words made the corners of the mouths of other students in the class twitch, and only the old professor said calmly, "Go on."

"The main reason why humans and Zergs are enemies is the evolution direction of Zergs. They choose tyrannical * on the evolutionary path," Pang Kyushu spread his hands and said something similar to Hurt, and then changed the topic, "These In fact, it is not the most important issue, the most important thing is that bugs realize self-evolution by devouring genes, in other words, we are just food for bugs to realize evolution.”

"There is no possibility of reconciliation between food and predators." The old professor continued Pang Jiuzhou's words, "Then let's take a look at the transportation of logistics troops on Gumen Planet on May [-], [-]." The first contact, and at the same time the first conflict, between humans and Zerg along the route."

Xia Zuo didn't listen to the next words.

Yes, that was what frustrates him the most.

What he wanted to answer was almost the same as what Pang Kyushu said.

He turned his head and looked at Pang Kyushu, who was diagonally far away from him.

The sentry made a provocative grimace in his direction without concealing it.

Xia Zuo turned his head abruptly, forcing himself to focus on the class.

His hands were so itchy, I really wanted to beat him up.

No, this is against school rules.

Today's class also ended in Xia Zuo's depression.

He walked out of the classroom alone, and saw other people in the class chatting and laughing in groups of two or three, and the sense of emptiness and emptiness suddenly expanded a bit.

Then he saw Pang Jiuzhou strolling out from the back door.

He is also a person.

Pang Jiuzhou noticed that Xia Zuo was looking at him, and he froze for a second or two for some reason, before raising the corners of his mouth and giving him a mocking smile.

Xia Zuo immediately turned around and left without looking back.

From 24:[-] today to [-]:[-] tomorrow, the full [-] hours are the time for elective course selection.

A few days ago, the information he received from the Academic Affairs Office explained the elective courses, and at the same time, he also sent a class schedule.

Xia Zuo was very surprised by this.

It turns out... can you choose what you want to learn?

……so good.

He sighed and envied in his heart, and then realized that he can do it now.

very nice.

He repeated these two words in his heart.

According to the timetable, it is time to have dinner now, Xia Zuo counted all the way, and then found that if he had finished eating according to the original timetable, it would already be [-]:[-].

10 minutes late.

It shouldn't matter, there are a full 24 hours for class selection.

With this in mind, he went to the cafeteria as scheduled.

In any case, food is the most important thing.

At this time, Xia Zuo didn't know that he would have some regrets in 15 minutes, and the day after tomorrow, the regret value would climb to the peak.

At this time, he just raised his chopsticks full of gratitude for life, life, and the world.

Today's ham fried rice is really delicious too.

At [-]:[-], Xia Zuo put down his chopsticks on time, and the porcelain plate in front of him was as clean as new. When the light shone on it, he could even feel the whole plate flickering.

Even in the Capital National Defense Military University, which can be called the lowest leftover rate of all universities in the Federation, it is unique to scrape the rice plate clean.

Respectfully handing the plate back to the cleaning robot aside, Xia Zuo summoned a light screen in the cafeteria.

He opened the course selection interface.

"..."

Huh?

After staring at the interface for ten seconds, he moved his gaze down to the time marked in the lower right corner of the light screen.

18:11

Only 10 minutes had passed since the start of class selection.

but……

On the course selection interface, except for a few classes on weekends, all other courses are already in the state of [full, cannot be selected].

Xia Zuo hesitated, and refreshed the interface once.

It should be a display error.

The boy thought.

Then the interface is displayed again.

Even if it is a weekend class, there is only one left.

"...!!!"

Before he took it for granted, Xia Zuo clicked on the last elective course to sign up faster than his brain.

The educational administration system immediately accepted the application, and the interface was refreshed again. When it appeared again, all courses were gray and unselectable.

There was howling in the cafeteria.

"No, no, don't do this!"

"No, no! It's the fourth time. Before graduation, can I really complete the credits of elective courses..."

"My God, I actually chose the Iron Maiden's customer!"

"Brother, why can't you think about it?"

"I just saw that there was a class on Wednesday night where I could choose to apply immediately. After I applied, I found out that it was an Iron Maiden class. Oh my God!!!"

Xia Zuo looked at them, and then looked down at the course he had applied for.

Saturday morning, three quarters in a row

"Mathematics and Computing on the Battlefield"

Lecturer: Ann

Location: Teaching Building No. 9204, [-]

math?calculate?

What will this course teach?

Three days later, on Saturday, Xia Zuo, who entered classroom 9204, looked at the "Universal Advanced Mathematics" textbook in front of him and remained silent.

This is true of everyone in the class.

Xia Zuo, whose fundamentals are not good enough, no longer knew what Professor An was talking about 3 minutes after the start of the class. Various summation, multiplication, division, and square root symbols entered his brain from his eyes, and then from his ears. He flew out and turned into countless little birds flying around his head in circles.

Even though he tried his best to keep his eyes wide open, the exhaustion he had accumulated from staying up all night for half a month seemed to explode in an instant, and with the gentle and soft voice of Professor An, it intensified until the artificial man finally leaned his head on the desk, Started his first sleep in class.

At the beginning of this sleep, he slept particularly soundly, but later he had a dream.

When Xia Zuo woke up from the dream covered in cold sweat, one hand was close to his head.

His left hand subconsciously grasped that hand quickly and firmly, and his right hand wanted to reach up and break it off.

Fortunately, the owner of the hand called out his name.

"Mr. Xia Zuo?"

The green light in the artificial man's eyes was extinguished, and when he was finally awake, he kept his movements blankly, and looked at the man who was close to him.

The elegant and gentle middle-aged man smiled at him and withdrew his hand.

Professor An patted his head.

"Huh? Awake?"

Xia Zuo looked around silently, and found that only himself and Professor An were left in the classroom.

It seems that get out of class is over... Has he slept through three classes?

After reaching this conclusion, he became even more silent.

For the first time, the android boy felt empathy for the word embarrassment.

Professor An didn't say anything, "Mr. Xia Zuo has been sleeping soundly, so I didn't wake you up, but if I don't wake up, I will lock the classroom door."

Xia Zuo retrieved many etiquette terms that his sister had told him one by one, and compared it with the current scene, and it took him a long time to choose one that seemed to work.

"...Thank you Professor."

"No need." Professor An smiled softly.

The two went out of the classroom door together, watching Professor An lock the door, Xia Zuo said: "Professor, can I have a copy of the notes from the class just now?"

"No problem," Professor An replied, "But you didn't seem to understand me in class..."

No, Xia Zuo said in his heart, none of them are not very understandable, some of them are completely incomprehensible.

"So... can I ask you for advice?"

"Of course, otherwise what is the role of a teacher." Professor An agreed with a smile, "Dinner is about to start, I invite you, just in time for you to ask the question."

"Yes."

Xia Zuo nodded and followed.

... Why does this person feel a little strange.

He was puzzled all the way until he followed Professor An into the teachers' dormitory.

A voice he was very familiar with came from the room.

"Uncle, I'm here to eat."