Artificial Wizard Growth Log

"brush--"

The door slammed open, startling everyone in the classroom.

Holding the door frame and taking a few breaths, Xia Zuo raised his head and saw the students sitting behind their desks looking at him.

He couldn't distinguish those eyes that were curious, dissatisfied, or doubtful. He left the door frame and put his hands on the seam of his trousers, and just stood at the door to meet the eyes of others without saying a word.

In the current situation, what should he say?

Search database, no results.

Since the day when everything started, Xia Zuo, who came to human society from the research institute, found this kind of disappointing ending every time he searched, and he felt that he was used to it.

Standing on the podium, a tall woman in a sports vest was also looking at him. The class supervisor whose face was close to the Germanic people on Earth called out the light screen and said coldly, "Why, don't transfer students even give reports?"

Xia Zuo thought for a second, "...will speak."

Two or three of the students snorted at the same time.

The class teacher who didn't expect to hear such an answer twitched, "Then tell me."

This time Xia Zuo answered without thinking.

"Report."

A few students were lying on the table with shoulders trembling. It was obvious that they were struggling to hold back their laughter. The head teacher opened his mouth, feeling that whatever he said was torturing himself, he gritted his teeth and pointed to the back of the classroom.

"Late, stand at the end."

"Yes."

Under the eyes of everyone in the class, Xia Zuo walked towards the back wall of the classroom. The back of his head, shoulders, buttocks and calves stood firmly against the wall, looking like a long sword drawn out of its scabbard.

There was no mistake in the standing posture, the head teacher raised his eyebrows and said nothing, but unfolded the light screen, and the screen behind her changed simultaneously.

What appeared on the screen was Xia Zuo's one-inch photo.

The enlarged photo highlights the sense of disobedience of the cyborg. Although the people watching can’t tell where the disobedience comes from, the appearance that can be described beautifully can’t be faulted. Someone’s eyes are on the screen and the back wall. The real Xia Zuo's face moved back and forth, mostly with admiration.

"Yes," the head teacher leaned down and put his hands on the podium, "This is the news I want to tell you just now, the one on the screen now... that's right, don't look back! I know he is beautiful! The sudden increase in the tone made the students startled, and they subconsciously sat upright.

"Ahem," the class teacher didn't feel that he had said something embarrassing—whether it was for Xia Zuo or for others, "Our class has ushered in a new idiot this semester, the transfer student , recommended to enroll, um, it means you have a backstage, so you don’t get caught when you bully others, and, as a class teacher, I’m really dissatisfied with this news.”

Xia Zuo who stood at the end blinked.

The class guide continued: "I once said that at least half of the people in the class should be cut off every year. You worked hard last semester, so the number of classes was reduced by half, from one hundred to fifty, at least to my level. Expected goal, but—”

She emphasized the tone and repeated the two words again, "—but now there is one more than half the number of people, I really, really! No! Happy! Heart! Hey!"

Five accents.

One by one, it seemed that there were five disastrous dark clouds covering everyone in the class, and when someone looked back at Xia Zuo, their eyes were filled with malice.

Xia Zuo: "...?"

not feeling well.

The cyborg, whose language skills are not good enough, still doesn't understand that this serious-looking class teacher has made such an incitement to the classmates he is about to have. Go over and talk about the next topic.

"Today is July 31st. In terms of the usual summer vacation, the holiday is only half over, but the students are not new freshmen, so they should be clear about the urine nature of our school."

As soon as the head teacher said these words, the gloom in the class immediately became thicker.

"That's right, there are half a month's assessment, practice and written test. Of course, you should be glad that this year's assessment is conducted in the school headquarters. You don't need to go to the virgin jungle of Bisen Star or face the ice and snow of Polar Star. Personally, I think the assessment is very gentle, I hope you don’t go into the infirmary, I’m tired of signing leave notes for you since the combat practice class was held last semester.”

Even in the strict discipline in the classroom of the military academy, some people sighed and sighed.

Obviously, the students didn't agree with the teacher's statement that the assessment would be very gentle.

"Your assessment items are all the subjects in the two school years. Regardless of the compulsory electives, if you don't get all A's, you don't have to come back and report to me. The fools among the fools should enter the strategic command department to survive... oh , I forgot, if you were capable, you would have left this class long ago."

The students who were patched up had pain on their faces.

Xia Zuo was at a loss.

What he said... I can't understand it at all.

"Well, let me think about what else to do...by the way, haven't you ordered it yet?"

Everyone in the class was silent, watching the class guide's fingertips swipe the light screen to open the special app for class registration, and then...

"Swipe—crack!"

The door of the classroom was opened again, and the door panel hit the wall, making a loud noise. In the eyes of everyone, a sneaker covered with mud stepped on the threshold.

Xia Zuo widened his eyes.

acquaintance.

No, it's just people I met.

Successfully sorted the visitors into categories. Pang Jiuzhou, who was 10 minutes later than Xia Zuo, successfully walked into the classroom before the class instructor arrived, put away the simulated flavor of electronic cigarettes under the admiring eyes of countless people, and dragged on Yangyang shouted: "Dear Ms. Mary, report to duty~"

In the silence, only Xia Zuo wrote down the information that the class leader's name was Mary.

The visitor looked like he had overslept, his hair was not combed properly, and he did not wait for the class teacher Mary to question him. He walked towards the back of the classroom with long legs.

Judging by the habitual and unthinking appearance, it is obvious that being late is a common occurrence for him.

He didn't find Xia Zuo until he got to the wall, and he waved his hand to say hello, "Oh brother, what did you do...it's you!!!"

The last four words sounded high-pitched, causing everyone in the classroom to jump.

"Mr. Pang, you disturbed the order of the classroom and ran fifty laps on the playground after class."

"Yes, ma'am."

The young man who realized that he had lost his composure resumed his long-drawn-out lazy tone. The young sentinel touched the long and narrow wound on his face that hadn't fully healed, and couldn't help gritting his teeth.

Then he cast his eyes on the corner of Xia Zuo's mouth.

I remember yesterday that he punched here until it turned blue and purple, tsk, there is no trace left, has this little white face been cured?

He moved his eyes up, and met Xia Zuo who had been staring at him for a long time.

One squinted, the other frowned.

It was almost at the same time, more obvious than the previous meeting, a wonderful attraction emerged between the two, making them both want to get closer to each other.

Pang Kyushu: "..."

Xia Zuo: "..."

This must be an illusion.

The glued eyes were torn apart by both sides, Xia Zuo silently moved two meters to the left to make room for Pang Jiuzhou.

Point to finally started.

No more, no less, a total of 51 people.

There was nothing to say, the class guide called the monitor, "Mr. Hurt, please supervise Mr. Pang's punishment."

A blond sentry stood up and saluted.

"Yes, ma'am."

Pang Jiuzhou snorted softly after receiving the malicious gaze from monitor Charles Hurt.

"Then that's it, I don't have anything to explain to you, the meeting is over... Wait."

The last two words made the students already lying on the desks froze in pain. Ms. Mary patted her head and said, "Mr. Pang, you are the only one in your dormitory now, right?"

"... yes, ma'am."

Pang Jiuzhou had a bad feeling. The purpose of Ms. Mary's bringing up this topic was so clear that he couldn't even deceive himself.

"The freshman hasn't arranged a dormitory yet, so let him share a room with you. I believe you can treat your new roommate kindly."

"Yes……"

This time the sentinel didn't even bother to add the title of lady.

Sensing Xia Zuo's gaze from the left, Pang Jiuzhou sighed in his heart and became full of fighting spirit again.

Speaking of which, he still hasn't reported yesterday's revenge.

***

Running fifty laps around the playground is not a big problem for Pang Jiuzhou, who is extremely talented as a sentinel.

Even after he ran to No.40 laps, the fluctuation of his chest was a little bigger, far from reaching the limit. Because he had to follow him to the dormitory, Xia Zuo, who was watching from the side, made a careful assessment and determined that he was physically unable to compete with compared to this person.

No matter how optimized his genes are, he can't compare with the best group of Sentinels.

And the army, the military academy, is the gathering place for excellent sentinels.

He has always only dealt with the opponents that the researchers put in one by one in the laboratory of the research institute. From the disastrous defeat when he was young, to the mutual victory three years ago, to the last year where he only lost to xd1001, Xia Zuo saw There are only those opponents.

But now he looked at the playground where many people were active, and found that many people might be stronger than xd1001.

...The artificial man didn't know that the strong people he saw were teachers from the military academy.

The only exception is Pang Kyushu.

It is not enough to say that Pang Jiuzhou is stronger than the others, Xia Zuo judged that he was the weakest among all the people he considered quite threatening at the scene, but even so, his eyes still followed the running figure for a long time , without separation.

The artificial indoor sunlight shines on the young sentry sweating, and Pang Jiuzhou sneaks towards Xia Zuo who is standing in the corner of the playground.

Yes, he already knew the name of this little boy just now.

Xia Zuo, as expected, is also a pretty face.

Still staring, what are you looking at!

Silently cursing the bad luck that the little boy had brought him since the first meeting—such as almost missing the shuttle, the young sentinel adjusted his running posture awkwardly.

He thought angrily, even if he was a little tired, he couldn't show it in front of the boy!