The strongest brain in the universe

The school adopts small class education, and the number of students seems to be smaller than her class in Blue Star. There are only about 30 people in a class.

Seeing that there are still two minutes until the appointed time, the classroom is not full yet.

Jiang Hui was a little unsure whether the vacated seat was empty or if no one came.

Otherwise, the people who didn't come here are too bold... The class teacher even sent a message saying that they dare to be late when they are asked to report here. Didn't you see the words "Conceit the consequences?" Jiang Hui can feel it through the screen See the vague meaning of order and prohibition.

As the time passed bit by bit, finally no one entered the classroom anymore.

When the time of the optical brain turned positive at one o'clock, a slightly strange and passionate bell sounded in the classroom.

"Tap...Tap..."

There was a sound of somewhat familiar and orderly footsteps, and a figure walked into the classroom with windy steps as if they had been measured.

The door behind him closed with a "bang" as if there was no wind, and there was a bang, which sounded in the huge classroom, shaking everyone inside to stop, and took their breath unconsciously.

A tall man in military uniform stood on the podium. His body was upright and his military posture was high. His muscles, bones and muscles were just right, not too much and not too little. The height seems to be a good measure.

As long as the other party stood there, everyone could feel the aggressiveness ready to go, and the strong pressure rushed to the face, making people subconsciously put away their slack and tense their nerves as a defense.

The other party didn't say anything when he came in. The students who were excited and active just now stopped talking, sat up straight unconsciously, and straightened their backs, for fear of being stared at by the man in military uniform, grabbing his collar and throwing him out of the classroom. .

Naturally, Jiang Hui was the same, she had never tried to get in touch with such a powerful sergeant so closely.

... You can't say that, in fact, she has also been in close contact with her. Just half a month ago, she came across something like the Third Army Corps capturing the rebels in the Dongbo Group. sergeant.

But this feeling is different from what she feels right now.

The soldiers she met in the Dongbo Group were all in a state of being restrained, restrained, like a sharp sword in a sheath ready to be released but not released, just waiting for the commander behind the scenes to point the sword at someone direction, they will kill without thinking.

At that time, for these soldiers, Jiang Hui only needed to protect ordinary people who needed refuge. Their aggressiveness would not be aimed at her, so Jiang Hui felt both intimidated and safe at the time.

However, the sergeant in front of him who should be their squad leader is different. The opponent's aura at this moment is completely let go, and is aimed at them, conveying to them a certain meaning of wanting to be tamed.

The sergeant was like a hawk, and they were like lambs who didn't understand their situation.

Whether it is their stand or their aura, they are obviously at a disadvantage. This made Jiang Hui instinctively feel a sense of pressure and a great sense of crisis.

In other words, she seems to have forgotten the learning content of the Combat Individual Department that she inquired before the school started. It seems to be completely military training style, right? !

In other words, Jiang Hui suddenly realized that he would probably have to accept such an army-style learning environment in the next year.

Even the ones who trained them were probably officers from the army--the kind of real soldiers.

Jiang Hui unconsciously looked at the opponent's epaulets. Very good, the horizontal bar with three stars on the black background, this is a lieutenant-level sergeant, the same level as the original body's father before his death.

This is rare in life unless you are in an army full of officers, and it is a relatively high-ranking officer in a peaceful place like the permanent galaxy.

The first-year freshmen of Beska Intermediate Academy unexpectedly invited officers of the captain level to teach, and the forces behind the school are indeed very powerful.

But Jiang Hui felt that the whole day was going to be dark, because being a real captain and instructor meant that her future study career would only be more difficult. In other words, can she leave the door of the combat individual alive...

What can Jiang Hui do? She had no way out, so she could only follow the students in the class to silence, hold her breath, and stare at the head teacher in silence.

The head teacher, whose name is not yet known, scanned the entire class, sweeping slightly across everyone's face, expressionless, without any emotion, more like an inorganic inspection.

Finally, he said softly, "Is there anyone here yet?"

In fact, what he said already seemed very gentle, and his tone was very light, but Jiang Hui instinctively felt a sense of creepiness, the hairs on his back stood up, and he felt a huge sense of crisis, calling her like a backstab. I feel uncomfortable all over.

Of course no one dared to respond, and no one really knew. After all, we are all just acquainted classmates, and we haven't even recorded the class roster, so how can we know which bold ancestor dared to be late.

They were even praying that those students who didn't know whether they were late or really forgot to come would not come at this time, and when they were over, the class teacher would not do anything to them no matter what. But never put on a show in front of them, feeling like something terrible is going to happen.

They were clearly not the ones who were late, but at this moment, everyone felt the oppressive aura from the head teacher, and unconsciously put away their ungrown wings and shrank like quails one by one.

Jiang Hui originally thought that the other party would continue to ask classmates or call names. But people probably don't want to waste this time, and directly turned on the optical brain, as if they were connected to some information network. Jiang Hui felt that the optical brain hanging on his chest was automatically activated to project a page of information.

Then everyone in the class will automatically post a page with basic information.

People didn't even look at it, just clicked on the optical brain, checked something, and then everyone saw that the page projected by the optical brain went out instantly.

The other party's gaze turned, and he clicked on three or four names, some were long and some were short, some were male and some were female, and there was no response from anyone in the classroom, probably the ones who were late or absent this time.

The other party seemed to smile, and slightly raised his lips, very lightly.

But it was obviously a smile, but it made everyone unable to feel a little lighthearted.

He seemed to say something softly to the other side of the optical brain. The voice was so soft that everyone in the class could not hear him. After he finished speaking, he shut down the optical brain. Immediately, the frightening expression on the other party's face disappeared, and it returned to the usual seriousness when he entered the door, and the atmosphere in the whole class was relaxed.