12. Chapter 12 Initial 12

By the twentieth lap, there was an extra member of the team, and it was the blue-haired boy who had been reprimanded by the instructor.

According to the instructor, this should be the culprit who made them run fifteen laps more. Potty looked very small, fifteen or sixteen years old, giggling and standing next to the instructor, but the instructor could not teach him the same way as an ordinary student, and after the introduction, he let him return to the team and run with the other members.

For the instructor's reprimand, Merrick was the first to express his dissatisfaction, although because of the previous gamble, his strength was lost a lot, but under the leadership of Yi Rong Dan, he had adapted to this speed, he deliberately fell a few steps behind and came to Potti.

"Idiot, you are the one who caused us to be punished," Merrick did not dare to attract the attention of the instructor: "It's disgusting to put on a grinning look!" โ€

The young man gave him a casual look and said arrogantly, "So what? โ€

"Don't you think you have to be responsible?" Merrick said angrily, he had never met someone so thick-skinned.

"Really? Liability? Sorry, I don't have that word in my dictionary. The boy continued to follow the group slowly and leisurely.

"You! People like you are too much! Merrick's face was the same color as his hair: "We are your companions!" How can you do that! โ€

"Companions are the ones who drag their feet." The blue-haired Potti finally glanced at Merrick this time, "And I don't think you guys who can't even run fifty laps have what it takes to be my companions." โ€

This sentence completely annoyed Merrick, and he raised his fist to smash it at the young man who owed his mouth, but at this moment, a strong hand grasped his wrist.

"Okay, I'm still training, so don't waste my energy." Yirong Dan pulled Merrick to the front row: "If you have more strength, then go and carry Zilles on his back, he won't last long." โ€

"Yellow people." Botti raised his voice slightly: "It's strange for people of your race to meddle in things." โ€

"I'm sorry, I don't think I'm meddling," Yirong Dan nodded politely to him, "Merrick is my companion, and it's my responsibility to restrain his behavior." โ€

"Terrible. You have so much sense of responsibility that has nowhere to go. Botti smiled mockingly at him: "Are you a saint?" โ€

"Saints? I'm not," a little surprised that the kid would have the leisure to [chat] with him: "It's just that my three views don't allow my companion to spank a little kid in front of me." โ€

"You!" Potti has always been mindful of people laughing at his age: "It's still two to say who will be beaten when the time comes!" โ€

Potti, who was choked by Yi Rongdan, did not provoke again after that, and after the members of the third class had completed fifty laps, he continued to run his whole course in silence.

Yi Rongdan, who was in his fifties in his previous life and in this life, was naturally not so stingy, led the team to run fifty laps, caught up with him for lunch, and kindly brought a lunch for the child with a poisonous mouth, put it in the place where Potty placed his coat, and followed the coach to the fighting room for training.

The instructor taught them very basic, correcting their movements one by one. Yi Rong Dan, who has long mastered a complete set of military boxing under the โ–กโ–ก of Caesar, is naturally the first to complete the teaching task, for the sake of teaching quality, the instructor also specially called Yi Rong Dan to conduct a fighting demonstration with him, and Yi Rong Dan, who has only practiced with Caesar, is naturally agreed, and the instructor has a fist back and forth, and he really fights against each other.

In the process of the confrontation, Yi Rong Dan saw not far away Boti with a coat and lunch box standing aside and looking at it with interest, and found his gaze, this child did not dodge in the slightest, and gave him a smile generously, Yi Rong Dan was just about to respond, when he saw this blue-haired young man, carrying the lunch box to a garbage disposer in the corner of the fighting room, dumping all the food in the lunch box inside, and then turned around, smiled evilly at Yi Rong Dan, and said wordlessly: 'Fake good person, Thought I'd be grateful to you? โ€™

Yi Rongdan was completely stunned, is this child sick? Be cured! Seeing that Yi Rong Dan's energy was distracted, the instructor grabbed his loophole and grabbed his backhand, knocking him over to the ground, the pain made Yi Rong Dan come back to his senses, rubbed his shoulders and got up, saluted the instructor, and retreated to his position.

After the day's training was completely over and after dinner, all the members of Class 3 returned to the dormitory to prepare for rest, and Potty was no exception.

Standing at the door with his suitcase, Potti looked at the furnishings of the dormitory with dissatisfaction, because of the unpleasantness of the day, no one in the dormitory wanted to take care of him, Botti staggered to the only empty sleeping compartment in the innermost near the bathroom, glanced at it and turned around and walked in front of Yi Rongdan.

"Hey," Botti greeted lightly, "don't you often fake good people?" I'll give you a chance to thank you, let's change the beds, shall we? โ€

"Hey! Are you looking for a draw? Edie couldn't be afraid of this boy who was smaller than him: "If you didn't come to occupy your seat earlier, why should you let others give up your seat to you!" I disagree! โ€

"The main lord didn't speak, what did you interject?" Botti pouted in disgust: "Are you his mother?" โ€

Raising his hand to stop Edie's rebuttal, Yi Rongdan straightened his collar and stood up, looking condescendingly at the one-meter-six child in front of him: "I'm sorry, I don't think I'm obligated to give up my seat to you." โ€

The boy did not speak again, his eyes were full of mockery, as if to say: But that's it. The kid turned around and walked to the edge of Zilles's sleeping chamber next to him: "Zilles, go over there." โ€

"I ...... Potti, I'm used to sleeping here......" Zilles didn't react, the little devil had found his head.

"What, have you forgotten how you were repaired by me when you were a child? Zilles? Do you want me to repeat it again? The little devil opened his mouth and smiled at Zilles, but Zilles was shocked by this smile and broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly packed his luggage to the original Potti position, and the little devil was satisfied.

Mitch, who was good friends with Zilles, asked while Zilles was washing, "Zilles, do you know that guy?" โ€

"Acquaintance, neighbor since childhood" Zilles was a little helpless: "Because his mother died early, the family has always spoiled him." Since he was a child, he has also been smart and has done everything very well, but he has a very strange temper. โ€

"Why are you so afraid of him?" Mickey lowered his voice, for fear of being heard by the little devil.

"It's okay, he doesn't care about that." Zilles comforted Mickey, who looked like a squirrel stealing hazelnuts: "When I was a child, because he was young, the children around him were always unhappy to play with him, and I was not in good health, so I was always with him. โ€

"And why?" Mickey asked, tilting his head.

"He's so terrifying, if it weren't for his brother......" Zilles was a little scared.

"Zilles?" Potti stood behind Zilles with a glass of water, "I'm sorry, I just realized that I had been caring about that thing all along. You'd better keep your mouth shut. โ€

Looking at the image of the blue-haired boy reflected in the mirror, Zilles's eyes widened, and she quickly wiped all the water droplets off her face with a towel and exited the bathroom.

Mitch watched as the boy indifferently took the towel off his neck and began to wash up slowly, following Zilles and withdrawing from the bathroom.

The pre-trimmed Yi Rong Dan climbed into the sleeping chamber, and as his vision was completely covered, he turned on the light brain buried under his skin.

In the days at school, using Senior George's studio, he removed a part of the host computer from his light brain, made a miniature portable light brain, and upgraded this small light brain with a special material, and buried it under the skin on the inside of his left wrist.

The electrons began to stimulate the cerebral cortex, and Yi Rongdan sank his mind into the star net with his eyes closed.

Although it is a little difficult to break through the star network barrier in the military base, this is still possible for Yi Rongdan, and this time he went online to see his recent research results, Ah Mai.

Amai is a small program that he built a few days ago to learn on his own, and Yi Rongdan stuffed him with a lot of anime to upgrade after writing some of the limitations. As for the reason for choosing anime, of course, it is to maintain the purity of Amui, in Yi Rongdan's opinion, for the newly-born Amui, the rest of the information is too dirty, and he is afraid that he will cultivate an anti-human program, animation, this kind of thing for children, is the most suitable.

But it's a pity that Yi Rongdan doesn't know the difference between cartoons and anime.

A few days ago, Yi Rong Dan just casually packaged a 500GB anime on the Internet, and the full set was just like that, stuffed in, pure, young, pitiful, cute, and a little buyer.

The moment Yi Rong Dan logged into the star network, a ball of Amai stuck to his body.

"Host master! Amai misses you so much! The word QAQ appeared on Amui's head, and a small soft lump was very cute on Yi Rongdan's legs.

Yi Rongdan felt that it was really a good decision to enlighten Amai with animation, and held Amai in his hand: "Amai~ Is it good on the Internet, have you read all the information that the master gave you?" โ€

"I've seen it, I've seen it!" Ah Mai simulated a pair of eyes shining with red stars: "Master, master, will I show it to you?" โ€

Without waiting for Yi Rongdan to answer, Amai changed shape with a bang, and a two-dimensional big-eyed cute girl in a swimsuit gently rubbed his master's arm with the soft two balls: "Master~ I like the master the most~ Is it good for the master to take Amai to eat barbecue~Master~"

The originally bustling information street came to a standstill at this moment, and various subtitles popped up from the heads of passers-by.

"Perverted! Programming a virtual girl to call herself master? Big pervert! โ€

", people's hearts are not ancient, and the world is declining"

"There are dog thieves who act like this in broad daylight! Let go of that girl and let me come! โ€

Bridge bean sacks! It's not my fault!