83_83752 Although he was tired, Mugan woke up on time before training the next day.

"If you want to be a good hunter, you have to get up earlier than your prey," said Uncle Beta. ”

So Mugan always woke up early, not too early, but definitely half an hour earlier than the average unicorn woke up.

Stretching a long stretch, Mugan sat up contented. At a glance, he saw Uncle Alpha sitting next to his bed: "Good morning, uncle!" ”

This was said very quietly, because the other students in the dormitory had not woken up yet.

"Good morning." Alpha nodded at Mugan, "I have received your report card, the ranking is very high, and your performance is good." ”

Uncle Alpha first affirmed Muggen's achievements some time ago, and then changed his words: "However, you are not allowed to stay in the virtual environment for so long in the future." ”

"But、But this time it's not a game, it's training!" Mugan tried to plead.

A red light immediately lit up on the Alpha ghostly screen: "As a human being, you must have basic self-control. ”

The uncle's voice is very strict, and of course, he has always been very strict.

"If a human being is overloaded, you can replace parts, but as a human being, can you?"

"If it's not mentally too tired, your odds of winning can be higher. In a virtual match, defeat is simply a decrease in the percentage of wins, whereas in reality, a single defeat has a high chance of causing unimaginable results. ”

In the world of the machine qì people, there is no 99%, there is no 98%, and their world only allows only 100% of the deposit.

Anything less than 100% of the machine qì people are non-conforming products and are not allowed to leave the factory, waiting for their fate only to be destroyed.

Even if they leave the factory as a qualified product, they still have to guarantee their winning rate.

Every time you fail, you may change from a qualified product to a non-conforming product, and every day, there is a possibility of being eliminated.

This is the experience that Alpha summed up in his short life, and he shared this experience with all the younger generations, and at the same time, he also passed on this concept to Mugan.

Of course, they wouldn't abandon Mugen even if one day he lost a part due to a failed mission, but what they couldn't afford was that the child would never return due to a failure.

Alpha's ghostly screen was silently facing Muggan.

understood the seriousness in the uncle's "eyes", and after a while, Mugen nodded vigorously.

"Get up, I'll go to the roof to collect my clothes." Touching Mugan's soft hair, Alpha got up and left.

Rubbing his hair that had been touched by his uncle, Mugen laughed, and looked at Sigma who was still in a state of shutdown in the bed, Mugen also touched Sigma's big bald head, pulled the quilt to his chest, and he gently rolled out of bed like a cheetah.

After that day, Mugen really didn't stay in the system for a long time, and the crazy fighting frenzy that had been sleepless in the first two tests suddenly disappeared, and Mugen showed considerable self-control in the rest of the training and study. This seemingly decent table made Vlafetal even more satisfied.

After talking to the uncle, Mugen resumed his previous routine before entering the virtual system.

There is a large playground in the middle of the dormitory building, where the instructors raid at night to pull the new students out to train and prepare, and Mugan has not been raided once, but Mugan comes over every morning to do some warm-up exercises.

It was a good place, and the instructor didn't forbid them to use it, but there were always only three people here when Mugen came every day (← plus Mugan there were three of them ^0^)

"Good morning, Ellie." Mugen wasn't the first person to arrive every day, there was one person who always preceded him, and that person was Ellie from the Cooking Department, tall and strong, with a very honest and honest personality.

"Good morning." After saying hello to Mughan, Ellie continued to run silently.

It was also a five-lap playground, Mugan finished running early, and after doing three sets of the first set of standard martial arts next to him, Ellie finished his run, and when his breath calmed down, he stood next to him and practiced with Mugan.

When he was practicing, Mugan would stand by and watch, correcting his mistakes from time to time.

When Ellie was sweating for the fifth time, a third person, Brad, who was regularly present in the playground every day, also appeared, carrying a large bucket, and he walked in the direction of the dormitory building.

Unlike the two people who came over early in the morning to work out, Brad got up early for Pig.

Resolutely carrying out his punishment, even shooting training and mech training were not interrupted, Brad would pass in front of Mugan and Ellie every day.

"Good morning, Brad." Mugan greeted him as usual.

"Good day." A reserved nod was a greeting, and seeing what Avery was doing, Brad frowned, "Your toes are too high." ”

After prompting, Brad strode forward with a bucket of water, he was going to take the morning train to feed Pig, and then quickly return before the morning training began.

The actions of the three teenagers were all reflected in Flafetal's eyes.

The three of them have the same perseverance and the same self-control, but the talents of the three are completely different!

He can almost imagine the future of the three teenagers in front of him: Brad will climb up the ranks with seniority, and eventually get a good position in the middle of the military department, and his future is the most secure;

And Avery is cruel to say this, but: this kid doesn't have any talent, he will be admitted to the Imperial Academy completely by hard work, he is very stupid, he has to learn what others learn at most three times before he can learn it twenty times, and now that the other students have started the third set of standard fighting techniques, he has not even passed the first set of fighting techniques, and now he has entered the training of the group project, and there are already many instructors who have reacted that this freshman will drag which team he is in. Although he has worked harder than the others, the gap that can be made up by hard work is becoming less and less.

Finally, there's Mughan.

Strong learning ability, incomparably strong will, and self-disciplined attitude, this is almost a perfect soldier.

That's him, Flafital told himself, don't go on, the next commander who will represent the Imperial Academy and represent himself in the intercollegiate league can already be determined.

Vlafitar could almost imagine that day, the day when the teenager named Mugan shook the audience!

He couldn't wait.

At the same time, the Imperial Academy of Affairs also determined their commander-in-chief.

"Olivia."

This name, which would have shocked the military department in seven years, has finally appeared in front of the eyes of those big people in advance