The five gravity chambers were side by side, and Ronnie could see Calais churning and shifting inside.

"I don't know, I haven't seen it." Tuzema shook his head.

"He was there when I came, and he had been practicing all morning."

"Fake, right? Is he not turning on gravity? Don't sweat it? ”

There was no multiplier in the gravity chamber outside, and Ronnie looked at Calais in disbelief.

It's hard to believe that such a thin kid can train in the gravity room all morning, and still be so energetic.

"If you don't turn on gravity, can you not sweat all morning?" Compared with the simple-minded Ronnie, Turzema obviously used some muscles in exchange for a little brain, and he immediately discovered the problem.

This kid is not simple.

"When you say that, it seems like that." Awakened by Turzema, Ronnie also thought about the problem.

"I came at eight o'clock in the morning, and the boy was there, and now it's twelve o'clock." Tuzema looked down at the watch in his hand.

"That's really unusual, is he also the seventh military academy of the Federation?" Ronnie sighed.

"I don't know, wait for him to come out and ask."

"His actions are quite like the military's alchemy." Tuzema patted his head, as if remembering something.

"I don't know, I haven't been in the army."

Calais is indeed practicing the military's alchemy technique, but this is the Ferrelai military.

Calais did not belong to the federal military, so naturally he could not learn the alchemy of the Ladel federal military, but instead learned the alchemy of the empire by stealing a teacher on the battlefield.

Compared with the Federation's alchemy, the Imperial Alchemy pays more attention to the coordination of the limbs, the movements are fast, accurate and ruthless, and the strength and speed are combined, which is a very good and balanced body refining technique.

However, Calais, who was training energetically, had no intention of coming out at all, and repeated the body training action over and over again, so that the newborn muscles could get used to this posture and emit great strength.

Another six hours had passed, Calais had been training for 14 hours, and for the first time he felt so comfortable.

The power of wind and thunder stirred, flowing into the new flesh, the brilliance flowing, and the bones couldn't help but make a crackling sound.

It was already evening meal, and the people who had finished the day's training began to leave the training room one after another.

Looking at the time, Calais was also ready to leave, and if he missed the meal, he would not be able to eat the free meal.

"Oh, that kid is finally out." Tuzema, who was packing his things, saw Calais open the door to the gravity room and prepare to leave.

Turning his head to look at Ronnie, at this moment Ronnie was still pestering Amy, who was doing muscle training on the side, shook his head helplessly, got up and walked towards Calais.

"Hey, bro, what's your name?" Looking at the enthusiastic black strong man who walked in front of him, Calais was stunned for a moment.

"Calais Green." Telling Tuzema his name was a return gift.

"My name is Tuzema, you can call me Lao Ma." Tuzema smiled brightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, which contrasted sharply with his black face.

No matter how you look at this guy, he is younger than himself, and he actually wants to call him an old horse, and Calais also wants to laugh a little.

"Old horse." Calais nodded, and smiled at the old horse.

"Calais, did you also go to the Seventh Military Academy of the Federation?" Tuzema asked straight to the point.

"Hmm." Calais nodded.

"What a coincidence, I'm also a student at the Seventh Military Academy of the Federation." Turzema felt like he had a partner and was very welcoming.

Calais looked at Tuzema strangely, feeling as if he had misunderstood something, but it didn't break it.

The two chatted like this.

It turned out that this transport ship was specially designed to pick up and drop off students from the Seventh Military Academy of the Federation on Fryde Star, and it could be said that it was a transport ship officially arranged by the school.

Magnolia actually arranged such a transport ship for him, and she also had a heart.

"Don't you know? So how did you get on board? Tuzema looked surprised.

"Good luck, my friend bought the ticket." Calais explained.

"Hahaha, that's really fate." Tuzema laughed heartily and patted Calais on the shoulder.

Most of the students trained here are students of the Seventh Military Academy of the Federation, and in addition to more than 20 freshmen, there are also a few senior students.

"That sassy blonde short-haired muscular guy is called Ronnie, and the big beautiful woman next to him is called Amy." Sitting on the side of the training room, Tuzema enthusiastically introduced Calais to his future 'classmates'.

"I think Amy must be the school girl, how about it, are you also excited." Tuzema makes no secret of his inner praise for Amy, while joking with Calais.

"Well, it's a big beauty." Calais couldn't help but praise.

Snow-white skin, a high nose bridge, delicate lips, long flowing hair, and a fiery figure. It can be said that there is nothing wrong with it, this girl named Amy exudes a cold and arrogant atmosphere, and she is heroic.

"But I still think Magnolia is more beautiful." Calais secretly thought that although Amy was amazing, he still thought Magnolia was more beautiful.

involuntarily compared to the beauties he knows, Calais inevitably has a man's subconscious.

"Thank you for the compliment." Amy also walked over and greeted Calais with a smile.

It happened to be Calais's words, which were heard by Amy.

Before Calais could shake his hand, Ronnie squeezed in front of Calais and hindered the two of them.

"Brother, my name is Ronnie, please take care of me." With a warm smile similar to Tuzema's, white skin and white teeth, Ronnie exudes a handsome temperament compared to Tuzema's sense of disobedience.

Maybe that's the charm of appearance.

"Are you done training? Let's go to dinner together and celebrate the addition of our new friends. The dark-skinned Turzema proposed.

"Okay." Ronnie chimed in and said that he could use this reason to eat with Amy, and of course he agreed.

"I think it's good, too." Amy's smile was very quiet, completely different from her frosty appearance.

"No, I'll go to the free area later." Calais at this time rejected their kindness.

In case the three of them took him to a high-end restaurant, wouldn't that meal be to eat himself poorly, and after thinking about it, he decisively refused.

In the eyes of the trio, they felt that Calais was expressing their poverty and lack of financial means.

"It's okay, brother, I'll have this meal." It was Ronnie who spoke, patting his chest heartily, and it was very important to show his generosity in front of the goddess.

"It's not good." Calais shook his head, still wanting to refuse, he didn't want to eat poor Ronnie.

Eating heavily after training is undoubtedly crucial, and Calais doesn't want to interrupt his training rhythm like that.

"It's okay, everyone is a classmate, what's polite." Ronnie was very cheerful, and Tuzema dragged Calais to the upper restaurant.

"Then you're welcome." Calais no longer shirked.

"yes, that's like a man." Ronnie nodded, seeming satisfied.

The four of them came to the dining area on the upper floor, and Calais originally proposed to go to the middle floor, hoping to save it, but Ronnie insisted on coming to the upper floor, and he couldn't resist him.

The atmosphere and grade of the dining area on the upper floor are obviously different, and the tourists who come and go here to dine are also obviously different in temperament.

But when he saw Calais ordering, Ronnie's face began to change gradually.

Tuzema on the side also felt that the atmosphere was wrong, why did Calais order so much food?

Is this to stir up trouble?

"Can you eat all this order? Why don't you finish your meal and order it again? Tuzema said tentatively to Calais.

"It's okay, I'll finish eating." Calais's words left Tuzema speechless, and he didn't know how to proceed with his enthusiasm.

"It's okay, just finish eating, you're welcome." Ronnie's heart was bleeding when he said this, but in order not to lose face in front of Amy, he could only grit his teeth and sacrifice his wallet.

Amy on the side could naturally see what Ronnie's actions were for, and watched with a smile.

Soon, plate after plate of meat was served, Calais's movements were not slow at all, and he completely kept up with the speed of serving.

Calais, who eats with two hands, is obviously faster than one, and the rhythm of eating is more fluid, and there is even a unique rhythm to watch him eat.

After five dishes, Calais ate enough food for 50 people, which exceeded Ronnie's budget by more than ten times.

"Oh my God, Calais you can really eat." After eating, the four of them went to the porthole lounge to chat, and Tuzema sighed about the amount of food in Calais.

"Eat more to get enough nutrients." Calais smiled and replied casually.

"You've eaten too much, have you, where have you eaten so much food?" Tuzema looked at Calais, his thin body didn't look like he could stuff so much.

"Digested." Calais's answer also left him speechless.

"By the way, Calais, how do you think you're okay with crutches?" Amy, who was on the side, found the dark green cane that Calais was holding in her hand, and the girl was a little more careful.

"Bad legs." Seeing that Calais was reluctant to say more, Amy did not continue to ask.

Of course Amy doesn't believe that someone with bad legs can jump around in the gravity chamber? Ever since Amy came to the training room, she saw Calais training in the gravity room, which lasted for ten hours, and no matter how many times the gravity in it, it was enough to show that Calais was a freak.

"By the way, Calais, what are you from?" Tuzema, who was on the side, finally asked a reliable question.

"Martial Arts Department."

"Oh, I'm from the mecha department." Tuzema said proudly.

No matter which military school it is, the mecha department is a very difficult direction to get into, and it can be said that tens of millions of people are trampled on and their heads are squeezed to get in.

During the war years, being able to drive a mecha to gallop across the field was the dream of all Federation boys, and Tuzema was no exception, wanting to become a pilot and then join the army, this was his pursuit.

"I'm also a mech." Ronnie chimed in.

"I'm from the Martial Arts Department." Amy was not the same as him.