In one of the buildings of the Academy's Security Section, robot guards stand on the left and right of the doorway, examining prisoners inside. There were several pieces of information on the table, and Yang Nan's family background was all found out.

A middle-aged man with glasses and a polite manner, his hair combed greasy and shiny, sat on the chair opposite Yang Zhe.

"You can call me Director An Cheng, everything you say will become evidence in court, and I will ask you to answer."

Knocked on the countertop with his hand, "Your background is very ordinary, and you are also an ordinary person, without a pass, how did you enter the center of the capital center." ”

"Come in through the gate,"

Yang Zhe replied exhaustedly on the table.

Director An Cheng was speechless, looking at his dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, "I don't want to use violence, please take it seriously." ”

Yang Zhe sat up and looked at him, "I really came in through the door, I didn't lie." ”

"Where's the pass!"

"What is a pass?"

Director An Cheng was going crazy, and his tone became irritable, "You don't even know the pass, and you dare to say that you came in through the gate." ”

The smell of gunpowder inside is getting stronger and stronger.

Knock, knock, knock.

Outside, the robot guards knocked on the door, "Director An, there is your communication, it is from the checkpoint outside the capital." ”

"You're waiting here honestly, and you can't wait anywhere for me to come back." After speaking, he got up and walked directly to the door, looking back from time to time.

Yang Zhe was speechless, his hands were handcuffed, where could he run, and he directly gave him a roll of his eyes in response.

The inside of this room is not like a torture room, but like an office, there is no torture equipment, the walls around it are clean, the sofa and tea set should be provided, and even the bookcase is full of dense books. The wind outside the window blew in and I could see tall branches, and from time to time there were students playing on the playground.

In the past 10 minutes, Director An Cheng came back with a black face.

"Why didn't you say it earlier if you had a notice."

Yang Zhe touched his messy hair that was electrocuted, "I'm sorry I was corona." ”

Relations between the two sides have eased considerably.

Director An Cheng finally found the notice, looked at the golden notice on the table, and then looked at Yang Nan.

It's just a fabricated notice with no content. There is nothing special about it except for gold, but it is named this college and the signatory of the pen is actually the principal.

Director An Cheng's teeth itched, and he straightened his glasses with his right hand, "Evaluate this notice." ”

The robot walked over and took the notice.

I think I've been in the military academy for more than 10 years, and I've never seen this kind of notice, and the fakes are so casual.

There are two kinds of notices of military academies, one is made of metal fiber, and the military recommends that it have the signature seal of the unit to which it belongs, and the other is made of ordinary paper, and the local colleges and universities have the signature and seal of the president. And this one has never been seen at all, and I don't know what material it is made of, golden yellow has no content, and there is a line of small print in the conspicuous red steel stamp below.

"Skynet Recommendation"

The silver-white anti-counterfeiting code below is gently scraped open with a fingernail, and a line of white numbers 19685 appears.

This is the military academy of the highest institution of the Aisman Empire, and it has mastered this endless knowledge and power. It is no exaggeration to say that all kinds of knowledge in the known universe are the top and most complete here.

The birthplace of genius, the cradle of monsters.

"Director An Cheng, the authority is not enough, and I can't view it." The robot guard pushes open the door and returns to hand the notice back.

Director An Cheng personally opened the network, connected to the supercomputer to search for student files, and entered the red steel seal anti-counterfeiting code 19685 at the bottom of the notice, and the page that popped up actually required permission.

Director An sneered, "This is simple, my qualifications are enough." ”

The identity was confirmed, and the confirmation was successful, and the applicant was An Cheng, a professional military intermediate teacher. If the application fails, the permission level is not enough, and you are warned that your access has been suspended.

Frightened and jumped, only major events that threaten the survival of the country will be blocked by SSS. It was written on the monitor that the permissions were not enough for the file permissions, and a cold sweat broke out.

"Go and ask the headmaster." Director An Cheng shouted that he was very uneasy in his heart.

Half an hour later, the headmaster finally arrived, and the headmaster looked at the SSS file encryption on the monitor and took out a metal rod.

Director An Cheng was relieved when he saw it, and said to the principal, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have touched your things." After a flash of light, Director An Cheng fell.

Headmaster: "The robo-guards will take him down to rest and permanently delete the video message from today's incident." ”

The command is confirmed to be successful, and it is being executed...

The guards dragged Director An Cheng out and closed the door.

Yang Zhe squinted his eyes and saw clearly, not daring to speak and pretending to be asleep. Oh my God, that headmaster is too fierce, he erases other people's memories without saying a word, it's so terrible that he doesn't know what happened, and he's very uneasy.

The headmaster sat in his chair and typed in permissions, and a screen popped up with a bunch of text.

One person said to himself, "This child's family background is a bit interesting. ”

I don't know how long it took, but the principal read all the information with relish, exited the file, and then unplugged the power.

"Stinky boy, don't sleep, when do you have to pretend." The headmaster walked over and banged on the table and shouted.

Yang Zhe still fell asleep all the time, and he couldn't wake up no matter how he screamed.

"You like to sleep so much, let you sleep enough."

Yang Zhe squinted his eyes and saw that the principal took out the metal rod that could erase other people's memories and jumped up directly.

"Don't, Headmaster! I'm your student, and I'm here to study, you see, here's my notice. ”

After speaking, he handed over the golden notice on the table.

Headmaster: "You have a strong desire to survive, didn't you sleep very hard just now?" ”

Yang Zhe changed the subject, "It's not early!" ”

It was 5 p.m. outside the window, and the principal put everything away and opened the door.

"Hurry up now, maybe even dinner."

Yang Zhe chased after him, and the two of them walked one after the other.

"Can you give me back the money I've worked so hard to beg?" Full of grievances.

The principal glanced at him, "You came all the way from the countryside and begged in front of the military academy, do you want to satirize the country that has spent countless money and trained countless talented scientists, but it can't change poverty and hunger?" ”

Yang Zhe was dumbfounded, this hat was buttoned too big. Hurriedly explained: "Hunger and poverty can't stop the thirst for knowledge, even if you are hungry and begging for food, you have to come here to study, so I stand here." ”

The headmaster laughed, "It's a lot of water, but it's not bad. After speaking, he pointed to a major general in the distance.

"Do you know what he's doing here?"

Yang Zhe: "At the gate, I found a lot of senior generals queuing up to sign up, but no one told me why. ”

"Not only them, but also the marshal took the initiative to come in and learn, and there is no end to learning."

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man with gray hair came over to the principal and said, "Hello teacher." ”

The headmaster nodded, and the rank opposite was actually a marshal.

After the old man left, Yang Zhu hurriedly asked, "What did that marshal study?"

The principal looked at the old man's back, "Aircraft carrier commander." ”

"What, aircraft carrier command." Yang Zhe looked sluggish.

Headmaster: "What's so surprising about this, you can also control warships in the future." ”

Watching Yang Zhe's sluggishness turn into ecstasy, "Okay, don't be in a daze, hurry up." ”

Yang Zhe saw that there was no class here, only teachers and students. Here you don't have to worry about being bullied by others, and the people who study only have knowledge in their eyes.

An avenue appeared in front of it, the road was very wide, so many people walked in and didn't feel crowded at all, the road surface was clean, even the cracks in the stones were cleaned.

The school is as large as a scenic reserve, and all kinds of ancient trees rise from the ground and tower, and Yang Zhe stays there holding the roots everywhere, these ancient trees are as big as the high-rise buildings outside, and the smallest is the size of three cars.

"My God, if you make furniture from these ancient trees, you will definitely make a fortune." Yang Zhe thought to himself.

The principal kicked Yang Zhe and completely saw what he was thinking.

"Make furniture and cry to death, these are alien trees, not in the mainland, pulled over by warship interstellar voyages, each one is priceless, the oldest tree in it is 100,000 years old, and they are about to become extinct because of some disasters."

"That's more valuable to make furniture," Yang Zhe was completely excited.

The principal was directly stunned and then slowly spoke, "Can you have something else in your mind besides money?" ”

I didn't notice anything in the headmaster's words.

Yang Zhe patted his stomach and said seriously, "Beauty and delicious food." ”

"Looks like special treatment needs to be given to you and the other students," the headmaster said before stepping forward.

Yang Zhe chased after him, "Principal, what did you just say!"