If you have one child, you will have a second child.

After Lori took the lead, more and more children struck up a conversation with Tom,

Tom was also very accommodating and talked to each child about their hearts.

What can a twelve- or thirteen-year-old have on his mind? It's nothing more than feeling that learning is too boring, sexual ignorance in adolescence, and other things that all children have experienced.

These children are lucky children.

In contrast to most of the twelve or thirteen-year-old children in Texas who have gone to the factory, they have to be educated until they are twenty-two.

If the Second Civil War hadn't been imminent, they would have at least survived for eight years.

With the sound of vomiting and diarrhea, more than a dozen children in the ward spent their most memorable night.

It's also a night they'll brag about.

"I spent the night with Tom Smith the Great."

That's what they boast about.

Early the next morning, Lori left the hospital room.

The new vetted pediatric patient moved to a hospital bed next to Tom.

Tom's ward has become one of the liveliest.

And so the days passed.

A week later, on January 13, 1869, Tom was finally cured.

There are no after-effects and no risks.

Tom left the room to the sound of the other children in the room.

After leaving the ward, Tom didn't go straight back to Smith Farm, but walked towards a HERO academy in Houston.

This HERO Academy is Lori's Academy.

Today is a sunny Wednesday.

As usual, HERO Academy is holding an event on the playground to raise the state flag and play the state anthem.

All the children, dressed in school uniforms that resemble the military uniforms of later generations, stood in front of the flag stand and sang the state anthem.

After the flag-raising ceremony, there was a three-minute pledge of allegiance.

The last part is the running exercise.

When these actions are over, the children will be able to eat breakfast.

In HERO Academy, the morning is a cultural class, and the afternoon is a pure physical education class.

Physical education here is different from physical education in the twenty-first century.

Rather, it is a military education and physical education class that focuses on musket/artillery shooting training, supplemented by white-knuckle combat training.

Halfway through gym class, Tom arrived.

As soon as Tom entered the shooting range, Lori let out an exclamation:

"Oh my God, it's Tom Smith!"

With this exclamation, many students, who were friends with Tom a few days ago, also looked in the direction of Luo Li's vision and found Tom's arrival.

But before these students could react further, the teacher standing in front of them shouted at them dissatisfiedly:

“9527！ Who allowed you to speak? ”

"And you, what are you looking around?"

"Don't you know it's artillery simulation training time?"

The rebuke of the artillery teacher made the students have to put their minds back on the artillery shooting.

9527 is Lori's house number, and in HERO Academy, students don't have names, only numbers.

Tom nodded to the artillery teacher in satisfaction, and continued to watch the children wield the cannons that were longer and taller than them.

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The army must be based on absolute discipline.

Not to mention the temporarily recruited militia, Tom's scouts must have absolute discipline.

"Boom!"

"Winter!"

The deafening sound of artillery resounded throughout the range.

Several artillery teachers followed behind Tom, explaining to Tom whether the students' posture was standard.

Over time, the children's artillery training finally came to an end.

"Ladies and gentlemen, your artillery practice has ended today."

"Now you're free to move around."

The artillery teacher also knows why these children are like chicken blood today, their movements are extremely standard, and their expressions are so excited.

Because Tom Smith has arrived.

Dozens of the hundreds of students had been in a hospital room with Tom.

And these trainees are all former orphans.

For them, Tom is their savior.

These children, who knew about Entubao, rushed to Tom's side in a swarm after getting the teacher's permission.

The children scrambled to talk to Tom, ignoring the gunpowder dust on their faces and their hands blackened from moving ammunition.

Tom is like an easy-going big brother next door, having a conversation with these kids,

Answer every question they can.

And just as Tom was getting along with the kids, Silves arrived.

Sylvais couldn't read the thick pile of papers Tom had written.

When Tom wrote the document, he didn't intend for him to read it.

And every time Silves asked Tom to see him a few days ago, Johnny refused on the grounds that Tom needed to recuperate.

And today, Silves finally got permission to come to this HERO Academy to meet Tom.

Silves, led by Carl, walked into the vicinity of the shooting range of the HERO Academy,

The muskets and cannons in the shooting range have been moved to the warehouse for easy storage.

Silves, too, didn't care about the smell of gunpowder rushing to the ground on the range, and ran towards Tom Smith.

"Comrade Tom, Comrade Tom, what exactly is the method you are talking about?"

Silves shouted to Tom in an old Yankee accent as he ran towards Tom.

Silves's unusual behavior, especially the old Yankee accent, instantly attracted the attention of everyone on the range.

The students, who were talking and laughing with Tom a moment ago, mistakenly thought that Silves was an assassin after seeing the excited Silves.

Before Silves could run to Tom's side, he was taken down by several well-trained children.

"Say, are you the assassin sent by the Yankee to assassinate our Texas Suns!"

Silves, who was pushed to the ground, was also interrogated by the children.

"Hahahaha, Comrade Silves, didn't I tell you? Don't speak your native dialect in Texas. ”

"Kids, let him go, he's my friend, and he may be your friend in the future."

As Tom smiled and stepped forward to clear the siege, Silves was lifted from the ground by the children.

As soon as they heard that Silves was Tom's friend, the children helped Silves pat the dust off his body with a little guilt after helping him up.

"Okay, children, my friend came to me for something important, so you can go back to study at night."

"Oh."

The children obeyed Tom's orders and reluctantly left Tom's side and walked towards the school building.

Within minutes of Tom communicating with the children, Silves arrives at the HERO Academy.

The timing was just right.

It was clearly a man-made timing.