Chapter 37: Isn't There Only Profit in This World...
"First of all, I have to get the opportunity to be assessed..."
In the corner, the rest of my life is quietly spoken.
Wisps of gray gas permeated their heads and fell into the scroll.
A bumper harvest.
Liu Qingfeng's helpless gaze fell on Yu Sheng again.
This guy's words are always so irrefutable.
There aren't many colleges and universities in the Terrans.
On average, there is only one province in the province.
Every student in a college is a genius.
Especially among the strongest military schools, Lingwu University, Lingnian University, and the one that contains it is the genius among the geniuses.
There are a lot of resources in the school, and there are countless demon crystals and demon cores.
There have been a lot of Terran powerhouses coming out of it.
But the premise of all this is... If you're a genius.
There are many people who want to apply for colleges and universities every year, but the assessment qualification is the biggest difficulty.
The college assessment is a big deal for the human race.
The content of the exam is determined by Moge, and the group with the best results is intercepted to fill in the volunteer form, and go to the school where the volunteer form is filled in to accept the real assessment, so as to prevent someone from fishing in troubled waters through the back door.
And then...
It is the real college assessment.
Others, it's just a diploma.
Of course, in addition to these three universities, there is also a school established by Moge himself, Moge Academy.
It's just that this school is very mysterious, and no one knows what their assessment criteria are.
Generally, the admission letter is directly handed over to the student.
The bar is extremely high.
It is said that in the least one year, the Ink Academy only accepted three students.
But one thing is for sure... Every student who graduates from the School of Ink is famous.
The only downside is...
The graduation rate is low.
The dropout rate is slightly high.
Mortality... Extremely high!
Someone has even made a comparison chart that the number of people who graduated from the Ink Academy in these years is much lower than the number of deaths during their studies.
Even after graduation, more than seventy percent of them died in battle.
It can be said that the Ink Academy is a place that all students yearn for, but at the same time, it is also the most feared place.
But it is also the achievements of those graduates who have worked hard to create the unshakable No. 1 university ranking of the School of Ink.
...
After being silent for a long time, Liu Qingfeng spoke: "Although it is a little ironic, the rest of my life is telling the truth. ”
"I want to get the qualification of the university..."
"Let's work hard first."
"There are some things that you don't get by imagining them every day."
"There is no shortage of geniuses in this world, let alone you."
"The saddest thing is not the gap in talent, but the fact that there is no talent, but he still refuses to work hard. I just wasn't serious at first, what if I were serious. ”
"That's the root of the ridicule."
Liu Qingfeng's words were completely merciless, cold and abnormal, deeply stinging their hearts.
It can even be said that their faces are torn off, stepped on, and torn.
But as long as there is one person who is stimulated to fight, fight, and change his life, even if the rest of the people curse him for a lifetime, what about it?
The class was heavy.
It was so heavy that most of the students were a little depressed.
And Liu Qingfeng just looked at it so coldly.
If it is a prosperous age of the human race, he is a teacher who is not qualified, and the enthusiasm of the students is seriously hit before the exam, and it may even affect the mentality.
But now, the situation faced by the human race is far from the same.
He had been to the Demon Suppression Pass, and he was lucky enough to survive.
He knew how cruel the battlefield was and how cheap life was.
The mind is not strong enough, and even because of a few words of ridicule, it will be lost, and staying away from the battlefield is the best outcome.
Otherwise, it may not only harm yourself, but also... Others.
"For the rest of your life, come out."
Standing at the door of the classroom, Liu Qingfeng looked in the direction of the rest of his life and said.
Yu Sheng raised his head blankly and got up silently.
"The next two classes won't be of much use to you, go for a walk?"
patted Yu Sheng's shoulder, and Liu Qingfeng had a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Yu Sheng nodded.
One big and one small, two figures walked out of the campus while all the students were still in class.
……
To the surprise of Yu Sheng, Liu Qingfeng did not take him too far away, and sat on the steps not far from the school gate.
Opposite is a breakfast shop.
Just after the busy time, a middle-aged man was cleaning the dining table.
Merely... This middle-aged man walks with a limp, a little awkward.
"Have you seen it?"
Liu Qingfeng just looked at the middle-aged figure and asked.
Yu Sheng nodded lightly: "Everyone in the class calls him Wang Cripple." ”
"What do you think?" Liu Qingfeng turned his head sideways and looked at Yu Sheng's eyes.
Yu Sheng was a little dazed, as if he didn't quite understand why Liu Qingfeng asked like this: "I... Looking with your eyes? ”
He said cautiously tentatively.
"Heh..."Liu Qingfeng shook his head with a smile: "That's right, I shouldn't have asked you." ”
"He used to be a reservist."
"I've been practicing in the reserve for about two years, because the comprehensive data is not enough, and I went to the Dawn Pass."
"After all, the pressure over there is a little lighter."
"He has only been in the Dawn Pass for a total of three days, and the first two days have been relatively calm for the time being because the demon clan has just launched a charge."
"On the third day, the demon clan attacked at night."
"His leg just broke."
"Training day and night, two years... But it only lasted one day. ”
"Fortunately, the person is still alive, and after coming down from the dawn gate, I returned to my hometown and opened a bun shop at the school gate."
Liu Qingfeng's voice was a little low.
And the rest of his life was still listening in silence.
"I'm not telling you this, I'm not thinking that you will sacrifice and die for the sake of the human race."
"I just want to tell you..."
"The Terrans are nowhere near as optimistic as they seem now."
"If any of the four passes are broken, the consequences will be devastating."
"War is cruel."
"Do you think that if such a person sacrificed his life for the sake of the human race encounters danger in front of you, you... Will it be saved? ”
Liu Qingfeng stared at Yu Sheng's eyes, as if he was expecting something.
The rest of his life fell into contemplation.
After a long time, Yu Sheng raised his head a little blankly: "I... I don't know. ”
"In the city of sin, there is no reason to save people."
"I've seen people who have been rescued, standing behind their backs and picking up knives."
"I've also seen with my own eyes that three lives were paid for a blood-stained steamed bun."
"I've seen it too..."
"I've seen... A lot. ”
"I don't even understand why I should protect others."
"In this world, isn't there only profit..."