Chapter 44

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The first class of the Mobile Suit Training Program has begun.

According to the military academy's curriculum, the top students eligible for selection will be drawn from each class to form a separate key class, with a specially selected faculty to handle their instruction.

As for the ordinary students, they will continue to complete the remaining regular courses, then graduate and join the Federation Army, being assigned to various grassroots positions, becoming the most unremarkable "worker ants" and "cannon fodder" in the Federation Army, working tirelessly and doing the most arduous tasks, with little chance of changing their fate.

Some might find this unfair, but this is the harsh reality! No matter what era or how advanced a society, high-quality resources are not infinite and cannot cater to everyone in the group! Those who stand out and become leaders are always just a tiny fraction of the vast social group.

In the independent teaching hall equipped with numerical control and intelligent systems, the 300 best students of this session were already present, sitting upright and staring straight ahead, quietly waiting for the head teacher and chief instructor, Muriya, to give her speech.

The tall, slender female instructor, dressed in a tight black combat suit, with a cold and stunning appearance, stood with one hand on her chest and the other supporting her chin, silently pacing back and forth in the corridor. Her dark blue, captivating eyes were slightly narrowed, her gaze roving over the students, seemingly deep in thought.

No one dared to speak as she remained silent, and the hall was quiet except for the sound of her high boots rubbing against the metal floor.

"… This girl is quite good-looking! Especially her figure, tsk tsk! She could get a perfect score! If only I could…" Liu Caihui, sitting in the back row, stared at the graceful figure strolling leisurely in the corridor, his thoughts wandering, his eyes gradually becoming abnormal, almost fixated on her enticing curves.

Just as he was daydreaming, a bright light suddenly flashed, causing him intense pain that almost made him faint!

"Ah! My eyes, my eyes…" Liu Caihui rolled on the ground in pain, clutching his eyes and screaming in agony, making the surrounding students pale.

Muriya slowly turned around, glanced at the guy for a few moments, and a faint smile appeared on her beautiful lips. She mocked, "You can't even handle this? I thought you had some skills! You're just a worthless, lecherous coward!"

After a few minutes, she casually waved her hand, and two school doctors came in to take the overconfident guy away.

Although he suffered, nearly losing his sight, with current biotechnology, he would be fine after a few days of rest.

Of course, after this incident, he would be on the female instructor's blacklist, facing all sorts of torment and torture, and it would be difficult to say whether he could graduate smoothly!

Qin Huang, sitting in the front row, smiled silently. Muriya's approach was just a common way to establish authority. In military academies, a significant number of instructors would use such tactics when meeting their students for the first time to subdue those who were arrogant and rebellious.

Liu Caihui just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

A moment later, Muriya stood at the podium and slowly began to speak:

"You are the best students from each class, and the school has invested a huge amount of resources in you, hoping that you will grow into qualified elite mobile suit warriors and make your due contributions to the prosperity and stability of the Federation! Not just to use this prestigious identity as a tool to show off to others!"

"Although you are now in this class, don't think that everything is set in stone! If you fail to meet the standards in each regular assessment, you may still be kicked out! So… don't make the mistake!"

Then, she turned on the 4D holographic projector, displaying several detailed structural diagrams of mobile suits, and continued:

"Today's theory class will mainly cover the core structures and functions of commonly used mobile suit models, their advantages and disadvantages. For example, the Gargoyle Type 3, which has been in service for twelve years in the Federation…"

At this point, she suddenly stopped, her cold and sharp gaze sweeping the hall, finally landing on a young man in the front row. She stared at him for a while before saying:

"Number One, Qin Huang, please stand up!"

The young man was slightly taken aback but immediately stood up from his seat.

Muriya's cold eyes softened slightly, and she said, "You are the top student in the class, and I heard you have studied mobile suit maintenance on your own before. Why don't you… explain this lesson to everyone?"

A faint murmur rippled through the hall, and the eyes of hundreds of students focused on him, making the young man feel the weight of their gazes.

Qin Huang was a bit surprised but said nothing, nodding calmly and walking to the podium.

Only then did the students of the Mobile Suit Training Program truly see what the always low-key Number One looked like.

At fifteen, his body was not yet fully grown, but he was already tall and well-proportioned, with a初步的玉树临风的仪态. His jet-black hair, finely chiseled and handsome features, deep and serene black eyes, and long, neat eyelashes gave him a youthful yet refined appearance, like a Greek sculpture.

What was particularly striking was the mysterious, distant, and profound aura that did not belong to his age but was uniquely present in him, blending perfectly with his own presence to create an indescribable, unique charm!

"Is that Qin Huang? Our class's Number One?" a girl whispered, her voice full of disbelief.

"Yes, it's him! How strange, I never noticed such a top-notch handsome guy in our school!" her desk mate whispered back.

"His looks are at least a nine! His figure… well, he's still young, so let's give him a nine too! As for his aura, it's definitely a ten! He's so captivating!"

"Unbelievable, I've never heard of such a guy being one of the school's heartthrobs! I wonder about his family background. If it's also good, then he's a top-notch rich and handsome guy!"

"Right, he's not that old, so he probably doesn't have a girlfriend yet…"

"I don't know, we'll have to check later…"

Some girls had already activated the miniature light brains on their wrists, secretly taking pictures of the young man.

Of course, this didn't mean they were infatuated and would try to approach him. It was more of a natural appreciation for beauty, much like how boys might privately comment on an exceptionally beautiful girl they encounter and secretly take a few photos if possible. However, few would have the courage to approach and ask for contact information.

The girls whispered among themselves, but Qin Huang paid no attention. He calmly walked to the podium and began to explain in detail and patiently, skillfully operating the projector to switch through the images.

His clear and calm voice, like a gentle stream, was soft and pleasant with a hint of magnetism. His speech was clear and smooth, exuding an indescribable charm. If talent scouts from entertainment companies heard him, they would be thrilled to discover a future superstar with great potential.

The boys were amazed by Number One's profound understanding of mobile suit knowledge. From his explanation, it was evident that he had a thorough grasp of the Gargoyle Type 3's internal structure, major performance parameters, strengths and weaknesses, and suitable environments!

He could even discuss the design intent, historical context, classic battle cases, issues encountered during service, and subsequent optimization measures with ease, presenting them in a non-dull manner, accurately and comprehensively.

Even Instructor Muriya, known for her cold beauty, couldn't help but smile in approval. The young man's explanation was detailed and accurate, and she doubted she could do better herself. It seemed that Lu Tianxiong's high regard for him was not without reason.

Su Wenxue gazed at Qin Huang on the podium, her heart filled with mixed emotions. This young man, whom she had once overlooked, had recently made surprising performances, becoming a frequent topic of discussion on the school forum.

She didn't know what had changed in him, but the once ordinary boy had transformed like a gem wiped clean of dust, shining brilliantly in the sunlight.

But what did it matter?

"No matter how outstanding you are, you will still just be a more powerful mobile suit warrior in the future. Without a prominent family background, it will be difficult for you to enter high society!" She glanced at her boyfriend beside her, thinking to herself.

However, a nagging sense of unease had been troubling her lately, constantly reminding her of who was truly the fool…

Zhu Yingxuan stared at Qin Huang's movements with a cold expression, thinking, "You can show off all you want! Let's see how long you can keep it up! This plan is foolproof. If you can still break through it, I'll truly believe you're someone special…"

The young man on the podium had finished his explanation and politely nodded to Muriya, preparing to return to his seat.

"Wait…" Xu Dezhi, who had been silent, suddenly raised his hand and asked:

"May I ask a few questions, Instructor?"

Muriya looked at him in surprise, then said after a moment's thought, "What do you want to ask?"

Xu Dezhi smiled politely and said, "Qin Huang, since you know the weaknesses of the Gargoyle Type 3, do you have any ideas on how to improve it and address its flaws?"

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