Chapter 10

The machinery factory entered a bustling renovation phase. Zhao Kaishan and the Qin brothers were old hands at the factory, deeply trusted by the old and young in the compound.

With the addition of Professor Sun Weixing, who was renowned outside, the neighbors were fully convinced of the plan to revive the machinery factory. The majority of the factory workers agreed to use the money from real estate development to rebuild the machinery factory and invest in the production of anti-gravity devices.

In the blink of an eye, the one-month summer training was about to end. All the equipment and staff of the machinery factory were in place, waiting for the first batch of Kiev alloy to arrive before starting the trial production.

Li Yi was also facing an important moment, the final assessment of the Advanced Tactical School's summer training.

In the early morning, Li Yi had breakfast on the street and rode his bicycle to school.

Today was the day of the summer training final exam, so the students came quite early.

Li Yi had a habit of being punctual but never early. In his view, whether waiting for others or making others wait, it was a waste of time.

This year's freshmen numbered about 1,500, forming neat formations on the playground, all looking somewhat nervous. The results of the summer training were crucial for class placement, and poor performance could even lead to expulsion.

In the past, high schools were divided into advanced and regular classes based on academic performance. Now, young people were learning martial arts, so class placement was based on Force values.

According to legend, the warriors in the elite class would receive very different preferential treatments. Whether it was the usage time of the Turtle House, the selection of martial arts techniques, the allocation of instructors, or the high-quality resources of the school, everything would be tilted towards the elite class.

Being able to enter the elite class meant taking the first step towards success. After all, the Advanced Tactical School and the university were not established to cultivate warriors; the goal of the young people here was to become martial artists!

According to the ranking system, only those with a Force index of over ten could be called martial artists, becoming the true combat elite on Earth.

The difference between warriors and martial artists was significant. Warriors generally entered the military to carry out large-scale attacks or defense missions.

Martial artists, on the other hand, had the ability to act independently, delving deep into the occupied areas to execute the most dangerous and secret missions, which only martial artists could undertake. Their treatment and honor were incomparable to ordinary warriors.

Principal He Mingyi walked solemnly to the podium, his gaze sweeping over the more than a thousand students, and then he said in a deep voice, "First, I have some good news to announce. You, the new students, are very strong, probably the strongest batch in the history of the Ninth Advanced Tactical School! Out of 1,536 new students, all have met the admission standards after the summer training, with no one being eliminated!"

"Ura~"

The scene immediately erupted into a noisy clamor. Not being eliminated meant there was a chance to become a martial artist, or even enter the elite university for further study, becoming a professional talent in the military. The underachievers who were still worried leaped with joy upon hearing this news.

Li Yi should have been among the cheering young people, as his admission score was very poor, only 0.2 Force units.

But fate had completely reversed without him realizing it. The advent of cola and the Star Internet had transformed Li Yi from the bottom of the class.

In just one month, Li Yi's Force index had increased from 0.2 to 2.8, reaching the standard of a second-level warrior, and he was about to break through to the third level!

After a passionate speech about the current world situation and the glorious history of the Ninth Advanced Tactical School, Principal He Mingyi encouraged the new students to strive for strength, aiming to obtain the title of martial artist before graduation or be admitted to the university in advance.

Following the motivational speech, Instructor Taida took the podium.

Taida was also the instructor responsible for Li Yi's summer training. He had a short beard and a fierce scar on his neck, left from a battle with mutated beasts.

"The class allocation notice will be posted outside the teaching building. Students can enter their assigned classes based on their student numbers. I will now announce the list of the special class. Those whose names are called, please stay after the assembly," Taida announced loudly.

"An Xiaobai! Yu Pengfei! Song Kun! Sophie!..."

Instructor Taida loudly read out the names one by one. Li Yi frowned slightly and asked his classmate Liu Jinyuan, "What does this special class mean?"

Liu Jinyuan shrugged and said, "It's the genius class. I heard it's a higher level than the elite class. Those selected for the special class all have a Force index of over three, at least third-level warriors."

Li Yi stuck out his tongue. Good grief, these were just 14-15-year-old boys and girls, and their Force index had already broken three? No wonder they were a bunch of geniuses.

So Li Yi didn't pay much attention to the list Taida was reading. His Force index hadn't met the standard, so he definitely wouldn't be selected for the special class, but entering the elite class was a sure thing.

For Li Yi, who had always been at the bottom of the class, not being eliminated and being assigned to the elite class was already very satisfying. The instructor Pang from the初级战术学校 (Primary Tactical School) who used to beat him up every day would probably be shocked to hear this news.

"Li Yi!"

While Li Yi was lost in thought, he seemed to hear someone calling his name. Looking up, he saw Instructor Taida looking at him with enthusiasm, and the voice was indeed coming from him.

Many of the new students from nearby junior high schools recognized Li Yi. They looked at him in surprise, unable to believe that the underachiever Li Yi from junior high school had turned things around in high school and even entered the genius class!

"Bang!"

Liu Jinyuan gave Li Yi a heavy punch, excitedly saying, "Old classmate, you're really something! You actually got into the genius class! If you make it big in the future, don't forget me!"

Li Yi frowned slightly. Wasn't a Force index of three required to enter the special class? He clearly hadn't met the standard. Could the instructor have made a mistake?

The students who didn't need to stay quickly dispersed to check their class assignments at the teaching building. Those who didn't enter the elite class were dejected, while those selected were elated.

Li Yi and the other thirty boys and girls continued to stay on the playground. Looking at these future classmates, Li Yi found that he only recognized Sophie, who was ranked fourth. This fiery American girl was from the same junior high school as him, while the others were all strangers.

Instructor Taida waved his hand, signaling everyone to come closer, and then said excitedly, "For many years, the Ninth Advanced Warrior School has had a special class in each batch, but you are the strongest batch in history!"

"Among you, the lowest Force level is that of a third-level warrior. Such excellent results have made both me and the principal so excited that we couldn't sleep all night. You carry the hopes of the school, and even the entire republic!"

"Welcome to the most elite class in the school! From today, I am your executive instructor. My name is Taida."

After introducing himself, Taida saw Li Yi raise his hand. He frowned slightly and asked curiously, "Li Yi, what is it?"

Li Yi shrugged and said, "Instructor, my Force index hasn't met the standard. Did you make a mistake?"

Taida burst out laughing, and the principal and the guidance counselor also couldn't help but shake their heads with a smile.

"How could I make a mistake? Even if you turned to ashes, I would still remember you!" Taida pointed at Li Yi and said loudly, "You are Li Yi, fifteen years old, from the old machinery factory under the bridge. A month ago, when you first entered the school, your Force index was only 0.2. A month later, it reached 2.8! Just a little short of becoming a third-level warrior! A third-level warrior!"

"That's right, your Force index hasn't reached three, but I'm making an exception! I want you to be the thirty-first person to join the special class!"

Taida, who was not only rugged in appearance but also in speech, left Li Yi speechless with just a few words.

Li Yi vaguely recalled that Taida had indeed told him he was watching him closely. It seemed that his entry into the special class was not a mistake.

"From 0.2 to 2.8 in a month!? How is that possible!?"

"Crazy! This is an insane promotion speed!"

"I know this guy. He's from No. 72 Middle School near the bridge. He has a nickname, 'the mad dog under the bridge.'"

"Incredible! Is Li Yi some kind of monster!?"

The surrounding students looked at Li Yi as if he were a rare animal. Raising 2.6 Force units in a month? They had never heard of such a crazy promotion speed! It was truly astonishing!

After a pause, Instructor Taida said proudly and mysteriously to the special class students, "The reason I kept you here is for something very important. Follow me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Yi heard a loud noise overhead. A vertical takeoff and landing Bird Seven military shuttle descended from the sky!

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