"You can only rank twelfth."
He Xi said it matter-of-factly and waited for Lin Fu to protest while everyone else prepared mentally.
But unexpectedly, Lin Fu didn’t protest at all; instead, she nodded as if it were a matter of course, "Okay, I understand."
Everyone looked at each other, each finding surprise in the other’s eyes.
Weren’t girls supposed to be troublesome, nitpicky, and always like to delve into everything? Why was Lin Fu’s reaction so different?
A hint of amusement crossed Ivan’s eyes as he thought to himself how Mervin, who was usually so picky, didn’t mind recommending Lin Fu at all.
Better than expected.
"Which one of you is the eleventh?" Saying this, she involuntarily looked at the only plump boy on the team, Ji Xiu. In a team where every member was taller than six feet one inch, each with long legs and broad shoulders but narrow waists, Ji Xiu’s appearance did seem out of place.
No wonder Lin Fu looked at him unconsciously.
And Lin Fu’s intuition was not wrong.
With an aggrieved expression, Ji Xiu cursed, "I knew it, I shouldn’t have joined you guys. I was doing splendidly in Class 4’s elite squad, why on Earth did I bother? Truly cursed luck."
"What’s going on?" Lin Fu asked, puzzled.
Anton leaned in and whispered softly, "This chubby guy, in an effort to stand out, chose a team with only unattractive guys."
Is that even possible?
In an instant, Lin Fu saw Ji Xiu with new eyes and could only say one thing, the name wasn’t chosen wrongly.
Indeed, quite a show.
In the interstellar era, genetic optimization had reached its peak and come to a bottleneck; citizens generally had high attractiveness.
Finding a squad all of ugly men was actually quite difficult.
"You’re not wrong, I am the eleventh," Ji Xiu complained, then took on an air of a pig not afraid of boiling water, "If you want to challenge me, just say it outright. I accept."
It’s just being the young one, right?
He could bend and stretch.
Lin Fu cracked a faint smile, "Then I won’t hold back, I’ll challenge you once this is over."
Ranked sixth, Morton even blew a roguish whistle, "Our Lin Fu also has the heart to be the boss, boss, you better prepare yourself."
Mervin simply shrugged his shoulders, "Always welcome."
Anton got along best with Lin Fu during solitary confinement and built a foundation from that; his relationship with Lin Fu in the team was inevitably closer than others. Upon hearing she wanted to challenge the chubby guy, he immediately gave her a strategy, stating all of the chubby guy’s weaknesses and strengths.
"In any case, don’t underestimate him; he appears sleazy, but he is even more so in reality. He loves to play possum, you really might not be his match."
Lin Fu’s eyes lit up when she heard this, astonished that Mervin Team was all double S, including Ji Xiu who wanted to join the ugly man squad.
No wonder her initial ranking in the team was the lowest; it was good that she hadn’t asked, otherwise, it would have been too embarrassing.
Moreover, she needed to change her attitude, not relying on her decent talent in spiritual power to be arrogant.
Her spiritual power was nothing in front of true masters; she was terribly oppressed by Fu Xing’s aura at their first meeting without him even trying.
Participating in the Big Escape Killing, her performance was decent at best.
There was still room for growth.
Any more praise would be false.
Having realized this, Lin Fu’s mindset and thoughts underwent significant change once more, and she gained a sense of composure.
Twelve classes, each class had its fixed classroom and teacher trainer.
The cultural class leader for Class 2 was Joter, and the combat class leader was Omnia.
Any issues could be resolved by these two.
The first lesson was about tactical thinking, also a compulsory course upon entering the Military Academy.
Understanding the meaning of war.
The tactical concepts of the Imperial Army, etc.
Learning these, no matter which unit you are assigned to, you would be able to integrate quickly.