Chapter 19: Chapter 019 Where did this weirdo come from? Chapter 19: Chapter 019 Where did this weirdo come from? When tested, Lin Fu did not have Monger follow her but instead went alone to the detection hall according to the flight robot’s instructions.
This building soared into the clouds, featuring a stunning black-and-white two-tone design. The entire hall had a ceiling thirty meters high, and many people were already there, most wearing the school uniform.
Only a minority wore their own clothes, which were neat and well-fitted.
Only Lin Fu, dressed in a delicate spaghetti strap knee-length dress, looked like a fairy who had descended from heaven, awkwardly intruding into the wild, rough, cold-blooded world.
She appeared out of place.
“Oh my God! Did she walk into the wrong place?”
“Where did this oddity come from?”
“Surely she’s not from our school, is she?”
In the hall filled with tens of thousands of people, pairs of eyes all turned toward her, the gaze of the males was somewhat better, mostly filled with amazement and appreciation.
But a portion of the females viewed her unfriendly, with hostility, disgust, disdain, and contempt aplenty. Such gazes would have made an ordinary person cover their face and run away.
But Lin Fu was no ordinary person; her mental resilience wasn’t that weak, and she realized that she had worn the wrong clothes but did not panic.
Since she had not enrolled yet, she had the freedom to wear what she chose.
However, she also realized why Fu Xing had asked her that question at the door.
That guy, he must have known all along but had deliberately not reminded her.
He was really cunning.
Lin Fu calmly submitted her documents and then lined up as directed. Today was the last day. Once her procedures were done, she would enroll tomorrow and enter into the military-style management, where no one could defy the school’s rules.
When she had collected her materials before, her Light Computer had already connected to the school’s dedicated network, automatically logged in, and all her information, courses, and professor introductions were accessible.
The school’s network was rich in content, including various forums, with the elite leaderboard being the most lively.
Those who made it onto the elite leaderboard were without exception the most sought-after talents in various fleets, even recognized by the military.
Lin Fu browsed with interest, but as soon as the people in the hall saw her joining the queue for testing, there was an uproar.
“She… is also a military academy student?”
“That kind of person should go to an art school. Our Elbert has already been laughed at, and if a ‘vase’ like her joins, it would really become a joke.”
“I object, has the school gone mad? Recruiting such a delicate ‘vase’ that obviously can’t withstand a breeze is truly lowering standards.”
Some people snapped and started cursing on the spot.
“Look at her waist; it’s thinner than my arm. What kind of core strength could she have? Don’t even mention the battlefield, probably just seeing a mutant beast would scare her to death.”
“Damn it! It must be some noble, flaunting their power and pulling strings to cram any garbage into our school.”
Many who genuinely cared for the school started crying out of frustration.
In recent years, the students the military academy found were each batch worse than the last, always finishing last in the annual freshman competitions, a trend that persisted for ten years.
Ten years ago, Major General Fu Xing led his team in that year’s freshman competition and defeated Elbert so badly, breaking their backbone and shattering their pride.
Since then, Elbert Military Academy had seemed devoid of spirit, never able to recover or win again.
The Military Department had already proposed renaming the school, as many high-level generals believed the school no longer deserved the name of Marshal Defo, tarnishing the great war god’s reputation. Thus, they wanted to grant Marshal Defo’s honors to other emerging talents.
Since there were still some alumni generals in the Military Department opposing it, the proposal hadn’t passed yet.
But it wouldn’t be much longer.
The Military Department had declared that if the Non-commissioned Officer College of Elbert lost again this time, the school would be stripped of the name, and Marshal Defo’s honors would be given away.
This was an intolerable disgrace for the entire school, a lifelong pain.
If so, the entire school, with over a hundred thousand teachers and students, would lose face.
At such a critical moment, that nobles still exploited their power to push trash into the school, how could it not ignite anger?