Chapter 100 It’s Too Late to Mend the Fence After the Sheep Have Been Lost (5)

Xie Xu was very satisfied with his idea. He was afraid that Shen Minghuan was too young to accept it, so he advised earnestly: "Personal future is very important. When you go to college, you will find many opportunities to make money, such as competitions and projects. You are so good that you can easily make money back. Just think of it as me lending it to you first?"

Shen Minghuan hesitated and was a little wary, "But we are not related, why do you want to help me?"

"Just think of it as me cherishing talent. Listen to me, kid, ask your guardian to take you to test your talent again. There is an 80% chance of surprise. It doesn't matter if you still haven't awakened. You are very good, really." Xie Xu promised solemnly.

Shen Minghuan lowered his head and said depressedly: "Thank you, but if possible, I think I am more suitable for the Supreme Army."

Xie Xu couldn't hold back, "Why?"

"...I am an orphan, and my classmates in the First Army are all young masters from wealthy families. I am afraid..." Shen Minghuan said in a low voice and uneasily.

The system felt that its program was disordered: [Host? ]

Shen Minghuan said confidently: [To win over such an excellent talent like me, shouldn’t you offer more conditions? ]

The system program continued to jam, and it thought that it must give Shen Minghuan a task in the entertainment industry in the future.

The thin and small boy lowered his head slightly, his expression was hidden in the mask and could not be seen clearly, only his voice revealed his helplessness and sadness.

Xie Xu was suddenly soft-hearted.

He was originally a little irritable and dissatisfied, but all of them were dispelled by Shen Minghuan’s words, leaving only pity for the helpless boy in front of him.

"It’s okay, don’t be afraid." Xie Xu lowered his voice, his tone was gentle, and it was three points more sincere than before, "My name is Xie Xu, I am the principal of the First Army. You can come to me if you encounter any problems after you arrive at the school. I will introduce you to others as my personal disciple."

Xie Xu originally wanted to say adopted son, but the age gap was a bit big, and adopted grandson was a bit strange, so it was more normal to be a student.

But after he finished speaking, he suddenly thought that this was a good idea, "Little friend, are you willing to become my direct disciple? I don't have any children, so you will be my heir in the future."

Entering the two major military academies is equivalent to stepping half a foot into the Alliance Army. The Zerg in the plot is a bit annoying, Shen Minghuan doesn't like them, and wants to destroy them all.

And among the two major military academies, choosing the first army can get in touch with the mecha that he is very interested in the fastest. In addition... he actually didn't expect Xie Xu to be able to do this.

Shen Minghuan is very confident in himself, but after all, he failed the first talent test. Xie Xu didn't wait for the first result to come out and gave him such a special treatment?

Shen Minghuan's eyes turned, thinking.

Well, considering that this person has such a good vision, he has no children, and he has no parents in his identity, so let's make do with it.

"Teacher." Shen Minghuan smiled lightly.

Xie Xu nodded excitedly, "Hey! Little friend, where do you live? You should not be an adult yet, I will pick you up."

Shen Minghuan recalled, "Lanxing, is the planet close to the Azure Dragon Legion."

Xie Xu was stunned for a moment, and said uncertainly: "It seems to be a ninth-magnitude star?"

"Yeah, a garbage star." Shen Minghuan said calmly.

Xie Xu felt a pang in his heart when he heard his straightforward voice, and felt even more distressed for this student.

The system was curious, [Host, I thought a Long Aotian like you would say that no one in the world is worthy of being your teacher. ]

[Mosinian is in the First Army, I can complete the task better when I go in, and the identity of the principal's disciple can also help him. ]Shen Minghuan showed a firm determination of "all for the task".

The system was stunned, and after three seconds, it cried out: [Host, you are so good, how can you be so good? ]

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Poor couples are sad, there are too many children abandoned on the garbage planet for various reasons, and the nearby Azure Dragon Legion knows this very well, and tacitly allows some minors to be recruited.

Under the pretext of exploiting child labor, they are doing things like donating subsidies.

After Shang Chi's tearful performance, he and Shen Minghuan were successfully selected.

Shang Chi was still a little happy and expectant on the way. This was his first time to travel far away, and also his first time to ride a starship. He couldn't sit still and looked around the whole time, and from time to time he had to lean on the window to look at the universe outside.

"Minghuan, no wonder you want to go to the first-magnitude star, it's so beautiful." Shang Chi looked at the thousands of planets in the distance that only flashed a little light, and said obsessively.

Shen Minghuan put down the light brain, "Then do you want to go?"

"If I have the chance, I will definitely go." Shang Chi said with a smile: "I am your sworn brother, I have to follow you to protect you and take care of you."

Although he said so, Shang Chi actually had no expectations in his heart.

Teenagers who grew up in ivory towers are not afraid to talk about the future. They always think that as long as they work hard enough, they can do everything. They don't know that the hardships in reality are enough to crush every "unrealistic" dream.

Shang Chi and Shen Minghuan, who grew up on the garbage star, have learned to accept it. Accept the fact that they are in trouble, and forgive yourself for being mediocre even after trying hard.

Born alone and helpless, just to survive is already trying your best.

When he got off the starship, Shen Minghuan put on a mask.

When he was poor, he spent money like water. Now that he has made a little money, he will not treat himself badly.

The light gold mask is exquisitely made, covering only the upper half of Shen Minghuan's face, making his temperament more mysterious, and the special material makes it very comfortable to wear, not as cold and hard as ordinary metal.

Express delivery is convenient in the interstellar era. Even though he is on a remote garbage planet, he can get it in just one day.

Shang Chi was a little surprised, "Ming Huan, why do you wear a mask?"

"My biological father and I look very similar." Shen Minghuan said nonsense seriously: "It is said that he is a big bad guy. People who hate him are all over the universe. I am afraid that his enemies will anger me."

"Ah." Shang Chi believed it. He was truly worried about Shen Minghuan, but he was also afraid of touching this man's sadness, so he hesitated in his words, "Then have you seen him? Do you think... he is really... Bad guy?"

Shen Minghuan pondered.

He felt that he was not qualified to answer this question. So, what did the original owner think?

"I've never met him, but besides being indebted to me, he should be considered a hero." Shen Minghuan said.

Mo Hongxue, who guards one side and attaches great importance to love and justice, is undoubtedly a good person both for the alliance and for Tang Chaoyan, who betrayed the alliance.

Shang Chi patted his shoulder comfortingly and said with a smile, "It's okay Ming Huan. We have grown up. It doesn't matter if we don't have parents."

Shen Minghuan tilted his head and agreed, "You're right."

The two "brothers" were assigned the task of changing dressings for injured soldiers.

That's all for Shang Chi. Shen Minghuan looks really too young. Soldiers who have received good moral education can't help but take more care of them.

Therefore, this task is actually very easy, and it is far away from the frontline battlefield, so there are no too scary scenes.

But Shang Chi, who was in high spirits on the road, still became very silent.

He had never seen so many wounded in one place at the same time.

The tip of his nose was filled with the strong smell of blood, and he could vaguely hear howls and huge explosions in his ears. Looking into the distance, he could also see the dazzling light of the proton beam.

From time to time, medical robots would carry stretchers with bloody people on them.

Some people had their eyes closed and were unconscious, not knowing whether they were alive or dead. Some people were missing arms and legs but optimistically held their heads up to greet the people around them. Some people kept shouting, "Let me go back, I can still fight."

These laughter and shouts added a touch of warmth to this bloody scene, but for some reason, they also made the sadness even more intense.

Shang Chi looked at all this blankly, his eyes reddening inexplicably. He sniffed and said, "Ming Huan, don't be afraid, my brother is here."

Shang Chi regretted bringing Shen Minghuan here.

Shen Minghuan's face under the mask was unusually calm. He had seen scenes even more tragic than this, but he was probably not used to it.

Maybe you'll never get used to it.

"You seem to be more afraid, right?" Shen Minghuan laughed teasingly, then suddenly felt soft-hearted, "Why don't you go back?"

There is no reason to persist. If you feel uncomfortable, you don't have to face it.

Shang Chi's face turned pale and he shook his head.

"Here comes someone to help." The soldier in charge of medical treatment shouted loudly.

Shang Chi pulled Shen Minghuan and ran over. He had adjusted his mood and responded positively: "I'll do it, I'll do it."

They followed the military doctor and pushed the soldiers who had undergone simple treatment into the tent.

There were already several wounded people living inside. They were still moaning in pain, but when they saw two underage children coming in, they immediately put on a straight face and pretended to be strong and brave, as if "a mere injury is nothing."

The military doctor told them: "You two are responsible for the people in this tent. The medicine is placed on the table next to it. Let them take medicine every four hours. The wounds should be changed every six hours. If you have any questions, call me. Do you understand?" ?”

Shang Chi nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, while Shen Minghuan nodded obediently.

Nowadays, dressing change is very simple. You only need to take off the original "bandage" on the wound and replace it with a bandage prepared with medicine. It will automatically fit and adhere to the wound.

Therefore, the military doctor is not worried that the two children's technique will cause an injury. The purpose of recruiting people is not so much to take care of these wounded people, but to supervise them. Otherwise, it would be a trivial matter to throw away the medicine secretly, for fear that they would run back to the front line again.

The military doctor was very busy. After explaining some precautions, he rushed to the next tent.

Seeing that the doctor who could give them a hard time left, the wounded returned to their arrogant demeanor.

"Child." A man with bandages on his limbs asked Shen Minghuan, "Why are you wearing a mask?"

"because……"

"Because he is not good-looking." Shang Chi gave Shen Minghuan a tug and answered first, "My brother has low self-esteem and is timid. He dare not let others see him."

It is essential to be on guard against others. Since Shen Minghuan's life experience is problematic, the fewer people who know about it, the better.

As Shang Chi spoke, he secretly winked at Shen Minghuan.

Shen Minghuan: "..."

He turned away and said nothing, seemingly acquiescing.

The soldiers were naturally able to notice the little moves between the two, but they found that this question seemed to involve the other party's secret that was not convenient for outsiders to tell, so they considerately stopped pursuing it... and instead asked about something else.

"Kids, how old are you?"

"How are your grades? Have you gone to college?"

"Do you have a favorite school?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

The soldier who asked this question was scorned by the others, "Puppy love is wrong!"