Chapter 107: It’s Too Late to Mend the Fence After the Sheep Have Been Lost (12)

Shao Kunyao likes to drink fruit juice.

In the interstellar era, although people can use nutrient solution instead of meals, they still need to drink water.

The development of science and technology has maximized the utilization rate of resources. The food that could only feed one person can now feed hundreds of people, so the profession of farmers has long disappeared.

Only merchants who make nutrient solution will rent a piece of land and fully automate the cultivation of plants that are most suitable for making nutrient solution.

Other edible fruits and vegetables are not unavailable, but they are either in museums or too expensive for ordinary families to afford.

Shao Kunyao, the daughter of the richest man, is naturally not among them.

She owns a fruit orchard with constant temperature throughout the year. Every morning, a robot will pick the freshest fruit from the branches and send it to the Mo family kitchen as soon as possible.

Juice two fruit, add half a spoonful of ice water, the fruit is sour, and add two drops of honey from the bee.

Mo Sinian is familiar with this process.

He walked out of the kitchen holding a glass of prepared juice and handed it to Shao Kunyao who was sitting on the sofa doing work, "Mother."

Shao Kunyao only glanced at him, her face cold and indifferent.

Mosinian was already used to such disappointment. He put the cup on the table beside him, "Mother, Aunt Wen, I'll go back to my room to read first."

Shao Kunyao frowned and checked the data on the optical computer, without even looking at him. Wen Yu smiled at him friendly, "Si Nian, don't push yourself too hard, or make an appointment with friends to travel to nearby planets for a few days?"

Mosinian smiled shyly, turned around and went upstairs to his room. His classmates and friends were enjoying a short vacation with their families. He couldn't make an appointment with anyone, and he didn't want to go out alone.

It's better to spend this time on improving his abilities. After all, what he wants to do is very difficult.

Wen Yu smiled as he walked away, turned around and saw Shao Kunyao's cold and serious expression, and sighed softly.

She was adopted by Shao Kunyao's richest father when she was very young, and was specially trained as an assistant for the heir. The elder sister, Shao Kunli, of the twin sisters of the Shao family, had decided to join the army very early, so she actually followed Shao Kunyao more often.

"Yaoyao, you obviously want to care about Si Nian, why force yourself?" Wen Yu comforted her.

They have a good relationship. Although she is called an assistant, she is also a close friend. Wen Yu can speak directly to Shao Kunyao.

What happened sixteen years ago is an absolute secret. Apart from the Mo family, only Wen Yu knows it. In order to prevent the young Mo Hexuan from discovering the abnormality, Wen Yu took care of Mo Si Nian for half a year.

Shao Kunyao put down the light computer tiredly. The data on it was still on the page half an hour ago. Obviously, she did not read it.

She looked sad, "But Ayu, what should I do? If I treat Si Nian well, how sad will my child be if he knows? When he comes to my dream at night to ask me, how should I answer?"

Her expression was too panic and sorrowful, Wen Yu's eyes were hot, and she hugged her tightly with heartache: "It's okay, it's okay, Yaoyao, let the past go, everything will be fine."

She knew that Shao Kunyao had not been happy for so many years.

The child died, and there was no body left. Shao Kunyao's heart would always have a desolate ruin. She could not forgive herself, nor could she forgive Mo Hongxue.

Wen Yu's hands were even stronger, she hugged Shao Kunyao tightly, hoping to pass on her strength to the other party.

Her friend used to be so brilliant and bright, and Yaoyao in her memory loved to laugh, and she could make people melt when she acted coquettishly. Now, even if she is happy again, she only slightly opens her lips, and even the arc of her lips reveals sadness.

Shao Kunyao used to be sad for a night, but now she can't be happy for more than three seconds.

Wen Yu picked up the fruit juice on the table, "Yaoyao, drink some water."

Shao Kunyao struggled to stretch out her hand, but when her eyes, which were a little dull due to pain, touched the red juice, she quickly retracted it as if she was scalded.

Shao Kunyao trembled and brushed away the cup, "No, no, I don't want to drink this, Yu, can you pour me a glass of water? Ordinary water is fine."

"Yes, of course." Wen Yu felt bitter in her heart, got up and walked towards the kitchen, but just after taking two steps, she looked back worriedly.

Shao Kunyao sat quietly, staring into the distance absent-mindedly, like a lifeless sculpture.

Wen Yu suddenly felt that this house was too big.

Mo Hongxue and Mo Hexuan have been fighting outside for many years, and Mo Sinian will also go to the university to live in the future. What about her good friend?

——"Yaoyao, have you really decided to marry Mo Hongxue? After he goes to the military camp, won't you be very lonely?"

——"How can that be? I love him, but there is more than just him in my life. He has his ambitions, and I have my career. If I really miss him, I will go to the front line to see him."

After the news of the child's death came back, Shao Kunyao unilaterally started a cold war with Mo Hongxue. They used to be so loving, but now there is only indifference in official business.

Treating each other with respect is not a good story, but a complete tragedy.

It's not that they don't love each other.

Even if only one of them loses patience with this marriage, they can file for divorce at any time. With the current laws of the alliance, this process can be carried out quickly.

But they all tacitly ignored this choice, and spent spring, summer, autumn and winter in such a way that they were awkward, resentful, and tortured each other.

*

"Shen Minghuan, how many times have I told you not to stay up late? If I catch you secretly playing with your computer in the middle of the night next time, I will... just..."

Shang Chi was so angry that he suddenly got stuck in the middle.

The two of them have passed the entrance exam and now live in the student dormitory of the First Army.

The First Army was very luxurious. The dormitories were in the form of small suites, with one person per room and four people per dormitory.

It's just that it's not the time for freshmen to enroll. All other dormitories are full, so Xie Xu has to free up another suite for the two of them.

"That's it?" Shen Minghuan blinked innocently and smiled evilly, "Brother?"

Shang Chi's reason completely disappeared with the word "brother", and his whole body seemed to be dizzy after drinking fake wine.

Although they treat each other as brothers, Shen Minghuan always calls him "Shang Chi, Shang Chi". Shang Chi always feels that Shen Minghuan does not really recognize this sworn relationship.

Later, when they arrived at the Emperor Star, Shang Chi no longer considered himself an elder brother. After all, he also had a bit of inferiority complex. Everyone knows that Shen Minghuan is outstanding, and he was able to join the First Army only because of this person's glory.

He thought that maybe he was not worthy of being Shen Minghuan's brother.

This "brother" sound was too lethal, and Shang Chi could no longer maintain his ferocious aura. He said in a stern tone: "Anyway, it's not allowed anyway, do you hear me?"

"I heard it." Shen Ming smiled brightly, "But I still dare."

Shang Chi was so angry with him, "I can't control you anymore. I'm going to tell the teacher."

"If the teacher finds out, he will definitely scold me." Shen Minghuan said confidently, "Brother, do you really want to say that?"

It's so strange, Shang Chi cursed in his heart. Shen Minghuan clearly didn't act pitiful, but he started to feel soft for no reason.

Shang Chi coughed dryly and said hesitantly: "Then, I won't do it next time."

Shen Minghuan smiled proudly.

"You." Shang Chi could only smile bitterly.

Those who think Shen Minghuan is well-behaved should really be allowed to take a look. This man is clearly a devil in the world. He seems to be born to look at others' choices. The more others don't have a bottom line for him, the more he dares to push his limits.

Very arrogant, but somehow very lovable.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot. Lu Zhiyi asked me to tell you that he went to retest his talent."

Shang Chi held up the optical computer to show Shen Minghuan the news, "Why did he make a special trip to tell you the results? And why didn't he tell you in person? It's not like he doesn't have your contact information."

Shen Minghuan said seriously, "Maybe it's because he admires you and likes you, and wants to create opportunities to communicate with you."

"You're talking nonsense again. Why does a future S-class warrior need to worship me?" Shang Chi said with envy written all over his face.

Lu Zhiyi had indeed reached the S-level threshold, which confirmed Shen Minghuan's guess.

It is currently generally believed that the level of mental power only represents the level of being able to control mechas, and has no other special form of expression. Without piloting a mecha, there is no difference between everyone.

This is true below S level, but there are some differences above S level, such as Lu Zhiyi's extraordinary premonition.

There are too few examples of alliances to study, and I have not thought of it before. After all, some outstanding generals throughout the ages have been able to predict the enemy's actions.

These predictions were very unreasonable. Maybe the enemy had an idea and changed their decision at the last moment. There was no logic, but they were able to guess it correctly, as if they had divine help.

Shen Minghuan dared to make the assertion because he knew the third example - Ms. Shao Kunli who tried her best to protect the original owner.

As we all know, mental power must be released through a certain medium, such as an optical brain or a mecha.

But when Shao Kunli and the original owner were sent to the star destroyer back then, they had nothing to wear, and even their brain was confiscated. What's more, the optical brain can only connect the spiritual body to the star network and cannot appear in reality.

S-level obviously cannot do this, otherwise Mo Hongxue would have discovered it long ago. So, what if Shao Kunli was more than S-level at that time?

S-level people have extremely keen perceptions and can vaguely perceive the context and direction of things. SS-level people should also have other abilities, right?

For example, to release mental power into the real world without the help of media?

Similar to a soul leaving the body?

Shen Minghuan can naturally do this, but he thinks that he is different and cannot be considered as a general example.

But if it was as he guessed, then Tang Chaoyan... would be a little too miserable.

Shen Minghuan shook his head secretly, no, he was the only one who could be so miserable.

He would have to be even worse than Tang Chaoyan.

"But you are very skilled." Shen Minghuan's thoughts were spinning, and he still talked to Shang Chi with a smile on his face, "When the Zerg are eliminated in the future, we will no longer need the mechas. By then, the level of mental power will not count. Strength is more important.”

Shang Chi was amused by this sentence, "How can it be so easy? Eliminate the Zerg... When will the Zerg be eliminated?"

Shen Minghuan smiled slightly and said softly: "Almost."

Shang Chi was slightly startled. At that moment, he suddenly felt that Shen Minghuan's words seemed to come from afar, with ethereal and boundless sadness.

He couldn't help but tremble, turned his head hastily, and saw Shen Minghuan still smiling proudly.

It was just an illusion.

Shang Chi breathed a sigh of relief.

*

The First Army campus is very empty these days.

The students had a collective holiday, and half of the teachers went to the front line for support. The remaining half had their application rejected by the alliance due to age restrictions, and they were in a bad mood and shut themselves up in their rooms.

Although they knew that Principal Xie Xu had brought back two students and made an exception to give them a set of examination papers at a non-enrollment time, the teachers were not interested.

It just so happened that Xie Xu had no time to perfunctory them.

He reported to the alliance and applied for an S-class mecha that was retired from the battlefield due to excessive damage, which was used for Shen Minghuan's training.

The First Army had mechas of all levels, and there was even an SS-class locked in the basement of the school history museum, but there was no S-class.

So when the front line was anxious and the alliance was in panic, this news was like a storm, instantly igniting the hope in everyone's hearts.

——A quasi-warrior who was S-class when he first awakened appeared in the alliance.

Although the equipment went wrong during the test at the age of fourteen, it is not too late now. He is only sixteen years old and has not wasted much time.

And it is said that he is a well-deserved super genius. Not only can he learn martial arts moves at a glance, but most importantly, he also has unique insights into war tactics.

A natural talent, a good candidate for commander.

In fact, if possible, Xie Xu did not want to announce it to the public. Although he only said that it was S-level, Xie Xu still felt that there was a risk.

But there was no way. Shen Minghuan needed to use mecha training. It was a waste of talent if he could not give him SS-level, and it would be a waste if he could not even give him S-level.

After the seven-day vacation, the campus was really lively.

A group of students began to wander outside the dormitory of Shen Minghuan and Shang Chi. They all came to see what the inheritor of ancient martial arts, the owner of S-level talent, and the future commander with keen vision looked like.

Although Shen Minghuan's 3D image has spread throughout the school forum, it is better to declare war in person.

Shen Minghuan has been sparring with others during this period.

Those who can be admitted to the First Army are all favored by heaven. How can they be willing to have their brilliance covered up? They only worship real strong people. Without seeing it with their own eyes, everything in reputation does not count.

Then they became Shen Minghuan's younger brothers.

To be precise, because Shen Minghuan was too young and looked even younger, they had to become his "big brothers".

"Little brother, sit here. I'll save a seat for you. Tell me about yesterday's trick after class?"

"Little brother, are you tired from walking from the dormitory? I brought you some water. Here, it's still warm."

"Little brother, have you finished your military theory homework? Can I copy it?"

This annoyed Shang Chi.

The most important thing for Shang Chi every day was to stop his brother's fanatical fans.

He was also a social expert. He might have some inferiority and cowardice at the beginning, but the brilliance of the students of the First Army had long been dissipated by their shameless "little brother" and "big brother".

"Minghuan, have you read the school forum? They all want you to be the commander-in-chief."

Shang Chi bravely led Shen Minghuan out of the encirclement and returned to the dormitory. He excitedly turned on the light computer, "It's worth it that you are so good to them and are willing to teach them everything."

Most of the teachers in the military academy went to the battlefield to support temporarily, and the teaching resources in the school were somewhat insufficient.

Xie Xu discussed with the principals of several major military academies and simply organized a military exercise with StarNet, throwing all these students in.

Now all the major military academies are competing for the position of the school's commander-in-chief. It's so ups and downs. The spectators of the entire StarNet are very happy to watch it, and even started betting.

The most intense one is the Alliance's Supreme Military Academy. A new commander can be selected every day, and then he is overthrown on the first day. No one in the Supreme Army, which is full of talents, will submit to anyone.

It was a bit unexpected that the First Army was peaceful. The interstellar netizens who were afraid of chaos in the world went to the school forum to stir up trouble. It was a pity that all the targets they instigated had been defeated by Shen Minghuan, and it was a battle without suspense.

It's okay that they can't compete in martial arts, they haven't won the sandbox simulation, and even the games on the StarNet have lost miserably.

The netizens who failed to stir up trouble were very disappointed, so they had to run to the forum of the Supreme Army again, shouting "Don't fight, don't fight", but in fact they wanted to "hit harder, harder".

Shen Minghuan looked at the voting result pinned on the forum and said modestly: "You are too flattering. I just entered the school. How can I bear such a great honor?"

Shang Chi was speechless, "Minghuan, don't act with me."

Shen Minghuan raised the corner of his mouth and snorted, "They have good vision."

"If they didn't choose you, would you listen to the commander-in-chief's command?" Shang Chi asked curiously.

Shen Minghuan sighed, "Then I have to usurp the throne first."

Shang Chi learned the word usurp the throne from history books. He thought about it and felt that this seemed to be something Shen Minghuan could do.

Shang Chi sighed: "If you were born in ancient times, you would either be a wise monarch or a treacherous minister."

*

The time on campus passed quickly, as if three days had passed in the midst of fighting and playing. The Supreme Army barely selected a commander-in-chief by the deadline.

The teachers did not interfere with this process.

After graduation, some of this batch of students are destined to become commanders and some to be commanded. Now this playful selection process is also accumulating reputation for future legion commanders.

It is always more convincing to select someone with your own conviction than to appoint one personally by the teacher.

However, the commanders selected in the past were all seniors. After all, they have studied for a few more years and are always better than those juniors who have only seen a few battlefields.

After the senior year, it is time to join the army. Their future position in the army can be roughly seen from the exercises.

Other schools were normal, except for the First Army, where Shen Minghuan suddenly appeared. Principal Xie Xu was both relieved and worried. He was proud of his students' excellence, but as a principal, the commander seedling he had chosen in the senior year would lose an opportunity to exercise and gain prestige.

"Being a teacher is a life of worrying, and it's not good for students to be too outstanding."

After the principal's speech, Xie Xu pointed at the masked boy standing in front of the First Army team, frowned and complained in a sad way.

The principal of the highest military academy, Xiang Wanqiu, was a kind-looking old lady. She was always gentle and amiable, and treated people in every way, but she didn't get along with Xie Xu. "I heard that Minghuan was brought here from Lanxing by you a month ago. So you didn't worry about anything."

"This child is good in everything, but he is not lucky. He happened to meet you and was coaxed into joining the First Army, which is not good at anything."

The principals of the two top military academies quarreled, and the principals of other military academies did not dare to participate. After all, they had no confidence to say that the other school was garbage.

Compared to the principals who only dared to watch the show cautiously, the spectators were very happy.

[The friendship between the two military academies is indeed "deep as the sea", I am so moved that I am about to cry. ]

[I testify that you are obviously crying with laughter! ]

[Stop fighting, stop fighting, the schools of the two principals are very good, don't fight for me anymore. ]

[Is the student upstairs the one that the two military academies can't get? I have heard of him for a long time. ]

This military exercise was jointly conducted by Star Network, so it was broadcast live to the outside world. In the era of universal soldiers, the simulated battles between military academies have a very high popularity, not to mention that the scale of this time is unusually large.

"Is Principal Xiang jealous? I can just go out and wait for talents, but then again, it's fortunate that I met him. Principal Xiang is old and dim, and maybe he can't even find the gold in front of you." Xie Xu retorted.

Xiang Wanqiu snorted coldly, "What should I be jealous of? Are you jealous that your school is forcing things to grow, only focusing on teaching and forgetting to educate people?"

If you don't hit someone in the face, you will lose half the happiness.

The two principals have been fighting for so long, and they know best how to hurt each other.

Sure enough, Xie Xu's face turned blue and black.

[What does Principal Xiang mean? Is there a class representative who can explain it? ]

[The person upstairs is very young, more than 10 years ago, Tang Chaoyan was a student of the First Army. ]

[At that time, Principal Xie was already the principal of the First Army, and it is said that Tang Chaoyan's mecha operation was taught by Principal Xie himself. ]

[Unlucky, I can see this disgusting name here. ]

[It's really unlucky. Principal Xie treated Tang the traitor very well when he was in school. It can only be said that some people's hearts are born black. When he rebelled, he didn't consider the impact on the First Army at all. ]

[I was blind to call him a marshal back then. The more I think about it, the angrier I get. I want to go and add bricks and tiles to his square again. ]

[Take me with you. ]