MTL - Therapy Planet No. 13-Chapter 12 trainee

In the next second, Lu Yi turned around and pulled away from Angel's palm.

She turned around without any hesitation, without any hesitation, she opened the door with her backhand, not knowing whether she said it to Angel or to herself, "Go out."

The icy round hands soaked the scalding temperature in the palms thoroughly, Lu Yi twisted it, but did not twist.

She almost forgot just now that this door is controlled by the main console and cannot be opened from the inside.

When Lu Yi turned around, he met Angel's schadenfreude smile.

"how do you feel?"

Angel's voice was a little hoarse. When he woke up in the morning, he didn't even eat breakfast or drink saliva. It was strange that the cold wind had been blowing for so long just now that his vocal cords were not hoarse.

It's just that Lui couldn't help but feel that this sound was like the sound of bare feet stepping on gravel, next to the rolling white waves, and further away there was a blue sea. The roaring and undulating natural sound could not swallow up the feeling of the tip of the limbs rubbing against the gravel. The nerve endings from the tip of the toes trembled all the way to the tip of the heart.

"Click" sound.

The door that popped open in time saved Lui's life.

She stepped out of the small room decisively, feeling that staying with Angel for a second was a kind of torture to her.

Pharaoh is not outside.

However, this did not prevent Lui from finding the way with only one cabin starship exit.

Angel tiptoed behind her and walked all the way to the cabin door - the outdated cabin door had been opened, revealing a long passage outside.

Pharaoh stood by the door, whistled at them, pointed his thumb to the outside of the exit, and said without any image: "No, along this road, someone will pick you up. Good luck to you. ."

Then he threw Lui and Angel out of the starship almost like a duck.

The steps of the support frame for the lower feet were separated by a considerable distance. Angel's eyes were almost glued to Lui's straight back.

...In the end, Lu Yi picked up the other party's collar in time and took the person down with a blank expression.

This route is much shorter than the distance to board the ship.

Not long after Lu Yi put Angel down, he saw two "soldiers" in khaki "military uniforms" guarding the door.

Lu Yi frowned subconsciously.

Khaki-colored combat uniforms are not the mainstream of the current army. Now it is more about space mecha warfare, and most of them are the same color as the stars in the universe.

Even the ground team fighting on the planet... The planet with a green environment can only be regarded as a part of the mainstream.

Khaki military uniforms are also the choice of a small part of the Marine Corps in the ground corps... And the visible threads of this fabric all remind Lui that this is just an imitation sold in batches by civilian military archaeology enthusiasts at roadside stalls.

Or-

"Rubbish."

Angel followed in a low voice.

Louis had never agreed with Angel's words like this.

Uniforms that are too large, not a standard standing posture, and breathing too quickly—although it can be seen that the other party is trying to imitate the regular army, but the whole body reveals the foundation of the civilian army.

And this kind of attire is in stark contrast to someone like Lu Yi who is wearing a military uniform.

Overwhelming momentum comes with the standard pace of each step.

The other party obviously did not expect the two people who came this time to behave like this. They were stunned for a while before they recovered their voices. The tall and thin boy on the left stood up and tried to make his expression look like Strictly speaking, "The newcomer comes with me, and I will take you to the principal."

headmaster?

Is this a school?

Louie looked at the building generously.

Like a product of the Soviet era during the Cold War in the 19th century Earth Year.

The buildings are square and angular, the exposed reinforced concrete erects the old-fashioned factory-like structure straight in black, white and gray, and even a bit of the recently popular polymer material is not used - let alone such a thing as beauty.

Everything is based on "usable" as the basic standard, and it exudes complete inhumanity.

Even the prison that Lui stayed in before was more humane than this thing.

Compared with the previous cover at the transfer station, everything here seems so magnanimous.

Lui only counted three corners in his mind and was led to a door.

The boy who led the way seemed to be quite nervous, Lu Yi could clearly hear his racing heartbeat, his slightly trembling legs and clenched fists, a drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and fear radiated from every pore.

"Hey!"

Angel suddenly ran up to him, whispered in the boy's ear, and dutifully played the role of a curious child with her bewildering height, "Is there a monster sitting inside?"

"To shut up!"

The teenager gave her a stern look at her reflexively, "Don't talk!"

And Lu Yi didn't know why, so he pulled Angel away from the boy with great dissatisfaction, and lowered his voice, "You can be quiet for me."

"Yeah, you're jealous!" Angel whispered as if he had discovered a new continent.

"To shut up!"

Lu Yi and the boy spoke in unison, gnashing their teeth.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk".

The boy knocked on the door in front of him, his calf shaking even more.

"Please come in."

Unexpectedly, a very kind middle-aged male voice came from inside.

Lu Yi is not a person who likes to recall the past, but she had to remember the experience of being exiled to this broken place after she completed a secret mission before.

How similar this situation is!

She followed the boy and entered the room one after another with Angel, and glanced at the furnishings in the room - it was the most normal type of office design.

It's just the workmanship and materials, and even the person sitting in the high position is very different from the commander.

The man sitting on the office chair looked a little old, in his early 40s and 50s, his hair was dyed black that is unique to young people, he had small round eyes, and his face with Chinese characters was very important. of joy.

Her hair was neatly combed back, and she even had a thumb-length braid tied at the back of her head. She was wearing a knee-length white lab coat. After so many years, both medical staff and experimenters, out of convention, still Keep this "professional" look.

"Principal." The young man gave a military salute that was full of mistakes in Lu Yi's eyes, "I brought the newcomer."

"Okay, hard work."

The headmaster's eyes kept wandering from Lui and Angel, with fine lines at the corners of his eyes, looking very kind.

He held a finger-sized display in his hand, glanced down, and then looked up at Angel, "This is not a guest who came in through formal procedures..."

Angel raised a smile that he thought was well-behaved.

This expression of hers may be useful to others, but it seems so inhumane to the "Principal" who also looks smiling.

"My name is Qi Yong, and I'm the person in charge of this private college. You can call me Principal Qi or Principal Qi."

He reported his name, and without waiting for the two of them to answer, he squinted at the information on the screen, "...Well, this 'accidental' visitor, An Ran, right?"

This is the information that Pharaoh was responsible for collecting when Angel first fell, and it had been transmitted to Qi Yong through internal communication in advance.

"...Encountered the transition point turbulence...I'm sorry for what happened to you." Qi Yong nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to hold his glasses, "I can see that you really want to get out of here quickly."

Angel was silent.

If she could let her go, it wouldn't be the attitude she is now.

"But I'm sorry..."

really.

"We are a place with the highest level of security, unless it has undergone an internal ideological assessment, and ordinary people are not allowed to leave easily."

When Qi Yong said this, he could not feel a trace of regret in his tone.

"Thought... evaluation?" Angel tilted his head.

Unheard of.

"It's similar to our final exam here, so this... An Ran, I'm very sorry, you have no choice but to become a member here."

Qi Yong's tone was a little regretful, "Raj, you take this newcomer down for a basic admissions test. I want to talk to this ... Miss Lui alone."

There were too many unknown terms, and Angel didn't dare to move for a while, so he could only follow the boy named Raj out for a while, trying to figure out if he could get some words out of this young man.

The door was quickly closed.

Lu Yi leaned on his heels knowingly, and gave a standard military salute, "Soldier E79479 was ordered to be dispatched here by the commander, please instruct!"

Qi Yong stretched out his hand to indicate that Lu Yi didn't need to be so restrained, he touched a button on the screen to display Lu Yi's information on the white wall, "I've been trying to apply for the transfer of some regular troops, but it was rejected. Oh, I didn't expect it to be stuffed to me this time... Although there is only one, it's better than nothing."

"But I'm curious, why were you sent here?" Qi Yong pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "As far as I know, the government attaches great importance to the soldiers coming out of the military academy, and they are reluctant to go to me. Dispatched here."

Lui was silent.

The reason was too complicated and involved too many things, and she couldn't explain it for a while.

"But it doesn't matter, I'm not a very curious person." Qi Yong opened his arms with a smile, to be honest, he didn't have the temperament of a professional elite, more like an ordinary citizen, "Since you're here, remember One of the most important principles of this place is that no questions are welcome here—get it?"

"Yes!"

"Well... the decent army is different from what we have here." Qi Yong shrugged, opened the drawer and pulled out a pile of pieces of information, and after tossing and turning, he finally found a list of duty lists, "You just came here without a lot of things. Understand, report from the lowest-level instructor first, and let the people there lead you, and we will talk about it later."

Qi Yong said, pressing the communication button on the row of controllers on the table, ready to find someone to lead the way.

"Qi... Dean!"

Lu Yi subconsciously abandoned the title of principal. In the hearts of all military academies, the principal often refers to the unique person.

"When I came here, the hidden star map showed that this place is the planet number 13, but since the establishment of the Federation, the inhuman number number has been abandoned. I would like to ask what is this place...what?"

Lui has been concerned about this matter since he came here.

Not to mention that other secret missions would give her basic information, but this time there was nothing.

There was a sense of unease about the lack of information all over Lui.

The chief commander sent her to this place without a word of explanation. On the 13th, he heard that there was some kind of existence under the law, and if he asked others, he probably didn’t know anything. Lu Yi instinctively wanted to collect all relevant information.

...and that little bit of curiosity she's had since she was "sick".

"I understand why you were sent to me." At this time, Qi Yong saw the bottom line in Lu Yi's file, and said word by word, "Questioning the commander's order in person... This is a big taboo. ."

No, she didn't.

She just suddenly, questioned.

Or rather, ask questions.

She never thought of disobedience.

"Did you forget about Tie Ze here so soon?" Qi Yong's tone tightened, staring at Lu Yi with a smirk, repeating, "First, no questions are welcome here—any, any ."

"It seems that they don't want you to come here as an instructor."

Qi Yong closed the manual and made a crisp sound, "I want you to become a student here."

The author has something to say: I had a premonition that this article would be cold, but I didn't expect it to be cold from the starting line... [covering face]

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I miss the old self who didn't save the manuscript, even if it was the next day, and didn't have any burdens in my heart (x)