She is on Fire at the Apex of Si Ye’s Heart

The admiral who was working on the warship pressed his eyebrows, glanced at the time above inadvertently, and looked absently at the contact page on the optical brain.

He should be eating at this point.

But as long as he wasn't there, that person definitely wouldn't be able to eat properly, thinking about that general, he had a headache, and regretted that he took Cang Fengyu with him when he should leave, so as not to be distracted and not want to work now.

Perhaps it was because of the admiral that there was very little movement from above and below the entire warship. At about the same time, a commander came over to hand over today's lunch.

Si Xing glanced at the nutrient supplement of unknown flavor, and let go of the fingers pinched between his brows: "Put it down, don't eat it yet."

It was normal for Si Xing not to eat. Everyone in the military knew that the general of the Lie Lie Corps was a workaholic. The commander put down his lunch, saluted respectfully and left.

There is some sigh in my heart.

If the general doesn't eat or drink like this, don't ruin his stomach. I don't know when there will be a wife who will take care of the general's habit of not eating on time.

Cang Fengyu packed up the lunch box after eating, and planned to wash it clean before returning it to him. After smelling the smell of the food, the people sitting on the suspension car felt relieved for some reason, and secretly wanted to wait until they returned to the academy. Must have a good meal.

After taking a few sips of the hot tea in the thermos, his body felt much warmer, Cang Fengyu leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

On the other hand, upon hearing the news that Deputy Director Bai and the others were coming back, the entire college, no matter what department it was in, became excited.

I even think it should be celebrated.

Rarely did the students of various departments not go to practice, but took the time to wait for them to come back. Several rest areas were set up next to them, with a lot of food and water, waiting for them to come back.

"Are you here? Why haven't you come yet?"

Some people looked around eagerly, but they didn't see the hovering vehicle belonging to their academy on it.

"It's not unknown how far the competition hall is from our star field, and the hover car is not a starship, so how fast it can be."

"Strongly urge the academy to buy more starships. We are the number one in the academy, so we should be worthy of our status!"

"The class led by Teacher Cang was too much for our college. At first, I thought that Teacher Cang's spiritual power was only C-level. Now thinking about it, it's ridiculous."

"...Don't tell me, I thought that Tutor Cang only had C-level mental strength. Who knew he was so strong. No wonder he can teach so many powerful students. I'm envious when I look at it."

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Someone looked at the other side with strange eyes, and said, "The class led by Instructor Cang is so strong, and you still want to make enemies with Class E. I don't know what to think."

The "you" in his mouth refers to the freshmen of Class A this year, because this sentence made many people look over there, and there were a lot of emotional changes in their eyes.

Those students in class A wanted to find a hole to get in. The people who hated class E at the beginning were S-level geniuses, and it wasn't them. They were just brought to hate.

Now I also feel that what kind of shit did I do back then, it’s okay to provoke those people from Class E, why not practice quietly, and I have to provoke some Class E.

Now they are the main contributors to winning the top spot in the competition. Compared with them, it is simply a world of difference.

Inexplicably sour.

I don't know what I thought when I was choosing a tutor before. I had to go to Class A. If they were in Class E now, would they be the same as those in Class E?

It inadvertently made them yearn for it, but the reality turned out to be cruel, and the students in Class A looked sad.

Among the crowd, someone hesitated and said in a low voice: "I have already submitted an application to the tutor to go to Class E, and I don't know if I can agree."

The eyes of the students in Class A are slightly brighter. If they apply to transfer classes now, will they reverse the situation?

A girl was embarrassed to interrupt their thoughts, but she still said weakly: "I think it's better to forget it, the relationship between our class and E class is so bad, even if you apply for a transfer, you may not be able to apply."

"..."

The students in Class A fell silent.

Other people nearby were discussing about what happened after Cang Feng Yu came to the academy, one by one, some people were talking about the kill list, and some were talking about how could Tutor Cang's spiritual power be apart from the C-level that came out? I don't know his true spiritual power level.

They seem to find that they really don't know the true mental power level of that mentor!

As for the C-level mental power that came from the hospital, everyone scoffed at it. Who would believe it now? !

Does anyone really think that a star with C-level spiritual power can win a star with S-level spiritual power?

Even if it is a leapfrog battle, it is absolutely impossible to win the S-level spiritual power by crossing three major levels!

Someone in the crowd looked up at the sky and muttered in a low voice, "When will they come back?"

The crowd waited.

Unexpectedly, the instructors from the academy also came, and there were a few elderly people who seemed to be of high moral standing with them.

Isn't that the vice president of the college!

Some people suppressed their surprise in their hearts, and after a few glances, they quickly turned their eyes back, thinking uneasy in their hearts, couldn't they also come to welcome them back?

In the gambling hall, the idle old man came back from wandering around his vegetable garden for a few times, when the apprentices below came to look for him, he suddenly became a little more aware, walked over and asked in a deep voice: "Have they passed? "

The apprentice who came to report the letter replied truthfully: "Those few have passed away, the owner of the museum should go and have a look."

The curator frowned, the last look of satisfaction on his face disappeared, he went directly to the room with a sullen face, changed his clothes, and rushed over with the young people beside him non-stop.

Before the young man left, he didn't forget to take a fan and put it on his body, so that the owner of the hall would not be stunned by the torment again.

Because the dean and mentor came over, even the chattering sound in the surroundings almost disappeared, and those students couldn't help but hold their breath waiting for Deputy Director Bai and the others to come back.

When they saw it, their eyes lit up instantly, and someone blurted out happily: "Look! They're back!"

Everyone hurriedly looked up.

Aren't the suspension vehicles flying over one after another the vehicles of their academy?

The vehicles are suspended in mid-air in an orderly manner, and the next one will land after the last one stops at a fixed position.

The eyes of everyone who had been waiting for a long time were brightened, and their eyes were hotter than ever, and they didn't know when the tense atmosphere came.

Everyone in the suspension car has woken up one after another. Seeing that they have reached the gate of their own college, they quickly cheered up and got up from their seats.

Look along the window.

I saw a lot of people around.