The night outside was quite beautiful.
At this moment, Lin Hao, drenched and sitting under a tree, looked up at the sky and thought to himself.
A thin cloth lay by his side. He pulled the cloth over and gently covered himself.
Fortunately, it was summer, so it wasn't very cold, and he didn't need a thick blanket.
This must be his first month in the military.
Every time he watched the soldiers, he wondered why they were more childish than him, a thirteen-year-old. They would either put insects on his bed or splash water on him while he was using the toilet.
Oh, today they had made some progress; they just didn't let him into the dormitory.
Each time, the squad leader saw them acting this way and didn't scold or punish them, seemingly tacitly approving their behavior. Perhaps this was a tradition for all new recruits.
He looked at the starry sky, extending his finger to meticulously sketch Fei'er's image.
He wondered if Fei'er would look for him, given that he hadn't gone to eat with her or tell her stories for so long.
As his eyelids grew heavier, he gradually drifted off to sleep.
"Lin Hao, don't think you can be late just because you're sleeping outside the training ground," a deep male voice boomed from above Lin Hao, who was asleep, hugging his blanket.
Alas, another new recruit being bullied.
But those people were going too far.
The young man glanced at Lin Hao, whose face was flushed, and felt a pang of annoyance.
He wondered if he had a fever.
Even though this person was specially looked after by Governor Zhao, he was still a child after all. He would have to tell those people later not to push things too far.
Lin Hao, who was dreaming of eating with Zhao Fei'er, opened his eyes with a look of impatience at the sound. When he saw the person above him, he slowly sat up and said to him, "It's not yet mealtime. Is it really okay for Instructor Su to disturb someone's dream like this?"
On his first day here, he had noticed that Su Xuan's gaze towards him was always a little off. However, after training with him for a few days, he had a general idea that Su Xuan was working for that old man.
Upon realizing this, Lin Hao didn't show much change. Let him monitor; being watched wouldn't cost him any flesh.
Su Xuan heard the child's mockery but showed no outward anger. He sheepishly told Lin Hao, "I was just afraid you'd be late."
Then, he quickly found an excuse and left.
Lin Hao glanced at the retreating figure and didn't give it another thought. What did it matter to him, as long as it didn't interfere with his plans or training?
Lin Hao put the thin blanket into his space. He had to admit, the space that old man gave him was quite useful.
It was just a bit stingy, not giving him a Star Net.
He was this old and still didn't have his own Star Net. Wouldn't that be a laughing matter if it got out?
Bored, Lin Hao walked to the mess hall. The desolate mess hall paired with the bland, watery food made him instantly feel that not eating was also a good option. He went to a window and casually grabbed a nutrient solution to drink.
Tsk, toothpaste-flavored nutrient solution. It was quite awful.
What followed were utterly uninspiring lessons. He had learned all these courses at the Zhao family's home, and the lessons there were even better than what these old men were teaching. However, he never voiced these complaints to anyone.
Mother Mary had told him that a person must know how to hide their talents, as no one would be wholeheartedly happy for you just because you possessed a certain skill.
Being a fool was also quite good.
"Next, let's find someone to demonstrate the assembly method of the High-Energy Gun. Hmm, how about student Lin Hao?"
Lin Hao, who had been diligently bowing his head at the back, instantly straightened up when his name was called. His eyes were filled with confusion as he looked at the male teacher on the podium. His gaze clearly conveyed, 'Teacher, what are you saying? Could you repeat that?'
"Go stand outside," Gao Ke said to Lin Hao, trying his best to control his expression and smiling as he saw those confused little eyes.
He had initially thought Lin Hao was a promising seedling, sent to the military so early. He hadn't expected him to be completely useless except for his high mental strength.
It was truly disappointing.
Lin Hao, who was sitting by the door, heard this and obediently walked out of the classroom.
Without any complaints.
He didn't have many other virtues, but he was obedient.
The afternoon was spent on posture training again. When would he get to start mecha training? He had stood in military posture for years and was tired of it.
He longed to own a mecha of his own.
Time flew by, and it was suddenly afternoon.
Someone informed them that the schedule had changed, and it was now the mecha course that Lin Hao had been yearning for.
Hearing about this change, Lin Hao walked to the mecha practical training grounds with a happy mood, only to be informed that everyone could operate a mecha except him.
The mecha instructor's reason was that he hadn't paid attention to the mecha operation procedures.
Upon hearing this news, Lin Hao's only thought was to punch his past conceited self.
Wuu wuu wuu, he wished he had listened to the lesson carefully.
"Lin Hao, are you not going to listen to the lesson from now on?" At this moment, a giant mecha suddenly stopped beside Lin Hao. It lowered its head, moved closer to Lin Hao, and mocked him in front of his eyes.
Lin Hao looked at the colossal creature that suddenly appeared before him. His eyes showed no fear, only envy. The all-black exterior exuded boldness and luxury, with a few red lines adorning the body.
This was simply his dream mecha!
He looked up at the mecha not far from him and said to the cockpit, "Zhao Feng, is this fun?"
When he heard that voice and its smug tone, he already knew who was inside the black mecha.
His cheap older brother.
Zhao Feng, seeing that Lin Hao had guessed his identity, stopped maintaining the mystery. He jumped out of the mecha and looked down at the now slightly taller young man. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
"Are you the teacher for this class?"
Lin Hao didn't share Zhao Feng's emotions. Zhao Feng was merely a cheap coach to him, and one who had run off midway through teaching. Truly irresponsible.
"Sort of. In a few days, we'll be going to attack the Zerg. Someone else will be leading this class."
Another period of silence ensued between them.
"Be safe."
"Mm."
More silence.
Sigh, this kid wasn't as fun as before. He was so dull now; he didn't know what had happened.
He used to find a small wooden sword and play with him. But now, besides these dry words, he wouldn't say anything else heartwarming.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving," Lin Hao said to Zhao Feng, seemingly unable to bear the strange atmosphere any longer. He then found a corner far from Zhao Feng and began to doodle circles.
Short Scene:
Zhao Feng: The little chick isn't talking to me anymore, what should I do? Waiting online, it's urgent.
Seeds: Let him pilot a mecha.
Zhao Feng: No knowledge reserve, cannot pilot a mecha.
Seeds: Exactly, I can't refute that.
Love you all~~~