Just as everyone was preparing to go back, Huo Chu walked to a corner, opened several boxes, which were full of food and insulated containers.
“Eat first, then go back,” Huo Chu said to the military academy students. “You have free time tonight; you can go to the simulation pod.”
Still going to the simulator, all they want to do now is go back and get some sleep.
While everyone was eating, Xiao Eli secretly turned on his camera and took pictures of their disheveled appearance. Anyone with long hair was blown about by the wind.
Xiao Eli made sure to specifically take pictures of Damocles Military Academy from various angles, but he didn’t dare let Wei San and her cunning friends find out, otherwise he would be extorted for money again.
He’ll secretly spread it on the forum later. Xiao Eli has even thought of a name for it: “Let’s expose the ugly photos of students from various military academies!”
“What are you filming?” A clear, melodious voice suddenly rang out from behind.
Xiao Eli was startled and turned around to see Ying Xingjue.
“Mind your own business.” Xiao Eli raised his head, indicating his defiance of authority.
Ying Xingjue’s gaze lingered on him for only a moment before he said to Wei San, “He’s secretly taking pictures of you.”
Xiao Eli: “?!”
The commander-in-chief of the Imperial Military Academy actually complained to other military academies? Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!
“Don’t talk nonsense! I was just taking pictures of our team members.” In a moment of desperation, Xiao Eli had a flash of inspiration and publicly enlarged the unflattering photos he had just taken of Samuel’s team members.
Gao Xuelin, whose eyes and mouth were distorted in the photo, stopped eating. Jill Wood, who was scratching her head with a ferocious expression in the photo, also put down her bread and stared blankly at Xiao Eli.
Xiao Eli said matter-of-factly, “Who would want to film people from Damocles Military Academy?” They’re teammates anyway, and we’ll be working together in the future; they won’t really attack me.
Wei San and his gang are ruthless and might sabotage him behind his back. It’s better to offend his teammates.
Wei San and Jin Ke exchanged glances. Oh well, the IQ Basin lives up to its name.
Seeing that they weren’t going to pursue the matter, Xiao Eli became even more aggressive, directly targeting Ying Xingjue: “You’re already suspended, why are you meddling in other people’s business?”
As soon as he spoke, Huo Jian and Ji Chuyu, who were sitting against the wall, immediately stood up and stared at him.
Xiao Eli, head held high, said, “You want to fight?”
“Enough,” Xi Wutong snapped, stopping Xiao Eli’s provocative behavior. “Behave yourself.”
Xiao Eli pursed his lips and ultimately decided not to cause any more trouble.
……
The training materials for the day were displayed on the wall, but in the evening, Wei San and the others finally decided to train in the simulator.
Not only them, but people from other military academies also seemed to be holding their breath and went to the simulation cabin building.
The simulation pods were grouped together, with three pods side by side, and a commander and mecha engineer watching over them.
This is actually the mainstream model for simulation cabins nowadays, where soldiers train while commanders and mech engineers observe the data. Unlike on Guyu Star, where everyone is in a single room.
“What does it mean that Ying Xingjue has been staying at the training ground all day?” Huo Xuanshan asked as they entered the room.
“He’s observing us.” Jin Ke stood in the simulator and began adjusting the data. “He doesn’t participate in the competition, but he can watch. However, Ying Xingjue must not participate in simulator training like this.”
“Which military academy is in the simulation pod next door?” Wei San suddenly asked.
“They’re from the Imperial Military Academy,” Jin Ke said after thinking for a moment.
They were in the innermost room, with only one neighbor.
Wei San walked to the other side of the wall and knocked, but there was no response. She turned her head and looked at Ying Chenghe: “How about we make a hole here?”
Several people: “?”
“It’s a good opportunity to chat with them,” Wei San said, knocking on the wall again.
“Make the hole, but don’t let the people outside find out,” Jin Ke said, pulling up a chair and sitting down, then taking out a signal jammer and placing it beside him.
Liao Runing looked at Wei San, then at Jin Ke: “No, why are we opening a hole for no reason? Is there something wrong with our comms?”
“It’s more intimate to talk face-to-face,” Wei San muttered to herself.
