MTL - Survivor 01 [Unlimited]-Chapter 56 Lu Zhancheng-[04]

"I seem to have heard of this kind of amnesia." Ren Huayan said thoughtfully:

"Did he get hurt? Or did something bad happen, so that memory was automatically erased?"

"I don't know." Ye Fei shrugged:

"I only know that in 3058, Lu Zhancheng broke into the fifth training camp of Yunhe. No one knew his origin. He was supposed to be kicked out, but at that time, there was a famous teaching and research department. The teacher kept him in his team."

Ye Fei paused, and added:

"Of course, it wasn't me. This time I was the one who snatched it before the teacher opened his mouth. Then... the teacher who was going to leave Lu Zhancheng back then was very capable, and his resources were also good. Lu Zhancheng grew rapidly in his team, and finally We won the league title together with our teammates."

"Isn't that great? What does this have to do with Lu Zhancheng's amnesia?"

Zhou Zhengning asked.

"Of course it has something to do with it. After taking the first place, there was a small change in the fifth training camp. It's not a good thing anyway. Anyway, in the end, when Lu Zhancheng was sent to me, he didn't remember anything."

Ye Fei yawned.

"So what happened?"

Qin Jing was impatient and anxious to hear.

As a result, she saw the thing in front of her speak slowly:

"forget."

"?" Qin Jing wanted to punch his head flat.

"In short, these are problems that need to be faced in the future. The most important thing for us now is to understand the game mechanism. Come, come, listen to the class."

Ye Fei knocked on the table and waited for the children to enter the state. He briefly introduced:

"This training camp plus the competition will last half a month. Among them, the first ten days are the training period. In the training camp, teachers will come to understand your abilities, customize the most suitable development direction for you, and carry out intensive training. The next five days are competitions. The preliminary rounds are not too difficult, and there is no need to fight. Among them, eight teaching and research teams will be selected to enter the semi-finals, which is Xiao Gao's favorite fight. Let me think about it... The teaching and research teams for the semi-finals are in groups of one to four people , we are just enough. Wait until we defeat the seven small teams in the rematch, win the championship, clear the game, perfect."

"So the days to come will be studying for exams? It's so boring, why is it the same as going to school?"

Qin Jing frowned irritably.

"Don't say that, we call it self-improvement."

Ye Fei patted her on the shoulder.

"Promote a fart, can you jump directly to the competition, I will fight four of them."

Miss Gao is very confident in her abilities.

Teacher Ye has a different opinion from her:

"Good Xiao Gao, I admit that you are strong, but your personal combat power is always limited. In the face of a four-person team that cooperates tacitly, unless you have the crushing strength of Xiao Snake, otherwise, the only thing waiting for you is failure. So, the team is very good. It's important, since we are a small team, it should also make you familiar with the feeling of having teammates to cooperate, right pudding, right sister."

The other two obedient children nodded.

It was Qin Jing who frowned when she heard someone's name.

"No, why did you mention Jian Lingxi all of a sudden? You're so weird."

Qin Jing looked at Ye Fei with a strange expression.

"?" Ye Fei felt that she was even more strange:

"Let me just give you an example, why can't I mention him?"

There was an eerie silence for a moment.

Qin Jing didn't know how to explain it to him, she skipped this topic by herself, and continued what she said just now:

"You listened to what you said, and you left yourself out again. I am really convinced, just cooperate with the three of them or not with you?"

Ye Fei gave a thumbs up:

"I'm sorry, but I'm the teacher, the man standing behind you, and it's the best cooperation for you to listen to me."

Qin Jing couldn't stand this guy and rolled her eyes.

She pulled Ren Huayan's wrist:

"Go, sister, go to bed, don't talk to Ye, Jiangzhi."

The day after entering the training camp is the day when the training officially begins.

Early in the morning, Hu Fat gathered all the people from the major teaching and research departments in the square, preparing to allocate venues and teachers.

As the saying goes, if there is no comparison, there will be no harm. At this time, the gap between the Miracle Teaching and Research Department and other companies will really be reflected.

Ye Fei stood in front of her family's team, looked at other houses, and then at her own.

Everyone wears uniforms, and the family has at least two teachers. The students behind them all start at the beginning of ten. They line up in a line, which is neat and beautiful.

There are five people in my house... plus the teacher. The teacher looks dejected, and the four students are also standing scattered and out of shape.

Some people glanced at them from time to time, and some laughed and joked:

"Hey, Mrs. Ye, you don't even give the kids uniforms this year? No, why is there a kid in your team? You didn't make up the numbers like this, did you? Speaking of which, you picked up that boy yesterday. Are you so short of people?"

Ye Fei was not angry at being hurt so clearly.

He waved his hand:

"Oh, it doesn't matter whether you can get the ranking or not, as long as you have fun, it's the right to be a summer camp, of course I can't compare with you."

"Didn't you swear yesterday that you would take the first place?"

The teacher gave him a suspicious look.

This time Ye Fei hadn't opened his mouth yet, someone beside him said:

"The bottom one is also the first. If you count it like this, doesn't Mr. Ye win the championship every year?"

As soon as the voice came out, everyone around burst into laughter.

This A-level game is really tricky enough, even if the resources are given to the worst, NPCs will still play with mentality.

But it didn't work for Ye Fei, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and even laughed a couple of times.

Fortunately, the gang of damaged goods didn't laugh for a long time. Soon, Hu Fatty, the person in charge of the training camp, led four middle-aged people to stand in front of the square.

Those are the specially hired coaches of the training camp. They are all from the Ability Task Force. They are very strong and good at tapping the students' ability potential. good strength.

only…

Ye Fei counted several times, and there were indeed only four teachers.

The trainees of the training camp are already assigned classes when they enter, from A to E.

Now four teachers lead four classes of ABCD, Ye Fei is thinking whether things will be as he thought.

Sure enough, after a brief introduction, the four teachers went to the class they led, but Ye Fei was the only one who was never patronized.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked Fatty Hu:

"Mr. Hu, there is no coach in charge of Class E, right?"

Fatty Hu's smile looked a little embarrassed.

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his sweat, his tone a bit embarrassed:

"That's right, Mrs. Ye, as you know, we only have four classes in previous years. This year's E class is really added temporarily, or... Coach Zhang, there are only four people in their E class, or you can bring E class together ?”

The man called Coach Zhang was a strong man with beards, and he glanced at Ye Fei with some sarcasm in his eyes:

"Why do you bring it to the make-up class that is destined to be at the bottom? I am teaching students, not a nursery school. I don't want to waste time doing that thankless job."

"Grass, who the **** are you looking down on?!"

Qin Jing was not a good-tempered person in the first place, she had endured it for a long time since just now, when she heard this, Qin Jing gritted her teeth and wanted to hit him, but Ye Fei grabbed her wrist.

He gave Qin Jing a look, signaling her not to be impulsive.

In fact, this matter was also within his expectation. Ever since Hu Fatty said that they had "single classes", Ye Fei had expected this situation.

He didn't have much expectation in the first place, and he didn't feel anything in his heart at this moment. He just asked:

"It's okay not to assign us a coach, but can you give us a training venue?"

Hu Fatty was already ready to start a fight. Hearing this, he nodded quickly:

"Yes, yes, there are plenty of training grounds, come with me."

The coaches left with their respective classes, leaving only five people from the Miracle Teaching and Research Department in the square.

Hu Fat took them to the training ground, how should I put it, as expected of E, the dormitory lived in a warehouse, there was no coach for training, and even the training ground was assigned to the most remote area.

Their training ground is on the south side of the training camp. It is a small barren **** next to the woods. It cannot be called a "training ground", but an open space set aside for them to play.

Five people sat on the ground in a circle, looking at each other silently.

Zhou Zhengning sighed;

"It feels like we've been targeted. Why does this school treat us differently? It's so frustrating."

"Normally, Class A was last year's champion teaching and research group. They have a good source of students, and they are also the seed team for this year's champion. Naturally, the resources of the training camp will be tilted towards them. As for us, we are the first place to run with borders, and people don't want to talk to us It also makes sense."

Ye Fei didn't take it seriously, and patted Zhou Zhengning's shoulder comfortingly;

"Besides, this is an A-level game after all. It would be strange to give us the best coach and the best environment so that we can win the championship smoothly. Be normal, be normal, except us are all mindless NPCs, Why are you angry with them?"

Qin Jing glanced at him, pouted:

"As long as you are magnanimous and have a good attitude, you won't fight back when you are pointed at your nose and ridiculed like that."

"Good little Gao, is it useful to talk?"

Ye Fei chuckled lightly:

"It's a waste of time to talk fast. If you annoy the coach and then disqualify us from the competition, we have to finish the game. Remember, the best thing is not to win a fight, but to win a fight. When everyone looks down on you, slap them in the face with strength."

Ye Fei patted Qin Jing on the shoulder:

"Wait until you show off your skills and look at the expressions of those who look down on you. I believe you will like that feeling very much."

When Ye Fei said this, she had a faint smile and a bit of publicity in her eyes.

The feeling he gives is hard to describe, strong, confident, calm, those temperaments are mixed together, people can't help but want to give all their trust to him.

Qin Jing looked at him, his eyes moved slightly.

For a moment, she looked away stiffly, her tone softened, and her voice lowered:

"To put it nicely, the task requires us to win the championship, but the coach doesn't even give us points, and we are asked to be self-taught? I don't care. Look at the other three around you, which one seems to be able to fight. No need to find someone to practice practice?"

Qin Jing was in a bad mood, so she casually complained, but after she finished speaking, someone was not happy:

"Hey, hey, no coach? Find someone to practice? You're disrespecting me a bit by saying that."

Ye Fei stood up from the ground:

"Miss Gao, who do you think came up with the concept of developing the potential of supernatural powers? I won't introduce the useless name. In short, Xia Yefei, a special consultant of the K country supernatural task force, is the first generation of S-level superpowers. One of them, the chief lecturer of the supernatural discipline of Baita Central College, and the lifelong honorary president of the Doctors Association."

Ye Fei's words and tone were very arrogant, but every word he said was indeed true.

"Please, who can understand abilities better than me?"

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