"What? You want the person?"

"Yeah, didn't we agree to this?"

At first, Weirbo didn't think much of Feng Yi. Realizing that he had struck gold, the dean instantly broke into a broad grin. The ownership of Feng Yi's files belonged to the Wind Thunder Military Academy and was indisputable. It was not something that could be snatched away. Why wouldn't he want someone offering to nurture talents for free?

The problem was that Grand belonged to the Solar System Military Department and was a confidant of General Greedy Wolf. Damn it, if he handed over Feng Yi today, what if they didn't return him tomorrow? Just one word from Greedy Wolf in the Solar System would support Grand's claims. Even as a dean, he had to give face. Where would he find Feng Yi if they ran away after that? However, if the person was in his hands, it wouldn't work like that.

Wind Thunder had been on a downhill path in recent years. Although Alpha respected martial arts, that didn't mean the people loved Mecha! Wind Thunder's gradual decline originated from this. For many years, they hadn't managed to produce such a talent. Zi Mou and Angelina were only half as talented. Unfortunately, Zi Mou was like this for generations, and studying at Wind Thunder was just a continuation of family tradition.

That little witch Angelina was mainly targeting the MII Intelligence Agency. In plain terms, she was just a spy. However, Feng Yi loved mecha and had superior innate abilities, so you couldn't let this person go.

"Life is a long road, and you have to eat a meal bite by bite. Everything should be done step by step in an orderly and gradual manner." The old dean said with a smile, his words filled with a sense of having seen through life. "This is a common problem. Colonel Grand, forcing results will only limit his growth, don't you agree?" As he spoke, Weirbo, with his kind eyebrows and pleasant eyes, nodded towards Feng Yi with a smile...

After much ado, this old guy was trying to go back on his word. "Dean, this isn't what we discussed before. You provide the professional training ground, and I am responsible for talent scouting and training. You just need to produce the talent, if you can't bring out the elite Red Cloaks, I lose. Why are you suddenly going back on your word?"

The dean acted as if he had forgotten: "Zi Mou, did I ever say that? Check the surveillance."

With a blush on her pretty face, Zi Mou could only mutter "I don't know" in a low voice.

"Angelina, did I say that?"

"Hehe..." Seeing her smile, Weirbo immediately regretted it, "You did, but I didn't hear it."

"You see, I said I didn't."

Grand's face turned cold, and he laughed ironically: "Old ghost, one should be trustworthy. You're lacking in integrity."

"Humph, what are you going to do about it? Are you trying to steal people from my military school because you are an ace?"

"Hey, the military district has assigned me, so I do have the authority to mobilize students."

"Even if the Solar System Military District says so, even if the President comes today, it won't work." Weirbo slammed the table and bluffed.

"Old ghost, if it weren't for your crappy interrogation device, would Feng Yi have suffered so much? It's great that this thing is broken."

"Screw it, it was your stupid idea in the first place."

An ace pilot and the dean of Wind Thunder Academy, at this moment they were nothing more than street hawkers haggling over the price. The two stuck to their guns, refusing to give in, their harsh language and sharp words making it a true war of words. This left the three people by the side watching in dumbfounded silence.

"Listen, I have my own goals for where I want to go."

Feng Yi's remarks suddenly froze the room's atmosphere. Only soldiers with absolute execution power are considered competent, but as for whether they are talented, that's another story. However, students with exceptional abilities like Feng Yi are coveted by every post. Just now, Feng Yi demonstrated an uncommon individual will and environmental awareness, and with his words, two people were left speechless.

After much negotiation, they decided to each step back and observe Feng Yi's special talents. The old dean did not hesitate, directly urging Zi Mou and Angelina to get in the car and go see for themselves. Maybe they might be inspired and strive for excellence, who knows?

However, the so-called versatility of Feng Yi was only relative and not absolute. There was no such thing as absolute in this world. He had read more related books and gradually explored so many aspects through daily practice and self-innovation. If you want him to command a battleship, or crack simple encrypted radio waves through a computer, sorry, Sir Feng, who doesn't understand any of it, can't do it. As for common sense questions, he was just a beginner at best.

Perhaps one day, he might become an outstanding commander, but the process of experiencing this stage is countless times tougher than fighting. There's an old saying that a soldier who doesn't want to become a general isn't a good soldier, and Feng Yi was just such a person.

The Wind Thunder Military Base was located on the outskirts of the campus. Unlike the main teaching building, this place was a military stronghold where the soldiers carried out their daily tasks.

On this sweltering summer day, the unique geographical environment of the Shadow District added a touch of coolness to the suburbs. Luckily, the military base was an enclosed indoor structure. Not only could outsiders not see inside, but it was even more heavenly inside... Within the military base were verdant lawns and even the four-dimensional imitation sky was resplendent, evoking memories of Earth's blue skies for Feng Yi.

The atmosphere now lacked the seriousness it had when they were in the teaching building. Along the way, the dean and Grand were incessantly squabbling... Inside the hovering car, Feng Yi could smell the enticing fragrance wafting in. For some reason, Angelina had become somewhat restless, curling a strand of hair around her finger as she secretly prodded Feng Yi. Her actions were flirtatious as if they were a couple.

Damn, just now during the interrogation, this woman had subjected him to harsh torture, and now she was trying to seduce him again. Feng Yi wasn't a fool. He sniffed and directly expressed his delight: "Wow, it smells so good!"

The dean and Grand's eyes simultaneously appeared in the rearview mirror. Seeing the situation, Angelina reluctantly retracted her delicate hand...

Meanwhile, Zi Mou sat silently by the side, fluttering her beautiful eyelashes, her thoughts unknown. The contrasting dynamic of these two beauties - one fiery and passionate, the other tranquil as a lake - was noticeable in the car.

Through the car window, rows of mobile soldiers were visible, their models all different, but all of them were main battle types. Countless armored vehicles flowed incessantly on either side of the avenue below... Suddenly, with a booming sound, a transport shuttle nearby slowly ascended, a burst of light from its tail as it quickly disappeared into the clear sky...

After some time, they finally arrived at their destination, a training field the size of several exhibition centers.

As expected of an ace pilot, Grand suddenly made a cool drift, causing the old dean to feel dizzy. Damn it, that bastard definitely did it on purpose.

As soon as he got out of the car, Feng Yi was hit by a strong smell of machine oil.

When passing armored jeeps saw Grand, the soldiers in the vehicles showed undisguised admiration. Some even saluted Grand directly, to which he responded with a nod.

Grand turned to Feng Yi and smiled faintly, "Young man, we've arrived."

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