I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 686: Who do I look down on

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As we all know, Star 7 has accumulated more than 80 educational resources in the entire Sun 3 system.

At the same time, the Lieyang 3 galaxy is the one with the highest level of scientific research and education, and the strongest comprehensive strength among the countless human hidden bases around the Genting star field.

Therefore, the qualifying competition within the First Pioneer Academy was originally the selection of the No. 7 star seed team in a certain sense, and it may also be regarded as a half-seeded selection competition in the Genting Star Region.

The direct competitors of the Flying Tigers have more than 800 junior classes with a total of more than 25,000 students.

Most of these classes focus on participation and pursue various professional classes that "friendship first, competition second". The significance of participating in this competition is to experience war.

Under normal circumstances, humans do not need talented people in other fields of expertise to work part-time in the military.

One, it's a waste of talent. Second, professional soldiers, especially combat posts, have extremely high requirements for personnel quality. Ordinary people are incompetent.

As for the "crooked melons and cracked dates" in Zheng Feng's Flying Tigers class, they actually stand out among the ordinary people.

Little Flying Tigers will be eliminated in the original class and fall into the dust, just because the competitors around them are too strong.

In all, there are two hundred battle sequence classes that would pose a direct threat to the Flying Tigers.

Ding Hu walked around in the office of the teaching and research group with a little restlessness, and sparks were almost rubbing against the ground.

From time to time he turned his head to look at the projection on the wall of the office and scratched his scalp from time to time.

I can't really blame him for losing his temper.

Ding Hu knows how much effort the Flying Tigers have put in these three days, and he has also gained a lot, but he can't control his anxiety, just like an old father who wants to marry his daughter in ancient times.

"Senior Ding, don't dangle like this. Your anxiety doesn't change the result."

A female teacher in the same office persuaded with a smile.

Ding Hu shyly sat down, "I know, it's just that I can't manage myself. I'm sorry."

"Senior Ding, you are now in charge of the entire armored combatant teaching subject. You are too fond of one over the other."

"Yes, Section Chief Ding, you see that the class we are in charge of has also participated in the competition, but none of them are as excited as you. This is not the first time for the whole army competition. The content of the assessment is very comprehensive. Basically, Before the game even started, it was doomed."

"So calm down, let's take a look at the simulation results given by the main brain. Basically, it's not far from ten."

Everyone in the office said something to me. Although you didn't mean to run on Ding Hu, Brother Hu was still a little ashamed.

As a spiritual boy from a distant primordial galaxy, the solar system, I have accidentally acted a little like a country bumpkin.

But he quickly adjusted back to his state, only blaming his inability to be brought into the ditch by Zheng Feng, and the seal of the fate pact was shaken.

To clear up his mood, Ding Hu also looked at the projection on the wall of the office with all his attention.

At this time, countless codes representing different teams are alternately changing in the synchronous simulation operation.

Before each Empire-wide match, Stars of the Mastermind will conduct a rehearsal of all participating teams based on the vast data collected in advance.

This can give commanders at all levels who are watching the competition process and preparing to select new recruits a reference in advance, determine their needs in advance according to their own army establishment, level and key manpower gap, and then follow the simulation results provided by Fanxing Take targeted, focused observations to see if the talented new recruits can develop good chemistry with their existing soldiers.

It can be roughly understood in this way. The elite troops in the military can target those elite classes or talented young girls with high ratings by Fanxing. Ordinary special operations troops know that they can't compete with the elite troops. Sub-level, but also outstanding, worthy of training the little guy.

Even, in the middle class of the elementary grades, the army will contact the school in advance to intervene in the teaching project remotely, and develop the specific abilities of the little guy in certain aspects in advance.

After about thirty seconds, the list on the projection screen stopped changing, indicating that the simulation of the stars was over.

The teachers began to comment on the list with great interest.

Anyone who finds that the excellent class in charge of the work of the head teacher is among the best, it is naturally bright on the face.

Ding Hu looked at it for a moment, and a big stone fell in his heart.

Although the Flying Tigers failed to rank in the top ten, they were barely in the tail of the 20 qualifying places in the primary stage of the First Pioneer Academy.

Well, it's number 19.

Brother Hu had a fatherly smile on his face.

Stable.

"Hey! Flying Tigers!"

The crowd suddenly exclaimed.

"The Flying Tigers are Zheng Feng's class, right? This is too exaggerated. How can this be in the top 19?"

"There must be something wrong with the calculation? Is there a problem with the parameter input?"

"I'll take a look."

"No problem, that's weird."

Sounds of surprise sounded again and again in the office.

Ding Hu doesn't like thieves.

But he can't say anything. After all, Zheng Feng's training status seems to be quite confidential, and others are not qualified to check it.

These people also think that Ding Hu's new edition of the textbooks is due to Ding Hu's own work, and they don't quite know that Zheng Feng has made great efforts in it.

Although Brother Hu was upset at this time, he could only hum in his heart.

Bah! A group of short-sighted people who look down on people.

At this time, the oldest old man stood in the corner of the crowd.

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The old man leaned over to Ding Hu like a thief, and poked Ding Hu lightly with his elbow, "Don't worry about their nonsense. They don't know anything."

Ding Hu looked at the old man with stunned expression, "Uh, yes. Senior is right. Thank you, senior."

This old senior only transferred to the armored teaching department last year, and he didn't pick up any specific class. He usually wandered around in the office, surfed the Internet, and from time to time helped other young and middle-aged instructors deal with intractable diseases.

It is said that the old man is the second generation member of the Unknown Fleet. He was also a very fierce warrior when he was young~IndoMTL.com~ Now that he is old and retired, he entered the First Pioneer Academy to take up a teaching job and give full play to his residual energy.

Previously, the old man was in a very mysterious department, and he only retired to the regular teaching department last year.

Brother Hu, I don't know, the old man is one of the members of the Sage Project working group in the academy whose mentality was destroyed by Zheng Feng.

But the old man also made a mistake. He thought that Ding Hu had also entered the sage's plan. Seeing that others looked down on the reincarnation of the sage, he thought that he and Ding Hu could have something in common, so he came up and said one more sentence.

Fortunately, the old man received very professional confidentiality training and did not reveal the important secrets of the sage's plan in front of Ding Hu.

"Senior Ding, what do you think of Zheng Feng's Flying Tigers ranking so high?"

The female teacher who had spoken earlier stretched her neck and laughed cheerfully at Ding Hu, who was standing behind the crowd.

Ding Hu rolled his eyes, "What is Zheng Feng's Flying Tigers team, it's my Flying Tigers team! Give me some face, don't care whether it succeeds or not, since the main brain has commented this way, let's just believe it, ahem. "

Everyone covered their mouths and laughed again, tacitly knowing.

While we were chatting, the projection screen finally turned again.

The 40 teams, including the Flying Tigers, were the first-round participating teams and had been put into the first-round arena by physical simulation equipment.

This grouping mode is very scientific, not purely random, but preliminarily screened according to different strength ratings.

In this big battlefield, 36 of the 40 teams will be eliminated, and the remaining 4 will enter the next round.

"Hey! This is fun, this is the chicken-eating mode that tests the overall strength of the special forces team!"

That's what someone at the front of the crowd said.

Ding Hu frowned.

Damn it! Zheng Feng did not take the Flying Tigers to practice the chicken-eating mode of picking up junk and assembling equipment.