The strongest talent

At 8:30 a.m. in the year 2116 of the Gregorian calendar, two Eagle-shaped transport planes departed from the actual combat training ground in the southern half of Kyoto Academy and flew to the training destination—the Sula Desert in northwest Asia.

Before the Cataclysm, the Asura Desert was originally a fertile grassland. After thirty years of the Cataclysm, it has become a vast and uninhabited desert. The total area is equivalent to an intermediate province in China, with many small oases scattered here and there. , and mutant beasts rely on oasis water sources to spread. The larger the oasis, the stronger the mutant beasts living there tend to be.

On the No. 1 fighter plane, students from class A1 were sitting in the front cabin, while nine students from class S1 were on the opposite side - one missing person was Qi Dongyang, who was also a student from class S1. He seemed to be delayed and did not take the plane.

Yuan Qing and Zhou Yuan stood side by side, and their eyes occasionally fell on a thin student across from him - no one specifically explained, but Yuan Qing guessed his identity instantly - the leader of Group 1 of Class S1, Little Ghost Ape!

He is not tall, with dark and fluffy hair. He is about 1.75 meters tall. His skin is sallow and he looks thin and weak, but his eyes are surprisingly bright. The joints of his hands are slightly more protruding than normal people. He is wearing very ordinary student clothes. After boarding the fighter plane, he kept looking down at his toes, occasionally crossing his hands and frowning, wondering what he was thinking.

"Brother Yuan!" Next to Yuan Qing, Li Jinming was full of interest. He glanced at Vice President Chen at the front of the cabin and whispered: "Is our goal this time to take first place in Group A? The previous dangerous zones After training, the top three Class A teams with total points will be rewarded very generously, including SS-level weapons and cheats, it’s no big deal!”

Yuan Qing frowned, and just as he was about to speak, all the other students in Class A1 came over, chattering: "Yes, yes, with Brother Yuan leading the team, we will definitely take first place in Group A. Brother Zhou, do your best too." , you can’t run second in Group A!”

"Wait a minute." Yuan Qing pressed his hands down to signal the students to be quiet, and raised his eyebrows and said: "First place in Group A? Do you mean that the experience points should also be divided into groups?"

In front of Yuan Qing, the fat man Huang Dongdong scratched his head and smiled: "Hey, Brother Yuan, you must only focus on practicing and not understand these things. In the past, the rewards for the top three in Group A and the top three in Group S were different every time. Of course, Class S is more generous, and the first place in total points is also Class S."

Speaking of this, Huang Dongdong lowered his voice: "Since Xiao Guiyuan went to Class S1, he has ranked first in total points for two consecutive years. He is not good at it."

"That's it." Yuan Qing thought for a while and suddenly raised his head: "Vice President Chen, can I ask a question?"

Vice President Chen sat in the luxurious seat and took a puff of his animal tooth pipe with a smile: "It's Assistant Professor Yuan. If you have any questions, just ask. If you want to withdraw from the training now, I will approve it immediately. It's just a small matter. , easy to discuss.”

The entire fighter plane burst into laughter. The 149 students and fighter pilots all knew that Vice President Chen was joking and adjusted the atmosphere to make everyone less nervous.

"This smiling tiger is not joking. He wishes I could quit the training." Yuan Qing secretly cursed and asked seriously: "Vice President Chen, I heard that in previous trainings, Class S ranked first in total points. If this year If the experience falls in Class A, will the final reward be the same as Class S?"

After Yuan Qing finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the fighter plane - Assistant Professor Yuan, was this a joke? Kyoto Academy's class placement was not entirely based on family background. When the classes were first divided, the most qualified people basically went there. Of course, Class S is also very small in number, and there are only six classes for the three major professions of elementalist, spiritual warrior, and fighter.

Strong qualifications, powerful family backgrounds, favorable teaching resources, and high remuneration - it can almost be said that at least 60% of the top geniuses of China's young generation are in Class S. It is simply impossible for students in Class A to take first place in total points!

"Assistant Yuan, you are very ambitious." The leader of the S2 class is a fourth-level peak spiritual warrior named Su Yanhan, who is about eighteen or nineteen years old. He has an alloy spear standing next to him and smiles: "We in Class S have all heard that you personally taught spinning skills and taught the losers in Class A1 to be less useless. We have long wanted to learn from you. We are all spiritual warriors. They are not convinced, and we know it in our hearts. This experience is just a good opportunity, let’s talk based on points and compete well.”

The students in Class A1 were filled with anger. They couldn't help but curse, but were suppressed by Yuan Qing and Zhou Yuan. All the students in Class S2 and Class 3 laughed, and the sarcasm in their smiles was very obvious; while the students in Class S1 all looked at the little ghost ape and remained silent, as if they were waiting for him to speak.

The little ghost monkey just put his hands in his hands and looked down at his alloy boots without any other reaction.

"Guigui, Assistant Professor Yuan is challenging you." Smiling Tiger Vice President Chen squinted his eyes, first looked at the little Guigui, then turned to look at Yuan Qing, with a smile on his face: "Assistant Professor Yuan, you... It's a good question, and I can guarantee that if you really get the first place in total points, the rewards will remain unchanged and will be exactly the same as Class S's rewards."

With the words of Smiling Tiger, Yuan Qing felt relieved - no matter how Smiling Tiger made it in person in front of so many students, it was a sure thing and would never change.

"Brother Yuan...Assistant Teacher Yuan!" Li Jinming, the biggest thorn in Class A1, was obviously really angry. He even changed his name. Although his voice was lowered, it was full of anger: "Just now, Su Yanhan called us trash. You and Zhou Brother, why don’t you let us scold you back? I can’t swallow this breath!”

Zhou Yuan closed his eyes and ignored them at all; while Yuan Qing's face was stern, his eyes slowly swept over the faces of the students in Class A1, and said in a deep voice: "Since you are not trash, tell me why you are students in Class A1, and Not Class S?!"

"Because, because..." Li Jinming's face froze and turned red: "I just don't accept it!"

Zhou Yuan opened his eyes, glanced at Li Jinming, and snorted coldly: "Young!"

In addition to Li Jinming, Huang Dongdong, Liang Yanqiu, Zhu Tonghai...the eight students suppressed their anger, their faces were as red as pig liver, and they were holding a huge fire in their hearts, and they couldn't vent it.

"If you don't want to be called a waste, then slap the word 'waste' back at him, not with your mouth, but with your fists!" Yuan Qing shouted: "After you get off the plane, follow my arrangements and show it to the students of Class S." Look at the iron fist of our A1 class!"

The students in Class A1 almost roared, roaring in unison: "Show your fists, iron fists!"

The sudden roar startled the students in other classes. Hundreds of eyes fell on the students in Class A1. They were mocking, disdainful, doubtful, cold... all kinds of eyes were there; Vice-President Chen was leisurely smoking an animal tooth pipe, his eyes half-closed, and his eyes occasionally glanced at the little ghost ape's face, half-smiling but not smiling.

The little ghost ape still lowered his head, looking at his alloy boots, his eyes were actually a little soft.

"Brother Gui, are the boots a gift from your girlfriend?" Su Yanhan turned his head and joked across several students: "It's such a treasure, why don't you treasure it? It'll be so distressing if it wears out."

The little ghost ape looked calm and still did not speak.

"Brother Gui has a girlfriend? How come we don't know about this?" The students in Class S1 booed and surrounded the little Gui Yuan, with faces full of gossip: "Who is it? Who is it?"

The little ghost ape "Gui Gui" raised his head, shook his head slowly, then lowered his head without saying a word.

The students immediately stopped making noises and put away the gossip on their faces - if Gui Gui doesn't want to talk, there is no need to ask anymore. If he asks too many questions, he will be beaten.

Time passed quickly, and we were getting closer to our destination. The air was already dry, and below us was the endless Asura Desert. The transport fighter planes began to land smoothly, and groups left the planes one after another and headed for their training location.

One group, two groups, three groups...

Soon, there were only three six groups of Class S and the Yuanqing group of Class A1 left in the fighter plane. The fighter plane continued to fly for a few minutes, and then landed again - the fighter plane was not flying very fast, and the sky was getting dark at this time, and the A1 Yuan Qing group The training location for the youth group has arrived.

Group 1 of five people walked to the cabin door and were about to get off the plane. The leader of Group 2 of the S3 element division class came over and stopped next to Yuan Qing. He was wearing a light white elemental master's robe and an animal crystal ring. His hair was brown and his eyes were shining with yellow light. His voice was very low: "Yuan Qing, remember my name. My name is Kang Jiawei. This time You’d better be careful because of the experience.”

In front of the electric steps in the cabin, Yuan Qing paused and frowned slightly.

"I kindly remind you not to misunderstand." Kang Jiawei's voice was lowered, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "You may not have heard of my name. If I change my introduction, you will know better - I was crippled by you. Qu Zhendong, he and I are cousins, half a year younger than me, and we grew up together. Yuan Qing, you..."

Yuan Qing didn't listen anymore and walked out directly, walking along the steps into the endless dusky desert. As soon as he stepped out of the cabin, the dry desert wind immediately blew over, rolling up fine grains of sand and making his combat uniform crackle. There was a loud noise, and my hair was immediately dyed yellow by the wind and sand.

"You're not giving me face." Kang Jiawei returned to his seat in the cabin with a sneer on his face. He moved his fingers inadvertently. A wisp of dust on his fingertips seemed to have spirituality, flying and spinning between his fingers, as if he was choosing someone. The biting snake.

In the windy and sandy sky, Yuan Qing looked up and watched the fighter plane go away. He was thinking about what Kang Jiawei just said, the calm look on the little ghost ape's face, and the points rules of this experience. He slowly raised his right hand, and slowly Wipe your eyes - there's sand in them.

"Brother Yuan!" The four members of Team A1, Group 1, surrounded Yuan Qing despite the wind and sand. Liang Yanqiu took out the gauze hood that she had prepared long ago to block the wind and sand. Her voice was blown to pieces by the strong wind: "When we were on the plane. , didn’t you say that I’ll listen to your arrangements? It’s almost dark, and the sky is full of wind and sand. What should we do now? Please arrange it quickly!”

Yuan Qing raised his hand to cover his eyes, quickly checked the electronic map, then pointed to the northwest and shouted: "There is a small oasis twenty miles away. Let's set up a tent and spend the night until the sandstorm passes!"