After Fu Que matched a few more rounds, he received a friend request from "Smoking is harmful to health".

She clicked through casually, and the other party immediately sent a message:

"Smoking is bad for your health: is your last resort pouring mental power into the blade?"

"Your father: yes."

The other side was silent for a while and then replied:

"Smoking is harmful to your health: you are very strong, at least in terms of manipulating mental power, you are the strongest among the people I have ever seen. I look forward to matching you next time. I hope you can use the SS mecha at that time, and we will fight it againone game."

"Your father: you can change it if you accumulate enough points."

"Smoking is harmful to health:……"

"Smoking is bad for your health: you don't have enough points?"

The other party probably didn't expect that Fu Que didn't use the SS mecha because the points were not enough to redeem, so he was speechless for a while.

"Your father: it's all over."

"Smoking is bad for your health: ... well, then you save up."

"Your father: yes."

After replying to the message, Fu Que glanced at the time and was about to go offline when he saw someone on the barrage saying that he reported that the matching mechanism of the system was successful, because the system mismatch caused 86 and 41 to be matched together, the system willMistakes issue a compensation point to Fu Que.

Fu Que had just finished reading the content of the barrage when he saw an extra message in the mail bar.

She clicked on it and saw that it was the compensation points issued by the system.

Although these points are still far from being redeemable for SS mechs, some are better than nothing.

"Your father: Thank you, the compensation points have been received."

The fan who successfully reported immediately sent a barrage reply and confessed:

"Ahhh, it's good that Baba receives it, it seems that the dog system really didn't lie to me. I love you!"

After logging off the assembly line, Fu Que got up and moved around, then walked out of the room and went to the cab to take a look.

The autopilot of the starship has been turned on, and Walter is not in the cab.

Fu Que thought about it, then went down to the training room on the basement floor, and sure enough, he saw Walter and a group of students practicing there.

After half a month of inhumane training, the physical fitness of the fifth-grade mecha combat students has been significantly improved, at least they won't be out of breath after running 15,000 meters.

When Fu Que came down, Walter was leading the students from the Department of Mech Combat and Department of Command to exercise their physical fitness, and the students from the Department of Mecha Manufacturing were checking the condition of the mechas in their respective teams to ensure that the mechas were in the best condition before the competition.

Walter saw Fu Que at a glance, and shouted to her: "Teacher Fu, are you here to train them?"

As soon as the words fell, several students from the mech combat department and the command department had their eyes widened, and stopped their movements to look at Fu Que.

They could barely keep their expressions on their faces, but they were actually panicking in their hearts.

Under the eager gazes of the 38 people, Fu Qin waved his hands, "No, it's useless to hold Buddha's feet temporarily, let them practice by themselves."

The sounds of nature descended again, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Walter scratched his head when he heard that, "You're right."

He turned back to the group of students and said, "Then you can go to training freely."

After finishing speaking, Walter came to Fu Que's side. This tall middle-aged man rarely hesitated, "Mr. Fu, this is the first time you lead a team to participate in the league, right? Do you need me to tell you the precautions?"

Fu Que thought about it. When she participated in the league as a player, she seemed to be training besides the competition. The competition process was clear, but she really didn't understand what the team leader would do.

"Okay, please Mr. Walter." She replied.

The two returned to the cab, and Walter told Fu Que all his experience of leading the team in the past years, and finally emphasized many times: "Try not to conflict with the other two schools, especially Floyd Academy."

Hearing this, Fu Que felt guilty for a moment.

Back in the day, she had fought with Floyd Academy students because of competitions, and was almost disqualified because of this.

Thinking about it now, it was a bit too impulsive back then.

But this time is different. Fu Que is now leading the team to the league and does not participate in the competition. There shouldn’t be any conflicts, right?

Fu Que thought about it, and nodded in agreement.

The three-day journey passed quickly.

Fu Que occasionally went to the training room to have a look, but the rest of the time he stayed in his room, playing and matching.

When he reached Floyd Star, the fifth galaxy where Floyd Academy is located, Fu Que still hadn't realized it.

After mooring the starship, a group of people got off the starship ready to go.

People from Floyd Academy are waiting at the star port.

The person who picked him up was a thin male teacher with gray hair and black eyes. Although he wore a pair of glasses, he looked more like a shrewd businessman.

The man walked towards the group of people after seeing Walter, and he greeted Walter: "Long time no see, Teacher Walter."

"Long time no see, Mr. Jones." Walter replied.

Bill Jones nodded and looked behind Walter, "You are the only teacher leading the team this year? Isn't Teacher Ren Yuzhou here?"

Fu Que stood beside Walter, completely ignored.

"Yuzhou can't come because of something, so this year's team leader is me and this teacher." Walter said, pointing his hands in the direction of Fu Que.

Only then did Jones notice Fu Que beside him.

He looked at the slightly thin woman in front of him, and asked in confusion: "This year, the leading teacher of the Federal Military Academy has been replaced by a teacher of the Mecha Biology Department?"

Fu Que: "?"

Seeing that he misunderstood, Walter quickly explained: "No, she is the actual combat class teacher."

"Practical class?" Jones narrowed his eyes, looked at Fu Que again, and smiled strangely, "I'm sorry I didn't see it."

He said sorry, but it didn't sound like that at all.

The students around couldn't help frowning.

"Hello, my name is Bill Jones, the dean of Floyd Academy." With that, Jones held out his hand to Fu Que.

Fu Que glanced at him, shook his hand lightly, then withdrew her hand, "Fu Ci."

"Oh, Mr. Fu," Jones called, "this is your first time here, right? I can introduce you to some of the attractions and food here. Of course, you are always welcome at the military academy to talk to our school's actual combat teacher.Conduct teaching discussions, each of them is a very strong and excellent teacher, I believe you will gain something."

Jones had a smile on his face when he said this, but the yin and yang taste in the words was too obvious, and many students silently turned to Byakugan after listening.

Fu Que didn't get angry because of his slight, just said: "Thank you, no need."

"Really? That's a pity."

After Jones finished speaking, seeing the atmosphere around him becoming more stagnant, Walter stood up, "Mr. Jones, it's getting late, I think we should go to the place where we live to put our luggage first."

When Jones heard the words, he suddenly realized: "Sorry, I almost forgot the business. The school bus is at the door, please follow me."

After a group of people got on the school bus, Jones stood at the front and introduced: "This is the latest multi-functional folding school bus developed by our military academy. It can be folded according to the number of people. One car can meet a variety of transportation needs."

After speaking, he looked at the two leading teachers sitting in the front row, with an expression of waiting for praise.

Fu Que slumped into the car seat as soon as she got in the car, and she was looking out the window when Jones spoke.

Walter on the side can only take on the job of chatting with him, and politely said: "Really? Very powerful design."

At the same time, a student behind Fu Que murmured in a low voice: "The number of useless designs has increased."

This directly spoke Walter's heart, and he almost nodded in agreement.

Fortunately, finally held back.

Jones also only heard Walter's words, and took the other party's politeness seriously, and couldn't help smiling with a bit of pride, "It's true, the design teacher won a big prize with this design, which attracted many people's attention.You can buy it. The Federal Military Academy doesn’t have such a school bus yet, right? If you need it, you can contact us. As a friend school for many years, we can sell it at a friendly price.”

"Okay, I'll go back and ask about finance, and I'll contact you if necessary." Walter politely refused.

The school bus quickly took a group of people to Floyd Academy.

Before entering the door, the school bus stopped at the door, and then a detection blue light swept from the front of the car to the parking space.

After confirming safety, the green light next to the school gate turned on, and the school gate slowly opened.

"This is our security system. It has just been upgraded this year, which can effectively protect the safety of the school and students. If the Federal Military Academy needs it, we can also send engineers to help you build one." Jones said right away.

Walter nodded perfunctorily, indicating that he knew.

The school bus finally drove to the downstairs of the guest house of Floyd Academy, and Jones led a group of people upstairs.

After entering the elevator, Jones introduced again: "The layout of our school's hostel and student dormitory is the same. They are all double rooms with private bathrooms and balconies. All kinds of electronic equipment are available. You can use them as you like after you check in..”

After finishing speaking, he wanted to say one more sentence: "I remember that the Federal Military Academy has four-person rooms, right? It's hard to come here. Congratulations, you can finally experience the double room."

"..."

Along the way, Jones kept talking about "our school" and "your school", all kinds of overt and covert teasing, and the group was somewhat speechless.

Even Walter didn't bother to tease him.

Jones is still unaware.

After the group put down their things, he led them to the cafeteria of Floyd Academy.

Seeing that everyone sat down with their plates, Jones cleared his throat, raised the corner of his mouth, and was about to start a new round of introductions when he saw a chopstick swish into the table in front of him.

The metal table was directly pierced by wooden chopsticks.

Looking at the wooden chopsticks that suddenly appeared in front of him, Jones subconsciously fell silent.

He looked in the direction of the wooden chopsticks flying.

I saw Fu Que was also looking at him, with a calm tone: "Don't talk while eating."

Obviously the woman in front of her was still as thin and small as when she first met, but Jones couldn't help but swallowed, closed his mouth, and didn't dare to say more.

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