I'm dressed as a rabbit and I'm all over the star system

"So what do you think I should choose?" Tang Zhi asked the other two people, holding his chin and smelling the beef noodles.

They were having dinner in the cafeteria, and Tang Zhi had been thinking about his choice all the way.

Sheng Jiayu and Fu Mingcheng were also having a headache. They first sent away Cheng Zhuo, who decided to transfer to the Department of War and make a difference. Unexpectedly, the same problem fell on their good friend.

However, Tang Zhi was not as determined as Cheng Zhuo. His grades were just average, not outstanding, but always around the passing line.

After this round-robin tournament, his points were in the 300-350th place range, which meant he had a chance to turn things around, but Hu Zhong saw other talents in him.

During the round-robin battle, Tang Zhi used his own intelligent brain to interfere.
He has always liked to tinker with electronic products and is more interested in the intelligent brain system than training, so Hu Zhong asked him if he would like to study military technology and be responsible for the transformation of the intelligent brain system.

But he couldn't let go of his current achievements, and felt that it was not worth trying again.

"What should I do?" Tang Zhi had a headache.

Only at this moment did they admire Cheng Zhuo's courage in cutting off the Internet. Probably many people would be as troubled by this matter as Tang Zhi.

Sheng Jiayu didn't know how to answer him, but he thought of someone whose situation was very similar to Tang Zhi's.

He silently opened the dialog box with Su Weiran, thought for a while, told Su Weiran about Tang Zhi's situation, and asked him how he made the choice in the first place.

Su Weiran was probably slacking off, and definitely not writing his paper, as he replied so quickly.

Su Weiran: There is no need to choose one.
Su Weiran: He hasn't transferred yet, so he should finish the exercise first. The technical department is not completely independent, and pilots can also participate. It's not that strict. If he is interested, he can study. If he thinks that the major will kill his hobbies, then he can continue to be a pilot. It won't delay him. If he doesn't get selected this time, he doesn't have to give up this path. The purpose is to select elites. Don't be pua by the instructors. It is normal to participate in training in the third year. This is the case in other star systems.

Later, he sent some chicken soup words, which were nothing more than that if he was not in a hurry to train now, he could do both. Su Weiran himself learned the technology because he liked it, and because he happened to learn it well, he basically took over the team's brain transformation task.

Each team has its own habits, and a suitable system is very important. A technical soldier who is also a driver will know the needs of the team better than a pure technical soldier. The support team is not just one person, and the party A who clearly defines the needs and opinions is the favorite party A of all technical soldiers.

Sheng Jiayu showed Tang Zhi what Su Weiran said. The latter thought about it and decided to focus on the current military exercise first. As for other things, he would deal with them after his results were settled.

The second phase of the exercise will be the day after tomorrow, and they will be given a day to rest in between.
Although it was called a break, most of the students simply couldn't calm down.

Normal exercises adhere to the lottery selection system from beginning to end, and this time it is different from ordinary exams. The system will not adjust according to their average scores. What opponent you draw depends purely on luck.

Everyone got up early the next day just to draw lots on the spot. After all, this was a multi-person team battle. The 400 participating students would be divided into four exams, 100 people in each, and divided into 4 teams, 25 people in each team, for a team battle.

What is tested is their multiplayer cooperation and command ability. Although a team of 25 people is not large, it is enough for the players participating in the league.

The four exams will be held simultaneously in different examination rooms.
The students came early in the morning to draw numbers, determine their examination rooms and groups, find their teammates, make tactical plans, and officially enter the examination room at 10:30 in the morning.

Sheng Jiayu looked at the yellow D mark assigned to him in his smart brain, confirmed his examination team, and searched for his own team.

Each team was assigned its own preparation room, which was quite formal.

When he pushed the door open, there were already several people in the room.

Fang Chen was sitting on the circular sofa in the preparation room. When he saw him coming, he leaned back in disappointment, supporting his head with his hands: "Well, my dream is shattered."

Fang Chen no longer had the temper that Sheng Jiayu had when she first met him. After the tacit conversation at the dormitory door last time, the other party gave him a light feeling.

Sheng Jiayu didn't know what Fang Chen was thinking, but seeing Fang Chen's behavior become more relaxed and humorous, he didn't think it was a bad thing, so he joked, "You don't want to be in the same group with me."

"Not really, I just think it's a pity that I can't be your opponent." Fang Chen made room for him. There weren't many people in the preparation room, and they weren't very familiar with the other people. It was natural for them to sit together.

They were not assigned to the same group at the end of the semester, and they didn't meet in the round-robin match, but they were actually assigned to the same group again in the second team competition.
If I had known earlier, I would not have refused Sheng Jiayu's request for a fight. I didn't expect that my wish for a fight has not been fulfilled until now.

What Fang Chen had been thinking about for a long time finally fell through when he saw the yellow D sign in Sheng Jiayu's hand.

But he only felt regret for a moment. It was a good thing to be able to be in a group with him.

Even in team competitions, there is still an individual points system. Previous points will not be reset to zero. If the performance is not satisfactory, the gap with the front row will only get bigger.

Fang Chen's ranking is between 10-30. Although he estimates that he will not be behind, there is still some gap between him and the top ten.
It would certainly not be a problem for him to maintain his place in the top 200 in the end, but if he didn't get enough points in the following competitions, he would probably have no chance of being selected to train with Sheng Jiayu.

Although the instructors didn't say it explicitly, it was different for the freshmen and sophomores who were still competing for special training spots.
Sheng Jiayu has been training for half a year, which means that his place has already been decided. His presence is the same as that of Lu Zhe and his group of seniors. He is not here to grab a spot, but to eliminate unqualified players.

If Fang Chen were asked to weigh the pros and cons, he would still be glad that he and Sheng Jiayu were in the same group in the team competition. At least if they lost, they would lose together.

Sheng Jiayu sat next to Fang Chen, not daring to relax for a moment. She opened the smart brain and read the competition materials sent by the school.

He has to do a lot more preparation than others, such as identifying maps. He always has to re-mark them himself so as not to get lost in the stadium.
Since he learned to reconstruct the map by himself, his problem of finding his way has been alleviated, but he also needs to thoroughly understand the environment of the competition venue in advance.

This exercise adopted the league's common model, only providing satellite maps, and no specific real-time maps.

This put Sheng Jiayu's cartography, which he had learned more than others, to good use, and he marked some things that only he could understand.
Although the lack of real-time maps forced them to construct maps in their minds using contour lines to determine the purpose of the terrain, this also prevented Sheng Jiayu from being disturbed by the real terrain.

He just needs to confirm his position and believe in his ability to recognize the map.

People who are directionally challenged will be distracted by similar terrain and end up choosing the wrong route.
Sheng Jiayu has now deliberately blocked this kind of interference, so he just needs to follow the methods he is familiar with.

Fang Chen looked at Sheng Jiayu who immediately immersed himself in research and was actually mesmerized.

When he came to his senses, the preparation room was already full.

The team of twenty-five people was not noisy, but at the same time, they were chattering loudly.

Sheng Jiayu just sat there drawing his map as if no one was around. The originally clean map was marked with countless symbols.
Those were things Fang Chen couldn't understand, so he finally shifted his attention from Sheng Jiayu's people and leaned over to ask him what they were. "Precise three-dimensional coordinates, some marks suitable for combat types, possible types of mountains, and density of forests." What Sheng Jiayu learned was to coordinate and digitize all real landmarks, and even make accurate distinctions on which tree is the first from left to right.

People who can easily find their way naturally do not need to mark everywhere on the map. They just need to take a look and their brain will complete these actions for them.
But Sheng Jiayu had no choice but to make everything precise to ensure that he would not make a mistake when acting alone.

"Everything else is just my personal thoughts. They may not be useful, and you don't need to study them." Sheng Jiayu shrugged, glanced at the map, and felt that he had done enough.

His map was very personal, and was originally made for himself. It would be better if others couldn't understand it, so he didn't explain much to Fang Chen.

"Do you already have an idea about how to play this game?" Although Fang Chen did not open the map, he had been watching Sheng Jiayu draw it for a long time. No matter how fancy the map was marked, it would not be unclear. In fact, he had thought about how to play.

"I have an idea, but let's wait and see. There are quite a lot of juniors and seniors in our field, let's see how they want to play." Sheng Jiayu didn't intend to take the lead, and seeing that not all the people were there yet, who knows who would show up to be a more powerful person.

The top ten is still the top ten after all, and he is not definitely the first. Excluding a few seniors he is familiar with, there are still four or five vacancies.
He didn't know the tempers of the remaining few people, so he didn't rush into anything.

Commanding requires winning the support of the people. No matter how good he is at fighting, in the eyes of outsiders he is still just a sophomore student, and he is not in a hurry to practice these things.
His tactical ability is only outstanding when he maximizes his own advantages, but he does not understand others and has no way to adjust and distribute their advantages. A rash fight for command will only make things worse.

"You are quite open-minded. If my brother had known about your character earlier, he would not have done that kind of thing. Come to think of it, I haven't apologized to you on his behalf yet." Fang Chen thought of some things that happened recently. Because of his busy exams, he almost forgot to apologize to Sheng Jiayu.

After all, what his brother did was really embarrassing.

Thinking of the unbearable words Fang Tan had scolded him with when he came home a few days ago, Fang Chen only thought that his brother had misjudged the person and had to make excuses for himself after embarrassing himself.
His ears were callused from listening so much that he finally had a big argument with Fang Tan.
His exams were approaching, and he didn't even plan to just do a quickie on his thesis, so he ultimately didn't feel like wasting time talking to Fang about this matter.

Anyway, he had advised Fang Tan to stay away from Sheng Jiayu, but he didn't listen to the advice and was humiliated by Sheng Jiayu in public. He didn't feel sorry at all.
Someone should teach Fang Tan a lesson about his self-righteous bad habit.

However, Fang Chen did not tell Sheng Jiayu about the ugly things Fang Tan did behind his back. He felt that Sheng Jiayu would not want to hear it and would not care about those things.

After all, Sheng Jiayu just smiled faintly after listening to his words, "That matter has nothing to do with you. I don't remember who he is, and I won't vent my anger on you because of his affairs."

"Yeah." Fang Chen nodded, and the two talked about other things.

Apart from the two of them, the only old acquaintance in this scene was Ning Rong.
They were former collaborators, and the three of them sat together. Even though a commander had not yet been decided, each participating student should have his or her own opinions on the competition. They would also have to hold a pre-match meeting together to pool their ideas in order to truly win the championship.

However, they were not very familiar with the juniors and seniors. Only Fang Chen and Ning Rong pointed out a few players who had performed well in the round-robin competition. It was useless to ask Sheng Jiayu about the rest, as he seemed to know nothing.

Seeing Sheng Jiayu's smile that said "I'm sorry but there's nothing I can do", Fang Chen suddenly recalled some not-so-good memories. He really wanted to take Sheng Jiayu out for a fight to vent his anger.

Just as the three of them were chatting, someone didn't know what happened in the two groups next to them, but they suddenly started arguing.

As they were arguing, they even started to fight. They hadn't paid attention to what they were saying before, so naturally they didn't know why they were arguing.

But because the others were all in the same grade and there were more people, gradually everyone in the preparation room split into two factions. It sounded like one group was juniors and the other group was seniors. The reason for the initial quarrel was long gone, and they just started to take sides because a classmate had a dispute with someone else.

One of the juniors was someone Fang Chen had competed with before. "He seems to be in the top ten. His name is Chu Jinghe."

As for the other side, they didn’t know each other very well. Fang Chen even secretly took a photo and sent it to his brother.
Fang Tan was in another examination room. He only took the time to take a quick look and gave him a name, adding a sentence: "This guy is even more troublesome than me. If your team doesn't have Lu Zhe, you're done. He's not very smart, but he likes to convince others with force."

After all, the two brothers had a quarrel before. Fang Chen skipped Fang Tan's usual sarcasm and directly summarized the content: "Xie Zhong, he has a bad temper, but he is very good at fighting."

Hearing this, Sheng Jiayu whistled silently, "Anyway, he can't be better at fighting than Senior Luo Zheng."

They were talking in a very low voice, and the sound of the fight over there was so loud that no one noticed their conversation.

The three had no intention of intervening in their fight now. Even if they wanted to intervene, they would have to wait until they had quarreled enough and then come to them to take sides.
Otherwise, if you interfere when the other party is already angry, you will only add fuel to the fire or even transfer the anger to them.

After looking at each other, the three of them huddled together in a corner at the same time, not wanting to get involved in this emotional outburst that had no idea what the cause was.

"I'm starting to worry about the outcome of this game." Ning Rong sighed. She had managed to get into the top 200, and she didn't want to be dragged out because of the results in the team competition.

"Then just treat it as an individual competition and give yourself more performance points so that you won't be dragged down too much." Sheng Jiayu shrugged and could only give this answer.

He is not the kind of person who is very good at leading the team atmosphere. Although his tactics were okay when he defeated Su Weiran's mecha before, it was because the juniors obeyed him.
As for these people… Sheng Jiayu twisted his temple with the knuckles of his index finger, feeling a headache.

"Speaking of which, there's another person here. It's almost nine o'clock, why isn't he here yet?"

They had been in the preparation room for nearly an hour, and there was still one person in their team who had not arrived.
It just so happened that at this time, the other party entered a break from the quarrel, making Fang Chen's words particularly eye-catching in the preparation room.

Everyone looked in their direction. Chu Jinghe glanced at them approvingly and said to the man named Xie Zhong, "You're right. There's still one person who hasn't come yet. Who knows, someone more powerful than you might come. Let's see how arrogant you can be."

Oh, this is a fight for command.
Sheng Jiayu understood immediately, fortunately he did not get involved.

"Can you catch someone stronger than me? Hey." Xie Zhong finally saw Sheng Jiayu clearly. When he came in, this little rabbit was hiding in the corner and was almost ignored by him. "You are also in the top ten. Why don't you choose me or him?"

The two of them started arguing, naturally, because the ranking had not been announced, and neither of them was willing to accept the other.
Chu Jinghe felt that since he was a junior and could make it into the top ten, he must have different abilities, while Xie Zhong felt that he was older and more experienced, plus he was a troublemaker.

Sheng Jiayu just felt that these two people were the same. Although he was still face-blind, he had a good relationship with the people in the mecha class.
He had never heard of Chu Jinghe. He was probably the guy who got dizzy while testing the mecha before.

As for this Xie Zhong... Facing his contemptuous and arrogant eyes, Sheng Jiayu raised the corner of her mouth slightly, "Do I have to choose? Then I'll choose someone who is better than you."

"Who could be better than me?" Xie Zhong said arrogantly. Looking at the whole school, apart from that person, there couldn't be anyone better than him.
One in four hundred, it is impossible that the final person will be Lu Zhe, that would require a lot of luck.

"Him." Sheng Jiayu pointed at the person who had just pushed the door open.

Before Lu Zhe heard their argument, he saw the little rabbit pointing his finger at him, "What's wrong? Mr. Hu called me away for a chat, he didn't want to kick me out, did he?"

(End of this chapter)