I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 386 Oh my god, the exam questions have been leaked!
Yuan Lang was unaware of Principal Lin's high expectations for him. After consolidating H Province, he was trying to establish contact with other regions.

The three northeastern provinces were the first to respond, as they had experience in dealing with extreme cold and generously shared their methods.

Even more fortunately, Yuan Lang got in touch with Professor Liu and his wife.

"Professor Liu, I never expected that we would meet in this way." Yuan Lang wanted to rub his forehead.

Principal Lin sent him to pick up Professor Liu and his wife, but unexpectedly, all three of them were pulled into the training ground.

Professor Liu, suppressing his excitement, told Yuan Lang about their research findings after consulting with the person in charge of the Northeast region.

"Through our telescopes, we discovered that it wasn't a comet, but a large ice ball. Centered on the ice ball, a snow circle formed, like a streetlamp in the blood, illuminating the surrounding snowflakes."

The thick ice layer appears to be affecting satellite communications.

Their call was intermittent.

Yuan Lang pressed further: "What is the giant ice hockey puck? Is it an alien? Like the humanoid halo that appeared inside the pillar of light in Singapore?"

Professor Liu shook his head: "No, this ice ball is just formed by freezing moisture in the air. The snowflakes near the ice ball are crystals of oxygen and nitrogen in the air, as well as dry ice formed from carbon dioxide. We have not detected any signs of life inside."

Of course, it is also possible that this alien creature is a form they cannot understand, and cannot be seen, captured, or analyzed.

Yuan Lang let out a long breath: "What is our mission?"

It's been almost a month since we entered the Civilization Trial Grounds, and every day there are contestants dying.

Yuan Lang had a vague feeling that this trial was not just about survival.

Professor Liu's eyebrows drooped, and he said with a wry smile, "It's a long story. It says there are two questions, one about light and one about darkness."

“It?” Yuan Lang keenly grasped the key point.

"Hmm, a creature that makes the training grounds extremely cold."

Yuan Lang opened his mouth slightly, his eyes revealing deep astonishment.

He thought he was very capable and could stabilize the situation within a month.

Unexpectedly, there was someone even more capable than him who actually made contact with the alien civilization at the trial grounds.

Professor Liu scratched his head awkwardly, seemingly unsure how to explain: "Uh... people from Northeast China are cheerful, hospitable, and good at finding joy in hardship..."

With the explanation from Professor Liu and the enthusiastic staff in the Northeast region, Yuan Lang finally understood the whole story.

The harsh winter that is difficult for contestants from the south is just a slightly colder winter for contestants from the northeast.

There was a heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed), a cellar full of potatoes, radishes, green onions, and Chinese cabbage, as well as hundreds of tons of coal.

Hibernation is nothing to worry about.

In winter, it's not unreasonable to use ice and snow to make ice buckets to serve as natural refrigerators and store frozen pears and large bones, right?
We've already made an ice bucket and filled the whole yard with snow, so it wouldn't be right not to build a snowman.

Now that the snowman is built, why not add some ice sculptures as well?

It's no fun to make ice sculptures by yourself, let's all work together!

Seeing that the Northeast region had become a sea of ​​joy, Ma Liang with his magic paintbrush paid special attention to something and was immediately drawn to all sorts of knives, shovels, small knives, watering cans, and blowtorches.

Wow, you can play with ice cubes like this?

Out of curiosity, he took the initiative to contact Qiu Laoda's niece, seven-year-old Qiu Xiaomei.

To be fair, this girl from Northeast China was quite outgoing and not at all intimidated. She chatted happily with Ma Liang using his magic paintbrush.

Holding a small shovel and snow brick tools, Qiu Xiaomei, like a little adult, asked, "Are you from the South? Have you never seen this before?"

There is no concept of east, west, south, or north in the universe. Ma Liang, with his magic paintbrush, was stumped by the question.

Fortunately, Qiu Xiaomei didn't need his answer. She shoved the toy in her hand into his and said generously, "Good friends should share. You can play with my toy for a while."

"what?"

Ma Liang, with his magic paintbrush, took the small shovel from his hand. It was a plastic product that crumbled easily when squeezed: "Actually, I can also play with ice."

Qiu Xiaomei blinked her pretty eyes and asked curiously, "How will you play without tools?"

Ma Liang, who had no concept of lying, honestly replied, "I used various force fields, gravitational fields, low-temperature force fields, and so on."

Qiu Xiaomei, who had never attended a preschool-to-primary transition program and was just starting first grade, was still learning pinyin abcd with her big, confused eyes.

What kind of force field is this? It sounds mysterious and impressive.

She clapped her hands and said, "Oh, I see. You're so amazing!"

"Huh? It's...it's alright?" Ma Liang felt a strange emotion welling up inside him as he sensed the little girl's heartfelt praise and admiration.

In the past, when he completed a work of art that satisfied him and hoped for genuine appreciation from the local natives, he was met with nothing but insults and hatred.

Ma Liang, with his magic paintbrush, always felt that those civilizations didn't understand what true art was. The other members of Salas, including the Resonance Hunters, didn't understand either.

Therefore, he was like a solitary traveler, wandering alone in the boundless universe.

But on this tiny blue planet, on this land with only a level 0.7 civilization, he finally found his soulmate!

Although this confidante is a 7-year-old girl, aesthetic appreciation transcends age and gender.

Qiu Xiaomei was very interested in force fields: "Brother Ma, can you demonstrate it for me?"

Ma Liang wanted to explain that his surname wasn't Ma, but he swallowed it back: "Look, the force field is like countless tiny hands tightly gripping countless tiny hearts; it can stop all the molecules and atoms within its range from moving."

A tiny ice ball, no bigger than the palm of your hand, exactly like the [Ice Comet], floats in the air.

Qiu Xiaomei's eyes lit up. Although she couldn't understand it, she could tell at a glance that it was very impressive!
She jumped and danced around the little ice hockey puck, her words warmer than the hottest star: "Brother Ma, you're amazing! The ice hockey puck you made is so beautiful, it's perfect. You're the second most amazing person I've ever seen, the first is Principal Lin!"

Ma Liang, with his magic paintbrush, instantly felt a deep respect for Principal Lin, whom Qiu Xiaomei had mentioned: "One day, I will definitely go and pay my respects to Principal Lin."

"That's difficult. Principal Lin is so capable; you can't just meet her casually. Sigh, I also want to go to her agricultural school."

Qiu Xiaomei's eyes were full of longing.

Blue Star Central First Agricultural School is the only super university in all of China. My mother said it's even more prestigious than 985 and 211 universities.

If I could get into an agricultural school, wouldn't I never have to go to primary school again, learn pinyin, write Chinese characters, or study math?!
Just thinking about it makes me happy.

Sensing Qiu Xiaomei's strong desire, Ma Liang suggested, "How about I take you for a walk around the agricultural school?"

"No, that won't work." Qiu Xiaomei waved her hand and said seriously, "This is a training ground for civilization, not Principal Lin's school."

Then, like a devoted fan, she went on and on, describing Lin Xiaohe as something unparalleled, someone who could punch aliens and kick the testing grounds of civilization.

All the amazing skills and superpowers she had ever heard of were attributed to Principal Lin.

Ma Liang, the master painter, didn't quite believe this. If it were really that powerful, why was Earth's civilization still at level 0.7?
But when he thought about how he had searched all over Blue Star several times, he was still not able to find the Blue Star Central First Agricultural School that Qiu Xiaomei had mentioned, and he was completely stunned.

Wow, there really are such amazing people and schools on Earth!

"Little Qiu, could you tell me more about Principal Lin and the agricultural school?"

Qiu Xiaomei raised her chin and snorted through her nose: "That's not fair! My mouth is almost dry from talking, and all you did was demonstrate with a small ice hockey puck. Are we still friends?"

Ma Liang, the magic paintbrush, thought about it and felt that Qiu Xiaomei's words made a lot of sense: "How about I tell you the test questions in advance?"