Chapter 1 "The Game..."

"I'm telling you about that game... well, it's almost ready. It should be reopening soon, so don't keep staring at it every day."

After being mocked by the barrage for a while, Lu Xiaoyao decided to shift the focus. Anyway, the Zerg had been dealt with, and the game company had given a large bonus to all the players who made it to the final game, even those who hadn't touched the main quest from beginning to end.

Judging by this momentum, they should be reopening to the public (to make money), right?

[Really?]

[No way? After what happened before, who would dare to play?]

[Wow, the person in front, are you serious? You're the one who kept urging Zaizai to play?]

[I'm just curious. I heard the game was only closed to ordinary players, and military academy students were always allowed. Zaizai, do you have any inside information?]

These days, you had to be careful of these people with their far-reaching connections.

Everywhere there were "I heard" and everything was "reliable information." Mingmei looked at Lu Xiaoyao's expression in the camera and felt like she had shot herself in the foot.

"Cough, we need to train, right? The level of danger is high, but it's still safer than encountering Zergs on the battlefield in the future, right?"

Lu Xiaoyao cleared her throat and added, "Besides, the game company is rectifying the game now, right? When it reopens to you guys, it will definitely be easier than what we played… I'm not getting paid for advertising, honest."

While speaking, Lu Xiaoyao glanced at the barrage again and saw someone in a flash of a comment asking her which legion she would join in the future.

Lu Xiaoyao was speechless.

Lu Xiaoyao couldn't answer this question, and didn't want to answer it, but the comment was still noticed by some of her "mom fans" and "dad fans." Unknowing fans began to ask Lu Xiaoyao about this legion business.

[Isn't Zaizai just starting military academy? Does she already have a destination?]

[Did Old Marshal Lu find one for her?]

[Ah, is it Old Marshal Lu's Second Legion?]

[Isn't this nepotism?]

[What nepotism? Can't they just take care of her a little?]

[No, how is it decided already?]

Mingmei, who was also watching the barrage, frowned even more.

Mingmei felt that asking this question in the live broadcast room was very offensive, even a bit of a fishing attempt, causing many curious fans to ask one after another, putting Lu Xiaoyao in a position where it was difficult to answer or not answer.

"What are you talking about? Not yet, what's decided? It's just normal service, doesn't every military academy student need to do that? It's just reformed, so it's earlier now..."

Lu Xiaoyao drank a glass of water, not saying anything out of line. Everything was public information from the school, but most people didn't pay attention to it. She said it, but it was like she hadn't said anything at all.

"Lu Xiaoyao has become smarter~" Mingmei didn't mean to mock Lu Xiaoyao. She really had become more worldly.

"Where I go isn't decided by my grandpa. We choose independently based on our ranking, okay? Really..."

Lu Xiaoyao said, taking another sip of water. Mingmei felt a little guilty watching Lu Xiaoyao's behavior, like she was using drinking water to cover something up.

"Seriously, does Lu Xiaoyao's behavior mean she's already decided where to go?"

[Looks like it. Host, I've already submitted the account information of those comments that were guiding Lu Xiaoyao to bring up the military academy stuff to the mainframe.]

As soon as Mingmei saw someone intentionally or unintentionally inquiring about military academy matters with Lu Xiaoyao, Mingmei had Guigui investigate. Only after the matter was reported to the mainframe did she feel relieved.

"But if you're so curious about military academy, why not apply yourself? The doors of military academy are always open to everyone."

Lu Xiaoyao's inner chuunibyou (adolescent delusions of grandeur) suddenly ignited, and she clenched her fist, hammering it against her chest where her heart was, but her eyes were surprisingly bright: "Kill all the Zerg, our generation's glory, our duty! For the glory of the Empire!"

[Everyone lives in the Interstellar Era, why kill an entire race? You're practically a war maniac.]

[To exterminate a race is simply too cruel!]

[Oh, oh, oh, a Saint Mary has appeared! Take a picture!]

[Oh my god! Oh my god! Zerglings are so cute, of course, they must be torn into five pieces!]

[Oh, oh, oh, it's too cruel to exterminate a race. Why don't you say that to the Zerg?]

[Damn! Our planet was destroyed the month before last, so many people died, so many soldiers sacrificed themselves on the front lines, why didn't you say anything then? Why are you talking about war maniacs now?!]

A group of people in the barrage were arguing. Some were sarcastic, and some were directly cursing. Mingmei didn't even need to say anything; those accounts were probably going to be reported.

Previously, there had been such a situation in Lu Xiaoyao's live broadcast room. That time, the mainframe also followed the clues and caught Zergs hiding among humans.

This time, they should be catching bugs again.

"Can you blame Lu Xiaoyao for encouraging everyone to kill bugs?"

Mingmei sneered, looking at the jumping-jack comments on the screen, thinking that every time Lu Xiaoyao streamed, she was led astray, and some people even questioned whether the current military academy education for military academy students was too radical because of her comments.

"Oh, am I crazy? Are you all psychological counseling masters? Just spout whatever comes to mind?"

Lu Xiaoyao, who was usually goofy and good-tempered, was now angered by these stupid comments. She hadn't bothered to care before, but now they were dragging education into it and talking about her school's problems.

"What's wrong with my school? Did it break your heart that we sent a few more outstanding seniors to kill a few more bugs?

You're so kind. When the bugs come, do you have to pinch your voices and shout at the bugs, 'Come and eat me! I'm worth two and very filling'~"

As she spoke, she rolled her eyes, almost making Mingmei laugh to death.

No matter how much they argued online, it wouldn't affect the school because everyone's attention in the school had long been drawn to another matter.

The time to choose a legion for service was also approaching, and the various legions had come to the school to recruit in advance.

Even though Mingmei and the others knew where they should go in the end, it didn't stop them from attending every recruiting event held by the major legions.

They wanted to see what tricks each legion had up their sleeves.

"We're the ones serving, but I feel like we're graduating, and the major legions are here to poach us."

Just after attending the Second Legion's speech, Mingmei felt like she had just entered a large meeting of an illegal organization, igniting everyone's emotions.

It was almost as if everyone was swearing an oath on the spot, vowing not to give up until all the Zergs were killed.

The Second Legion was the legion that Lu Xiaoyao's grandfather used to lead personally.

Mingmei suddenly thought of the dignified and refined Old Marshal Lu Xingchen she had met before. His style didn't quite match the Second Legion.

But if Lu Xiaoyao was here, Mingmei might think it would be quite suitable for Lu Xiaoyao.

"After all, if you serve in that legion for a long time, you will naturally develop feelings. Even if you return to school in the end, it will become your first choice after graduation."

Mu Chen stood next to Mingmei, holding another shiny invitation card in his hand.

"Where did this come from?" Mingmei looked at the invitation that was different from the other legions.

"From Hua Lan Star. Didn't your brother release the news before? That he was recruiting people."

"Huh? Wasn't he not recruiting anymore?" Mingmei remembered Chesil telling her a few days ago.

"He's not not recruiting, he's just not recruiting the two of us."

Mingmei: ???