Bam!
Caus was slammed heavily against the wall. His face was bruised and his body was covered in stains from the floor. He bent over and looked at Monty and the others who were sneering in front of him.
"How do you feel? Do you feel good? "Monty came up and pinched his face.
"To be honest, I've been annoyed with you for a long time. First Seat of the first years, you're really something."
"Is that enough?" Caus spat out a mouthful of blood and said expressionlessly.
Monty looked at Caus' cold eyes and his heart skipped a beat for some reason. "You're quite arrogant, aren't you?"
He stomped his foot forward again.
Bam!
The tip of his shoe hit Caus' lower abdomen and made him bend over again. He was in so much pain that he curled up like a shrimp and fell to the ground.
Caus still did not say a word. He hugged his head silently and did not make a sound. This made Monty feel very uncomfortable. The red-haired boy on the side was stunned. He did not expect Monty to be so ruthless.
"Forget it, Monty. This is a little too much." Suddenly, a voice came from the corner. It was a young man's voice.
Monty turned around to look. He did not know when, but a tall, normal-looking boy had appeared at the door. This guy's skin was dark, and he looked very honest. His square face did not have any outstanding features, but when he spoke, he gave off a calm and steady feeling.
"Yo, it's the elite student Nikles," Monty said in a strange tone.
"Give me some face." Nikles looked at Caus who was on the ground calmly.
"Give you face?" Monty smiled but did not reject him immediately. Although he was not afraid of Nikles, was it worth it to offend such an expert with a good future for Nonosiva?
After hesitating for a while.
"Alright, I'll give you some face. Let's end it like this." He waved his hand and asked the few people to let go of Caus and the red-haired boy.
"Thank you." Nikles was a little nervous. In fact, Monty had Mondo's support. He was an expert pilot who was considered strong among the elite students. That was why he was arrogant and despotic most of the time. He did not expect him to be willing to give him some face. It was obvious that the person who asked him to attack was not very important.
He walked over and helped Caus up. As he watched Monty and the others leave slowly, he felt slightly relieved.
Inside the classroom
Garon raised his watch and quietly looked at the situation without any expression. On the other hand, Vera and Ke Er, who were by his side, were somewhat displeased.
"You're letting him off just like that? Isn't that letting him off too easily? "Vera couldn't help but say.
"It's fine. Pay attention in class." Garon didn't say much. He and Caus were now enemies. However, this was probably one of Monty's goals as well. He wanted Garen to rely on Monty's background.
Just like that, this matter was considered over. After a day of class, Garon did not see Caus return to class.
It was only when she returned to the dormitory that she heard from the students who were with her that Caus had been picked up by his brother. After that, there was no more after that. As his brother, Cole didn't say anything either. It was obvious that he was going to endure it.
The disturbance gradually calmed down.
Garon's life went on as usual day after day. He spent a few hours every day training his training methods and spent time with Monty, Vera, and the others. Especially Vera and Ke Er. Due to their own conditions, they could come into contact with more people and had more sources of information. On top of that, they were short-sighted, so they were very suitable as Garon's sources of information. Monty and the others looked rough, but in reality, they were more cunning. They were not suitable for deep relationships, and a lot of their information was not very timely. They were purely used as a bridge to build a good relationship with Monty. Of course, they were not completely useless. At the very least, with the help of Monty and the others, Garen had gradually become one of the little tyrants that no one dared to provoke in his grade. Even though he did not intend to become one of them.
The second grade classes were very boring.
Theory classes took up a lot of time every day. Practical classes were mainly experiments on adapting to gravity acceleration. They sat in a small virtual mecha and continuously trained to adapt to higher degrees of gravity acceleration and inertia. This was to train the body's ability to adapt to high-intensity mecha piloting and prepare for real combat. In order to become a true Level One Mech Master, one must have comprehensive combat abilities. Such high-intensity acceleration and inertia tolerance was also a must for training.
After the acceleration adaptation, it was said that there was also a simulation of the radiation adaptation combat environment, as well as a simulation of the development of the brain domain, and various other practical classes. These things were mainly set up according to the adaptation process and types of Willpower in different environments.
Most of the time, Garon would immediately skip classes after quickly mastering them. He would practice his training methods in the dormitory or go to discuss sales with Celine and the others.
Time passed slowly. In the blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed.
*****
Smack.
The pure green billiard ball was lightly hit by the white cue ball, and slowly rolled into the side hole.
On the billiard table, Celine stood up straight and used a towel to wipe the cue stick. She watched with satisfaction as the green ball rolled into the hole with a plop.
She was wearing a white shirt and a small black vest, paired with a pair of trousers and shiny leather shoes. She gave off a delicate and mature aura. In the blink of an eye, no one would be able to tell that she was actually a girl. Moreover, she was a young girl who was not even twenty years old.
Garon stood at the side. He was only wearing a black shirt, twirling the cue stick with both hands as he watched Celine continue to hit the ball.
Bright and soft light shone down from above. Beside them was an L-shaped black bar. Soothing and gentle music was playing. A female bartender was swaying a cocktail that was about to end with dazzling moves. The colorful drinks stirred up pink bubbles under the light.
The two of them were in a basement of Celine's family. This place was very close to the academy. It was a place that Celine had specially purchased as a temporary residence.
"How's the sales recently?" Seeing that Celine was about to clear out the place, Garon asked casually out of boredom.
"It's alright. Thanks to you, everything is perfect. It's just that the sales work is too easy. I feel a little guilty about taking ten percent of the profits. "Celine looked at her results with satisfaction and smiled as she stood up.
"It doesn't matter. Without you holding the fort, a lot of things would cost more money. You should be the one with a clear conscience." Garon laughed.
"Actually, I don't have any sales at all. The moment Vivian released the news, a bunch of people rushed over to ask for the supply and quantity. Dozens of bottles of powder were ordered in a few seconds." Celine was very satisfied with this collaboration. After taking the money twice in a row, she gradually tightened her grip on this collaboration. Her relationship with Garon also gradually warmed up. Plus, the two of them found each other pleasing to the eye, so naturally they became good friends.
"There's no problem in this area, but your progress in combat training is still very bad." Garon shook his head. "I've already used all kinds of methods to train and teach you. Why can't you hit my requirements?"
"Isn't it because your requirements are too high?" Celine was also puzzled when she said this. "I've even risked my life, but I still can't reach your requirements."
"Let's try again in today's training." Garon was also helpless. As a top level martial arts master, he also had his own dignity. If the student he taught was just a trash, it would not look good on him in the future.
Although he was very cautious and only taught Celine some unimportant combat theories and common sense, and asked her to train according to these theories and common sense, the results were not what he wanted. He also saw Celine's enthusiasm in training. She was very crazy and devoted almost all of her time to training.
"You really don't see me as a woman …" When Celine mentioned training, she was speechless in her heart. When she thought of Garon's state during training, even a self-improvement maniac like her felt a little sick.
"It's my turn." Garon watched the last ball on the billiard table being hit. The waitress came over to rearrange the ball. He snapped his fingers, picked up the cue ball and straightened it.
"Actually, this kind of ball is relatively simple. If no one interferes, most of the time, it can be smoothly cleared in one shot. For example, like this … "
He gently moved the cue.
Pak.
In the crisp sound, the set billiard balls instantly scattered and rolled slowly towards the surrounding holes calmly and slowly.
Pfft pfft pfft pfft …
In an instant, a series of goals were scored.
Celine quickly clapped her hands, her face was full of frustration.
"Although I know that your level of insanity is extraordinary, every time I see this scene, I feel very unhappy. I've been practicing billiard for more than a year, but I can't compare to you in two hours. "
"This is the difference between a genius and an ordinary person." Garon made a rare joke.
"Maybe it's true." Celine did not laugh, but shook her head. "Let's go up."
"Okay."
Both of them kept their cue sticks and walked up the stairs from the basement to the surface. The entrance to the surface was a luxuriously decorated living room. The living room was golden in color, and there were all kinds of laughing oil paintings hanging on the walls. Some were rural life, some were city scenes, some were portraits of people, but most of them were oil paintings of various Mech models.
Under the service of a few maids, both of them washed their hands, drank some natural water, and changed into a set of training attire – bandage attire.
One of Celine's training habits was that she liked to wear all kinds of bandages. The white bandages could wrap around her chest and some of the more cumbersome and fleshy parts to reduce air resistance and increase the speed of her combat movements. She was the kind of paranoid maniac who cared about every little bit of efficiency.
Garen, on the other hand, was different. Although Celine had strongly suggested that he change into a bandage outfit, he still wore a special protective bodysuit on the outside. The all-white protective suit looked like a slightly tighter white windbreaker. It was beautiful and practical.
After changing their attire, both of them entered the combat hall that they usually used. It was a square hall that was more than a hundred square meters. The surrounding walls, ceiling, and floor were all covered with thick black alloy walls. This alloy was called Asim. Not only did it have high tenacity, it also had a strong self-recovery ability. Most of the time, it was used to make the outer shell of a mech. But here, it was actually used to build a room. This showed how wealthy Celine's family was.
A room like this would cost about seven to eight hundred thousand to build.
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