Steel steam and flame

The aura on Bolei's body suddenly changed. It was a transformation from a mountain peak towering into the sky to a mountain range stretching thousands of miles. The only thing that remained the same was the ever-present sense of heaviness, the weight of a rock.

"Boy, what do you think the purpose of the surgery performed on you by the military school is?" Borde turned around and asked, his golden pupils radiating light. He pointed to his own eyes, "The cross pupils in our eyes represent What?.

Cassia chose silence. He didn't understand what Bolei meant.

"I once asked many of my students. Of course, the answers I got were definitely different. But the exceptions are undoubtedly related to ability and power." Bordeaux grinned, and it was a mockery like a clown.

"But it is true that the outstanding abilities of those of us who have undergone surgery can indeed allow us to gain in a few years the wealth and power that ordinary people can gain in a lifetime. And moths like us, or demons , because of the surgery, they are like those old but not stiff pests, whose lifespan is so long that it makes people feel lonely. The group of people in the Parliament and the Holy Emperor's Hall are all old fossils, and everyone can be made into a specimen. Exhibit it in a museum. But it is precisely because of this reason, ability and lifespan, that the cross pupils become something like a cage."

"At least in my eyes, this is the feeling it brings me." Bolei looked directly into Cassia's eyes, "Boy, you are also a person imprisoned in this cage. From now on, no matter you leave the military school , or later join any organization in the empire, or be recruited by a giant company or a big family, this is a fate that cannot be escaped."

"People with cross pupils will definitely kill each other, regardless of whether they are enemies or partners. With its mark, even if you are not willing to do so, until you die, this killing feast that has lasted for hundreds of years will still show no signs of stopping. Only by picking up the sharp sword on your waist can you defend your own life." It seems that Bordeaux also had extraordinary experiences.

"I have always had the illusion that I have seen more corpses on the battlefield than the students I have seen in school. There are also people with burning cross pupils among them, but they have all changed in the big millstone of the battlefield. It became a corpse without temperature. I have been wondering why this war, which should have ended long ago, continues to this day? It wasn’t until later that I became qualified to observe the parliament. When I saw those lying in wheelchairs, wearing masks, Only when the ugly old people were kept alive by various medicines did I understand the meaning of war." The cross pupils in Bolei's eyes disappeared, "War is just a game, and the funny and sad thing is that all of us must participate."

"The war game has not yet reached the final level, and those with cross pupils are the advanced players in it. All countries want to be the biggest winner in the game, but they have never thought about what will be left once the game is cleared. Could it be that if you win a game of chess, you can become the holy emperor that people praise? It's just that this game ends and the next one begins."

Cassia listened very carefully.

Bolei shook his head, "Okay, boy, this is a freshman training speech written by a student from St. Dorag Theological Seminary. Except for you, everyone else in First Samsung College has been trained by me. I hope You can find your niche in it.”

Bordeaux looked at Cassia's dazed expression and smiled, walking in front.

"Cassia, I hope you can understand the meaning of this. Before becoming a coach, I was a veteran who retired from the battlefield. I have seen too much life and death. I hope you can survive in the future training, at least Don’t die in the few years I have been in charge. There is too much intolerance in my heart.”

"Coach, is this part of the speech?" Cassia asked after him. They walked down the main laboratory building, surrounded by bustling students on the road.

"Of course not. As a coach for so many years, too much of the cold-bloodedness on the battlefield has been erased by time. Otherwise, don't you think I am just a talkative middle-aged uncle now? In the past, I could only answer 'yes' and ' No, I don't want to say a word. I hope you can always maintain that hesitant attitude about shooting, which is something you are very likely to lose in the future." He did not put Cassia After being sent to the dormitory, he only went to the main laboratory building to sign relevant documents. They did not dare to delay Avalon's affairs.

"Coach Borei, if I had shot him at that time, would I have had a chance?" Cassia thought suddenly when she saw the abducted Borei's back.

"Of course, you can lie down in the hospital for a few days after enrolling in school, and by the way, you can learn how to perform surgery to connect broken bones." He quickly disappeared into the shadow of the building.

It was 4:30 in the afternoon when Cassia returned to the room. There was no one in the entire student dormitory, and it was still training time.

The air in the room did not feel dull because of the continuous heating supply. There was still a little water in the kettle, and Cassia drank a few glasses without dissatisfaction, then looked at the book on the table and sighed.

Mechanical control theory, introduction to firearms, detailed map illustrations of the empire, overview of extreme weather, theory of vehicle operation... a total of eleven books, and there is also a meager book in it - the second biological language, which has no specific information. Words only have meanings represented by various pronunciations.

There was a crack in the wall, and several pieces of printing paper were still stuck there.

Holding them in her hands, Cassia leaned on the bed and looked at them one by one from back to front.

"Tomorrow at six o'clock in the morning, physical training and surgery recovery exercises..." This is the daily schedule. The training courses will change every day, but the time is fixed. Cassia put him aside.

Then, the time and place for the distribution of surgical sedatives are notified. Each person has two doses per month, which must be collected and injected on time. Cassia thought of the blue fluorescent substance that the old professors injected into themselves. In Sukarius's words, it was a perfect evolutionary substance extracted from the blood of dragons, but the military terminology is a tranquilizer. . Its function is to maintain the stability of the transplanted tissue in the body, not only to avoid rejection, but also to prevent the occurrence of withering.

The next few pictures are various notification documents, all of which are densely packed with lines of black type.

The last one was also a notice, but the content was completely different.

"Three months later, the first to fifth three-star academies will conduct their first actual combat training."

The signature is the execution department.

In the first mission, the military department adopted a concise style on important matters.

Cassia jumped out of the bed and took off her blue hospital clothes. The traces of surgery on her strong body had been completely healed. Only the traces of the twenty-four suppressor tubes on the back, arms and legs are clearly visible.

If you move your rigid body lying on the hospital bed, the basic effects of the surgery will still be there. The improvement in vision and hearing was particularly obvious, but the strength, speed and physical strength failed to meet the surgical standards due to the effect of the suppression tube.

"The surgical assimilation of your body is still going on, and it is not even lagging behind that of others. But the inhibitory tube has put heavy shackles on all the tissues and organs in your body. Their functions have been strengthened under the surgery, and the inhibitory tube has also been suppressed. Severely weakened under suppression, if you want to exert the power of the basics of surgery, you can only work harder and intensify your training." Cassia remembered what the old professor said to himself when he was about to be discharged from the hospital, looking at the data in his hand. "The sedative cannot be stopped. Although your body's rejection reaction has stopped, in order to prevent recurrence, the number of suppressive tubes can only be reduced to sixteen when your surgery reaches the second stage. This is the final limit. "

"You don't have to worry. There have been many people in history who have carried sixteen suppressor tubes, and some of them can also succeed." The comfort in the old professor's words was too heavy, and Cassia was unwilling to expose him.

But with Sucarius' method, there is no need to worry about falling behind in strength. Cassia comforted herself while changing her clothes. At this time, I started to feel hungry.

After surgery, the body begins to enter the first phase - the compound growth phase. The main changes in the body are bone and muscle tissue, which require a lot of nutrients. The military school has also customized a special diet plan for them at this stage.

After putting on his training clothes, Cassia took his password card and ID card. After he prepared to fill his stomach, he started to follow the training of the other students.

She has to be in the same class with other people again, but Cassia doesn't know what this class will look like in the end.

"I'm really looking forward to it." Cassia breathed a long sigh of relief. When he stretched his body, the feeling of the twenty-four suppressor tubes was particularly obvious. This reminded him of the "cage" in the speech script of Bordeaux. His body was very strong. For the dragon organization, it is indeed a prison!