novellaaa Chapter 24 I'm still used to taking off alone in secret.
Chapter 24 I'm still used to taking off alone in secret.
Lu Zhao knew why Chen Qinhu had come to him; he was deliberately trying to support his brother, which was why he readily gave Chen Qinhu his score of 90.
She probably also discovered that the dormitories were allocated according to talent, so she made a special appearance to become Lu Zhao's "backer".
For someone as timid and introverted as him, this was quite a courageous act.
Lu Zhao patted his arm to show his gratitude.
However, at this moment, another question lingered in their minds, and the others probably had the same question as them.
Why were the four people in dormitory 409, whose talent levels differed by more than 20 points, assigned to the same dormitory?
At least tens of thousands of people were conscripted from the entire county. It's hard to find someone with an 80-point score, but there are quite a few with a 70-point score. Lu Zhao and Shi Jian shouldn't be here.
"Forget it, there's no point in thinking about this. We'll probably just divide them up randomly and then change them later."
Lu Zhao then said nothing more.
.....
Although we were asked to stay in the building, nothing else happened except for lunch being delivered once at noon.
There were no orders, no instructions, and the cell phone had no signal.
The only good news was that Murong Can had come prepared, having downloaded several movies on his phone that could be projected onto the wall, so the five of them could gather around and watch them.
But after watching for a while, I got tired of it and returned to a state of utter boredom.
Lu Zhao leaned against the window, watching the people coming and going on the street not far away.
Reporting to the military area by 6 PM today is mandatory. Failure to do so will be considered a late arrival, and late arrivals are punishable by death.
just kidding.
The laws of the Qin Dynasty are not so harsh now. Being late will not result in immediate beheading, but only exile for two hundred light-years. There is no collective punishment, which is very humane.
As the sun set and night fell, at eight o'clock in the evening, finally, a sound came from the loudspeaker outside the corridor.
"Everyone, stand firmly and hold on tight indoors, ready for takeoff."
???
One sentence completely stunned Lu Zhao.
I still prefer to take off alone, secretly.
Just as he was wondering what it meant to prepare for takeoff indoors, he suddenly heard a muffled thud.
恐！
Then came a continuous, dull sound, coming from all directions.
As a native of Sichuan, he still couldn't forget the commotion even after traveling through time.
earthquake.
The sound was exactly the same as during the earthquake. The difference was that only at the very beginning, with that muffled thud, did the floor shake slightly, after which it returned to a relatively calm state, almost imperceptible unless you looked closely.
"Holy crap! Something's falling from the sky!"
Murong Can, who had also run to the window, exclaimed in surprise.
Even Yang Guangming, who had been pretending to be sullen, couldn't help but get excited and revealed his true nature, cursing, "Idiot, we're the ones on the rise."
Lu Zhao also discovered that the part of the "military zone" they were in was rising.
Only then did he realize that he had been deceived by preconceived notions all along.
He kept talking about transport ships, always feeling that before the event was triggered, everyone would board something like a starship.
However, he was wrong. The technology tree in this world is different. The Kun-class transport ship is not a ship, but a floating island embedded in the military zone. Its base is not soil, but prefabricated hull material. It only floats up when needed, like a giant Kun transforming into a Peng.
As his field of vision slowly rose, Lu Zhao saw further into the city, where he saw countless lights and neon-lit highways.
He couldn't find his own house, but he saw a landmark signal tower not far from home.
"Mom and Dad, Ningning, wait for me to come back and pick you up."
He bid farewell to his hometown silently. Although he had only traveled for ten days, the memories in his mind had built up deep emotions over more than a decade. Only now did he finally feel a little melancholy.
However, this melancholy was soon interrupted by new changes.
He saw a pale pink light screen slowly rise from the edge of the floating island, arcing towards the center of the island. In just one minute, it formed a protective shield, just like the stereotypical energy shield field in movies. The only difference was that the transparency was very low, and it was impossible to see outside through the light screen.
In this way, the thing called the Kun-type transport ship, which is actually a floating island, was protected.
Lu Zhao activated all the auxiliary skills and then carefully observed the shield. He discovered that the pale pink light curtain, while seemingly smooth, was actually covered with dim hexagonal patterns, within which energy flowed, indicating that its protective power should be very strong.
He glanced to the side and saw that Yang Guangming and Murong Can were both in shock, watching the entire takeoff process. Only Shi Jian remained unmoved, continuing to lift the dumbbells he had taken out earlier.
"This person is really indifferent..."
Before the thought had even fully crossed his mind, his expression suddenly changed drastically, and he rushed out of the dormitory as if his life depended on it, running towards room 304.
Sure enough, in the room where the door was open, Chen Qinhu huddled in a corner, hugging a pillow, shivering as he stared out the window.
Upon seeing Lu Zhao arrive, the burly man finally burst into tears.
"Zhao~ This is terrifying!!! We're not going to fall, are we?!"
.....
That evening, the loudspeaker in the corridor announced the assembly time for the next day and stated that the takeoff process was normal, so everyone could get some sleep and were prohibited from making noise or going to different dorm rooms.
This was a huge blow to Chen Qinhu. He had originally wanted Lu Zhao to stay with him, otherwise he really didn't dare to sleep.
Lu Zhao had no choice; he couldn't break the rules so soon after enlisting, so he could only go back to his dormitory to rest.
He lay on the bed staring out the window. The protective shield blocked out the starry sky, and he couldn't see anything. But by this time, the transport ship had probably already broken through the atmosphere of the planet where Gu Zhongzhou was located.
"That's amazing."
Before time travel, I never dared to even think about such a thing. Even when I saw footage of manned spaceships or space stations on TV, they were usually completely covered by the ship's hull.
Now, he was actually rising into the air with a man-made floating island, with only a "thin" protective shield above his head.
"How do we travel through interstellar space?"
"Has it already surpassed the speed of light?"
"Damn it, I should have studied physics properly back then."
Lu Zhao fell asleep while pondering his thoughts.
The next morning, the alarm clock woke everyone up.
Murong Can rolled over, pressed his head down with a pillow, and continued to stay in bed. Yang Guangming sat up and stared blankly in bed, while Shi Jian jumped out of bed almost immediately and went to the bathroom to wash up.
Lu Zhao also jumped down, put on the black training uniform that had been prepared in advance in the closet, short sleeves and long pants, and after tidying himself up, went downstairs.
The hall was filled with square stainless steel basins, just like those in a school cafeteria, containing pork and scallion buns, mung bean porridge, boiled eggs, and pickled vegetables.
There were no seats, so a few people squatted on the side and slurped their food.
Lu Zhao also ate two eggs and two large meat buns. He remembered Zhou Changsheng's instructions to eat more and exercise more.
"The filling in this bun is quite large, but the taste is just average."
A few minutes later, Chen Qinhu also came downstairs. He had dark circles under his eyes and looked a little haggard, clearly indicating that he hadn't slept well the night before.
Lu Zhao found it a bit funny. After he finished eating, they walked together to the designated training ground.
The Kun-shaped transport ship, or rather the floating island, flew very smoothly, and walking on flat ground was simply...as easy as walking on flat ground.
The surrounding houses blocked the view, obscuring the edge of the transport ship. At this moment, as long as one did not look up at the sky, it felt as if one was still in the original city.
After walking through two streets, a huge training field came into view, as big as several football fields side by side.
A number of people had already gathered there. Lu Zhao met several of his classmates, including Zhang Zilian and Huang Chan. After chatting for a while, he learned that although everyone's dormitories were not in the same building, they trained in the same place because it was divided according to the area where their household registration was located.
Before I could say much, the loudspeaker started instructing everyone to assemble in order of their building.
There were several hundred people in Lu Zhao's building, all gathered together in a noisy huddle.
Meanwhile, there are many veterans on the training ground, who are easy to distinguish from the new recruits by the insignia on their uniforms.
The first four ranks of sergeants are Gongshi, Shangzao, Chaniao, and Bugeng, and their symbol is a long halberd. The addition of a bar on the halberd handle signifies a promotion.
Most of the veterans who came to organize the training were advanced soldiers, and their halberd handles had at least two bars, while the new recruits' halberd handles did not have bars.
"Attention all!"
Suddenly, a roaring voice rang out from the front of the crowd. People behind them stood on tiptoe, craned their necks, or circled to the sides, trying to see who was speaking. The people who had been huddled together instantly spread out.
The man in front of them had a buzz cut, a round face, and a cold, sharp gaze. The insignia on his chest was not a halberd, but a sword with a bar on the blade. He was a doctor with the rank of fifth grade.
He held a long stick in his hand and tapped it on the ground in front of him.
"Number 10588, come here."
A girl ran over.
The man walked a dozen steps to the side and then pointed at the spot with his long stick.
"10638".
Another boy stepped forward and stood in line.
The man repeated it about ten times, and those whose numbers were called all stood up.
"Fifty people form a unit, ten people in a row and five people in a column, with smaller numbers on the left and larger numbers on the right. Assemble!"
Lu Zhao quickly calculated that his registration number was 10777, which placed him in the third formation. He hurried over.
The newly conscripted soldiers weren't all students; they also included vagrants, small vendors, factory workers, teachers, and even poultry farmers...
In short, the process of bringing together people from all walks of life was extremely difficult.
Lu Zhao kept Zhou Changsheng's teachings in mind and did not try to take the lead in organizing the event. He simply found his place in the fourth row and stood there.
After quite some time, the line was finally organized in a crooked and uneven manner, without any order of height.
After they took their positions, the doctor with the rank of fifth grade left, and a group of soldiers with two halberd handles took their place, each taking charge of a fifty-man square formation.
"First three rows, squat down."
This is a handsome young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.
"I am your instructor for the new recruits. My name is Chang Fei. This is the first time we've met, so you may not know me well yet, but that's okay. In the time to come, I will make a lasting impression on you."
It tastes just right.
Lu Zhao rediscovered the feeling he had during military training.