Chapter 97: 7.5

DeWitt sighed helplessly after watching his brother walk into the test room. Just now he specifically asked the head of the college to inquire about the content of the entrance test.
The person in charge was hesitant at first, after all, these contents generally need to be kept secret. But after thinking about the monstrous power of the Lindbergh family in the empire, he chose to tell him the content of this entrance exam.
The entrance test of San Mia College is simple and rude than ever. In addition to the regular written test for each necessary knowledge, there is also a practical test.
This actual combat test uses virtual technology to allow candidates to enter the virtual world for assessment. The college has set up a total of twenty-five levels, and only those who pass fifteen levels or above are eligible to enter the college for advanced studies. The first level is to play against the mecha controlled by the brain, and then the difficulty accumulates. At the last level, even professor-level characters will appear. Finally, the ranking is based on the level score, and the top 100 can enter the school.
Generally speaking, with the current virtual technology, the combat effectiveness of the virtual world will not deviate much from the real world, so the Academy didn't play any tricks this time, it just spoke according to the strength.
After the person in charge finished speaking, he also asked DeWitt to keep him secret. After listening, DeWitt agreed with a complicated mood.
If it wasn't for the fact that only a few of them knew that his brother was coming to the college, DeWitt wanted to suspect that the dean and his brother had colluded long ago. This kind of rule, isn't this blatantly open to my brother? ! Just ask who can stop the 3s mental power!
Contacting the combat power of an unreliable friend, the brigadier general was frustrated. Otherwise, DeWitt wanted to rush into the dean's room and snarled an old fox by the collar.
Isn't it good to throw people into remote galaxies and kill the insects like in previous years? It happened to be played this year!
The brigadier general who was very uncomfortable went crazy for a while. Then I have to admit that under this test mode, the probability of his brother being admitted is so high that he despairs. To make an analogy, suppose he thought that the probability of his brother being admitted is 0.01%, and the probability of being rejected is 99.9%. Now the situation is completely reversed.
Thinking of the old man in the family knowing that the plan was frustrated, he was blown up and stared, Dewitt silently mourned for his father for three seconds in his heart. Although he was actually gloating at this moment in his heart, there were more elements. Just talking about letting the old man at home deflate, Devitt wanted to give 32 likes to his brother.
Just thinking of this, Brigadier General's personal terminal rang. DeWitt saw that it was his old man who called.
He hesitated for a moment, then chose to connect.
Just about to tell the unfortunate news of the poor marshal who was still in the dark, the marshal's suppressed anger rang out first. Listening, Dewitt's handsome face also suddenly darkened.
Several schoolmates who had originally wanted to approach the senior who had already graduated, also withdrew because of this change. They carefully looked at this very famous genius senior, and when they cleverly observed the anger on his face, they were very aware of the situation.
Individuals who lost their power of observation due to excitement were also taken away wisely.
In fact, DeWitt's mood at the moment is indeed quite bad. He closed the terminal with a calm face. After learning something from his father, his original good mood of helplessness and pride was destroyed.
I turned on the optical brain on my wrist, and after a few quick operations, several red dots were marked on the map displayed by the optical brain. After a few glances at the location of the red spot, the brigadier general hurriedly left.

Having completed the written test, Ansair, who had just learned about the content of the test from the examiner, uttered a daze for a while. He is now in the examination room of the virtual world, waiting for arrangements. Various mechas are also displayed in the examination room for examinees to watch.
Most of the people who tried the same test were a few nobles, and because they had never appeared in front of the nobles, most people didn't know the identity of Ansair. Of course, some people have speculated on DeWitt's identity based on his previous actions, but only a few.
The nobles who didn't know the truth saw that Ansair was dressed in plain clothes and felt that he was not strong, but just a weak bate. Seeing him start to daze at the mecha, he immediately regarded him as a hillbilly who had never seen the world before. Some people couldn't help but ridicule and laugh at his irresponsibility.
"I really don't know how certain people got in! Those guys are also true, and everyone is allowed in." Noble a was a little dissatisfied, he mumbled intentionally.
"Where is the soil bun, look at his poor and sour look, I am afraid that I have never seen mech!" Noble b's face is full of contempt, his nostrils are upright, and he seems to feel that even looking at it has dirty his eyes.
"Bruce don't say that, maybe people have just stayed in the family for a long time and don't like these ordinary mechas!" Noble C smiled as if to excuse Ansair, but his tone was yin and yang.
Hearing the ridicule of the nobles, the black-haired boy seemed to lower his head sadly, his long hair falling down, making it difficult to see his expression. His behavior has fueled the arrogance of the nobles, and his words have become more and more excessive.
Seeing the wind heading in the direction he hoped, Ansair was pointed at by a thousand men, and the corners of Jiali's mouth curled up proudly. He brought up the topic just now. He looked at Ansair with contempt and disdain, and there was still a little twisted look of jealousy on his beautiful face, which was well concealed by him.
How can such a faceless guy be worthy of Master Dewitt! Carrie sneered in his heart.
I happened to see Ansair and DeWitt's intimate behavior outside before, and Garley, who had admired DeWitt since he was a child, couldn't stop being jealous of Ansair.
In his opinion, Ansair is useless except for a beautiful face, and he is also a humble and weak b, which is more than his pure and noble blood. If Master Devitt is looking for a partner, Garley is the best choice!
How could Carrie’s small means escape the eyes of the nobles, but the little nobles were happy to please the noble Carrie, and naturally followed his will to crusade the youth who seemed to have little power. Although the great aristocrats looked down on Garley's little tricks, they didn't think it was necessary to offend Garley for a b, so they looked on indifferently.
auzw.com "Hey, you guys are so noisy!" An impatient voice rang abruptly.
The aristocrats who said so happy suddenly looked dissatisfied in the direction of the voice, they wanted to see who dared to interrupt them.
At this look, the nobles were silent. The dissatisfaction in my heart was also cleared away.
"Luo, Your Royal Highness Rowan" someone stumbling and shouting. Even some courageous nobles have been scared into a cold sweat.
The noisy scene suddenly quieted strangely.
The voice was a handsome teenager. The blond teenager had iconic violet eyes, and his hands in his trouser pockets seemed very casual. Looks like a spoiled young master, but in fact it is exactly the same. Rowan Roland, the seventh prince most beloved by the Queen of the Empire, has outstanding talent since childhood.
At this moment, the noble Seventh Prince looked at the nobleman who had spoken with no expression on his face, his purple eyes were full of impatience, and there was still a little discomfort between his eyebrows.
"I said, you guys are very noisy"
"Yes, sorry, my Royal Highness Rowan, I, we are not intentional, please forgive me"
"Rowen" Carrie said in dissatisfaction, he frowned and looked at the young man in confusion. Even if they have a bad relationship, they are brothers who are related by blood anyway. Why should they help an outsider?
"Garley, I'm too lazy to care about what you are going to do, but please don't bother me!" Rowan didn't give Garley any face. The young man raised his chin arrogantly, but his voice was so flat that people couldn't ignore the disdain contained in it.
The arrogant Rowan doesn't like Garley, who likes to use tricks.
The face-lost Jiali's face was blue and white. He gritted his teeth, and a trace of coldness flashed in the purple eyes of the same color as the boy. Although gritted his teeth angrily, he clearly knew that Rowan, who was favored by the empress, could indeed not give himself face. At the moment, he gave Rowan a hateful look and gave up targeting Ansair.
As for Jiali, who was the royal family, he was saved by Rowan, and the other nobles didn't think they could be compared to Jiali, so they could only lose face.
Rowan, who was arrogant and self-willed, didn't cling to it after seeing that Jiali was not tossing. This farce came to an end hurriedly under Rowan's interference.
Absent-mindedly listening to the flattering words of the surrounding nobles, Rowan's gaze seemed to fall carelessly on the black-haired teenager being targeted by the crowd, and his beautiful eyes quickly passed the complex colors, so fast that it seemed to be an illusion.
Aunt's son, how could he be so weak?
Ansair didn't know that his distraction for a while had actually received a weak evaluation from the Seventh Prince's heart, but he probably wouldn't care if he knew it, after all, he was really weak, in various senses.

Garfiel, who had just settled an annoying matter, wandered aimlessly around the academy. He couldn't help but feel happy when he thought of how his old man might be angry with him.
Shouldn't they be good friends? Garfiel and DeWitt are still very synchronized in this matter.
Swinging around, Garfiel suddenly saw his calm friend Jun.
"Yo, DeWitt." Garfiel greeted DeWitt in a good mood.
DeWitt, who was asking about something, raised his eyes and saw a certain culprit, and his face suddenly became even worse. Very good, there is nowhere to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it is all effortless. After searching for a long time, I didn't find this guy, but now he took the initiative to appear before his eyes.
Since this guy came to the door on his own initiative, DeWitt has no reason to let it go. He immediately moved the muscles and bones of his hands. He came to his friend in three steps and two steps. He punched his friend's handsome face, which was fascinated by countless omegas.
Unsuspectingly, he was punched in the face by his friend, and his body followed Garfiel, who was staggered and tilted, for a rare blank in his head. Having been a good friend for so many years, Garfiel is the first time to see a good-tempered friend really angry.
"Hiss!" The pain on his left cheek made him subconsciously squinted, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. This is an extremely dangerous signal. The Zerg who saw his expression on the battlefield are almost dead.
Even friends can't hit him for no reason, especially-face.
Garfiel, who was successfully attacked by DeWitt, returned his hand unambiguously, and the two immediately fought together. Due to the difference in force value, DeWitt was basically beaten after Garfiel began to fight back.
But even so, DeWitt didn't mean to stop at all, and attacked Garfiel like a mad, regardless of the increasing wounds on his body.
There is only one thing in his mind right now, and that is to give a punch to the person in front of him.
"Enough!" The young and handsome alpha finally realized that his friend was in the wrong state. He frowned and asked, "DeWitt, what are you crazy about?"