Sixty-two The counterattack of poor b

After the group of freshmen who suddenly entered the auditorium who seemed to be the inexplicable "special subject" arrived, the admission ceremony finally began. But in fact, if you really want to say, the admission ceremony will not be different from ordinary colleges outside. It is probably said that "work hard in the new academic year" and other things have no substantial nutrition.

Such regular and routine speech disappointed Rorona, who was curious about this special academy, but she was not extremely impatient, because even if she paid attention to a lot of messy settings at once, she would probably not be able to make up her mind to record carefully, right?

So, anyway, the admission ceremony is enough for this - probably the idea that the admission ceremony is not a admission ceremony if it is not boring.

However, such a boring admission ceremony is not something that Rorona cannot bear to end, because if she really wants to say it, such a boring meeting has been instructed for more than ten years in her previous life. And as long as she practices the magical skill of "sleeping while standing" or "sleeping when she opens her eyes", this long and boring meeting is not worth mentioning at all.

After being timidly woken up by a female classmate next to her, it was already the time to end the entrance ceremony.

Really, am I so scary? Although the actual score is very high, you don’t need to look at yourself with such a beast-like look that may suddenly start to hurt people at any time, right? Rorona was about to say this, and asked the classmate next to her to stop her rude eyes, but she could only stop helplessly.

Because at this time, the staff of the colleges responsible for leading them to the areas of their respective study departments have appeared.

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Although I had already known this scale since I was flying in the mecha at the height of this academy - because it was completely like a military base.

When walking directly above, I have a clearer understanding of this range. Fortunately, the school department, as a teaching area, is not located too far from the center of the college.

But even so, it still took half an hour to reach it.

"It's really unpleasant, those guys." After stopping, just sitting down in a huge classroom that seemed to be used for some kind of large lectures, one of the students made a sound dissatisfied.

Obviously, after the college staff, who is the only adult, left, and during the time when the school tutor could talk to future classmates at will, they should talk about some more relaxed and suitable topics for making friends, but at this time, because of the previous small incidents, their attention was focused on another aspect.

If you really want to say it, the other party actually didn't offend them, but what caused them to become hostile to them was only because of the slightest problem of the other party's "attitude"... But at this point, perhaps even the attack department or other students in the communication department should have the same idea.

Because those standing here are some teenagers and girls who are not over 18 years old, that is, teenagers and girls who are underage, and at the same time, at such an age, they are the most rebellious. They are probably the kind of bad students who often say "Ah, what's wrong with it?" and they are mostly at this age.

"Ah, but what subject is that? Although it seems to be a relatively special subject, there is no reason to be better than our logistics department, right? After all, I said it very clearly during the entrance examination. Our logistics department has the highest score line. What exactly gave them the conditions to look down on us?" Immediately, such a voice of agreement came from around me, and it also had the same sense of indignation.

"That's right! Do you think so too? What special subject? Why don't we use the mecha we developed? I have decided that I want to go to the maintenance department and put on their shoes! Secretly remove one of their screws or something..." After hearing his topic, the students who spoke before immediately became excited.

"Heroes have similar views!" Sometimes, for young people who are still passionate, compared to the sweet words of pleasing people, as long as they have a common enemy, friendship is much faster than they imagined...

"Good second brother! Follow Brother Xin, and you will be super amazing!"

"Brother is so bold!" With just a few words, these two guys established a friendship at least on the same front.

Hey, are the friendships of these guys so worthless? Rorona thought helplessly and wiped her cold sweat, but if she wanted to say that those guys were unhappy, she herself felt the same way. But this is not a big problem for her. After all, if you really want to say something about the guys she was unhappy, you probably can't count them all night.

But even though she didn't care, the facts were not so unrelated to her...

"Yes, when it comes to top students, we are! That's right? Sister Rorona's head!" The sudden sound from the side made Rorona tighten.

"Ha...ah? What?" Rorona turned her face in pain and looked at the guy who accidentally dragged her into the water. No matter how you look, she was just a four-eyed man with glasses, with no combat power. Indeed, in front of her exaggerated actual combat score, except for some people who would look at him like a weird person, perhaps she would have used this kind of admirational gaze, right?

Perhaps such admiring eyes would make Rorona feel happy at other times, but it would only give her a headache at this time.

"That's right! The only S-level student in actual combat is in our logistics department. Isn't this enough to explain the problem? Let's talk about it quickly, and I'll give some guys from the special color department to let them know that our logistics department is the top one!" At the same time, as expected, the name Rorona sets a climax again.

No, although I was very upset about being suppressed by someone, why did I come up with this? Moreover, these guys didn't notice it at all? This is just their inexplicable hostility... or jealousy? Are these guys all passionate idiots? Rorona covered her forehead with a painful face.

But there are still many ways to deal with such a bunch of passionate idiots, such as...

"But after all, no one knows what the special subject is?" Rorona spread her hands helplessly and said, "Hey, it's not okay to even raise hostility in what subject the other party is? Hey, if you take the initiative to challenge the other party without even knowing how good you are, you will be wiped out?"

For example, let them change the topic in this way.

"Indeed, I am worthy of being a genius in actual combat!" Such a deep voice sounded again, the freshman who had previously said, "Their weakness... is the heart!", and did not expect that this guy was from the logistics department. He pushed up his glasses again as if he noticed something terrible.

"That is a subject name that has never appeared in admission publicity. In other words, as long as the students who participated in the assessment, they are definitely among the three known departments. In other words... they are not students who participated in the admission assessment directly. It's really terrible. In the current situation, it seems that we know nothing about the enemy except the subject to which the other party belongs!" The man in glasses said with a serious look on his face.

"I almost wiped out the whole army!" Finally, he made a summary with a cautious look on his face.

Rorona covered her forehead helplessly: It was nothing to be wiped out, I just said it casually, please don’t say it the same as it is true?!

However, the analysis of the man with glasses threw down a huge rock again in the already calm atmosphere.

"What...what?! So that's it, I understand, that is, are they rich second generations? Are those guys all the rich second generations who passed the exam after leaving?! It's obvious that everyone worked so hard to pass... That guy, he clearly agreed to enroll together... But I was the only one who appeared here in the end." A freshman student said gritted his teeth, as if such a dark curtain had touched some of his memories.

"I will never admit this result!"

"No wonder, no wonder they looked at us with contempt. Is it really ridiculing us for being poor and rustic? Unforgivable!!" With a "bang", a chalk that was caught casually blew into the hands of an angry student, as if warning those who they said "rich second generation who walked through the back door". The young man's anger was not so easy to bear!

"Nani!! The reason for defeating them is more sufficient!" Suddenly, a look of as if appeared on the faces of the entire logistics department's students.

Things were completely in a strange direction... Rorona lowered her head helplessly, and sat silently in the corner of the classroom as if it was burned out - this development... Is it going to be fired for trouble on the first day of school? It's such a sad life!

"I suddenly wanted to go to the toilet halfway through the last actual test. Although it caused a lot of trouble, I also found out the terrain nearby for this incident? If I remember correctly, there happened to be a launch pad nearby? If I said so, there must be some body? I said, let's hijack it? This will definitely teach them a lesson!" Such a proposal once again caused an uproar.

"Indeed, this rich second generation may carry very powerful self-defense props such as the 'little witch Miraku transformed stick'... But if we have a mecha at hand that can attack, we are not afraid at all! Compared to the mechas, those are just children's toys!" What made Rorona helpless was that there were actually people who agreed.

"Are you stupid?" Rorona sighed weakly, but because of her remote location, it did not come to their ears.

Of course, they did not achieve any objection or obstruction of their discussion.

"But after all, they are still students from the same academy, so they just need to teach a lesson secretly. Although the mecha is usually equipped with hindering the equipment of toxic gases, as long as the other party is put on, we will not be able to see our faces clearly. But this is not enough. I hope to set a code number for each of us to hide our identity, and at the same time, a code number for this action..." A guy who seemed to have a little brain and considered the consequences said in a deep voice.

"The counterattack of the poor b!" This name instantly appeared in the minds of every new student in the logistics department present, and it naturally became the code name for this operation.

However, such a thing has been completely thrown out by Rorona - a hijacking? He beats people in the entire subject just because he thinks that the other party has walked through the back door and entered the school? Don't joke, it's not a hot-blooded university, a leader, a bad boy, or something... maybe he just talks casually, right?

However, just as she sat aside and was about to wait quietly for the mentor in charge of their logistics department to appear, a voice beside her pulled her back to reality.

"Egg Egg Rice, we're leaving. Please make sure to let us see your power this time!" The person who spoke was a guy tied to his chin with a corner of his temporary private curtain. He said in a muffled voice through the corner of the curtain cloth. This not only temporarily blocked his face, but also slightly distorted some of his voice so that it would not be discovered by familiar people.

As a temporary hidden identity configuration, it can be said to be impeccable. If you really want to say it, then there is only the only point - because the tied position is located in front of the nose, making it look a bit similar to the conventional outfit of the thief who stole underwear in the rumor...

"Ah? Egg egg rice?" Rorona looked at this strange guy who looked like a thief in his underwear in a daze. Although she couldn't recognize him, she should be one of the same classmates.

The other party did not care at all and continued, "Mr. Rorona, I am the fried beef river. Egg egg rice is your code name, Lord. Rorona! I finally helped you get this deterrent action code name!"

"Let the code name of egg rice resound throughout the entire 'Little B's counterattack' operation!" Finally, he added with admiration again, as if he completely regarded Rorona, who had a practical score, as the trump card of the entire logistics department's operation.

Ah? These guys are really here? Rorona showed a painful expression - although it is a compliment in other aspects, it is completely impossible for her to have any admiration until now.

"No, I don't feel happy at all. Don't you think that a real strong man wouldn't draw his sword because of this meaningless battle? And I suddenly felt a little stomachache..." Rorona waved her hand and said. She didn't plan to participate in this inexplicable and extremely serious action.

If you beat a student in the same school or something, it would be a simple punishment like cleaning the toilet for several weeks after your identity is exposed?

"Haha, what's the joke? Lord Egg Dan Risen. If Lord Egg Dan Risen is not here, we may lose. If we are defeated and caught, our identity will definitely be exposed? In this way, the entire logistics department will be forced to drop out of school because of this!" The other party waved his hand with a smile.

The entire logistics department... is it 'whole'? And it's still a dropout? At this time, Rorona's expression was twisted in a piece due to the pain: "No, I suddenly felt that it didn't hurt anymore."

Because there is no way out.

Unexpectedly, I was always responsible for causing trouble for others and faced such a thing in person. Rorona pulled off the curtains in the nearby state, covered her face randomly, and followed the revolutionary team that had "completely ignited" ahead.

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In this huge building defined as the center of the college, in addition to the classrooms of three academic departments, there are various measures such as standby rooms. What connects these are empty walkways connected like spider webs - perhaps not lost to familiar people, but for freshmen, it is not the same statement at all.

The wide and narrow corridor is quiet because this is a time when no students will be wandering around. If nothing unexpected happens, the freshmen should be accepting the instructor explaining the relevant matters in the college. As for other grades, they are just in time for their respective courses.

So, no figure should have appeared here.

But at this moment, a sneaky wrist suddenly appeared in a corner of the turning point of the narrow corridor, and a small piece of palm-sized lens was pinched in his hand. He illuminated the corridor after the turning point for a while, and confirmed that there was no sign of the college staff or tutor responsible for the inspection...

A figure wearing a normal school uniform but covering her face with a cloth piece instantly rushed out of the corner, and at the same time, she made a gesture into the corner where he had just rushed out with a nervous look on her face: "No one...safe! Brothers go!"

As his voice rushed out from the same position, there were hundreds of guys of different heights, but with the same dress and the same face, hundreds of people were sneaking... No, this was already a huge exploration and moving forward. Perhaps any mentor or employee would be shocked here.

This...is a mutiny?

After moving forward safely in the same way for a while, the student of the logistics department holding a mirror began to turn his head uncertainly and ask his accomplices behind him: "Fry vegetables, are you right? Could it be that you were too anxious when looking for the toilet before, and you remembered the wrong location completely?"

Sometimes, it takes a whole night to prove a problem to others, but sometimes, just a look and a sentence is enough... and such an obvious difference depends only on the relationship between trust or not.

"French cakes, absolutely true!" Just such an answer has already made the young man with the code name "French cakes" ahead continue to walk as he said - perhaps because he has the same goal, or because the other party shouted his own code name is enough to prove that he can trust.

Finally, after carefully crossing the last corner, the young girls who directly selected the code name with the dishes on the canteen dining brand finally stopped.

Because the potato cakes in front of him never gave any orders to continue moving forward, they were looking at the fried vegetables beside them with a cautious look on their faces.

"The sword of justice we want is inside!" said the stir-fried vegetables clearly.
Chapter completed!