DHMB - Chapter 1
Chapter 1
"Next."
In the quiet conference room, a cold male voice echoed.
Immediately, a new identity card lit up, and the specific information of the cardholder appeared in mid-air.
《Alliance Military University Admission Application Form》
Name: Kai Yun
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Applied Major: Individual Combat Department
Special Status: King
Planet: Rebuilt Barren Star! (Original Name: Alliance A302 Star System Abandoned Planet. Certified. Now Private Property.)
Combat Power: Unverified
Weapon: Top Secret
Notes: Rare Energy Immunity
The expressions of the several administrators of the Alliance Military University finally showed a slight ripple after seeing the description.
"A Planet Inheritor," one person sighed with emotion. "I didn't expect to see a true Planet Inheritor in this era."
When a certain planet is confirmed by the Alliance as an uninhabitable abandoned planet for various reasons, if the original inhabitants are unwilling to leave and continue to reside there for a certain number of years, they can apply for the planet to become private property.
The term "Planet Inheritor" first appeared because some original inhabitants, in order to claim the provision of "divisible remaining resources of the planet," forcibly settled on abandoned planets, refused and were hostile to Alliance rescue efforts, ultimately leading to mass deaths. They were then mocked as "Planet Inheritors" who valued money over life.
True "Planet Inheritors" in the original sense are now almost extinct, because the barren stars that the Alliance designates as abandoned planets are generally unsafe to inhabit.
Later, this identity was often impersonated by space pirates, which had a widespread impact, and "Planet Inheritor" gradually became a synonym for illegal plunderers.
"Ahem."
Realizing his inappropriate wording, the person immediately got to the point.
"According to Alliance regulations, all universities should give certain preferential treatment to former human residents who have a cooperation intention, but this does not include the Individual Combat Department..."
"Moreover, she actually has Rare Energy Immunity, which means she cannot use any high-end weapons made and supported by rare energy. In individual combat, this is equivalent to being disabled. I believe she does not have the qualification to be recruited."
"As expected, is it because of long-term residence on an abandoned planet that her genes have undergone inferior mutation? If she has Rare Energy Immunity, no matter how strong her physical fitness is, she no longer has the qualification to become a rescue soldier. There is no point in cultivating her."
"Yes. Individual combat training requires a lot of resources. I don't think it's necessary to recruit a student with no combat capability."
"The number of female students in the Individual Combat Department is scarce because gender is not considered in the assessment of strength."
"Immunity to rare energy means a lack of offensive power. She might not even be able to graduate from our school."
Everyone then unanimously stated:
"Rejected."
"Rejected."
"Suggest she transfer to logistics or liberal arts majors."
"..."
"Thump"
After the stern sound of the stamp, the words "Rejected" were left in red on the form. Immediately after, another person's cold voice sounded.
"Next."
...Three months passed in the blink of an eye. After the major military academies finished their frantic battle for student recruitment, they immediately launched the fiery Alliance Military Academy Tournament.
The joint competition composed of hundreds of prestigious schools was almost the biggest annual event frenzy in the Alliance.
Only students from the second year onwards could register to participate, and their performance evaluation was included in the graduation assessment. This standard has always been a valuable on-site teaching resource for showcasing the educational strength of universities, promoting team cohesion, and allowing senior students to establish their prestige... ahem... in front of new students.
Especially the later live-action elimination rounds, mixed with various passionate and dazzling competitions.
Most new students experience a period of inability to adapt to the changes in individual combat style after entering university. This is their first lesson in learning to integrate.
After all, how to calmly face being defeated is also a valuable experience.
Approaching 12 o'clock, the female voice broadcast began to repeat throughout the school, urging students to enter the venue.
"The first match of the 389th Alliance Military Academy Tournament is about to begin."
"Competition Format: Team Match."
"Assessment Mode: Full Simulation."
"Team Member Requirement: Six people or less."
"Please form teams as soon as possible if you haven't already. Members who haven't checked in, please take your positions immediately. The results of this tournament will be included in the final evaluation score. The announcement will be broadcast again..."
The proctor responsible for identity verification sat bored at the entrance of the examination hall, stretching his arm and yawning.
Most students had already reported. Those who hadn't appeared likely chose to forfeit directly, as this was a very important assessment match, not a casual check-in.
The proctor sighed with emotion: "Ah, the passionate summer of youth..."
Every time this happened, he would remember the first large sum of money he earned from the tournament live broadcast, and couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile.
Promoting military combat through live broadcasts to increase the income of combat personnel was his favorite policy. Since then, joining the military has become a high-income, high-security profession, and national heroes are the idols of the new era.
It was estimated that a large group of people were currently waiting in front of their networks for the live broadcast to begin. After all, the military academy tournament was one of the high-end technical match broadcasts accessible to ordinary citizens, and both the equipment and the participants' level were impeccable.
Just as his mind was wandering, a card was handed over from across the table.
"Reporting in."
The proctor was surprised.
No way, coming now?
He looked up and found it was a rare female student, and a pretty one at that. Her hair was tied up high, revealing extremely heroic features. Her lowered gaze made her look a bit cold, but the polite smile she gave when meeting his eyes seemed a little cute.
Following his gaze down her face, he found that this female student was dressed very roughly.
She was wearing a martial arts robe with a strong ancient Chinese style—this was not the Alliance's daily wear. The cuffs and trouser legs were tied up, and the neckline was slightly wide, revealing a section of her collarbone. This attire made her limbs look slender, but also a little thin.
She carried several weapons wrapped in cloth on her back—this wasn't strange, as some people liked to carry several knives when going out. If one got dull, they could switch to another, commonly known as a "blade enthusiast"...
The strangest thing was the potted plant she was holding in her arms.
...It was indeed a potted plant. The withered, seemingly dying young leaves, and the stubbornly growing branches, even looked a little like...
"Please help me take care of my little tomato."
The female student spoke herself, "Every half hour, please strictly water it with nutrient solution according to the time. Thank you."
Saying this, she also placed a bottle of nutrient planting solution down.
The soil in this small pot was loose and whitish, clearly unsuitable for cultivation. Now that precious nutrient planting solution had been poured on it, it had become clumpy, but the tomato still only grew into this sorry state, which was enough to prove how useless this soil was.
Apart from polluted areas, such soil couldn't be found anywhere in the Alliance. So where did she dig this thing up from?
The proctor finally snapped back to attention, straightening his face and saying, "Do you know you're almost late? Why are you only coming now? There are only fifteen minutes left, I hope you already have your team!"
The female student opposite hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm not a student from your school. I'm just here to take the exam."
The proctor was stunned.
For the military academy tournament, large military academies generally had their own compliant examination sites. Only some small or obscure military academies would need to borrow a site. But these schools usually found it difficult to obtain the qualification to participate in the military academy tournament. After all, the gap in level was there, and prestigious schools mostly didn't like to play with them. To get through the connections, it probably wouldn't work without some money.
However, people with money generally started practicing martial arts early and wouldn't end up having to go to a Mobile University.
So it was likely a connected individual from the Mobile University. A core player in the cannon fodder teams over the years.
The proctor swiped the card in the slot next to him.
Name: Kai Yun
Current Occupation: Student (Alliance Capital Star Mobile University · Six)
Status: King (Interstellar Exchange Student)
Planet: Rebuilt Barren Star! (Original Name: Alliance A302 Star System Abandoned Planet, Certified, Now Private Property)
Examination Hall: Alliance Military University Map 21
Rank: Unverified
Weapon: Top Secret
Notes: Top Secret · Hidden
Confirming compliance, the proctor handed the identity card back to her and urged, "Hurry up and go in! You still need to store irrelevant items and form a team, run now! Quick, quick, quick!"
The female student, carrying her equipment, hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly jogged into the examination hall.
"Sigh..."
The proctor withdrew his gaze and looked at the little tomato plant again. Just as his hand was about to touch a leaf, he suddenly jolted awake. He scrolled back one page of information and stared at the words "King" on it, looking at them dozens of times.
"Young people nowadays are truly amazing!" he said enviously, slapping his thigh. "To actually inherit a planet! This status is different, truly different."
"But this planet, why does it sound a little familiar?"
He immediately started searching for "Alliance A302 Star System Abandoned Planet" on the web. He found that this planet had been abandoned for a long time, and the currently registered legal residents were...
...a wolf.
The proctor tapped the table with his hand, itching to follow the tournament in real-time. With less than five minutes remaining, he finally couldn't resist opening the live broadcast interface on his optical computer.
He scanned through the channels and finally tuned into examination hall "21" where Kai Yun was located.
That female student looked like she couldn't fight much, so it shouldn't take too long. After that match ended, he could go back and follow the examination halls with the seeded players. One must know, cruel scenes like "destroying a beautiful flower"... were unmissable highlights in previous tournaments.
Whoever could snatch points from the beauty would gain the most sincere friendship and blessings from single people in various schools for years to come. - Cheers to this throat-burning friendship validated by revolution!
The proctor chuckled gleefully. The screen on his optical computer shifted, already jumping to the tournament login interface.
At this time, the entrance was crowded with people. In the front was a patch of white mist, indicating it hadn't opened yet. Behind that was the treasure map randomly selected for this examination hall.
The female student he had seen not long ago was sitting cross-legged at the entrance, waiting to form a team.
Because it was a full simulation, the real people were currently lying in virtual equipment, and the system data provided the examinees with standard combat uniforms. The military university examination hall's uniform was black military attire.
Wearing the military uniform, it had to be said that the female student looked even more formidable. Her expressionless eyes added a mysterious aura of a master.
Maybe there was a chance?
The proctor felt a slight flicker of anticipation.
The female student sat cross-legged on the ground, with a large white sign produced by the system on her back, on which the large words "Seeking Team!" were written.
The proctor checked the time and found there were less than three minutes left. It was already the preparation stage for entry, but she was still sitting there alone, waiting to be picked up.
The proctor was somewhat anxious, but also felt it was reasonable. Then he sighed helplessly and sympathetically: "She should have come earlier."
Look, now she didn't even have time to use her looks.
Then he muttered, "Why is she so dull? Students from Mobile University don't have past performance to refer to, she should at least step forward and shout a few words, or perform a set of saber techniques to demonstrate..."
Kai Yun wasn't nervous at all; her face showed more curiosity.
Because it was still the preparation stage, the God's-eye view live broadcast room of the examination hall couldn't pick up the quiet conversations between examinees. But Kai Yun, being in the midst of it, could hear clearly by slightly tilting her ear.
Since she appeared, there had been intermittent murmuring around her.
Kai Yun scratched her ear, trying to glean some information about the tournament from their conversations, but it wasn't very effective. Some of the things they were talking about, she didn't understand.
"How did a student suddenly appear, and she doesn't seem to have a team?"
"Our team is just short one person, should we recruit her?"
"Recruit a ghost? Recruit her to be a pampered lord? Look at that face! It's written all over it: no chance of victory!"
"Maybe she's naturally beautiful..."
"Ghost! She's wearing the black uniform of the military university examination hall, right? I swear on my graduation points, I've never seen her before. How exaggerated is that facial adjustment?"
"Shut up quickly! Have you forgotten the fear of being dominated by freeloaders?"
"No, I'm thinking if we recruit her, maybe we'll get more camera time, maybe even make it to the homepage? How about a five-person escort to boost her personal live stream gifts? We'd be rich!"
"Can you protect her? Don't you know how many single dogs in military schools like to destroy beautiful flowers?"
Kai Yun tilted her head and looked towards the team that was talking.
Seeing that they were discovered, the few people whispering immediately fell silent and started whistling and looking at the sky to cover up.
One boy whispered, "Wow, her ears are sharp, she heard that just now, right?"
"Just focus on the match. See if we can score a wave at the start."
Basically, the start and the finish are where the most deaths occur, because there's a large wave of troublemakers who don't mind causing chaos and love to fish in troubled waters – the sneaky players.
However, the number of female students in this examination hall was indeed very small. Less than twenty.
This was Kai Yun's first time participating in the military academy tournament. She had only briefly skimmed through videos from previous years and found that the further the competition progressed, the more the male-female ratio would widen to an incredible degree.
Because of this, it was widely recognized—
Martial arts is a man's world.
Kai Yun raised her hand and touched the large saber on her back.
Hmm. It was wailing.
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