It could be said that it was specially prepared for those who didn't need to waste time on ordinary majors.
The distant students occasionally cast envious and admiring glances.
"He's definitely the first, isn't he? Performance, potential development, real combat, all the strongest among us," Qi Xing said carelessly, a smile forming at the corner of his mouth as he asked, "Old Zhao, do you admit it?"
He was addressing a well-built, sharp-featured young man who, hearing this clearly provocative remark, just glanced at him and said nothing.
"The ranking doesn't matter; we will inevitably get into the special training class," Roth said calmly.
"There's no doubt about that, but the issue is that Professor Wu, who has been silent for many years, has suddenly come out of retirement," Qi Xing recalled:
"I remember when I was a child, Professor Wu was at the height of his career, receiving invitations from several interstellar laboratories. That was a great honor for our Blue Star."
