Once Song Yu traveled through time, he transformed from a high-level civilized world into a frail, combat-type military cadet with extremely poor physical condition. It was said that he had just taken a month's sick leave not long ago.
She can't lift her shoulders with her hands. Is it too late to change her major now?
Wait, the top students in the combat department can not only enjoy top-notch nutritional supplements, but also have senior pharmacists on call at any time?
Isn't it just fighting? She can do it!
Song Yu looked at the nearly bankrupt mecha scrap station he inherited and rolled up his sleeves.
If you don't have enough strength, you need weapons.
Isn't it an S-class intellectual beast? She makes an SSS-class AWM and shoots it in the head with one shot.
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A few months later, Song Yu single-handedly entered the top 100 of the college league and broke the simulated battlefield rating record on the same day, the video of his battle was broadcast live on the entire network.
"Where did this Song Yu come from, and he is actually more popular than the geniuses of Emperor Star?"
"Nowadays, these colleges and universities don't even perform any shows. What kind of new recruitment advertisement is this?"
"Next time, let's find a strong model as a model. With such a small body, I can catch someone cold just by waving my hand."
In the picture, the frail figure who took three steps and gasped began to fight against the intelligent beast head-on.
The simulated battlefield scene ended, the intelligent beasts were wiped out, and the scene, which had been silent for a long time, completely exploded.
"What are all the series of things she has that dazzled me?"
"Wait, are those the wings of the aircraft, the cannon of the battleship, and the tracking locking ring of the star pirate ship? No, where did the sweeping robot behind come from?"
A year later, this statement was circulated on Star Network:
Song Yu broke the All Star Simulated Battlefield League record by picking up rags.
Since the interstellar officially started the scrap era.
Going to school is worse than picking up rags.
Go ahead and pick up the rags.
Intention: To be the best in practice