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In the afternoon, after an hour of rest, everyone started the second lesson.

Oh, no, it should be the fourth lesson.

"I forgot to mention—you actually covered two lessons this morning..." Guo Yi explained belatedly, as if just realizing it. "I didn't sleep well last night, got a bit fuzzy.

The first lesson was called Gravity Adaptation.

That's why you were floating in mid-air while training.

Also, from now on, all your courses will be conducted in zero-gravity conditions, so you all need to get used to it well, while not forgetting how to handle gravity either.

After all, in the future, you'll not only go up into space but also down onto planets!"

Everyone jogged along, listening to Guo Yi's explanation, utterly speechless.

Especially Ostrich and Medic, who were still head-to-head...

"And the second lesson is called Mental Load Adaptation Training, which means you'll operate the Steering System.

Later on, your mental load will gradually increase until you can use a fully armed Gundam and sustain high-intensity combat for over an hour.

Of course, that's for the future. For now, let's start with operating the Steering System without any pressure first.

As for the third lesson..." Guo Yi held back a laugh and continued, "Driving a Gundam, thanks to the Distributed Control System, has become simpler and more flexible, but there are still plenty of mechanical controls to handle.

So the fourth lesson is memorizing the General Operation manual!

In simple terms, it's an academic class."

"..." Everyone stared at the densely packed buttons on their visors, a torrent of complaints ready to burst out.

But remembering the electric shock trio, they swallowed it down in the end.

That included the Ostrich trio themselves.

"I originally planned to wait until we changed locations and built a Gundam cockpit simulator before having you start learning." Guo Yi deliberately sighed, feigning helplessness. "But you all said you were warriors back from hell.

Since that's the case, if there's no difficulty, we'll create one and push through!

Keep it up!

Oh, right, one more thing—unless you pass, it's two lessons in the morning and two in the afternoon every day.

Every three days, there's a test. If you fail, you get a free High-Voltage Pulse Massage!"

Hearing Guo Yi's deranged words, everyone was left speechless.

Still, they'd brought this on themselves. They were basically being reforged from scratch...

Then, everyone turned their unfriendly gazes toward Ostrich, unanimously deciding: tonight, it's braised ostrich!

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Just a few days after Lone Wolf and War Wolf started their training, at Dog Head's main training base, a middle-aged man carrying a file knocked on He Zhijun's office door.

"Come in."

He Zhijun, head down reviewing some documents on his desk, replied casually.

"Old He!"

The middle-aged man, seeing He Zhijun buried in his papers, greeted him with a chuckle.

"Old Huang! What brings you here?" He Zhijun looked up, surprised and delighted at the voice. "Come, sit, have some tea."

"Take a look." Old Huang handed the file to He Zhijun, then took a sip of tea.

He Zhijun took the file with a puzzled expression.

After flipping through it carefully, he burst into hearty laughter. "I managed to intercept it after all!

From now on, Wolf Fang is going to get lively!"

Still laughing, He Zhijun quickly stood up, pulled a topographical map from his office desk, and spread it out in front of Old Huang. "Old Huang, according to the specs in the file, pick a spot nearby!"

"Mm." Old Huang nodded, studying the map closely while casually asking, "When Old Qian handed me this file, he was grinning ear to ear, couldn't hold it in.

What's the deal?"

"Don't ask. I know nothing!" He Zhijun said calmly. "But next, there might be a full military district competition.

That'll definitely include your logistics unit, so you'd better prepare well!"

Old Huang looked up at He Zhijun in surprise at his words.

Then, narrowing his eyes, Old Huang replied, "Mm!"

After that, the two didn't continue their conversation.

Around the same time He Zhijun received his orders, Elder Zhou's office had gathered a bunch of old colleagues, all of them senior scientists with national-level titles.

In short, everyone in that room was basically a national treasure.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I thought it'd take at least a decade or more to pull this off!"

An old man, eyes gleaming as he looked at the Dog Clone on the table, couldn't resist reaching out to touch it. "This is a fine piece of work!"

"Too bad it's only a Pseudo-Strong Artificial Intelligence, not a true Strong AI." Elder Zhou boasted to the other old colleagues. "You haven't seen the real Strong AI—it can respond perfectly based on a person's words and tone!"

"It's just that his answer was a bit..."

"Then why didn't you bring it over?" The old man who was petting the Dog Clone looked at Elder Zhou, his face full of irritation. "Why get a watered-down version like this?"

"No choice, I couldn't get it." Elder Zhou gave a bitter smile and explained to him, "That Strong Artificial Intelligence is his assistant; he needs it more. Besides, he's copied the same code for that Strong Artificial Intelligence hundreds of thousands of times. The only one that counts as a true Strong Artificial Intelligence is the one in his hands. The rest are all watered-down versions. So there's no way around it..."

"Isn't the code all the same?"

"According to him, there are a few segments of code that can't be deciphered—those might be the core of the Strong Artificial Intelligence. Even though he copied and pasted them the same way, for some reason they just won't run." Elder Zhou shrugged helplessly. "But I'm guessing that guy just found it too troublesome. After all, having one Strong Artificial Intelligence is enough for him, so he didn't bother digging deeper."

"So this 'him' you're talking about—is it one person, or a team?" An old woman, noticing Elder Zhou's smug grin, narrowed her eyes and suddenly asked with a chuckle, "What exactly does he have that requires a bunch of old-timers like us to work together? We've got tank experts, aircraft experts, warship experts, even aerospace people. Nothing matches!"

"Yeah, so what's the higher-ups' intention?" Another old man in work clothes nodded, curious. "Why suddenly tell us to wrap up all our projects within half a year? Just this artificial intelligence alone couldn't possibly bring all of us old folks together, right? Are you hiding something else from us?"

"Can't say. The only thing I can show you right now is this." Elder Zhou shook his head with a smile, stubbornly keeping quiet. "Or maybe you could go ask Old Zhao? He went through it with me; he knows the whole story too."

Old Zhao, who had been sitting in the room like a transparent man, sipping tea and watching the show, immediately raised his voice when he saw Elder Zhou redirect the heat toward him. "Elder Zhou has higher clearance than me. If he doesn't dare to say it, then I, a mere pawn, certainly don't dare either. When the time comes for you to know, you'll know. For now, I suggest you finish up what you can on your projects and seal away what needs to be shelved."

The group of old folks glanced left at Elder Zhou and right at Old Zhao, finding that no matter how they pressed, they couldn't get anything out of them. So they had no choice but to disband, bored. After all, there were confidentiality regulations in place. Though they didn't take them too seriously, pushing too hard for answers wouldn't be appropriate.

As for why they weren't worried about the confidentiality regulations? Just look at their identities, then take a good look at their ages. If they weren't reliable, then no one in this country would be. They might not even be able to stand tall and live with dignity!