"No, I'm not 1.5."
Lü Qinglong shook his head.
"All right. Looks like the limit for the human eye is probably only 1.2."
"I've always wondered about those pilots. A vision requirement of 1.5 seems a bit ridiculous."
"Qinglong, you were standing so far away just now and got every letter right on the bottom row, but your vision was still only 1.2."
Ji Baichang shook his head, disappointment in his eyes.
If he could choose, he'd actually rather become a pilot than join the army.
But his grades and eyesight didn't meet the requirements, so later on he'd just spend a little money to get a private pilot's license and experience flying that way.
"Take a look."
Lü Qinglong didn't say anything else. While they waited in line for the second test, the ultrasound, he handed the form to Ji Baichang.
"What's up, Qinglong?"
Ji Baichang still had no idea what he was up to. He took the form and glanced at it, then froze.
"What does 2.0 for both the left and right eyes mean? I thought 1.5 was the highest vision score. How can there be a 2.0?"
Ji Baichang's brain could barely keep up.
"Recruits in the back, stop talking and keep the line orderly!"
The veteran at the front barked at them. Ji Baichang immediately fell silent. As he handed the form back to Lü Qinglong, he'd nearly lost the urge to make fun of him.
This guy really wasn't normal.
What if the ultrasound showed he had two hearts and three lungs?
Then Lü Qinglong really would be a Space Marine. Case closed!
When it was Lü Qinglong's turn for the ultrasound, Ji Baichang stayed right beside him. His eyes were fixed on the machine's screen and the expression of the veteran from the