How Am I Still Alive?

The professorship at Gucheng University is a good job. Once you succeed in the job, you will not only get a high salary, but also a series of "authority grants".

Including highly confidential taboo knowledge, unblocking of secret information, purchase of special items and controlled items, some special secret places and occupations controlled by the government will also be open to you.

The most important thing is actually social status and "official recognition". This seemingly illusory thing will actually provide you with convenience in all aspects.

Of course, as a price, you also have to serve a huge order organization.

"...This lance is a bit evil, and you are sure to use it as your main weapon."

Just touching this unactivated storm lance, Lu Dechun could feel the strong breath of death and resentment in it. This is an evil weapon that can drag the user and opponent to hell together.

His face was very calm, as if he just picked up the notebook subconsciously, but secretly checked the student information in it.

"Lu Ping'an, 17, second-tier combat department gardener, second-tier contractor, first-tier runner, first-tier soldier (not updated), official member of the secret service team, winner of the gold medal for carrying the lantern. First-class gold medal?!"

He put down the idea of ​​calling the police. This gold medal is enough to prove the quality of the other party. At least he is not qualified to question the boy's ability. Instead, he seriously thinks about how to complete the other party's commission.

Lu Pingan originally thought that the first-class gold medal was an honor and a bonus, but in fact, it was the heaviest part of the reward.

It is indeed an honor, but also a recognition, a certification of your past achievements, qualifications and abilities.

The intangible honor turned into tangible help. Under normal circumstances, how long would it take for a professional veteran to trust him? This seemingly light "Medal of Honor" can bring unlimited invisible resources.

"Wait a minute, let's go to class first, and I'll think about it too."

The weapon master with at least 30 years of actual combat experience thought about it, but didn't answer immediately.

The other students are still there, each with their own requirements, and it is not something that can be done in a short time.

This position of "martial arts professor" is not so easy to take on. The premise of being able to guide others is to go far enough. Just think about the extremely complicated advancement system of professionals, and the unique abilities of each individual. I know how high the requirements of "guiding" are for teachers.

The mentor group of three continued their work, asking questions one by one.

Today is the first class. It is not realistic to teach practical things, and it is not a beginner class that can be directly pulled out to military training and physical fitness. Most students need tailor-made guidance.

It is difficult to get this job done in a short period of time, and many of them even need off-site support, but as long as they make progress within six months, the expensive tuition is worth the money.

Along the way, the students put forward their own requirements one by one, some are easy to handle, throw a set of martial arts or point out a route, let him practice first, some discuss their own development path, and even need actual combat to test the trouble Naturally, it will be put in the back first. There is no doubt that Lu Ping'an's request is the most troublesome.

If it is easy to solve it, it will be solved on the spot, and the trio will stop from time to time.

Everyone was not in a hurry, and when it was not their turn, they chatted quietly, or simply used this venue to pull them out to practice.

In some public places, practice started, attracting many spectators and applause.

In order to ensure that their information will not be leaked, some directly opened a compartment. But after a while, they will find that this is meaningless, because advanced fighting has dueling procedures, and this level of information will flow out sooner or later of.

Just like Xia Qin, the Sophist, and Lei Huo Ren back then, the students of the same period are often compared, but within a few years, those information will lose their meaning.

"You're a freshman? It's a bit exaggerated."

Among a large group of juniors and two sophomores, Lu Pingan, who was only a freshman, was obviously eye-catching, especially when he took out that big thing.

No one would underestimate him. The weapon is a soldier's minions and a signature. It is a super-dangerous weapon that makes people uncomfortable just getting close. Lu Pingan is carrying it like nothing, which proves that he is indeed qualified to stand here.

Normal schools don’t have so many “pretentious and slapping faces”. For unfamiliar students, most students can still maintain some kindness and patience. These inquiries are more about the process of getting to know each other.

"I heard that the rules have been changed this time, not only newcomers, but also many veterans and social forces."

Among the brothers present, no one knew Lu Pingan, just like sophomores and juniors in ordinary universities, they would not pay attention to freshmen.

"Your surname is Lu? Do you have a combat role? What rank?"

The advanced fighting courses are all for combat professions. Although there is no hardware standard, there must be at least a zero-level or one-level combat profession before considering further studies in this area.

Lu Pingan smiled and rejected the cigarettes handed over by the other party, he did not have this habit.

"War chess player, the second rank of the warlord system."

"Oh oh, so it's a commander? Then why don't you go to the command profession?"

This brother was a little surprised, the warlord system is quite difficult to get started, and he has experienced the baptism of war at such a young age?

"I will go, but if melee combat is too weak, you won't live long on the battlefield. Since you have the opportunity to study further, come and practice."

"Practice?" Another junior brother directly challenged him.

It is said that Lu Ping'an is a little distressed. This junior senior brother is very enthusiastic, but he is not a little too impatient.

"Don't worry, I know that the warlord profession has limited benefits for close combat and physical strength. I will take it easy. I am a level 2 axeman. We all play with polearms, and my hands are itchy."

The other party was very sincere, and it seemed that his hands were itchy after seeing a fellow who used similar weapons.

Lu Pingan thought about it, and in the end, he still didn't take the Storm Rifle. He was afraid of accidents.

Another box was opened, and the familiar brass upper scythe gave him a soft feel, and he felt that this thing had become too light.

After waving a few times, I found my hand feeling, and then walked into the sparring area.

After 1 minute, exactly 47 seconds, it came back.

This is the result of Lu Pingan being merciful, giving up the initiative and giving the other party 20 seconds to move first.

"Fuck, you are too fake! Are you weak in close combat?!"

The vest was wet with cold sweat, and when the war scythe stayed on the tip of his throat, the god of death whispered in his mind, brother surnamed Jiang, was a little confused.

Speed, reaction, strength, and battlefield experience are all crushed, and you are given dozens of seconds of survival time to save face.

"I'm a contractor, so I can't lie. It's a little too weak compared to the opponents I faced before."

Tier 2 scholar and Tier 2 warlord start? This is a ruthless man who returned from the battlefield, Brother Jiang understood instantly.

"I'm in the special service team. I was very busy a while ago." Lu Pingan added, which was misleading.

"Oh, Special Admissions? No wonder, Special Forces Intern?"

"Officially, it was successfully transferred a few days ago."

The onlookers were also thoughtful, and asked directly: "Top 100? This time, it seems that many special recruits in the freshman year went directly to the special service team to support, and some of them became regulars."

"Well, ninth."

Lu Ping'an just talked about it calmly. We might have to get along for half a year, so it's better to talk about some things directly.

"I heard that you are under a lot of pressure this time? Many victims?"

".It was because I was lucky enough to survive this time that I felt that my strength was insufficient, so I came here to practice more. I am going to start over and practice a melee skill well."

Lu Ping'an's words made others look at him with more friendliness and respect, and at the same time, it ignited fighting spirit and ambition.

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they make a move. With Lu Ping'an's skills, he is definitely a step up in the campus level. A ruthless person like him is determined to go back to the furnace and rebuild. These "young people" who are earlier in age have What reason to stop.

The "catfish" of Lu Ping'an had a positive catfish effect, and all of this was seen by the mentor group.

And after going through it once, they naturally found Lu Pingan first and tried to help him solve the problem.