Several new students left in groups, which also became a scenery on the road.
A few people were discussing the news they had heard on the forum or elsewhere: "I heard there's a market next to the Imperial Military Academy, and there's a lot of delicious food here."
"Then let's go there."
After a few people agreed, the student who had just suggested going to the market led the way, with Meng Huai following behind.
The market next to the Imperial Military Academy was huge. Not only did it have various food shops, but there were also many small stalls selling all sorts of rare and strange things.
Even many students from the military academy came here to set up stalls. For example, mecha masters would sell some small trinkets they casually made, and only after they recovered their finances could they continue their research.
Meng Huai would stop at the stalls of these mecha masters, looking at things and asking about others.
Meng Huai was beautiful and polite, so the senior students thought she was about to become their direct junior sister. They were all happy to explain things to her, even though Meng Huai didn't buy anything in the end.
Meng Huai looked around the entire place but couldn't figure out how she could make money. She also had many of her original refining products in her spatial ring. She wondered if she could sell one or two to relieve her urgent need.
Meng Huai drank the nutrient solution in her hand while thinking about how to make money.
Unexpectedly, as she was thinking and sighing, her sigh was heard by Wang Ziming, who was nearby. Wang Ziming asked, "Classmate Meng, are you just drinking this nutrient solution?"
Meng Huai glanced at the bottle containing the pink liquid in her hand and said, "Ah, this one tastes quite good."
After taking a sip, she felt her stamina had recovered by more than half, but this small bottle cost 5 star coins.
Meng Huai thought that if she didn't make money quickly, she wouldn't even have money to buy nutrient solution tomorrow. Or perhaps, she could refine some辟谷丹 (Bigu Dan - pills to abstain from grain)? She wondered if the spiritual plants in her space had the materials to refine辟谷丹, and she would look through her spatial ring for seeds later.
"Don't say it, this food is really good. On our planet沃尔 (Wo'er), there are very few gourmet restaurants. One nutrient solution a day, I'm tired of drinking it."
"But the nutrient solution here is so cheap. Is it because the food is too delicious, and the nutrient solution can't be sold, so it's so cheap! Haha."
"It's unavoidable, plants are too difficult to grow. Only a few food materials are monopolized by the upper class. Even the substitute foods researched are very precious. It's good enough to eat them."
"That makes sense."
Several students were eating their ordered food, chatting and laughing, clearly unaware of what they were about to experience.
"Hey, which department are you guys planning to join?"
The conversation didn't stop even while eating. They were new students, and the topics always returned to the starting point.
"You, Command!"
Just as Wang Ziming was about to state his grand ideal, someone next to him spoke it out first.
However, the person's next words clearly dropped in tone, showing that his mood at the time was not so good.
"I want to become an excellent mecha master, but my perception is only A. Although I can only choose Class Two of the Mecha Engineering Department, I will still try. I wonder if I can grab a spot tomorrow!"
Upon hearing the words "mecha master," Meng Huai, who was drinking nutrient solution, raised her head for the first time. This topic caught her attention.
"I also want to be a mecha master. Are there requirements for perception? Will there be many applicants? Should I try to grab one too?"
Meng Huai asked a series of questions, but her questions also brought a brief silence to the noisy environment.
This question seemed a bit difficult to answer. Would it hurt this beautiful classmate's feelings if she said it?
Finally, the classmate who brought up the topic of mecha masters answered Meng Huai's questions.
"Classmate Meng, there aren't many places that B perception can apply for. Why don't you open your optical computer and check?"
Unlike other students, Meng Huai hadn't done much research on military academy matters and was clear about these basic questions.
So, when Meng Huai heard this classmate's answer, she realized there was such a thing.
But then she thought, this approach seemed justifiable. Just like their须离宗 (Xuli Sect) selecting disciples, it also depended on talent.
Otherwise, why would they distinguish between inner disciples and outer disciples?
However, thinking of this, Meng Huai suddenly realized that she was no longer a genius at this moment. So...
Meng Huai opened her optical computer and logged into the campus network of the military academy they mentioned.
Good heavens, she was shocked when she looked. She couldn't apply for any of them, and there was only one she could apply for.
"Logistics Department, what is that? I can only apply for this."
When other classmates heard this answer, they were not surprised. They all cast looks of 'good luck to yourself' at Meng Huai and introduced the Logistics Department to her.
"Logistics Department, it's for doing odd jobs."
"Transporting supplies and such."
"Students in the Logistics Department are either lacking in strength, or have good family backgrounds and lack strength."
Finally, Wang Ziming told Meng Huai what kind of students were in the Logistics Department nowadays.
"Many students from families with some influence send their children to the Imperial Military Academy to get a diploma, not expecting them to go to the battlefield, so they let their children choose the Logistics Department. Because students who generally lack strength are not admitted by the Imperial Military Academy, so most students in the Logistics Department are those whose families have donated something to the school."
Meng Huai nodded, thinking in her heart: So they are all second-generation rich kids.
Wang Ziming leaned closer and whispered, "So, Classmate Meng, do you have some hidden identity? For example, the emperor's illegitimate daughter, or a marshal's daughter?"
Meng Huai thought to herself: You, you've hit the nail on the head...
But to avoid trouble, and because she didn't want to have anything to do with any marshal, Meng Huai said, "Do you think it's possible?"
Wang Ziming looked at Meng Huai's tattered clothes and the fact that she couldn't even afford the tuition fee of 5,000 star coins, and negated his previous guess.
"Sigh, I was just talking nonsense, nonsense."
After finishing their meal, they wandered around the market for a while, as there was nothing else to do. Such leisure days were not many, after all, the life of military academy students was not that leisurely.
Meng Huai walked to the stall of a mecha master senior student. Because the items were casually placed on the ground, Meng Huai squatted down to look at them.
For Meng Huai, weapons were still the most interesting. The senior student was very kind. Seeing what she was looking at, she explained these things to Meng Huai.
"This is an A-grade mecha engine, this is a photon cannon..."
Meng Huai felt that the senior student was very approachable, so she asked, "Senior, is there anyone at the stall next to you?"
The answer was no. Meng Huai looked at the empty stall and said to her classmates, "You guys continue browsing, I'll set up a stall here for a while."