The summer sun beat down on the people in the playground like bullets.
There was no trace of coolness in the playground.
Despite the scorching sun, someone sitting on the podium hadn't said a word, showing no intention of dismissing them for a break. Instead, they looked at the people in the playground with a cold indifference.
Heh.
So delicate.
Instructor Zhao let out a soft scoff as he saw someone collapse from time to time.
How could they entrust the safety of the empire to people like this?
Wouldn't that be seeking their own destruction?
The Zerg could kill them all with just one hand.
The principal, sitting next to Instructor Zhao, looked at Instructor Zhao with a conflicted expression, then turned to look at the students in the playground.
He didn't know how to ask Instructor Zhao if they could take a break, as they had been standing for half the day.
But when the principal saw Instructor Zhao's dark face, he swallowed his words.
On one side was the current powerful scion of the Zhao family, and on the other were nobles like the Qin and Hu families.
He, a mere principal, was truly torn. He didn't want to offend anyone.
Sweat began to bead on his forehead. He anxiously looked at the people in the playground, then glanced at Instructor Zhao, whose expression was unreadable. He decided to plead for them, lest those families cause trouble for him.
Being a principal was truly difficult.
The principal sighed inwardly, secretly biting his handkerchief.
Don't be afraid, he was only a few years from retirement. He would be far away from these trivial matters.
Don't be afraid, don't be afraid.
Yes, he couldn't be afraid.
"Um, Instructor Zhao, it's almost noon. Shall we... shall we have lunch?" the principal tentatively approached Instructor Zhao and asked softly.
After all, offending the Zhao family was something he couldn't handle.
Instructor Zhao, seated in his chair, glanced at the principal, then at his watch. He stood up and straightened his uniform.
"Dismissed."
The simple two words reached everyone's ears.
Those who had been enduring in the playground collapsed to the ground as if a great burden had been lifted, their gazes vacant as they stared at the sky. They felt utterly drained after only half a day of military training.
Upon hearing the command, Lin Hao casually glanced towards the podium and then sat down on the ground.
After all, standing at attention for half a day was quite tiring.
Lin Hao turned his head and saw Hong Mao lying on the ground without any pretense.
A hint of amusement flickered in his eyes, and he immediately said loudly, "Son, are you already done for?"
Lin Hao felt like mocking Hong Mao whenever he saw him, he didn't know why.
Perhaps it was because he found him amusing.
Or perhaps he envied Hong Mao for being carefree, able to do as he pleased.
Unlike him, ha.
Thinking of himself, he let out a mocking laugh.
He didn't know when this kind of life would end.
Hong Mao, on the other side, was still stretching his calves when he heard Lin Hao's words. He rolled over and looked at Lin Hao.
He chuckled and said, "Aren't you? " His eyes scanned Lin Hao up and down, filled with disdain.
Lin Hao looked at Hu Tu helplessly. This kid really didn't back down from anything. Even in such a weak state, he still managed to retort.
Feeling that his calves had mostly recovered, he stood up and said to Hu Tu, "Together?"
Hu Tu didn't look at Lin Hao, still lying on the ground, enjoying the moment of peace.
Unsuccessful in getting a response, Lin Hao didn't linger and turned to leave.
Food, food.
He was really too hungry.
His stomach was rumbling from hunger.
Although the training wasn't intense, it was tiring.
After walking only a few steps, he saw someone lying by a tree. He originally didn't want to get involved, but he suddenly felt that the person looked somewhat familiar.
Seeing the silver-white hair.
He suddenly thought of something. Apart from that person, no one else in this school would have such hair.
With a hint of doubt, he walked under the tree and squatted down. After seeing the person on the ground clearly.
He raised an eyebrow in surprise.
It really was that person.
Qin Mohan, why are you lying on the ground with such a pale face?
Lin Hao patted his shoulder and said softly, "Qin Mohan, brother Qin, what's wrong?"
Qin Mohan on the ground seemed not to hear Lin Hao's words. His brows were furrowed, sweat beaded on his forehead, and his lips had turned from their usual pink to white.
This wouldn't do.
Seeing Qin Mohan in this state, Lin Hao thought to himself.
He then picked up Qin Mohan from the ground and slung him over his back, heading towards the infirmary.
Qin Mohan, slumped on Lin Hao's back, regained consciousness for a moment. He felt his body being jostled and opened his eyes, only to see the side profile of his roommate.
He thought, this guy is meddling again.
After this thought, Qin Mohan could no longer bear it and fainted again.
Lin Hao, walking along, was unaware that Qin Mohan had woken up. He continued forward, paying no mind to the gazes of those around him, and headed directly towards the infirmary.
"What exactly is wrong with Qin?" a girl said, watching Lin Hao's retreating back.
"I saw his complexion, it was extremely pale. Could he be sick?" another girl walking with her said, her tone laced with anxiety.
"Could it be that the military training tired him out?"
"Maybe."
"My heart aches for my male god."
Even before school started, Qin Mohan had been hyped up by the senior students of Fenglan High School. They all talked about how handsome and rich the second young master of the Qin family was.
So, upon entering the campus, he immediately became a prominent figure, becoming the new school heartthrob in less than a day.
Lin Hao turned a corner and no longer heard the girls' concerned remarks about Qin Mohan.
He knocked on the infirmary door and said, "Is anyone here? My classmate is sick."
However, Lin Hao glanced inside and still saw no one. He casually placed Qin Mohan on a bed and prepared to go find a doctor.
As he turned to leave, he felt someone grab his hand. He turned around to see Qin Mohan groggily grabbing him, mumbling, "Don't go."
Lin Hao squatted at the foot of the bed, looking at the sleeping Qin Mohan, and inexplicably felt that this person wasn't as cold as he seemed, but rather a bit childlike.
"I'll go find a doctor," Lin Hao said softly, gently prying the hand from his wrist.
As he pried off the last finger, Lin Hao felt sweat break out on his body. How could this child be holding on so tightly? He couldn't even pry his hand off.
Lin Hao stretched his left wrist and thought.
What a pity there was no Star Net on him. If there were, he could have taken a picture of this spoiled expression.
Then he would make him beg him to delete it.
Just thinking about it made him happy.
Lin Hao walked out of the room and found a doctor at a corner, bringing him back to examine Qin Mohan.
The doctor took a look at Qin Mohan and said, "There's no serious problem. It's just low blood sugar and heatstroke. He'll need an IV drip."
Knowing that Qin Mohan would be fine, Lin Hao left. After all, he still had to take leave for him and grab something to eat.
He just hadn't expected that Qin Mohan would indeed be a bit delicate, just like his appearance.
After eating, he returned to the playground, ready to face the instructor's next round of drills.
The joyous midday always passed so quickly.
Wang Menghao came to the front of the formation and said, "Continuing the morning training."
"Report."
As Wang Menghao finished speaking, Lin Hao's voice suddenly rang out.
"Speak," Wang Menghao said to Lin Hao.
"Qin Mohan has heatstroke and is receiving an IV drip in the infirmary, so I need to request leave for him. Please grant permission, instructor." Lin Hao stepped forward and looked at the instructor.
"I understand. You may return to your position." Wang Menghao nodded, a flicker of something in his eyes, and then said to Lin Hao.
Lin Hao heard what he wanted to hear and returned to his position.
--- A gorgeous dividing line, chasing and pampering Qin Mohan ---
"King, King, it's time to eat," Rila's voice echoed from inside, bringing Lin Hao back to his senses.
He took the milk bottle from Rila and drank from it, suddenly feeling that the milk that used to taste good now tasted bland.
He didn't know why, but lately, he kept recalling things from the past.
There was no warning, but they became clearer and clearer.
He clearly wanted to escape that identity and start anew, but there seemed to be something in his mind that prevented him from forgetting.
This feeling of not being able to control himself was truly unbearable.
Lin Hao unconsciously tightened his grip on the milk bottle.
"King, what's wrong?" Rila, standing beside Lin Hao, saw that the King wasn't drinking milk and his expression was a bit off, so she looked down and asked.
"It's nothing," Lin Hao replied to Rila's question.
He just disliked this feeling of having his destiny controlled by others. After being reborn once, he didn't want to be led around by others anymore.
It was nothing.
With his mind cleared, Lin Hao finished the milk in one gulp and handed it back to Rila, saying, "Thank you."
"It is my honor," Rila replied.
The flower crown on his head had disappeared somewhere. It had probably withered.
After all, fresh flowers wouldn't last long before wilting.
Much like his heart at that time.
What couldn't be obtained would never be obtained, and even if it was obtained with force, it wouldn't last long.
Lin Hao was still adjusting his mood when he looked to the side and noticed that his two main commanders were not by his side.
He was a bit surprised. By rights, they wouldn't leave his side even half a step without a special reason.
Why had they left today, and both of them at once?
They must be hiding something from him.
"Where did Alpha and the others go? I don't see them," Lin Hao turned to Rila and said.
Rather than guessing, it was better to ask the person directly, as it was less troublesome.
"Commander? Commander and the others are preparing to transform this backward planet, so they are all working on design plans and aiming to start construction tomorrow," Rila replied softly to the King's question.
Because after transforming this planet, the cub wouldn't catch a cold.
Although the transformation costs were high, everything was worth it for the cub.
Because nothing was more precious than the King.
"Transform? Why transform this planet?" Lin Hao was somewhat incredulous upon hearing this news.
Such a remote planet was to be transformed. How much manpower and resources would that take? How much of a loss would it be?
This planet was only for tourism; living here was not even a certainty. He just didn't understand why they suddenly decided to transform this abandoned planet.
He found it somewhat incomprehensible.
"Because the weather is getting colder, and King, you've been sneezing a lot lately, so Commander and the others decided to transform this planet to make it more comfortable for King to live in," Rila explained the commanders' thoughts to the cub piece by piece.
Because she knew that both commanders were not very good at expressing themselves. They clearly cared for the King, but they said nothing, only working diligently.
So, for the commanders' happiness, it was best to tell the King, who would surely praise them.
Hearing Rila's explanation, Lin Hao instantly understood. It was for him again.
How many times had they doted on him so unconditionally? They weren't afraid of spoiling him.
They weren't afraid that he would become arrogant due to excessive pampering.
Lin Hao shook his head helplessly, and did not stop them, because he knew that when it came to matters concerning him, they would not back down.
Even if he himself said so, they wouldn't budge. The incident with the streamer last time was when they conceded a little. This time, he wouldn't defy them.
He just didn't expect them to do such a thing over a single sneeze of his.
It was truly heartwarming.
Lin Hao suddenly felt his heart swell, warming his entire body.
So he wouldn't disturb them. He glanced at the time; it was two in the afternoon.
It was time to start the broadcast.
Lin Hao opened the streaming software, connected the keyboard, adjusted the camera position to ensure his face wouldn't be exposed, and then started the stream.
He also opened the game "Dawn." The theme of this game seemed to be about people finding their own light and profession, just like the dawn.
Lin Hao had been drawn into the game by its grand theme back then. Hu Tu had mocked the game's cheesy theme at the time, saying he would wash his hair upside down before playing such a chuunibyo game.
But within two days, he silently washed his hair upside down and quickly started playing with Lin Hao.
And indeed, it was surprisingly good.
'Ding'
Villainous Brave entered the live stream room.
'Ding'
Logistics' Salted Fish entered the live stream room.
'Ding'
I Will Forever Love My Crown Prince entered the live stream room.
'Ding'
Wubi entered the live stream room.
Less than two minutes after Lin Hao started streaming, he heard a series of dings. He then looked at the number of viewers online: 5,000!
This stunned Lin Hao. He had only started streaming yesterday, so why was there suddenly so much traffic? And he hadn't signed any contract. Didn't they say there would be no traffic without a contract?
Was it that casual?
Villainous Brave: Good afternoon, streamer.
Logistics' Salted Fish: Good afternoon, good afternoon! Sending a bullet comment to show I'm not a bot~
Seeing these comments, Lin Hao greeted them softly and said, "Good afternoon to you too. Thank you for your support. I'm a little excited to have so many people watching suddenly."
5566: The streamer is so cute!
Painting: So cute, so cute, and your voice is so nice!
Seeing these, Lin Hao cleared his throat and began his daily tasks.