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In mid-February on the Federation Homeworld, the air gradually warmed. The once silent chirping of insects and birds joyfully resumed their natural symphony in the early spring mornings. The crisp morning air, accompanied by the faint fragrance of blooming plum blossoms, was refreshing and uplifting.
"What did you put in this congee? It not only has the sweetness of grains but also a hint of fragrance?" After descending from the mountain, Jin Shan had already prepared breakfast for Ye Yu. Last time, he had somehow managed to hide beside Ye Yu and successfully passed through the security checks of the Federation Homeworld.
In Jin Shan's words, he wanted to experience life on this planet, which boasted the most advanced technology in the star region. Of course, he had assured Ye Yu that he would not be discovered by the Federation as someone who did not belong to Carbon-Based Life.
"I picked a few freshly bloomed plum blossoms this morning, distilled out the moisture, and mixed it with the spring water flowing from the mountains. The taste seems quite good," Jin Shan said with a slight smile, enjoying a spoonful of congee.
"The buns... uh... they're a bit plain, but they're actually quite tasty." Ye Yu nearly stuffed an infant-sized bun into his mouth in one go.
Jin Shan shook his head and said, "No wonder most martial artists described in your Federation's books are rather crude. Haven't you noticed the difference in these buns?"
With his cheeks stuffed full of bun, Ye Yu paused at Jin Shan's words and replied, "I see! They’re a bit plain, but really delicious!"
"The vegetable filling in these buns is all grown by me; today is my first harvest, picked during the thickest morning mist," Jin Shan said as he held up a bun, admiring it. "I’ve heard from agricultural scientists in your country that vegetables picked during the densest morning mist taste best. It's just that..."
Jin Shan looked at Ye Yu seriously and continued, "Don't you think those folds on the bun are simply works of art?"
"Huh?" At that moment, Ye Yu's cheeks were puffed up roundly as he stared wide-eyed at Jin Shan, his expression clearly conveying one thought: This person must be a bit odd!
...
The courses at the First Military Academy were intense, allowing only two days off in a month. It should be noted that the Federation currently operated on a three-day workweek; any corporate group daring to defy this principle would find themselves regretting their actions when faced with labor arbitration committees. However, the First Military Academy still "violated" this rule without any repercussions from either the Ministry of Education or the labor arbitration committee. After all, this institution continuously supplied commanders and special warriors to the front lines, and no one was willing to risk being accused of neglecting the safety of the Federation for such matters.
"Eh? What is this?" Ye Yu returned to his single dormitory at the First Military Academy on the second afternoon of his holiday, only to find a light yellow envelope standing at his door.
Picking up the envelope, Ye Yu noticed a line of embossed golden calligraphy on it: Challenge Letter. Next to these words was another line: To Ye Yu, personally.
"To Peak, a student of the 998th batch, First Year Class Two of the Command System, I hereby issue a Martial Arts challenge to Ye Yu, a student of the same class. This challenge will be counted towards personal assessment scores; the loser’s Martial Arts assessment score will automatically be zero!
The challenge will take place at the dedicated challenge arena of Academy Number on the 7th of this month.
This challenge is based on principles of fairness, justice, and openness. The following terms are stipulated:
First, personal Martial Arts contests are not allowed to use weapons;
Second, no fatalities are permitted; any occurrence will be handled by the Federal Court;
Third, challengers must be students of the same grade;
..."
Ye Yu frowned slightly. He knew that the First Military Academy had requirements for mutual challenges among students, but most students typically chose to issue challenges at the end of the year. Firstly, they were unsure about their classmates' strengths in such a short time and didn't know who to challenge for their own advantage. Secondly, challenging too early seemed somewhat aggressive; they would still need to cooperate in the future and naturally wouldn't want to damage their relationships.
Such troublesome matters would find him even if he didn't seek them out. Ye Yu understood that although his Mental Power was quite good, he wasn't overly confident against someone with equally strong Mental Power who had trained their physical skills to the Third Stage.
If he were to launch a sudden attack, he was confident he could take down an opponent of that level in an instant. However, if it came down to an open fight, Ye Yu truly didn't have much confidence. Moreover, since his opponent dared to challenge him, they must have made ample preparations as well.
"With less than twenty minutes left, I must either master my physical skills to the Second Stage or control my opponent's mind at the fastest speed possible."
Ye Yu sat in his chair, shaking his head. His current level of martial arts was barely at the entry level. With his opponent at the Third Stage of physical skills, combined with high-level Mental Power, he knew that if given even a moment, he would undoubtedly be defeated.
At that moment, Ye Yu thought of the founder of the Mountain and River Secret. It was said that he created this extraordinary technique when he was on the brink of exhaustion. However, Ye Yu understood that it was normal for someone who had accumulated knowledge over many years to finally achieve enlightenment.
Although he had been diligently practicing for several months, it was still too short a time. After struggling for so long without finding a solution, there was no way he could accomplish anything significant in less than twenty minutes.
Feeling a bit flustered, Ye Yu casually opened his communicator. The top contact was Long Ling'er. He calculated the time; it was still morning on Silver Dragon Star. Suddenly, he found himself missing her—a charming figure dressed in light green, like a spirit in his heart.
Despite the distance of several light-years between Federation Homeworld and Silver Dragon Star, they had invested heavily in a Quantum Communicator to stay in touch. This specialized communication device was quite expensive and typically used by military or government agencies. Even though the technology was mature, it was rare for private individuals to use it. Fortunately, Long Ling'er's aunt, Long Ruofei, had facilitated this connection for the two lovebirds.
"Beep beep beep—" The communicator continued to emit a busy tone, and Ye Yu's mood grew increasingly irritable with each sound.
He glanced at the time; it was nearly dinner time. Although he wasn't a foodie, the cafeteria at First Military Academy was undoubtedly the most exquisite among all academies in the Federation. The food here encompassed almost all of the Federation's famous dishes and was prepared using only the freshest ingredients. Most people in the Federation now consumed artificially cultivated food, which often lacked that natural flavor.
The logistics department of First Military Academy had a saying: "What you want to eat is what I want to make." As a cafeteria with a long-standing tradition, the chefs at First Military Academy not only prepared popular dishes but also creatively invented many new delicacies.
According to the annual Global Gold Chef Awards, any chef sent from First Military Academy could achieve excellent rankings. There were many tales about the logistics department as well—like how many of its chefs were formidable fighters who even formed their own club... But Ye Yu wasn't concerned about any of that right now; he just wanted to indulge in a hearty meal.
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