At eight o'clock, all the students from First Samsung College have gathered here. Everyone gathered together in twos and threes, each discussing the content of this training course.,
The first class of admission, or the first time learning content since admission, is full of expectations and curiosity for most of these people who have longed for Saint Dorag Military Academy. However, there are extremely
A small number of people, either because of the strength and power of their families, or because of the financial resources and influence of giant companies, know far more about military schools than most people.
"After you get in, there won't be much to do. All you need to do is agree, you know?" This is the lobby on the first floor of the biology building. Ye Jielin looked at the ten doors that had been opened in order and did not forget to remind them.
Use numbers to write the corresponding ID number range that should be entered at each door.
"I know, Sister Lin." Atuohuan and Selmer replied. Their identity numbers are 36 and 124, not with Cassia and the others.
The ten doors quickly swallowed everyone in.
Behind the door is not a teaching hall as Cassia imagined, but rather small independent rooms.
Ye Jielin didn't speak since she came in, looking like she had nothing to do with her. She wanted to ask about the training, but she had no choice but to give up. Cassia could only follow Ye Jielin silently, counting the numbers on the door frame.
The numbers that were arranged in sequence went all the way to the end, and then I saw the two rooms with the numbers 1023 and 1024 scrawled on them.
After Cassia entered, he closed the metal door with his backhand. In front of him was a silver steel table and chairs. Opposite him was a man who looked like a teacher, with his hands on the table. Next to him was a black pen and a stack of
Thin documents.
"Hello, Mr. Cassia Tussos, please sit down." The man gestured, but did not introduce his plans.
Cassia pulled out a chair and sat on the opposite side of the house neatly. There was a large ancient bronze clock ticking on the wall, which showed that less than ten minutes had passed. Other than that, there was nothing on the four walls.
, all painted a snow-white color, with the silver steel table reflecting the incandescent light above the head, making people's eyes feel a little trance-like.
I don’t know who asked for such decoration. He is really an unqualified designer. Cassia narrowed her eyes into a slit so that her long eyelashes could cover most of the dazzling light.
"Then, let's start the first class at the First Three Star Academy of the Military School." The man's tone was calm and soothing. He had done this kind of thing many times.
He pushed the document and black pen next to his hand in front of Cassia and motioned for Cassia to take a look.
"If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me. If there are no questions, just sign on the back of each document. It will take a long time, so don't worry. Please try to understand the meaning of each document, because
It's about the rest of your life."
"Okay, I understand." Cassia was a little nervous, sweating on his forehead, and he picked up the first document.
The first document is about Cassia's entire experience from the time she was born to the time she is sitting here reading the document. From the place and time of birth, to which hospital she was born in, who was the doctor who delivered the baby, and how many nurses were there, everything in it is
There are detailed records. Then there is the time to go to school, the location and time, etc., and finally the deadline for entering the Saint Dorag Military School.
While Cassia marveled at the level of detail in this document, because there were some things that even she was not very clear about, but there were very detailed records in this document. At the same time, she was also thinking about the purpose of such a detailed investigation by the Military School.<
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Everything was fine, and Cassia signed her name on the back of the first document with some panic.
Then the second document, the Death Declaration Agreement, was followed by a piece of white printing paper with the will written in two black fonts.
Cassia's face suddenly turned pale.
"Excuse me,,,,,,"
"The power to declare death means that our military school has the right to release news of your death anytime and anywhere. It is clearly stated above that this power, regardless of life or death, may require your death declaration for some special reasons while you are alive.
We can make announcements at any time and fake your death. Of course, after you die, if necessary, we can still fake the illusion that you are alive."
"I don't need to explain the function of a will. You can take it back and write it. The deadline for submitting it is three months." The man explained calmly.
Cassia nodded. As a soldier, he might be sent to perform special tasks. He signed his name and put the will aside.
The next document is the remains disposal agreement.
How come these documents are all related to death? Cassia has been thinking about what the military school wants to do. Is it necessary to do this in the last school?
The military school always has the right to dispose of the remains of the signatory of the agreement. It is a simple line of text, without any excessive modifications or other conditions, and finally the signature of the person signing the agreement is in the lower right corner.
Cassia looked at the man in front of her.
"To put it simply, your body after death is the property of the military school. Whether it is buried in a beautiful scenery or buried in the wilderness is decided by the school."
This is nothing, there is nothing after death, and a physical body is not a valuable thing. Cassia wrote her name in the lower right corner.
The last document, the confidentiality agreement, is also a piece of paper.
Finally, I saw something a little more normal. Cassia opened it, and the language on it was still concise and capable.
Everything learned and seen in the military school must not be disclosed to any person with a different level of status. The military school has all the rights to deal with violators.
"The result is either to go to jail, die in the cell, or to be immediately wiped out. In terms of confidentiality agreements, military schools and seminaries are the most important agreements." The man reminded, "Once you sign your name,
, everything you see with your eyes in the future cannot be said. Although we all believe in the judgment of you smart students, there are still people who violate this agreement every year. We can only hope that you can seal your own in the future.
Mouth. After all, when you sign your name, your life trajectory goes off the rails here, and the world you see is different."
Cassia nodded hesitantly, and finally signed his name. Then he pushed the four documents to the man in front of him.
"Then congratulations on truly becoming a member of the military school." The man stapled the four documents in a document bag, then walked around the table, opened the metal door and motioned for Cassia to follow.
"This is?" Cassia wondered. The scene behind the metal door has completely changed. There is no longer the long corridor around it, and there are no longer doors with numbers on both sides. Ye Jielin should be on the opposite side.
The room he entered has now turned into a bench, with an old man wearing a white robe sitting on it. His hair is gray, but he is very energetic and his eyes are bright. The narrators are two people who look like nurses, one male and one female.
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"In the underground laboratory of the biology building, that room also functions as an elevator." The man explained beside him, his calm voice echoing in the wide passage of the underground laboratory, "You just need to follow them, and they will take over the rest of the training courses.
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"Hello, No. 1024, the operation is ready and can start immediately." The old man on the bench in front of him stood up, "You are the last one to come out, please hurry up."