The two did not fight, and Allen turned and left, walking outside the cafeteria.
And when Rang Bao met his goddess, Mikasa with flowing black hair, Rang Bao went to strike up a conversation with a red face, but the third master only had Allen in his heart, so he left with a perfunctory sentence.
The brown-haired boy, Rang Bao, with a red face, stared at Mikasa's retreating back and chased after her.
Jean felt his heart beat faster. She was so beautiful, with her long flowing black hair, delicate face, and thin pink lips, all of which fascinated him.
Ren, who was on the side, also saw this classic scene. He liked the long and straight hair, but unfortunately, he was destined to have nothing. The third master would soon cut his hair short to shoulder length.
The retribution came too quickly, so Jean chased him out and found that the goddess he had just met and the idiot he had just insulted were acquaintances.
Jean: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ, if I had known earlier, I would have been more polite just now.
Soon, Eren reminded Mikasa to cut her hair so as not to get in the way when using the three-dimensional mobile device.
Jean: Ellen, there is another grudge between us!
"Hmph...", little bald Connie walked out of the cafeteria, humming an unknown ditty and passed by Jean Kirchstein.
Rang was immersed in the bad news that Mikasa was going to cut off her long hair, and subconsciously wiped Connie's back with the hand that had not wiped away her tears.
Connie was startled, and when he looked back, he saw Jean wiping his hands with his own clothes. He suddenly became furious, "Hey, hey! What are you doing! What did you wipe on me!"
Jean still looked dull, without even looking at Connie, and replied casually: "That's the trust between people. It's water, don't worry, it can be washed clean."
"Uh..." Connie still felt extremely cold. Who knows if it was the runny nose...
Renn ignored this and walked up to Sasha, who was really barely breathing, with the bread in hand.
"Whoa!" Sasha rushed forward, snatched the bread from Ren's hand in an instant, and ate it all in three swipes. The speed of grabbing the bread was so fast that Ren didn't think anyone else would be able to react.
"Ren, are there any more?" Sasha looked at Ren eagerly. Ren was speechless. He had a piece of yarn, and he had the nerve to ask the aunt in the cafeteria for it.
Just when Ren was a little at a loss, a cute girl with blond hair, big blue eyes, and a petite figure came over holding a piece of bread and a kettle, and said a little uncertainly: "Well, I'll help you.
Got some food, you need..."
"Oh my God, Goddess!" Sasha rushed over, grabbed the bread and stuffed it into her mouth. The blonde girl handed over the kettle very gently. After finishing the meal, Sasha fell into her arms tiredly.
Ren's mouth twitched. He is also very handsome. He has black hair, blue eyes, and a face of mixed Chinese and Western descent. He also handed over the bread. Why don't you call him the male god?
He had some impression of this blond girl, she seemed to be called Christa. Christa was struggling to support the sleeping Sasha before Ren could come forward to help.
A tall female training soldier with black hair and a black ponytail came over to support Sasha and looked at Christa: "Are you trying to do good things? Are the rewards you put in proportional to your efforts?
?”
Christa was stunned and didn't know how to answer.
"Hmph, forget it, I'll help you carry her back, just treat her as a favor!"
"Do you also want to do good things?" Christa asked.
"No, I just expect this guy to be stupid!" the black-haired female soldier Ymir laughed.
Ren rolled his eyes: "Are you so complimentary?"
"Hey, isn't this the same hometown of Baishu Nu? Little brother, are you dissatisfied with me in any way?"
"Hmph, just call me brother. There's no dissatisfaction. I have to thank you for helping to carry Sasha back." Ren snorted in displeasure. Even though he is now standing in the face of a 12-year-old shota, he is already 16
I'm old enough to be your brother. Twelve years old is the minimum age for joining the army. There are also training soldiers who are thirteen or fourteen years old, but almost none are over 16 years old!
"Hahahaha! Stop being funny, little brother, do you believe I can be your grandma?" Ymir, with black hair and ponytail, laughed.
Haha... I have such a bad temper. Is this a provocation? Do you really think you are a woman and I won’t beat you?
Renn didn't know that Ymir's experience was very twists and turns. The specific details could be written in tens of thousands of words. She once turned into a brainless giant and wandered outside the wall for decades, and accidentally ate a man with the power of an intelligent giant.
A Marais warrior, she is now the host of the Titan of Hubei. If you include the years when she became a brainless giant, she can indeed be Ren's grandmother.
"Okay, stop arguing and send her back first." Christa stopped Ren and Ymir from arguing with each other.
Ren shrugged and didn't say much. He had to rely on the sharp-tongued black-haired woman to take Sasha back to the girls' dormitory. Otherwise, it would be too much to just rely on the cute blonde girl Christa to carry Sasha back.
Again, pretense and slaps in the face always go hand in hand. A few years later, when Ren learned about Ymir's origins, she realized that his 16-year-old age was nothing in front of her. It was not enough for someone to slap her with one hand.
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Ren returned to the dormitory. Everyone was getting ready to sleep. There was not much chat. Tomorrow, he had to test his balance adaptability. It would be better to go to bed early. He spent the whole night dreaming about Duke Zhou without talking. The next day, Ren was woken up by a roar.
"You have ten minutes to wash up. After washing, gather next to each other, listen to the whistle and set off, circle the camp ten times. After finishing the run, gather at the entrance of the cafeteria and conduct a balance adaptability test..." Instructor Keith's loud voice is not covered.
Everyone was woken up.
The wash basin in the boys' dormitory is behind the dormitory. It uses a faucet and has a very modern feel. The technology tree in the giant world is amazing. The world inside the wall is generally not at the level of World War I, but there are unreasonable three-dimensional mobile devices.
Black technology, but the military police still use muskets!
With the deterrent of eliminating 5 people in yesterday's 5000-meter run, although many people were sore when they woke up in the morning, no one dared to complain. It seems that yesterday's spiritual baptism and establishment of authority were quite successful. The recruits were all very honest, in case something happened.
I was driven back to move rocks and pull weeds, but there was no place to cry.
After the morning run, everyone who had hastily finished their breakfast came to the five three-pronged balance trainers. The operation of the three-dimensional maneuvering device is far from simple as it seems. After all, it is not God who wants people who are accustomed to two-dimensional space to move in three-dimensional space.
It's such a simple thing, so before operating the three-dimensional maneuvering device, you need to hang on a balance device for a while and test your adaptability. This test can roughly identify a recruit's potential in using the three-dimensional maneuvering device.
On the field, Renn hung smoothly on the balance simulator, with almost no shaking. This adaptability test is actually quite difficult. If you can't meet the standard within two days, you can say goodbye to this place. Dozens of recruits will be eliminated in each period.
"Oh, awesome, Ren, you put me under a lot of pressure!" Thomas was a little stunned.
"Alas..." Renn sighed softly. Life is really lonely as snow! Renn hung on the training device as steadily as an old dog, enjoying the exclamations of everyone around him. Although it was a bit pretentious, people don't pretend.
What’s the difference between biscuits and salted fish? Not only do you have to pretend, you also have to pretend to be natural, fresh and refined!
At present, more than 200 of the 309 remaining training soldiers have been tested, and 187 have passed the test. Those who have failed will have another chance tomorrow. So far, only Mikasa's performance can match Ren's. There is no way.
He is an open-minded person, but he can't keep a low profile!
"Bang!"
Next to him, Allen fell to the ground, and he fell hard. Well, he felt pain when he looked at it anyway.
"It hurts...!" Half of Allen's body was hanging in the air, holding his head and screaming.
"Eren, are you okay?" Mikasa immediately ran towards Eren after hearing Eren's cry of pain, put Eren down from the machine, and helped Eren bandage his forehead gently and considerately.
Rang Zai's eyes widened when he looked at it, and he wished he could hit his head on the ground instead.
"Tsk..." Ren sighed, some things are still unavoidable, and the protagonist still has to encounter some setbacks.
Seeing this, Ren also opened the safety buckle and jumped off the balancing device. It was time to gain favor with others.
Of course, Renn didn't go there to point out the problem to Allen. The reason why Allen couldn't succeed was because his belt failed. It's really crazy that he could still control his balance. But this is not necessarily a bad thing.
This prompted Allen to practice harder (after all, others might not be able to hold on for even one second on a broken belt, but Allen could hold on for three or four seconds during the assessment).
Allen is still too young and needs to be beaten more severely by society. Since this kind of thing has already happened, let it continue. Ren thinks it is okay to help Allen, but there is no need to reveal the belt and make him suffer.
It's nothing wrong with him, as long as he doesn't die, it won't be too late to tell him tomorrow.