After listening to the question once more, Wang Tianwei considered her words carefully before answering,
"Well... I don't have a problem with it.
But if you guys could find another teammate... someone with higher mental power than me? Wouldn't that be a bit better?"
Although she was also interested in competing, she still wanted to think about what was best for the two of them.
Zhang Lyra and Jian Jingyu were already a powerhouse duo. If they could recruit an A-rank or S-rank combatant, they would be invincible!
It wasn't that she had no confidence in herself, but compared to them, she still fell short.
Zhang Lyra and Jian Jingyu didn't see it that way.
Even though Wang Tianwei only had B-rank mental power, her physical constitution was A-rank!
Plus, they had known each other since the freshman training camp and often practiced together after school started...
In their eyes, Wang Tianwei's actual strength was definitely far above B-rank!
Besides, even if her mental power was a bit lower, Zhang Lyra was still willing to team up with her... How should she put it?
She wasn't afraid of losing, but she was afraid of being dragged down by a bad teammate! Leaving her back to Wang Tianwei put her at ease!
"If you are willing, I think you're great, really! It's not just for the sake of forming a team..."
Zhang Lyra spoke with restraint, but Jian Jingyu, as her classmate, was much more blunt.
"It's exactly because you're B-rank that you need to train hard! Didn't you just say that competing is a good opportunity to practice actual combat?
In the future, we might even have to represent Qilin in tournaments against other schools. How can you not hurry up and improve your strength?"
Wang Tianwei couldn't help but freeze at Jian Jingyu's words. Jian Jingyu patted her on the shoulder like a big brother.
"Trust me, for a freak like you! Even if you are B-rank, you definitely won't be able to hide when the time comes, so you might as well prepare early."
"..."
"So, should we come up with a name now? I saw there's another preliminary match tomorrow. If we want to participate, we need to hand in the registration form right away."
When Zhang Lyra handed in the registration form with her head down, the person collecting it glanced at her.
He remembered this half-beastman. She had just fought a match with Wild Dog and his crew today. It seemed she had been dumped.
Did she form another team?
Looking at the registration form, the other two contestants were both 18 years old.
"Well, finding classmates is still more reliable than hanging out with Wild Dog."
Seeing no one around, the man finally offered a word of advice. Then he looked at their team name.
"QL's Worst Nightmare?"
Oh please, anyone could guess with their eyes closed that "QL" stood for Qilin Military Academy!
"..."
The man glanced at Zhang Lyra again.
"With a name like this... you guys had better wear masks when you show up."
Zhang Lyra quickly nodded.
She didn't want this either... but Jian Jingyu and Wang Tianwei had passed this name with a two-to-one vote! She had no choice but to fill it in...
She felt masks weren't even safe enough; it would be better to wear full headcovers.
Originally, Wang Tianwei and Jian Jingyu wanted to observe first, but a glance at the schedule revealed that today's matches were already over.
The closest one was tomorrow's rookie match.
"What do you say? Should we go back to the school for some intensive training tonight?"
Jian Jingyu was the first to invite them, and Wang Tianwei and Zhang Lyra gladly agreed.
After all, they were a team now!
Previously, they mostly sparred against each other, and apart from the time they dealt with the sandworm, they hadn't fought cooperatively.
Zhang Lyra followed the two back to school. When they entered the simulation training room, she didn't feel anything was wrong.
"Even though the Doomsday Town map is for shooting practice, it seems using cold weapons is also fine..."
"Alright, let's link up."
"Let's try cold weapons first, and use guns later."
Half an hour later, Zhang Lyra rushed out of the simulation cabin, hugging the garbage disposal unit and vomiting violently.
Seeing someone log off, Wang Tianwei and Jian Jingyu also emerged from their respective simulation cabins.
One held a bottle of water waiting for Zhang Lyra to finish throwing up, while the other leaned casually against the cabin door, silently waiting for the second training session to begin.
"Is this what you guys in Class S have been practicing lately?"
Zhang Lyra forced herself not to think about the gory scenes of flesh and blood flying everywhere...
She had only missed a few practice sessions, and their training methods had already become this sick!?
Just who exactly was that teacher of Class S!? No wonder Jian Jingyu's strength had skyrocketed!
Wang Tianwei handed her the water at the right moment to rinse her mouth.
"Yama Chao got complained about, so what we practice in class now is a toned-down version, not this realistic. The one I have is the original version!"
You're actually proud of that!?
Just now in the simulation, her knife had flown out of her hand, and she just grabbed a hammer from the side and charged in...
Zhang Lyra suddenly remembered what Jian Jingyu said at the mall today, calling Wang Tianwei a freak.
It turned out it wasn't a compliment! It was purely literal!!!
"Blargh!!!"
Jian Jingyu checked the time from the side. Five minutes later, Zhang Lyra finally looked up.
"I'm fine... let's continue... but are there really no other maps?"
Wang Tianwei and Jian Jingyu exchanged a glance.
"I only have this one. Huang Yan has others... but it's the weekend today, so he won't come."
"Yeah, and to be honest, the feeling of being crushed to death by rocks or having your eyes pecked out by birds isn't much better..."
"Blargh!!!"
After another hour of practice, the three finally defeated a level 7 zombie using cold weapons.
Immediately after, they switched to firearms, and this time they killed a level 9 zombie! It was considered a new personal best.
Zhang Lyra came out with weak legs, having gained a new understanding of the Special in Class S...
Could it be that the people in this class were sent here by their parents to be reformed because their families were too rich?
No wonder these two could eat so much now!
Who wouldn't be hungry after throwing up like that!?
Wang Tianwei's face was also a bit pale.
"We agreed to rest for a week... and here we are practicing again."
Jian Jingyu repeated his chopping motions.
"Can't be helped! But it seems we cooperate pretty well!"
After the practice ended, Zhang Lyra declined Wang Tianwei's offer to accompany her, and returned to her dorm with lifeless eyes, a nutrient pouch dangling from her mouth.
Jian Jingyu, on the other hand, was refreshed. He walked out of the school with Wang Tianwei.
"Having a heavy firepower support feels totally different!
I can't wait to see the strength of the contestants in the bounty mecha tournament!"
Wang Tianwei slapped his shoulder hard.
"That's the spirit! Good luck tomorrow!"
"Good luck!"
The two parted ways at the school gate. Jian Jingyu went back to his home, and Wang Tianwei returned to her apartment.
That night, Zhang Lyra lay on the hard bed in her dorm and suffered from insomnia for the first time.
Her roommate had gone out, leaving her completely alone in the dorm.
Opening her optical computer's messages, the pinned contacts at the top now included a group chat named QL's Worst Nightmare alongside her mother.
The three of them had discussed the meeting time for tomorrow and agreed to wear headcovers together.
Wang Tianwei said she had already bought the headcovers online and told them just to arrive on time.
It gave off a vibe of being both reliable and unreliable...
Jian Jingyu said he would take care of the cold weapons.
She didn't know when the corners of her lips had curled up.
Zhang Lyra exited the screen.
Getting kicked out by her previous team wasn't entirely a bad thing.
