It's Not Easy to Be a Man After Travelling to the Future

"Boss, don’t worry, I’ve already memorized all of it!" Little Four spoke suddenly, making Ling Lan’s heart skip a beat.

Ling Lan’s eyes began to move away from the mountain ranges and while doing so she said, "Little Four, don’t bother me. I want to know how much I can remember in one minute."

Little Four understood and no longer made any noise, silently waiting. Regardless if Boss could remember or not, if there was a need, he would come out and help.

After one minute, the images on the large screen had disappeared. Ling Lang closed her eyes, reviewing and reinforcing what she had memorized in the past minute. Ling Lan decided that she would only rely on her own strength to solve problems unless she had no other way. She wanted to experience what she had learned and obtained from before and use it in the upcoming battle royale.

The announcer hosting the drawing process announced that the drawing ceremony had concluded and then gave notice regarding certain rules during the battle royals, such as that everyone would have a chance to use 50 million credits for supplies and weapons. They could go to the weapons and supply warehouse and give an application for weapons and supplies. Of course, the applications had to be in by 2:00 p.m. This chance would be defaulted if the application was given after 2:00 p.m.

And at 3:00 p.m. exactly, the teams that would be participating along with their weapons and supplies would be flown out by a supply plane to the battle royale’s large map area.

Teams had to find their exact base camp location before 12 o’clock midnight. If the camp was not found, then the team would lose their chance to participate in the battle royale. No one knew where the supply plane would leave them in the end. Maybe they would meet up with other teams before they can find their base camp location.

Ling Lan and Qiao Ting recorded all of this on their communicators. After waiting for everything to be ready, they quickly left the meeting hall. The two walked side by side, not really talking as they walked. This made the representatives from the other military academies feel at a loss. Originally, they had wanted to find some hints from their conversation, but they didn’t think that these two were so careful that they didn’t even speak a single word.

Ling Lan and Qiao Ting took a hover car and went back to the First Men’s Military Academy’s dormitory district. The two of them didn’t rest and went right for the meeting room in the dormitory district. Earlier last night, Ling Lan had notified all the members to gather here at 9:30 and it was now almost 10:00. The rest had probably already arrived. action

When they arrived at the door, Ling Lan stopped her footsteps and moved aside to let Qiao Ting go in first. It was only after hearing those inside greeting him with "Boss Qiao" that she walked into the meeting room.

"Boss!" the members of the Lingtian Mecha Clan quickly stood up and yelled in unison.

"Captain Ling!" greeted a representative from a smaller faction. Seeing Ling Lan walk in, he stood up to show his respect and admiration.

Qiao Ting, who had already walked beside the Leiting members, heard these greetings being called one after another. He looked at Ling Lan with a complicated expression, envious of the current Ling Lan. Silently, Ling Lan had become the leader in the eyes of the smaller factions. If he didn’t know that Ling Lan didn’t have a future, he probably would be more afraid of her. She would maybe have even become his worst nightmare.

Qiao Ting put away this small uneasiness and thought to himself that he shouldn’t let Ling Lan affect him anymore. His future was with the army and not with a small military academy.

Ling Lan softly nodded her head towards the representatives of the smaller factions. She saw that Xie Yi had already pulled out the chairman seat that was in middle, acting very much like a servant. Ling looked towards Li Lanfeng who was sitting on the side, who nodded to her softly. It looked Xie Yi’s actions were discussed by them beforehand.

Ling Lan didn’t hesitate and walked straight towards the seat, and sat down with heavily. She knew that once she sat down, she would not give up on the role of commander for the team! However, she hadn’t originally thought of giving up the role. Once the battle royale began, the team could only have one commander, and Ling Lan didn’t really want to bet her hopes on someone else. Compared others, she trusted herself more.

After Ling Lan sat down, she faced the members that were still waiting and said, "Sit!"

This was an obvious announcement of power and status which made Qiao Ting’s eyes freeze up. Han Yu’s expression became cold at this, his eyes showing a flash of discontent, and even Mu Shaoyu was stunned. Perhaps they hadn’t thought that Ling Lan would be so forceful. They had originally thought that everyone would push the role around a bit and then ultiumately choose someone that everyone favored. A commander along with similar status vice-commanders combined would have been alright.

However, seeing how Ling Lan had presented herself, it appeared like she wanted to have full control, unwilling to give any power to the others. This made the Leiting, Tianji and Wuji teams feel a bit of discontent. The meeting room began to erupt in whispers, but the representatives from the small factions remained silent.

Ling Lan knew that some of these people might refuse to accept her leadership. Her cold glare began to scan those people who would otherwise refuse to comply, releasing more of her aura.

Those who were originally discussing felt the boundless tension from Ling Lan gaze and aura, and slowly quieted down. In the end, the whole room was silent like it was frozen in time.

Seeing this, Ling Lan stopped her gaze and turned her head to Qiao Ting, telling him, "Senior Qiao. If we want to win the battle royale, then we can’t have too many commanders. I will bravely shoulder the authority of commander."

Qiao Ting’s mouth moved slightly but didn’t make a sound. Qiao Ting couldn’t refuse since Ling Lan asked him directly, the reason being that the chance to be in the tournament had been acquired by Ling Lan’s Lingtian Mecha Clan. If Ling Lan wanted the authority of commander, it was perfectly logical and made sense.

However, Qiao Ting refused to accept it in his mind. He was clearly the number one and strongest student in the academy, so why couldn’t he be the commander?

The role of commander for the battle royal team was very important. He would have the performance of the battle royale, along with the other contestants, written into his file. When he entered the army and advanced in rank, these would all be used for reference. If it was possible, no one would give up on this opportunity.

The vice-captain of Qiao Ting’s didn’t want the commander position given to others. He knew that his captain couldn’t really say anything, thus he spoke up and said, "Captain Ling. I think who gets the role of commander should be discussed amongst everyone first. If there were those who refused to comply to orders, then there would be a problem."

After hearing that, Ling Lan looked down and didn’t say anything. She put her finger on the table and began to tap.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

The tapping sound was loud due to the empty meeting room, giving a lot of pressure to Leiting’s vice-captain. The smiling face he had beforehand had turned stiff due to the sound.

Right when the vice-captain didn’t what to do, Ling Lan raised her eyes and asked coldly, "Then, who do you want to nominate?"

"Our Boss Qiao!" Leiting’s vice-captain exclaimed. He had been almost crushed by the pressure in the atmosphere. Although he had originally intended to talk in circles, upon hearing Ling Lan’s question, he decided to just blurt out what he was really thinking.

Ling Lan shot a glance at Qiao Ting with a half smile. That glance made Qiao Ting feel ashamed of himself. He didn’t think that his vice-captain would throw him on the table like that without using any tact.

Leiting’s vice-captain knew that he had already said what he thought, so he no longer needed to keep it in and said, "Our Boss Qiao is, needless to say, without a doubt the strongest. For the role of commander, there’s no one else more fitting."

Li Lanfeng chuckled softly at these words. "The commander’s strength isn’t really important. What’s important are the strategic arrangements."

"Boss Qiao has led us to fight in so many mecha battles; his experience was plentiful. He’s a much better choice for the commander role than those who have no experience." Leiting’s vice-captain said after glancing meaningfully at Ling Lan.

"No experience? If he had no experience, could he beat Boss Qiao? Isn’t that right Boss Qiao?" Li Lanfeng said jokingly. He cleverly threw the question back to Qiao Ting, making it difficult for him, as he really had lost to Ling Lan’s tactics and tricks.

Being pushed around by Li Lanfeng’s words, Qiao Ting helplessly said, "Yanchi stop, we’ll listen to Captain Ling’s orders." Qiao Ting had no choice but to speak so. Losing to Ling Lan was the truth, which made him unable to deny it. However, after speaking that sentence, it meant that he no longer had a chance to get the role of commander.

Qiao Ting sighed internally. It was a shame the people he took with him didn’t have a strategist amongst them, otherwise it wouldn’t have been this easy for Li Lanfeng’s words to make it so they just hand over the role of commander.

Seeing how Qiao Ting was like a bird that just lost its feathers, Han Yu’s eyes lit up. Right when he wanted to speak and contest for the role of commander, Zhang Jing-an’s little team’s vice-captain spoke first, "Our Captain Zhang wants me to say something on his behalf. Our team fully supports Captain Ling to be the commander!"

Following this, as if they had agreed on it beforehand, the other leaders of the small factions all spoke, all of them saying that they supported Ling Lan as the commander. Seeing this, Qiao Ting knew that Ling Lan had already reached mutual understanding with these people. Having fully prepared everything, they would not let them have a chance of even getting near the role of commander.

He had lost again! Qiao Ting gazed faintly at Ling Lan. Although Ling Lan’s mecha piloting days were at an end, with that brain of his that thought of everything, he would still become an exceptional strategist in the future.

This time, other than Leiting who put their heads down, only the two mecha clans, Tianji and Wuji hadn’t said anything. Everyone focused their sights on Han Yu and Mu Shaoyu in unplanned unison.

Mu Shaoyu saw the situation and knew that the opportunity was gone, so he gave Ling Lan what she wanted and said, "We were only able to participate in the mecha tournament due to Captain Ling Lan’s tailwind, so if he becomes the battle royale’s commander, Tianji doesn’t have a problem with that."

Hearing that, Ling Lan glanced at Mu Shaoyu. Mu Shaoyu was someone who knew when move forward and when to take a step back. No wonder he could stand so long and firm on the second most influential individual in the military academy. His personality was also very open and very likable. Overall, he wasn’t too bad. It was just too bad that the people he knew had problems, recruiting a degenerate into Tianji who almost ended Luo Lang... Ling Lan had originally wanted to start from Tianji after the mecha tournament, but now it seemed that Wuji was more suitable for her to weed out the bad seeds.

Ling Lan had never given up on her desire of controlling the school by her own hand. She had only wanted to wait until the mecha tournament was over to continue that big project.