Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy

Chapter 575 - 594: Huo Jia: Ah, She’s Working So Hard, and She Looks So Beautiful Doing It

After Mo Si left, the students’ military training got back on track.

Everyone began training to build resilient spiritual power. The process of cultivating the mind was far more grueling than cultivating the body; physical pain subsided with sleep.

But the pain in their brains and Spirit Seas made sleep impossible, even when lying in bed.

They could only chug the Spirit Nourishing Liquid sent by the garrison, then begin the daily cycle of training, PK-ing, and more training.

Jiang Qiuqiu was in bad shape, too.

The night was as black as ink, and a throbbing headache kept her awake.

The relentless gauntlet of battles and the training with the Mental Training Device over the past few days made her feel as if her entire Spirit Sea was being repeatedly hammered and forged.

’I don’t know if it’s because the Spirit Healing Masters’ training helmets are different from the Mecha Soldiers’, but I feel like the PKs I’m facing in this helmet are getting harder and harder.’

’Besides, without a Spiritual Repair Helmet, just drinking some ordinary Nourishing Liquid isn’t that effective for me.’

So every day, she began a new round of training before she had even recovered to peak condition.

She felt like she was constantly teetering on the brink of collapse. Fortunately, reality doesn’t fail those who work hard. After enduring a week of this intense Spiritual Training, Jiang Qiuqiu felt that her Spirit Sea had become much ’sturdier’.

At that moment, she had no idea that while she thought she was barely holding on, in the military training office—

A group of instructors gathered around a large screen, their terminal notebooks open, analyzing this year’s freshmen.

"Most of the students in Class B are struggling to keep up, but this one—from your class—and this one, and this one, they all have potential."

"That’s right. Anyone who can make it all the way through will still have a chance later on."

A green circle was drawn next to the profiles of the students they singled out.

"This one’s a shame. From Class A, an A-level student, no less..." After all, even at Federation University, A-level students were a rare commodity.

"Let’s mark these few as ’pending,’ then. Maybe they still have a chance."

"Mm."

Orange circles were drawn next to their names.

Finally, they got to the aces. Huo Jia was a given; he was one of Federation University’s trump cards. If not for President Douglas’s good relationship with the Huo family, the genius would likely be at a military academy.

It was no exaggeration to say that an S-level individual was one in ten million.

They drew a golden circle right next to his name.

Besides him, the only other person with such an outstanding performance was Jiang Qiuqiu.

She looked like she was struggling every step of the way, but—

"She actually withstood it. This is the double-intensity training regimen set by the head coach."

"Her training intensity isn’t that far off from Huo Jia’s."

Ning Xiaoyu hummed in agreement. "And she’s a student with a high growth curve. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but even though she looks like she’s struggling every day, she’s actually completing her tasks a little bit faster than the day before."

It may only be a subtle difference, but she’s only been training for a very short time.

"I think she could very well become our school’s second S-Class student!"

"That’s true. Even if she doesn’t become an S-Class, there’s a very good chance she’ll reach A+." After speaking, this instructor glanced at Teacher Ning. "You seem to really like this student, don’t you?"

"Ah?" Ning Xiaoyu paused. This wasn’t the time to admit she was a fan of Juju, so she said, "I was the one who administered her re-evaluation exam."

"Back then, I saw that even before she enrolled, coming from a Low-level Star, she managed to advance from B-level to A-level. That’s someone who’s known hardship." ’Aaaah, Juju has suffered so much!’

"No doubt."

Someone who hasn’t known hardship could never reach such heights.

And so, after some discussion, they drew a pale gold circle for Jiang Qiuqiu.

Comparing everyone across the board, she was only a slight step behind Huo Jia.

The bulk of the military training was now essentially over. By analyzing video footage from the past few days of training, the instructors had mapped out preliminary future training and development paths for the students.

There were seven days left until the end of military training. As was tradition, everyone would officially begin piloting mechas starting tomorrow.

On the third to last day, the camp would hold the ’Freshman Mecha Competition,’ where all the students would pilot identical mechas and peck at each other like total rookies.

The winner would receive the title of ’Outstanding Mecha Soldier’ for the year and earn 10 academic credits.

Typically, this honor went to the children of nobles or students who had been admitted to Federation University through public recruitment, as they were the only ones who’d had prior exposure to mechas and could get the hang of them more easily.

The instructors exchanged glances, all wondering if someone would bring a surprise this year.

-

The tedious drills were finally over.

When the instructors announced they could begin mecha practice, everyone’s eyes lit up, including Jiang Qiuqiu’s.

’Piloting a mecha!’

’This is just like back in the 21st century, when you finally got to the marksmanship part of military training and the school handed out guns with blank rounds. Getting to do it yourself is exhilarating!’

She had enrolled in the Mecha Single Soldier System to experience what it was like to pilot a Gundam, and now that she had the chance, Jiang Qiuqiu was buzzing with curiosity.

At first, the garrison had the students connect their terminals to simulators to pilot the mechas on a virtual battlefield.

Because the mechas had internal gravity simulators, the training took place inside Gravity Rooms.

Although at first everyone was like a toddler just learning to walk, stumbling and swaying all over the place, after two or three days of virtual training, most students could get their mechas to run.

They could move the arms and legs, but there was a certain lack of coordination when they tried to move them together.

Jiang Qiuqiu was fascinated by all this. After learning to walk and jump, she stopped following the instructor’s pace and found a corner to practice coordinating her mecha’s limbs.

She remembered the instructor drawing a longsword from his mecha during a demonstration, and she tried to do the same, attempting to pull the sword from its housing on the mecha’s frame.

But this seemingly simple action was much harder than she had imagined.

She tried for nearly an hour before she could even hold the sword steady.

The weapon looked deceptively light, but the moment she drew it, it felt as if its weight suddenly tipped to one side. If she didn’t brace herself properly, she would immediately start to wobble.

Everything here was controlled by spiritual power. Jiang Qiuqiu split her spiritual power into two streams and slowly, steadily, lifted the sword.

Then, she began to ’wield the sword’.

It was difficult at first; she kept dropping the longsword. But with repeated practice, Jiang Qiuqiu managed to perform more complex movements. After a day, she could even execute a short sword dance.

As she happily progressed on her own, Huo Jia stood to one side in his mecha, watching everything. He found Jiang Qiuqiu incredibly dazzling.

’She’s so hardworking.’

’The way she looks when she tries so hard... It’s so beautiful.’

-

After mastering her balance on the first day, Jiang Qiuqiu didn’t practice with the sword on the second day.

After all, outstanding soldiers were forged in battle.

She realized it was impossible to wield the sword as effortlessly as the instructor with just a few days of training. At best, her swordplay would be a flashy performance with very low combat effectiveness.

So she decided to practice fist-fighting instead.

Since everyone was a beginner, close-quarters combat would be more effective anyway.