The Commander's Useless Wife Is Actually a Hidden Boss!-Chapter 108: They Are Not Trash

The tactical thinking class ended, but Joter didn’t announce its conclusion. Instead, he opened another three-dimensional screen, which displayed the details of the freshman competition.

Everyone instantly became excited.

Other team members from class two looked at Mervin Team with envy.

Mervin Team had the best chance of performing well in the freshman competition among them.

"Do you all understand the importance of the freshman competition?" Joter asked seriously, "The competition is the best stage for Military Academy Students to come into the limelight. It marks the beginning of countless strong ones’ ascent to the peak, and it is also the quickest promotion path for countless planets’ people."

"The entire Empire is watching."

"The Military Department, the nine major cosmic fleets, the Royal Family, national defense, internal affairs, foreign affairs, technology, etc., all the core institutions of the Empire will focus on the freshman competition. Those heroes, who have shone across interstellar space and are famous throughout the Empire, all made their mark in the freshman competition."

Joter’s voice was very inspiring and the meaning of his words ignited everyone’s competitive spirit, making one’s blood boil.

Everyone couldn’t wait for the freshman competition to start so that they could showcase their talents and impress the Military Department’s bigwigs.

"In short, the attention the freshman competition receives is truly the number one in interstellar events, surpassing all beauty pageants, speeches, movie stars, even the Military Goddess is no match." frёewebηovel.cѳm

Lin Fu and Anton sat together, whispering, "Why do I feel like there’s a hidden message in Mr. Joter’s words?"

"That’s not an illusion."

Indeed, the others started to laugh too.

Everyone knew about the conflict between Lin Fu and the Military Goddess Xia Youyou from the arts department. The dispute between the two was common knowledge.

"I want you to remember, soldiers, that it’s still the strength that speaks. Everything else is worthless."

"Silence."

Joter coughed, and quickly the students quieted down, their eyes fixed intently on him.

"Many of you may have heard about Elbert’s plight. For ten consecutive years, we’ve ranked last in the freshman competition, which makes many people dissatisfied, protesting that we hold the title and resources of one of the three leading military academies yet fail to nurture outstanding Imperial Soldiers."

"Some even slander us, saying we can only produce failures."

This was a sore point for all of Elbert, and the atmosphere on the scene became more oppressive. Some had red eyes.

Some clenched their fists tightly.

Others silently swore in their hearts to earn respect for their school and vindicate themselves.

They were not failures.

Elbert wasn’t either; Marshal Fodi’s honor was not to be offended.

"Some even called for the revocation of our title, a disgrace that no human can bear, a great insult."

"If we lose once again in this freshman competition, it won’t just be our disgrace, but also the disgrace of all the teachers and instructors, the disgrace of Admiral Xia Zeming, and the disgrace of thousands of outstanding officers and high-level generals who graduated from Elbert over a thousand years."

Joter’s voice grew increasingly impassioned, stirring up everyone’s emotions.

Even Lin Fu couldn’t help but clench her hands, barely controlling her slight trembling.

She was already aware of the proposal to strip the title, but she hadn’t considered the depth of it. Now thinking about it made her tremble with anger.

Mr. Joter was right.

If stripped of the name, these freshmen would never have a chance to excel, always looked down upon, facing discrimination in whatever department they joined.

"This freshman competition is our last chance, everyone, give it your all!"

"We have three months, and the devilish training is about to begin."