Chapter 63 02.0063: "Quantum Speed ​​Reading Learning Method"

"I live in Room 25 of the B-1 dormitory, Leidos and Fideo live in Room , and it looks like you two will live in Room ," said team leader Louise.

Archie was about to answer when he suddenly seemed to remember something: "Ah, yes, we need to go back and clean up Room 4. It seems that Chief Petty Officer Valina will move in from Storm Academy later."

Because he and Horatio were roommates, and the 15 preparatory student groups had different majors and would soon have to go to school, Archie went with Horatio after getting to know his group members.

"Come to think of it, she is both our instructor and a member of our team?"

Horatio thought about it and thought that this concept was a bit like the student counselors in universities during the 3K era.

"Yes, she does not interfere with our command and plays the role of a soldier in the team, but she only participates in high-risk missions."

"I guess he is also responsible for assessing us."

Leidos said unhappily, "There are more and more deductions."

The advantage of the dormitory being close to the canteen is perfectly demonstrated.

This is a cafeteria, but it can be considered a club, with long mahogany tables and wraparound booths.

Some naval cadets who had no classes or tasks played cards and regicide chess in there. The cafeteria was self-service and they could eat as much as they wanted.

The meals are very rich, thanks to the naval captains who graduated from Zhongsi Academy. When they return to port, they will bring tons of various planetary specialties.

A few people chose a nearby long table. There was no Chinese food, so Horatio picked a piece of ribs.

"Be prepared, it will only get more dangerous later."

Louise sat down next to Horatio and placed a glass of frosted mavas next to Horatio.

Horatio picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "It tastes good."

"A captain returning from the Valhalla route brought it back. It's rare, but it tastes good."

"Are we on a lot of field duty?" Horatio asked.

"Now is the last calm before the storm."

"Sergeant Louise."

Suddenly, a male voice came from the side, followed by the sound of several chairs being dragged.

Several people looked at the young man who was sitting silently next to Louise, and the team he led.

That was Henry Harvey. He was wearing a neat military dress uniform, his bicorne hat placed on the table at a perfect 90 degrees, and several medals hanging on the left side of his chest.

"Your group is here early." The young man sat up straight and started cutting the Grox steak.

"Our group is always early." Louise's slightly friendly tone disappeared in an instant, turning into indifferent politeness.

Apart from Louise, the team leader, who responded politely, Fideo and Leidos, who were sitting opposite him, ignored him completely and continued eating their meals.

Horatio kept looking at the two groups of people. From the strange atmosphere, Horatio could feel the huge gap between the common people and the nobles.

Harvey's gaze shifted from Louise to Horatio, who was sitting next to her, and the corners of his mouth that were slightly raised then turned over.

"Let me introduce the new blood of our group. I'm sure everyone is familiar with the son of the famous Ravensburg family, David Betty."

"Nice to meet you, classmates. I'm sure you all know the commander-in-chief of the 13th Black Crusade, the guardian of the Gothic Sector, the Gothic Fleet..."

"The new blood of our group, Horatio Cochrane, descendant of the family of Admiral Speyer, the Imperial hero."

Louise's introduction was very concise and clear, like a soldier giving a report, without reciting long titles like "How many people are there in this room?"

Because of all the praise and glory, the word "Spyer" is enough in the Gothic Sector.

"Thank you for your guidance, Sergeant Major 'Sir'." Horatio nodded gracefully.

"My name is Henry Harvey. As you can see, I am a chief sergeant in the Imperial Navy, in the same department as you, Chief Cadet (First)" Harvey said straightening up, not caring about Horatio's little teasing at all, and then turned to Louise:

"Louise, this week you..."

The address without rank seemed a little too intimate, which offended Louise's sense of boundaries, and she frowned unhappily.

"I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave now.

Besides, we are just comrades and classmates, nothing more."

Louise wiped her lips with her napkin and replied expressionlessly, then stood up and left the table, carrying her finished plate with her meal.

Leidos and Archie also stood up, and Fideo followed them out of his seat after swallowing the last piece of meat.

"It's nice to meet you, Sergeant Major," Horatio replied politely.

Only a table of aristocratic students chatting and laughing and Henry Harvey with a gloomy face were left. The warm summer breeze blew on the faces of several young people. Because it was the rest time after lunch, there were not many people on the road.

Fideo was yawning lazily, Leidos was punching the air as he walked, rehearsing for tomorrow's combat training, Louise was reviewing the course content in a handwritten notebook she carried with her, and Archie was introducing Horatio to the nearly 100-year history of the Gothic Fleet.

Horatio clasped his hands behind his head, enjoying the summer breeze with the scent of plants, and regained the long-lost beautiful memory of walking in the quiet university campus in the afternoon.

Back in the dormitory, everyone has their own things to do.

Leidos went straight to the boxing room; Fideo wiped the shotgun passed down from his father and the laser pistol from his mother; Louise sat at the desk preparing for the next make-up exam; Archie had almost finished organizing his things, so he went to tidy up Room 4 for them and make room for Sergeant Valina.

Horatio placed his naval professional course books on a special bookshelf. Everyone had a lot of books. Although they were divided into departments, naval officers would not work in only one department.

Therefore, there is a lot of overlap in subjects, and everyone has to theoretically learn all the knowledge of navigation, combat, management, maintenance, etc. in the 41st millennium. The division of subjects is only to make the emphasis different.

The books Horatio received included 12 subjects, covering a series of theoretical subjects including mathematics and physics, mechanical operation, etiquette and diplomacy, fleet tactics, command and control, military management, aviation dispatch, High Gothic, common Low Gothic dialects, etc.

He even saw the operating manual of the Empire Naval Aviation's mainstream fighter jets. It seemed that he would have to learn how to fly various aircraft.

Horatio was not surprised, because anything that could fly was what the Imperial Navy needed to operate.

He had just heard from Louise that a lot of knowledge could be transmitted in the brain using electrical signals, making it possible to learn a huge amount of knowledge in a short period of time.

However, knowledge is forgotten quickly and requires constant consolidation and review. In class, the naval officers in charge of teaching explain practical usage.

In addition, the exam is difficult, with a huge number of questions. One subject takes one day, and the failure rate is very high. Almost every student will lose points and have to retake the exam. The average academic score is generally not high. Only before graduation can nearly half of the people barely reach the threshold for candidate officers, which is 10000 points.

Although Louise didn't say how many subjects she failed, when she talked about this topic, a rare blush of shyness and embarrassment appeared on her cheeks.

Horatio looked at his prosthetic leg.

『+Activate: Machine Soul Favor+』

As Horatio turned the pages of the book, the knowledge in the book was compiled, transmitted, and finally stored in his mind by the prosthesis like binary code.

After flipping through a book of three hundred pages, all the knowledge was stored in his mind word for word. No matter what the content was, he could immediately remember which page and which line it was.

Horatio suddenly thought of something and quickly took out the book "The Imperial Word - High Gothic".

In the Empire, High Gothic was seen as a passport to the elite, but its complex language system made it difficult to learn in a short period of time.

After he had loaded the entire book into his mind, he closed his eyes, then opened them again and tried to have a conversation with himself in High Gothic.

Although I can't speak fluently yet, with more practice, I will be able to speak fluently.

And Horatio found that he had no problem reading High Gothic now.

[Very good, at this rate, 500 per subject is possible.]
There are 12 subjects in total, which means that I can earn 6000 points for free and reach the rank of naval sergeant just by taking the exam.

Taking into account the missions and commendation points, it is possible that before the St. Gilles Festival at the end of this year, he will be a sergeant major in the Imperial Navy, on par with Henry Harvey, or even higher.

[First find something to practice on.]
Horatio turned around and looked at Louise who was sitting on the study table behind him preparing for a make-up exam.

She was racking her brains to think over the artillery ballistic function. From the draft, it can be seen that she has calculated five trajectories aimed at the Chaos Cruiser 5 kilometers away.

But based on the knowledge Horatio had just acquired from "Void Ballistics", none of the five trajectories hit the target.

Because her function frame is correct, but the parameters are filled in incorrectly.

"Team leader, please try raising the polar angle in the function by 3 degrees and reducing the amount of propellant to 4/5 of the original value."

Louise tried it and got the value on the reference answer.

"Have you learned it before? I remember you were not..." Louise was very surprised and looked at Horatio in confusion.

"My father is the Chief Lord Captain. He taught me some knowledge of void ballistics." Horatio found a reasonable excuse.

Even if he was lost in the Lower Nest, after all, he was the descendant of a naval family, so it was not surprising that he knew something about the navy.

"Thank you."

Louise looked into Horatio's blue eyes, pretending to be calm in the awkwardness of the newcomer's guidance of the old man, and took out another book: "Oh, right, this question, heading angle and yaw..."

Horatio answered all the team leader's questions one by one.

He also discovered that as long as his iron hands touched the exercise book, he knew the solutions to all the application questions in it.

At least there will be no problem in taking the test. As long as you practice more on board the ship later, you can easily apply it in actual combat.

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