Wen Rou took the large bundles Fang Zhou handed over with a smile and went back to the backyard to get busy.
Grandma Yun sat in her rocking chair, swaying back and forth as she watched Fang Zhou walk in, carrying the two little girls. Her eyes were no longer clear and bright, but the corners, full of wrinkles, exuded endless warmth and tolerance.
Fang Zhou was about to greet her when his personal terminal suddenly sent a notification.
"Junior Sergeant Fang Zhou, you have been listed as a seed candidate for Sea City Military Academy. The selection details will be announced shortly. Please continue to do your best!"
Fang Zhou raised an eyebrow. Unbeknownst to him, a month had passed since the Simulation Battlefield opened. It seemed the academy instructors had already made their preliminary selections for the seed candidates and were now waiting for the final round.
Seeing the change in Fang Zhou's expression, Grandma Yun smiled and said, "Zhou, what's the good news?"
