The Perfect Mission System of Fast Transmigration

Chapter 89 The Cultivation of an Interstellar Male God (5)

The junior mecha has always wanted to get close to the advanced mecha, but the high-level mecha always throws off the junior mecha, and gradually the distance between the two sides gradually widens. The advanced mecha has figured out the action trajectory of the junior mech.

The junior mecha seemed to know the senior mecha's plan, but it rushed towards the gun without risking its life.

The senior mecha fired, and the blue beam hit the junior mecha. In an instant, the left arm of the junior mecha was directly removed. The body was unstable, but the inertia pushed it forward.

The advanced mecha fired again, and the junior mecha was only five meters away from him.

This time, the junior mecha dodged the shot.

Ming Shu heard gasps from many people, and he could understand that this was admiration for the low-level mech control technology.

There is a big gap between mechas and mecha masters at each level, and there are countless level restrictions in between. If a junior mecha can avoid a shot from an advanced mecha, its operating coefficient must be higher than that of a senior mecha master.

They all think that this elementary mecha should be driven by some super mecha or a higher mecha.

"What do you think? You also think this is a high-level mech master?"

The man next to him spoke to him and asked.

Mingshu closed his eyes, looked up again to watch the battle on the field, and said in a deep voice, "I don't think this is a high-level mech master."

"Oh? Why? Not a high-level mecha master, why can you avoid the laser guns of high-level mechas?" the man asked with interest.

Ming Shu looked at the junior mechas who were obviously at a disadvantage on the field, and said, "If you are a senior mecha master, you won't make those small mistakes that you shouldn't have made!"

"Small mistake? Where did you see it?"

"Obviously, the field of learning of advanced mechas is different from that of low-level mechas. The first control of high-level mechas must be perfect. Although the basic mechas were amazing enough just now, it is actually just a coincidence."

"Coincidence?" The man smiled more and more obviously.

"Yes, in fact, the blow of the advanced mecha can completely kill the junior mecha, but the laser is delayed by a second under the impact of the airflow. It is this second that allows the elementary mecha to find a gap to break through. The advanced mecha Lost the chance to kill him!"

Whether it's control proficiency or fighting accuracy, elementary mechas are far inferior to advanced mechas.

"Then why is this junior mecha disregarding life and death?"

"Maybe for dignity, maybe for survival..."

"Then do you think he can maintain his dignity and survive successfully?"

"It's difficult, I just know blindly reckless, without a trace of strategy, although I opened the distance at the beginning, but I was pulled back step by step, didn't I?"

……

When the damage level of the primary mecha reached 88%, the mecha was scrapped, and the advanced mecha stood not far away, overlooking him as a victor.

Seeing the failure, Lu Yuzhe felt that his life was gloomy.

"It's disgusting!" Lu Yuzhe beat the ground in anger, his eyes were red.

He thought he could save himself, but he still failed. Do he really want to give in?
No, he will not give in easily.If he loses this time, there will be another time, and the next time, how can he give up?

The group of them bullied him as a fool's plaything, and he always kept it in his heart, just thinking that one day he would be able to defeat them, change his role, and let himself crush them too!

"How are you, are you okay?"

The sweet and deep male voice made Lawrence Lu look up in surprise.

"I'm okay."

"Are you interested in joining my team? I'm very optimistic about you!"

Lu Yuzhe stood up, he was full of guard against the man in front of him, although this man was good-looking, but who knew if he was the same as Zhou Puhua and his group.

"Don't rush to refuse, join my team, and I will fulfill your most wanted wish. How?"

The man began to be very seductive to him, and Lawrence Lu seemed to be shaken.

After hesitating for a while, he replied, "Okay, I agree to join your team!"

……

Ming Shu came out before the game was over, and he was not interested in watching the result without any suspense.

I don't know the teacher asked him to come in to see the skills, where can I see them?
Ming Shu drove the mecha into the training ground, and he began to control the mecha for training.

There is a saying that "the stupid bird flies first", but he is not a stupid bird, and he flies too late.

It was Mingshu's first time driving, and the speed was still very slow. He had to follow the prompts given to him by Tiannao for every button.

"Ding ding ding, congratulations to the advanced junior mech master, please train hard to become a higher level mecha master as soon as possible, the federation needs talents like you!"

Hearing Tiannao's words, Mingshu could only feel ashamed. Did this federal brainwashing operation start here?
Entering the virtual operation terminal of Tiannao Internet, you will be monitored by Tiannao, and every move will be recorded.Because this is a real-name system!

Ming Shu didn't care, he randomly chose an empty training room.

The training room also has a virtual screen, surrounded by mirrors made of tempered glass, so you can clearly see your appearance.

Ming Shu stood at the door, looking at himself in the mirror like a pile of black scrap metal, and raised his forehead.

Sure enough, it's still too ugly, it seems that I have to advance to the mecha level earlier, and change to a good-looking mecha.

Although the mechas below the ace mechas are all of a single color, they are better than the primary mechas!
Wait, why does he care if the mecha looks good or not?Damn it, he turned on the virtual screen and started watching the virtual console game videos left over for decades.

Ming Shu finally realized that what the teacher was talking about was this!

……

In five months, Mingshu has been reborn.

Ming Shu is now the darling of the women in the Boy Scout Academy and the thorn in the side of the men.

Including teachers at all levels, and school staff.

The principal was in the Tiannao main control room, seeing Mingshu's performance getting better and better, he nodded very pleased.

And next to him stood a man in black clothes. The man was around 50 years old. Although his brows and eyes were full of old looks, he could still tell that he was domineering.

"Captain, this kid is doing his best! He's not in vain as the Marshal..." The headmaster said suddenly, his originally excited eyes dimmed, and he sighed, "Oh..."

The captain the principal called was the captain of the personal guard of the Marshal of the Chinese Federation, and the principal was also a member of it.

"Well, has this kid finally come to his senses?"

The face of the glacier that had been in the Ming Dynasty for thousands of years showed some signs of melting at this moment. Although it was cold, it was much softer.

"Sure enough, he is the marshal's child. Even if he is more than ten years behind others, he will catch up with him in just a few months!"

"He is worthy of the talent given to him by the marshal. Will he be the next marshal?"

When Mingyu mentioned the marshal, his eyes were filled with grief.

"Marshal! If it wasn't for...I..." The headmaster suddenly choked up, his eyes were red.

"Xiao Wu, it's not your fault..."

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