Mecha Star Wars.

When the stars landed in Field 623, Song Ren's red mecha was being tested in the field.

Recently, he has been undergoing various tests and training in the 623 underground laboratory, and has done a good job in basic adaptation.

It's just that the time is relatively short, and the proficiency is not comparable to that of Lin Fan and Antonio. So I didn't call Octopus Man when I said goodbye later, but let him continue training at 800 with peace of mind.

As soon as Xingchen landed, he disarmed his mecha, revealing Lin Fan wearing a black slim-fitting short T-shirt, denim shorts, and plastic flip-flops.

She took out the 800 badge from her pants pocket and pinned it on her collar. She greeted everyone she met familiarly and stepped closer to the red mecha.

"How is it?" Lin Fan raised his head and asked Song Ren, "Are you still weak now?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone working around them stopped.

As expected, it was Lin Fan who dared to talk to Demon Song like this without any scruples.

Song Ren's heart felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him when he saw Lin Fan jumping for joy.

You can't get over this matter, right?

"Uh-huh," Zhang Zhaojie cleared his throat and quietly reminded Lin Fan, "If you ask that, no man would answer in the affirmative."

Lin Fan didn't think much about it when he asked, but he felt a little embarrassed when Zhang Zhaojie ignored him.

"This, this..." She scratched her short hair that had grown below her ears. For a moment, she didn't know what to say, so she simply didn't want to think about it. "Just ask him if his body can bear it... Oops! That's what it means. You all know it."

The crowd of onlookers was busy with what they were doing, but their ears were perked up, wanting to hear Song Ren's reaction.

"Ignore them, I'm fine." Song Ren's laughing voice came from the mecha.

This is Lin Fan. If it were anyone else, he wouldn't be able to escape with just one look.

Zhang Zhaojie also stopped joking and shared the tablet in his hand with Lin Fan. "These are the data of his mecha. You should be able to understand it, right?"

Lin Fan reached out and flipped through a few pages, which matched Xingchen's data. "Isn't this already good?"

"Yeah, it's all good. And we also discovered the secret of the Fuguang weapon." Zhang Zhaojie raised an eyebrow at Lin Fan and winked, waiting for Lin Fan to ask. Who would have thought that people would not follow his routine at all.

"Fuguang?" Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, pointed at the red mecha and asked, "Is it officially named Fuguang? What about the previous Fuguang?"

Bionic Armor No. 1 was originally named Fuguang. It was the first machine of the 800 Mecha Corps project. In addition, the pilot was Song Ren. It had extraordinary significance and status in the history of Lanxing mechas.

She had thought before that Song Ren's biological armor would definitely have a famous name, but she didn't expect to just use Fu Guang.

"Yes, after all, Song Ren and the name Fuguang are bound together. The previous Fuguang was changed to Fuguang 1, and there will no longer be another driver for him. It will eventually be placed in a museum for display. Display and backup machines.”

Country P had put on such a display in the museum before, and it once scared Lin Fan to death.

After Country H came out with its plan to build a mecha army, it planned to open up a space in a high-tech venue to specifically display these mechas.

Originally I wanted to build another one and put it there, but now it seems that I can just pull it over and put it there, which saves a lot of trouble.

623 also did some research and felt that it would be better for the mecha title to follow that of the pilot. After all, most of the time, mechas and pilots are equated.

Therefore, no matter how the mecha evolves, upgrades, or changes in appearance, generally speaking, as long as the driver remains the same, the title of the mecha he drives will also remain the same. Of course, except for special circumstances.

After getting the answer, Lin Fan nodded, but his heart began to feel sad for Fuguang No. 1 for no reason.

<divclass="contentadv">It is said that all things have spirits. If Fuguang No. 1 also has spirits, will it be lonely and cold if we are separated from Song Ren, who has always been close to us?

"Hey~" Zhang Zhaojie saw Lin Fan suddenly startled and waved his hand in front of her, "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing." Lin Fan scratched the tip of his nose and quickly escaped from the strange thoughts, "Didn't you say that you discovered the secret of the weapon? What is it?"

Zhang Zhaojie's outpouring of desire was interrupted twice by her, and it was no longer as strong as it was at the beginning. "Hey, haven't you seen Fuguang's knife? Don't you think it's a little strange?"

Fuguang had been quietly listening to the two of them talking. When he heard this, he cooperatively pulled out the knife from his waist and stretched it out in front of Lin Fan.

The knives Lin Fan had ever seen were just kitchen knives and red silk iron knives used in martial arts performances, the kind that made a crackling sound when swinging.

The knife in front of him was different. It was long, straight and thick, with a single edge. If this feature wasn't too obvious, it would seem to be no different from a double-edged broadsword.

It's just that the length is too short, and the end has a wavy cross-section, as if a section has been broken. That's why she intuitively felt that it was a broken knife, but she wasn't really sure about it.

"The knife in his hand is a straight-edged knife with a short handle, a small hand guard, a thick spine, and is heavier than ordinary thin knives. From the appearance, it is closer to the ring-shou knife, suitable for cutting and stabbing." Zhang Zhaojie He stroked the black pattern on the blade fondly and explained to Lin Fan.

"You can see the chop, but the long stab..." Lin Fan pointed at the end of the wave and drew the length of the blade again, "Are you sure?"

There is a certain distance standard for long-distance stabbing. Although the fracture has a sharp point, it is not completely impossible to stab. But when it is stretched to death, it is only half the length of an ordinary knife. It is not much longer than a long dagger. No matter how you look at it, You have to get close to stab it.

"Don't worry, isn't this going to be a secret?" Zhang Zhaojie became proud again and winked at Fuguang.

Fuguang flexibly turned the knife half a circle in his hand, held the knife behind his back, and inserted it into the raised armor on the side of his thigh. When he pulled it out, the knife became a normal length.

Lin Fan blinked and moved closer to the middle of the blade. The original wavy fracture was perfectly integrated into the pattern, and it was impossible to tell that it was still half-cut just now. "Is this okay?"

Xingchen's double swords are actually in a combined and split form, which is not unusual in theory, but the location of the Fuguang part is different from hers. She even moved closer to the outside of her thigh to take a look, but naturally she couldn't see anything.

"There's more." Zhang Zhaojie raised his head again with excitement.

Fuguang changed the knife to another hand and thrust it into his left thigh.

"Look, with this length, it's not a problem to kill a horse." Zhang Zhaojie couldn't wait to get closer, "Look at these black grooves, they look like patterns on the surface, but they are actually blood-drawing grooves..."

Lin Fan couldn't hear clearly what Zhang Zhaojie was saying.

In front of her eyes, a red light holding a long sword stood majestically, with an invincible attitude, much like the person inside.

"So, the diversity of this biological form has surprised us again and again." Zhang Zhaojie finally concluded his long speech, "I just don't know what the source of the changing form is, is it controlled by self-awareness, or is it affected by other external factors. Tsk, things about high-dimensional civilization need to be further explored.”

The staff came forward to report. After Zhang Zhaojie checked that all items were correct, he said hello to the two of them and took them away.

When Lin Fan turned around, the mecha had transformed into Song Ren and was looking at her with a smile.

Why does this Song Ren love to laugh so much after he gets better? Could it be that after going through hardships, you discovered that life is particularly beautiful?

Lin Fan murmured in his heart and grinned at him.

"Are you going to eat? I'm treating you."