Interstellar journey to another world

The students spent the whole afternoon getting familiar with how to control the mecha.

The spiritual thread is the embodiment of your own consciousness, and you can act completely according to your own will. All you have to do is how to use the spiritual thread to replace your hands and feet to control the mecha.

As the spirit threads were used more often, Mo Ci became more and more proficient in controlling the mecha and became more comfortable with it.

An hour later, Mo Ci could barely perform normal grasping, holding, running, and jumping. More complex movements could not be completed at the moment and required a lot of time to practice.

He turned his head and looked at the classmates next door and found that they were still practicing the simple movement of lifting a finger.

Um? So slow?

He looked in the direction of Yan Fei and Lin Xi again.

Yan Fei was seen holding on to the wall, walking slowly with unsteady steps. Judging from his cautious posture, he knew that he had fallen down many times.

Lin Xi is worse than Yan Fei. Now he can only control the mecha to crawl a few steps on the ground. He can't even stand up and walk.

Xu Xiaoxiao seemed to be frustrated and sat slumped in the corner, banging her right hand on the ground to vent her grievances.

This damn mecha is so heavy and stupid! What a piece of junk!

Shen Du drew his sword and put it away boringly. His movements were so fast that he could only see an afterimage. He was so strong!

Yan Luo rubbed the energy sword in his hand, practicing the thrusting movements again and again, as if he was looking for the feel.

Zhou Qingyu jumped happily in the training room. This mecha seemed to have no difficulty at all for her, and she was able to move it as freely as her own body. She could be seen dancing with sticks with both hands, performing a set of dog-beating sticks with great vigor and grace.

Many students looked at the figures jumping and spinning around them with envy, and admiration arose spontaneously. He was indeed a double S-level boss! That’s awesome!

Mo Ci looked at his friends who could already wield knives and swords, and felt a little anxious in his heart.

He tried to pull out the energy sword that came with him randomly. The light was cold and breathtaking. What a knife!

There seems to be a faint murderous aura left on the blade. You can imagine how it was once invincible and invincible on the battlefield!

Mo Ci tried to wave it, but felt that his wrist was heavy and stagnant. The number of spiritual threads in his body quietly increased by dozens, and the heaviness was relieved.

Mo Ci frowned slightly. With just a simple operation, he had already used sixty-seven percent of his spiritual threads. If he carried out a more complicated attack, wouldn't he have to use up more spiritual threads?

No wonder, Teacher Shen Mingyuan has repeatedly stressed that he must choose a mecha that matches his positioning. Without enough mental strength, he cannot even support the normal operation of the mecha, let alone the pressure and physical exertion he endures during exercise.

Two hours later, a loud noise caught everyone's attention.

"boom"

Fireworks shot out from behind the shooting target on the side of the training room.

Um? Who fired?

Qi Ming raised the barrel of the cannon proudly, with a trace of green smoke rising from the muzzle.

Yan Fei curled his lips, "What's so great about being able to fire a cannon? The shells have already reached my grandma's house. What's there to be proud of? Boy, look at me!"

Yan Fei raised the barrel, aimed it at the target, aimed left and right, and fired——

"boom"

"Hahaha......"

"You're laughing so hard at me. How dare you laugh at others at this level?"

"Big brother laughs at second brother. Does it hurt to be slapped in the face?"

Listening to the cynicism of his classmates, Yan Fei's cheeks burned a little inexplicably. We clearly aimed and shot, so why did we miss the target?

We were so accurate when we were practicing in the training room, why did we lose everything after changing the mecha?

Qi Ming's laughter was particularly harsh: "Boy, let's see grandpa give you a try!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cannonball hit Yan Fei with fierce power.

"Damn, you kid are serious!"

Yan Fei screamed strangely and dodged to avoid it. In a hurry, he improperly controlled his mental power. He stumbled forward with his left foot and his right foot.

Ouch, it’s over!

The next moment, the shell hit his chest solidly.

The violent "boom" explosion made people's scalp numb.

Yan Fei's spiritual connection with the mecha was also severed under this violent impact.

Yan Fei shook his dizzy head, with a ruthless look in his eyes.

Good boy, if you are in the first grade of junior high school, don’t blame me for being in the fifteenth grade!

He suppressed his headache and instantly connected his mental thread to the cannonball device. He aimed the cannon barrel at Qi Ming and fired it with a bang.

Unfortunately, the accuracy was not good enough, and the general exploded just one meter in front of Qi Ming.

Huge cannonballs exploded in the crowd, knocking over a dozen mechas in front of him to stagger and fall to the ground.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck! Who did this?"

"That bastard... Damn, you got me!"

"Ouch! Don't touch me! Ah..."

Yan Fei grinned and fired three shells in unison. After doing all this, he simply disconnected the spiritual connector.

No, no, my head hurts too much, I can't stand it!

All the thermal weapon systems of the mechas in the training ground have been turned off. The cannonballs fired from the mechas look very powerful, but in fact they are virtual cannonballs and do not have much lethality at all.

Qi Ming looked at Yan Fei who fell to the ground sarcastically. He wanted to hit me so stupidly, what a dream!

Just as this idea came to his mind, a small cannonball landed directly on top of his head.

After the "boom" sound, Qi Ming fell to the ground slumped.

Qiao Mu was driving the mecha and was fiddling with the energy machete in his hand. Suddenly, a cannonball fell from the sky and hit his back. The huge shock wave shook his spirit and he fell heavily to the ground.

Wow!

You dare to sneak attack on me, I am so impatient!

He jumped up, aiming the muzzle of the cannon in the direction of the cannonball and outputting firepower.

More students fell into the powerful gunfire.

"Who is it! He's going crazy!"

"You think you're the only one who can fire? I'll beat you to death!"

"Students take revenge!"

"Quick, it's him, attacking with fierce firepower."

Mo Ci also fell under the impact of the chaotic artillery fire. His mental strength felt like being hit by a giant hammer in an instant. He was a little blurred and his head felt a slight tingling sensation.

He looked up at the culprit and saw Qiao Mu running away and jumping, occasionally drawing the flames of war to the neighboring students. Many students were angry and hurriedly chased after him.

In an instant, the entire training ground had turned into a mess, with shells flying and dogs jumping.

In an instant, the number of mechas participating in the pursuit of Qiao Mu had increased to more than twenty, and the number was still increasing——

The whole scene can no longer be described as chaotic, it is too chaotic!

"Wow, who is it? Don't step on my leg!"

"Shit! Are you sick? It was the grandson who chopped you. Why are you chasing me?"

"Fuck! My energy system was blown up."

"Which grandson would attack me from behind?"

"Hurry up and chase him, don't let him get away!"

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