Mysterious journey

In a land of red meteorites

The two red mechas were more than two hundred meters apart, dodging and shooting at each other crazily. Red and white laser beams crisscrossed past each other, most of them falling on the ground and burning black marks.

The mecha on the left is a standard red humanoid, holding two guns. It looks very ordinary and is the most basic mecha model.

The mecha on the right is a completely different big red spider, not humanoid. The spider's front four leg joints are equipped with four laser beam emitters on the outside, and its densely packed electronic compound eyes look penetrating.

"That's it for today." The humanoid mecha suddenly stopped shooting, dodged a red laser beam as thick as an arm, and stood on the edge of a crater.

"We still can't tell the winner." A helpless voice came from Starscream, "Since we met you the day before yesterday, how many times have we fought?"

"Fifteen times, this is the sixteenth time." The humanoid mecha replied.

"Okay, sixteen times. I really don't know what kind of person you are in reality?" The man inside the big spider breathed out. "Forget it, I'll do it too. The money this time is yours."

"Thanks."

"Need not."

With a chirping sound, Starscream suddenly twisted and disappeared directly from the spot.

‘Congratulations on your victory over Janelle. Get a reward of 1000 general points, please keep up your efforts. ’

The system sound sounded.

Garen finally came back to his senses, looked at the rotating Rubik's Cube that appeared in front of him, and chose to exit the map.

In the past two days, he was practicing the Cold Prison Peacock Kung Fu and going on the battle website to familiarize himself with fighting skills. Unexpectedly, after a while of random encounters, he actually met a master.

Ganel, a master of long-range shooting, uses the Mecha Spider model. He is not ordinary powerful. He controls four launchers and can freely aim at enemies in any direction. He can even make full use of the overlap between energy beams to form refraction collisions and hit them. An angle that is completely impossible to shoot from.

The first encounter almost caused Garen to suffer a big loss. Fortunately, his basic skills were also very solid. After a while, the two of them began to compete fiercely with each other. Garen's accuracy was simply frightening. No matter how he told it, He can quickly locate the opponent regardless of movement or direction. Even after the big spider moves and jumps flexibly, his accuracy can still reach over 50%. It's just that his mobility is too poor and he almost only moves in a small area.

The big spider's shooting is more based on surprise, and what's even stronger is its weird and changeable notification movement. After letting Garen suffer a few small losses, the two sides reached a stalemate.

There were more than ten consecutive battles in two days, with both sides winning equally, but the big spider Ganel knew that he actually lost because he used a special model, while the opponent used only the most common general model. .

Garen exited the map and returned to the selection room environment with a starry sky in front of him.

He glanced at his universal point balance: 12,560.

This is his result these days. Although there are wins and losses, the majority of the wins are still won. Unless he encounters that kind of completely unreasonable pervert, no matter the model or consciousness, both have reached a terrifying level. Then Only then will we lose the battle.

He clicked on his friend list, and there was only one name in it - Janelle. The two of them were strangers, so they exchanged friends. But now Janelle's avatar has turned gray, obviously offline.

"The last game." Garen scanned the entire first-level battlefield and clicked to rank the results in order. "Let's see how big the gap is between you and the top players now."

Suddenly the room suddenly changed, and after a quick pause, new rooms appeared in front of you.

Suddenly, he saw a somewhat familiar ID open a room. The name of the room was: 'You have the guts to challenge me in a duel! ’ The username suffixed is ‘your dad’.

"This guy hasn't given up yet." Garen smiled. After he tortured this guy last time, this guy would open a room and spend money to hang out here every time.

This idiot's results are actually at the top of the first-level area. It is obvious that his strong awareness of specialties and the mechas he piled up with money have an absolute advantage.

If he hadn't been set up last time, Garen thought it would be really difficult for him to defeat him. Regardless of power, weapons, and defense, they are far inferior to the opponent in every aspect. In the end, if it hadn't exploded the opponent's thruster and caused it to fall into a crater, there would probably be no way to kill him.

Now Galleon no longer enters the practice room, but directly participates in games with bonuses of at least 1,000 points, otherwise he will not make any money at all.

After thinking about it, he decided to forget about the last round. Garen shook his head, finally turned off the simulator, took off his helmet and exited his seat.

I looked at the watch terminal and saw that there was a missed call at three o'clock in the afternoon. It was the shop owner over there.

Garen felt slightly happy, the white malachite must have arrived. I quickly clicked on it and called. After a beep, an uncle's head appeared on the watch screen.

"The items have arrived. When will you come and pick them up?" the car owner said eagerly as soon as he saw Garen.

"Go directly to the grocery market?"

"No, come to the rental house next door and we'll check it out in person." The uncle shook his head, "The grocery market is too eye-catching."

"OK."

"The location is in the building next to the pavilion on Right Street."

Turning off his watch, Garen stood up and glanced around. There were not many people practicing Battle Network at this time, and most students were in class.

The courses here are no different from those in the previous world. The teacher was procrastinating and could not teach anything good for a long time. Gallon skipped class decisively after taking it for a while. No one will say anything to you if you skip class here. As long as you pay enough money and meet the graduation standards, no one will care about you even if you don't attend a class.

After exiting his position, he picked up his school uniform jacket and walked outside.

When he left the simulation room, several people quietly stood up from several seats behind him. They looked at each other and quickly followed him from behind.

After leaving the simulation building, it was already mid-afternoon outside, the sunlight had dimmed slightly, and it was not too hot.

Gallon walked in the direction of the crowded school gate. As he passed the school gate, a group of students wearing white-on-white uniforms with silver edges and calm faces just walked out of the school gate and boarded a waiting silver maglev car. There are dedicated college teachers waiting by the car door.

When Garen passed by this group of more than ten students, he faintly felt a trace of murderous intent, and his heart suddenly froze.

"These are people who have killed people and seen blood."

He stepped aside and mingled with the group of ordinary students watching the excitement, watching quietly as the group quickly boarded the speeding car.

Some people in the crowd were discussing the identities of these people in low voices.

"They are elite students."

Someone has the answer.

"They are the most elite college students in the college. I heard that not only do they not pay tuition, they even receive salary from the college every month. Their income is very high."

"Nonsense, their strength is level two or above. They are the most elite force in our black market. They are usually tutored and taught by those tutors in the inner courtyard."

"I heard that elite students are both students and the backbone of the college. I don't know if it's true." The two boys standing not far from Gallon whispered.

"It's true. It's said that among this group of students there are even masters of level three or above, who are very powerful. A comprehensive evaluation of level three masters, if paired with suitable corresponding mechas, it won't be a problem for people like us to pick out dozens of them." A girl next to me answered in the affirmative. "My sister is an elite student. She earns at least 50,000 points per month. With proper arrangements for family benefits, she can freely choose college professors for guidance, but it will cost a certain amount of money."

"It's already pretty good! We ordinary students don't even have the opportunity to contact those professors, right?" the boy from before said with envy.

"But they are also obligated. The real actual combat force of the college is actually them. Only when they actually enter the army or reach the age of thirty will they be arranged to retire, or become teachers, or go to take charge of duties in various places in the region." The girl explained in detail.

Garen moved slightly closer to these people, wanting to hear more clearly. Not only him, but also other students gathered around to listen to the girl's explanation of the situation.

"However, elite students generally will not be dispatched. It is enough to dispatch the police force for ordinary incidents. Only in special circumstances will these powerful elites above level two be dispatched. They must be dispatched when something happens outside."

"It is said that there was a riot and murder incident in Dongxing City. This incident shocked many people. I don't know if it was because of this incident." Someone in the crowd said something.

"It should be." The girl nodded, "My sister has already been dispatched. She is the first batch of elite students. This should be the third batch of people. I don't know what happened, but three teams of elite students are actually dispatched."

"Could it be that another domain is calling?"

"How is that possible? Our Black Disk Domain is also one of the strongest domains in the area. We are the only ones who can defeat other domains."

Garen did not continue listening after hearing this. He turned around and got out of the crowd, watching the elite students' flying cars take off slowly and quickly leave the entrance of the academy.

He then walked towards the place he had agreed with his uncle before.

"It's better to get the stone first. The qualifications of this body are too mediocre and there is no potential point. Perhaps the hope of improving the qualifications lies in the Cold Prison Peacock Kung Fu."

The college is located in the center of Heipan City. Except for the huge mountain wall behind it, the other three sides are bustling streets and downtown areas. The large commercial streets are bustling with shops, and the sound of horns is constantly coming from the dense traffic.

Most of the people coming and going on both sides of the sidewalk are tourists from out of town, and there are also a few residents living nearby. Occasionally, there are some students from Heipan College among them. Where these students pass by, the people around them will more or less Pay attention.

Garen blended in with the crowd, his black hair tied into a bunch at the back. After the whole person was neatly groomed, he gave people a calm and indifferent temperament. Although he was not handsome, he was still very pleasing to the eye.