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Before Mo Ningyuan could speak, He Yunan laughed out loud.

Mo Ningyuan: "..."

He asked He Yunan with his eyes, "What are you laughing at?"

He Yunan gave him a schadenfreude look, seeing that Xierlin was still looking at him, he cleared his cough and said seriously: "Sorry, I just sneezed."

Mo Ningyuan: "..."

Hillin: "..."

Liar!Sneezing is like this? ?

Mo Ningyuan looked at He Yunan and snorted coldly in her heart, He Yunan was so flustered recently that she dared to watch him joke.

How courageous.

Mo Ningyuan licked her back molars, feeling quite fresh.

In the last life, he was the object of competition, and no one had the guts to challenge him in front of him. In this life, there are many people who tripped him overtly and covertly, but they came here for men, Xierlin Still the first one.

He can't be too fussy with Xierlin, after all, he is an elder, so he should be more lenient... lenient ass!

Why should he be more lenient to Xierlin!

Mo Ningyuan raised her eyebrows and made a puzzled expression, "You... are you?"

Hillin: "..."

He had been thinking about it for so long, but the other party didn't remember him at all, Xierlin was almost out of breath.

He gradually couldn't maintain a kind expression, "We met at the dinner party, and we chatted a little bit that day."

Mo Ningyuan narrowed his eyes and looked at Xierlin, as if he was trying hard to make a meeting, then he nodded and said under Xierlin's hopeful gaze, "Sorry, I really don't remember."

Xierlin was so angry that his mouth was crooked, he was absolutely sure that Mo Ningyuan did it on purpose, but he only realized now that in front of He Yunan, he was played by Mo Ningyuan like a monkey for a long time.

However, He Yunan was still at the side, he couldn't get angry in order to maintain his image, even though he was very angry, he still wanted to swallow his anger, Xierlin felt that he was about to explode like a balloon.

He took a deep breath and tried to maintain a calm tone, but his expression gradually turned ferocious, "It's okay, I might... look too ordinary, Mo Ningyuan, it's normal that you can't remember me."

Mo Ningyuan smiled, and said gratefully: "Xirin, you are really understanding. In fact, you are not very ordinary, and you are much more conspicuous than the uncle at the gate."

Hillin: "..."

The corners of his mouth twitched, he couldn't take it anymore, he turned around and walked almost with his hands and feet.

He Yunan held back in pain, and when he saw Xierlin walking away, he laughed out loud, so much that he bent his back.

The corner of Mo Ningyuan's mouth twitched: "You don't want your image anymore?"

He Yunan: "Hahahahahahaha."

Mo Ningyuan shrugged, since He Yunan himself didn't want an image, he didn't bother about it.

He Yunan could hardly stop laughing, his stomach ached from laughing, he wailed and laughed while covering his stomach.

"..." Mo Ningyuan said speechlessly, "Is it that funny?"

It was He Yunan's laughter that responded to him.

Mo Ningyuan frowned and kicked He Yunan, and said, "It's almost enough, it's not over yet."

He Yunan said: "I can laugh about this for a year."

The corner of Mo Ningyuan's mouth twitched, and said, "He Yunan, are you sick from boredom?"

He Yunan clutched his stomach and leaned against the wall, laughing a little weakly, and said, "I'm almost too busy."

He Yunan turned to look at Mo Ningyuan, and said, "When will you help me?"

"Help you for what?" Mo Ningyuan said.

"Don't play dumb for me. It's been a long time since no one among the mecha designers has reached your level. The Federation's actions have become more and more serious recently. We must prepare for war. You know very well that mechas are on the battlefield. Given how huge the energy is, if the empire has two mechas of the heavy level, the balance of war will undoubtedly tilt towards us."

Mo Ningyuan smiled: "Wait, I will send you a mecha in a few days."

He Yunan was stunned, turned his head and looked at Mo Ningyuan in disbelief, and said, "Have you designed one already?"

"It's not at the level of Chongming, but it's still quite powerful. The most important thing is that it can be mass-produced."

"...Mass production?" He Yunan murmured, "It can be mass produced..."

Although Chongming is powerful, it cannot be replicated, and the requirements for the driver's mental strength are also extremely strict. Such weapons can create miracles, but they cannot maintain miracles. But if there is a high-quality mech army, miracles will always belong to the empire .

Mo Ningyuan smiled: "It can be copied, but you need your mecha master to come and teach me."

"No problem!" He Yunan agreed immediately, and said, "Let them study for a few days!"

"It's only three days, I don't even bother to teach after a long time." Mo Ningyuan stretched.

He Yunan bumped Mo Ningyuan's shoulder and said: "You can, I made such a big news quietly, I misunderstood you, I always thought you were hiding in the villa these days and kissing me with Yan Xiao I, I didn't expect you to remember the business."

Mo Ningyuan coughed a few times and rubbed her nose in embarrassment. Most of the work was already done by him. He just did some finishing work these days. To be honest, he was tired of spending time with He Yanxiao every day. It is indeed quite long.

Mo Ningyuan embarrassedly looked at her friend with bright eyes, and He Yunan said at this moment: "You are worthy of being the light of the empire. To be honest, I thought you were foolish at first. Now it seems that I was wrong for not getting this title, you just seem unreliable on the surface, but in fact you are quite a person who can distinguish priorities, this is my mistake, I apologize to you."

Mo Ningyuan: "..."

Under He Yunan's admiring gaze, Mo Ningyuan felt that the hairs on his back were about to stand on end, he looked around, and found a reason to slip away.

"I think the game is about to start, so I'll go get ready first." Mo Ningyuan met He Yunan's gaze and walked faster and faster.

*******

The first assessment is the mental power test. Several mechas on the high platform have their own mental thresholds. If the mental power does not meet the standard recognized by the mechas, they cannot operate the mechas.

The mechas they can wake up will be their mechas for the next round of competition.

Mo Ningyuan squinted her eyes and scanned the available mechs, her eyes finally stopped on a mecha covered in pitch black.

The attack and defense power of this mech is first-class, but because it is too clumsy and requires too much mental strength of the driver, it has not been mass-produced, and Mo Ningyuan quickly developed a replacement for this mech. Mecha type, this mecha was naturally eliminated.

Xielin walked up to Mo Ningyuan and said provocatively, "Which one do you want to pick?"

Mo Ningyuan didn't answer, but asked instead: "What about you?"

Xierlin smiled disdainfully: "The penultimate one."

The order of the mechas is from low to high, and the penultimate one is the one with the second highest mental power requirement.

Mo Ningyuan smiled and said: "It seems that our goals are not the same."

Xierlin raised his eyebrows and asked, "Which one do you want?"

Mo Ningyuan said casually: "Just the last one."

Hillin: "..."