The Marshal's Lady of the Actor [Interstellar]

The registration deadline for the Starlight United Mecha Trial Competition is the end of next month, and now it's just the beginning of September, so there is plenty of time.As the dormitory's IQ manager, Lance prepared all the materials within a day, and the four of them rushed to the registration point enthusiastically.

It can be seen from the name that the mecha selection competition is naturally prepared for the students of the mecha department, and the reason why the scope of registration is open to all majors in the school is probably just to open the way for the war song department.

After all, the Warsong Department was transferred from a combat academy to an arts academy decades ago. Even if the upper echelons had plans to revive Warsong, they had to do it step by step.

This is something everyone knows well, and because of this private reason, many teams who signed up are considering recruiting the necessary mecha combat department, mecha maintenance department, talisman production department, mecha manufacturing department, etc. related to combat. In addition to the professional students, there are also students from the War Song Department as candidates for teammates.

The battle song sounds like a story depicted in a novel.

Relying on the power of the talisman to stimulate the power of the talisman, relying on the power of the talisman to fight the enemy. In the war a hundred years ago, an excellent war song singer was far more sought-after than a mecha warrior, because the attack of the war song was never defeated by the hard Zerg. Due to the limitations of the outer shell, the singer rarely appeared on the most dangerous front line. After a battle, the damage of the war song singer was very small, but the number of enemies killed was comparable to that of a small group of mech fighters.

However, today's war song singers can only use music to stimulate the spiritual power of mech fighters so that they can explode beyond the usual level.

If placed in the realm of comprehension, this way of fighting is called Yin Xiu.

Xiao Wutong is quite familiar with this

Use sound as a sharp weapon to kill enemies invisible.

It belongs to the branch of Dharma Cultivation, and he also touched it a little bit back then, and taught others to practice this kind of technique.

However, Yinxiu, who has the deepest cultivation base on the Lancang Continent, is in front of him. I am afraid that his head will fall to the ground before he even utters a single sound.

The four of them walked all the way to the main building of the Mech Combat Department, which was the registration place for the trials. Even though it had been more than a week since the registration was open, there were still huge crowds of people, and students who came to register could be seen everywhere.

"There are so many people!" Chi Le looked into the distance, wishing he could jump up and look towards the end of the line, "Fortunately, we came early!"

Lance finally checked the materials in his hand, and replied, "I'm afraid it's because I didn't prepare the materials when I registered for the first time, and I signed up again."

Xiao Wutong glanced at the things in his hand, a dozen thick ones were more than ten centimeters, as if several bricks were stacked together, even though Lance's body was already considered strong for ordinary people, it was set off with a kind of Petite feeling.

He hissed secretly, and poked the system quietly: "How long do you think it will take for me to prepare these things?"

"In the next life!" The system snorted coldly, and asked again, "I just found a primeval forest yesterday, the scenery is very good, really don't you want to go?"

"No!" Xiao Wutong refused righteously, "I have been to countless virgin forests since I was a child, why do you always want me to experience nature!"

"That's not because you—"

Before the system finished speaking, Xiao Wutong willfully closed the connection with it, and turned to look at Lance.

"Okay, no problem." At this time, Lance had also turned over the last page of materials, and put the materials in Elton's arms with satisfaction, "Wait a while for Elton to prove the existence of the lower mecha, the materials That's all!"

"It's great!" Chi Le held his optical brain and couldn't stop taking pictures, "What should we do! Which army should we go to after winning? The third army is amazing! The eighth army is also good! And Ninth Army! Marshal Qi Chen is there!"

"It's too far away!" Lance watched the people who signed up in front finally come out, and dragged Chi Le who was over excited, and walked in, "Better than going to the Ninth Army, let's think about signing up first." .”

He narrowed his eyes: "After all, there is not even a warsinger among us."

Lance hit the nail on the head.

When the staff at the registration office turned over the first page of the materials, they raised a question.

"They are all students from the film and television department?" The staff member shook his head and closed the file, "Although I know you are very excited to meet this kind of once-in-a-thousand-year event, students from the film and television department casually participate in the selection competition that focuses on combat effectiveness It's easy to get hurt."

"No, no!" Xiao Wutong jumped out and proudly pulled out Elton, "Even though Elton is a student of the film and television department, he is the best mecha fighter in the whole school. Look at this The image of momentum!"

The staff probably saw too many students who had no fighting power but insisted on joining in the fun. He pushed his glasses and said calmly: "To be honest, the school originally only wanted to open registration for combat schools. Yes, later on, considering the special nature of the Warsong Department, the restrictions were deliberately released. You four, none of the other students of the Warsong Department, and none of the singers of the Warsong Department, let alone going to a competition, let me ask you first, Do you have armor?"

"Except for the mecha department, the school will not equip participating students with mechas."

Xiao Wutong blocked his mouth, with an unhappy expression on his face: "Of course we have!" He pulled out a thin piece of paper from the pile of materials as high as a hill, and handed it to the staff, "Look! This is what we have. Proof of the mech."

It was a document signed by Marshal Menggtug personally to give Feiying to Elton after the Mengtug family stripped Elton's surname, which was enough to prove that they owned a mecha.

While several people were waiting for the successful registration, the staff handed the documents back indifferently.

"That's not enough."

"Not enough?" Lance frowned. "Everything required for registration is here. As long as the materials are complete, all students can register, right? Why don't you let us register?"

"Because your information is not complete." The staff took out a piece of paper from the side, pointed to a line of words on it and said word by word, "Participating teams must have a mecha that can be used for combat."

"I see from your documents that it only proves that there is a mecha, but there are not enough talismans to drive the mecha."

Large-scale mechas use talismans as power sources. The more advanced the mecha, the higher the level of talismans required. Similar to the standard mechas that schools equip students with, perhaps five-level talismans are enough, while the nine marshals of the alliance Among them, those with deep family backgrounds use tenth-level talismans, and those with weak family backgrounds use at least nine-level talismans.

As the former genius of the Mongotug family, even if Elton's mecha is not as good as the nine marshals of the alliance, it is definitely not something that can be moved by a mere fifth-level talisman.

"I checked your mech level. You must prove that you have a sixth-level talisman before you can sign up."

Don't say it is a sixth-level talisman, as long as Xiao Wutong thinks, it is a tenth-level talisman, and even the eleventh-level talisman that is generally legendary in history can be made, but those are things that cannot be proven, even if he said it. No one will believe it.

The most powerful talisman master in the world is now blocked in front of the registration gate by a small sixth-level talisman, which is quite inexplicably ridiculous.

Xiao Wutong didn't want to laugh.

"During the competition, our mecha can definitely fight!" He clasped his hands together, pressed his fingertips against his lips, his brown pupils were as sweet as honey, soft and pitiful, and pleaded, "Let's sign up Come on, can you accommodate me?"

When a cultivator unreservedly exudes his own charm and shows off his cuteness shamelessly, even the strictest person can't resist. Look, finally looked away under the urging of work ethics.

But the voice was much softer: "No."

"I promise, we will have talismans before the competition!" Xiao Wutong frowned, looking like a coquettish and willful child, but a trace of tyranny flashed quickly in his eyes, "I'm really not lying to you!"

Why don't you just use Dementor, as long as you don't sign up...

Just sign up...

It's so annoying, why do people always come to hinder me...

It's so annoying, why don't you believe me...

The sea of ​​consciousness was surging dangerously, the emotions in Xiao Wutong's eyes were turbulent, and he was on the verge of eruption, but someone patted his shoulder.

"Indus, that's enough." Elton stepped forward silently and picked up the information, "I said, I don't care much about mechs anymore."

But people still can't learn the superb concealment ability of the thousand-year-old goblin. On his young face, the smile can hardly be lingering, and a deep loss is shrouded around him.

Ah, he's disappointed...

He is disappointed!

"I said we want to sign up, didn't uncle hear?" Xiao Wutong's face was smothered with a smile, as if a switch was suddenly broken, and violent emotions surged up in an instant. He leaned out, hooked the staff's collar, and smiled sweet.

The more you laugh, the scarier it is.

He is disappointed, can't you see!

Why don't you listen to me!

giggle~

Why don't you listen to me~

The people in the room were shocked!

The corners of Xiao Wutong's lips became more and more curved, that smile was sweet and soft, like greasy honey, even with his eyes closed, he could still smell the seductive taste: "Are you okay~" The voice was low like a devil Bewitched, "Let's sign up, shall we?"

"This... this... this..." The staff members were already trembling with fright, unable to speak.

"Indus!" Elton snapped, "What are you doing! I said I don't want to sign up!"

All the emotions on Xiao Wutong's face were swept away, he let go of the staff, and turned to look at Elton.

Ah, he's berating me.

Why, I'm obviously doing it for his own good?

I don't understand...

His brows were furrowed in grievance, in those warm and soft pupils, there was only piercing ice, and on that lovely and beautiful face, there was only biting tyranny.

Xiao Wutong looked at Elton, as if looking at an ant, without emotion.

For a moment, Elton couldn't recognize the man in front of him.

But that was only for a moment, Xiao Wutong suddenly showed a look of grievance on his face, even his eye circles were slightly red, and he said with a choked voice: "Anyway! Anyway, I just want to sign up!"

He knocked away the people blocking the door, and ran out of the room before everyone could react.

"System." The sea of ​​consciousness rolled endlessly, and from the deepest part, he opened a pair of eyes full of twisted smiles, "You said, Wutong has condescended to participate in this selection competition, why do people who don't have long eyes always think about it?" To stop Wutong."

"Giggle~" He laughed, screaming as sharply as a female ghost, "That's not allowed~"

"Wutong is not lying, how can you not believe in Wutong?"

"Indus wants to help Elton, how can Elton talk about Indus?"

"My dear system~"

The voice was lingering like a lover's whisper.

"Help Wutong think of a way, Wutong is very distressed now~"

The dense blood color soaked up from the depths, seeing that this piece of blue was about to be completely destroyed, the sound of the system machine was extremely calm.

"I've found a way, close your eyes!"

It also thought that the killing on the airship would calm down the garbage host for a while, but now it seems that it has little effect.

Also, it should have thought of it earlier.

After all, Xiao Wutong is a complete psychopath.

No one can see what is in his heart.

Fortunately, a Xiao Wutong who is tied down is easier to deal with than an unscrupulous Xiao Wutong.

The author has something to say: Xiao Wutong's letter:

good afternoon mom and dad

Indus received a gift in return!

It's from my brother

A snare drum that makes a thud-thump sound when shaken

super powerful

Ten thousand times better than those people!

really

My favorite brother!