Dwarf In The Future

Georgia lay straight on the bed with her eyes wide open. She touched under the quilt where she used to wear the storage ring. It was empty. She sensed the situation of the magic pool again. Her breathing was a little short. Finally, she touched it from under her body with shaking hands. A completely dry and cracked gray stone ornament came out, and I stared at it for a few seconds, then suddenly raised my hand and lifted the quilt to cover my head, and rolled hard on the bed a few times.

real!Not dreaming!intermediate!His magic training aptitude has actually risen to the intermediate level!The original small pond has become the current small lake!It's full of pure magic power!He's one step closer to coming home!The most important thing is that the simple storage ring that his parents gave him was actually directly connected to his magic power after his aptitude was upgraded to the intermediate level, and got into his magic power pool after blurring!

holy thing!That is actually a sacred object that can be bound to the magic pool!Parents actually left him such a big surprise!In other words, he no longer has to worry about the storage ring being discovered by others!And never lose it again!The Storage Ring will be his best kept secret!The dark space he was in in his dream was not a black hole at all, but a storage ring whose capacity had expanded countless times!

Silently excited for a while, he suddenly remembered the dry and cracked decoration, hurriedly lifted the quilt and sat up, frowned and tried to recall what happened yesterday, then froze for a moment, looked around this strange spacious room, got out of bed and faced outside run away.

In the conference room, Chu Rong clicked his light brain and said: "The mining team stays here, trying to dig out all the mutated red tin mines in the ground within a month, and cover up the traces left by the imperial warships when they were dug away. Half of the investigation team will go back with us with the warship, and the remaining half will cooperate with the mining team to check the surroundings to see if there are any traces of other imperial personnel's activities, and protect the safety of the mining team by the way."

The two persons in charge responded in unison and wrote down his order.

After confirming that there was nothing missing, Chu Rong waved his hand to announce the end of the meeting, leaving Zhuang Yu and Fan Xiangnan alone.

The door of the conference room opened and closed, Zhuang Yu looked away, took out a small pocket and a small gray stone from his pocket, pushed them in front of Chu Rong, and said, "I found this on the bed that Qiao Qiao used to lie on."

Chu Rong glanced at these two things, reached out and picked up the small bag, gestured to the gray stone, and asked, "What is this?"

"It's just an ordinary stone." Zhuang Yu felt a little funny when he said that, and stretched out his fingers to poke the small stone, "This stone also has patterns, it should be a gadget that Qiao Qiao made when he was bored, he seems to like stones very much .”

Chu Rong remembered how Georgia was obviously uncomfortable but still struggling to stay awake looking for stones everywhere, squinted his eyes, put away his small pocket, changed the subject and asked: "Did you find out when he entered the medical room? "

Hearing his question, Zhuang Yu put away his joking attitude, clicked on a video on the electronic file, and replied: "Surveillance shows that he came in shortly after you entered the medical room, and he was still holding the small Pocket. Afterwards, the monitoring will lose its effect due to the influence of your mental power, and nothing will be captured."

In other words, Georgia probably discovered that Chu Rong had lost his small pocket after the duel, and came to the medical room in order to return Chu Rong's small pocket, and then suffered this innocent disaster.

Everyone was silent for a few seconds, and Fan Xiangnan glanced at Chu Rong, who had lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking, and asked Zhuang Yu, "Have you found out the reason why the sir's mental strength has improved?"

Zhuang Yu came back to his senses, shook his head, frowned slightly, and replied: "No, the instrument didn't detect anything. The improvement this time, sir, is the same as last time. There is no sign. Now I can only confirm that the repair chamber and the repair liquid are not connected. It's not the reason the chief got better."

"Could it be affected by the special magnetic field of this planet?" Fan Xiangnan guessed.

Mineral stars will more or less have some magnetic field problems, which have negative effects on the human body in various aspects, and are not suitable for long-term living.The chief's mental strength has improved frequently since he came here. Combined with the strange energy storm reaction of this planet, he couldn't help but think about it.

"No, aside from the energy storm, the magnetic field of this planet is usually within the safe value." Compared with their cautiousness, Chu Rong, the person involved, was much calmer and calmer. After denying this conjecture, he glanced at the two attributes. Next, he said: "I leave you alone, what I want to talk about is my mental strength. I suspect that my improvement has something to do with Georgia."

"Is it related to Jojo?!"

Zhuang Yu unconsciously raised his voice, almost jumped up from his chair in shock, and stammered, "Sir, sir, what do you mean? Qiao Qiao is miserable enough, you, don't..."

Everyone in the Federation knows how important Chu Rong is to the Chu family and the Federation. If Qiao Qiao becomes his "medicine introduction", then Qiao Qiao's future...

"When I lost control of my mental power, I vaguely sensed his mental power fluctuations." Chu Rong gave her a cold look, suppressed her restlessness, and continued: "At that time, I regained a little bit of consciousness, and I noticed a smell in the corner of the medical room. The weak healing power is helping me to soothe my mental power, and the effect is good, but the power is too weak, and when I want to protect it, the power has disappeared."

When Fan Xiangnan said this, his train of thought immediately cleared up, and he said, "Joe was also lying on the hospital bed in the medical room when your mental strength improved last time, and after you woke up, he woke up too. As far as I know , Spiritual powers with special effects do exist. During the chaotic period of the Federation, there were also big families who secretly captured people with special spiritual powers for research. Perhaps Joe’s ancestors were one of them, and they lived in seclusion to avoid persecution.”

"Zergs also prefer strong and special spiritual power..." Zhuang Yu added in a daze, only feeling chills all over, paralyzed in the chair, muttering to himself: "How could this be, Joe is only 17 years old, why does he have to go through these things?" , if people know that his spiritual power is useful to you..."

"So it's not a bad thing for him to lose his mental power. The current federation is not much better than the chaotic period in history. There are also a lot of small actions on the empire side. In addition, the bugs are about to move again. Now he has no mental power. Instead, he is the most It's safe." Chu Rong spoke coldly and rationally, but his face was blackened, and his tone was murderous: "Hide Georgia's special mental power, and send him all the purification liquid that I send to me every month. There is a way to restore his mental strength, and I will be responsible for the consequences I caused."

Zhuang Yu's heart was full of love and sympathy for Georgia. Hearing this, he looked at him and said hesitantly, "Then if he recovers, will you..."

"What do you think of my Chu family?" Chu Rong interrupted her with a frown, her eyes clear and frank: "I, Chu Rong, am not mean enough to take advantage of a child."

Knowing that he judged a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain, Zhuang Yu rubbed his face and cheered up. He didn't even have the energy to complain about his own official's weird way of expressing self-blame just now. He nodded and replied: "I I will try my best to find a way to help Qiao Qiao recover her spiritual power." She can't do it and there is a master, so if you try to find a way, there will always be a way, since it is the spiritual power of the special department, maybe a miracle will happen.

Fan Xiangnan sniffed out another meaning of his, and asked, "Sir, where do you plan to place Joe after returning to the main star?"

He didn't ask the officer if he wanted to take Joe in, but asked him where he wanted to place Joe, because he knew that from the moment Georgia was destroyed because of the officer's mental power, Joe's admission was a foregone conclusion.

Zhuang Yu also cheered up after hearing the words, looked at Chu Rong expectantly, and suggested: "Why don't you take Qiao to my master? He is so smart, and it would be good to be a pharmacist in the future. Junior pharmacists can take the exam without mental strength. With his talent and love for plants, he may not be unable to achieve some achievements if he concentrates on the research of primary potions in the future."

"No, his S-level physique shouldn't be wasted in the laboratory." Chu Rong rejected her proposal with disgust and mercilessly, got up and said, "Prepare well, set sail for the flight back tomorrow afternoon, and the meeting will end!" After speaking, he strode forward They left, as if they were afraid that they would come up with some unreliable suggestions if they continued to stay.

Zhuang Yu stared at his back, slapped the table angrily, and retorted in a low voice: "What's wrong with the laboratory, Joe is so cute, is it suitable for you to hang out with a bunch of stinky men? What a waste!"

"Stinky man" Fan Xiangnan glanced at her, decided to be rude, got up and left without saying hello to her.

Seeing this, Zhuang Yu became even angrier, and almost couldn't hold back his roar. He was sullen when he stared at his eyes, but suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he picked up the electronic file and left the conference room.

Georgia was wearing a black pajamas that were obviously too big and went to the medical room, but regrettably missed it. The white-haired monster was not there, Zhuang Yu was not there, and there was no acquaintance.After finding no one, he went to the hospital bed to look again, searched around up and down, but couldn't find the small pocket, his ears moved, and he was puzzled.

Strange, at that time, in order to avoid sucking up the Philosopher's Stone in the small pocket by mistake, he put the small pocket under the pillow, but what about the things now, could it be that someone picked them up?

He searched again, but still couldn't find it, so he embarrassedly called the assistant in the medical room who was obviously very busy, and asked in a low voice.

"Small pocket? Ah, I remember. After you were taken away by the officer, Sister Zhuang cleaned up the hospital bed. If you left something here, she should have put it away." The assistant replied, seeing that his face was rosy and his breath Steady, with a smile on his face, he asked with concern: "Do you feel better, is there any discomfort, do you need brother to give you another check?"

Georgia was so frightened that her ears tensed up, she quickly shook her head to express that she didn't need it, thanked her again, turned and left the medical room, feeling flustered—how everyone around Sister Zhuang Yu likes to check him up, it's too, too scary.

Afterwards, he went to the training room again, but he still didn't see the white-haired monster and his group, not even Tan Shengwei, the only one he was familiar with.

He frowned, and after leaving the training room, he glanced at the area where the conference room he had been to last time was located. He hesitated for a while, but he still didn't run around, and walked towards his room in frustration——I don't know what the white-haired monster is doing now. That's it, and the ornament that he accidentally absorbed, it looks very expensive at first glance, I don't know if the white-haired monster will allow him to "borrow" it for a period of time, and then return him the same one when he has money ...and what happened yesterday, how can I explain it so that it doesn't look suspicious...

Just as he was distracted, a familiar old voice suddenly sounded in front of him.

"Why aren't you in the room, why are you running around in the early morning!"

He was taken aback, stopped and looked up, his eyes lit up, he greeted him excitedly, and said happily: "Grandpa Ren! Did you come here specially to find me? Have you had breakfast? Do you want to eat with me— —”

Old man Ren felt uncomfortable when he said "specially", interrupted him with a straight face, took out a nutritional supplement and threw it over, saying, "Come with me."

He caught the nutrient, swallowed the rest of the words, followed up with a good temper, and asked: "Grandpa Ren, are you stuck with a part again? It's not a solution anyway. I won't be here later, you—" —”

What he said, could it be that Ren Moze couldn't find someone to move the parts without this brat?

"Shut up!" He stared back at Georgia in embarrassment, seeing him staring over like a frightened quail, choked up, and added dryly: "Shouting, disturbing the people."

"So that's the case." Georgia breathed a sigh of relief, leaned in front of him without any grudges, and said in a low voice, "I thought you didn't like me, Grandpa Ren, so let me lower my voice. Do you think it's okay?"

Old man Ren: "..." Who ever liked you!Who likes it!

"Grandpa Ren?" Georgia wondered.

"...that's pretty good." Old man Ren replied aggrievedly, speeding up his progress, his face even more serious.

Georgia didn't notice it, and speeded up accordingly. The good mood full of magical aptitude improvement had nowhere to vent, and she went from a silent baby to a chatterbox, talking non-stop excitedly: "Grandpa Ren, I got a mecha!" Model, would you like to see it? It's beautiful, if only I could make such a beautiful mech."

Old man Ren's heart was moved when he heard the words, and he looked back at him, his eyes were gentler.

The two came to the small room where the parts were placed again. Georgia familiarly helped the old man move the parts to the instrument, then sat in the corner and took out the small mecha.

"Come here, help me." The old man stood in front of the instrument, his face full of dissatisfaction with his ignorance.

Georgia was taken aback, seeing his impatient eyes, hurriedly put away the mecha and walked over, obediently stood beside him, eyes glued to the parts.

"This part is the connecting shaft of the weapon slot." The old man didn't care whether he could understand or not, and when he stood up, he directly turned on the recorder, released the perspective view of the part, and pointed out a few points for him. He looked at it and said: "I have modified this connecting shaft three times. The first version was a failure and was discarded. The last time you came here to see the second version, this is the third version. You have touched the first two. version, now try to see how this version differs from the last two versions."

Georgia glanced at the perspective view, and then at the parts in front of her that seemed to be no different from the previous two times. She tried her best to recall the appearance of the parts she saw the first two times, frowned, and went around the parts again, and finally got together Before the perspective view, I zoomed in on it, and said hesitantly: "It seems... it's getting bigger and bigger..."

Totally unprofessional answer.

The old man Ren was noncommittal, called up two perspective drawings, and asked, "What else?"

The three perspective views show the internal structure of the parts very intuitively. Although the differences between the three are subtle, they can be seen if you look closely.Georgia compared and observed, and gradually saw the doorway, and then the more I looked, the more familiar the connection method of a certain part of the third version was, so I couldn't help but move closer, and compared the parts to look at the familiar place again and again, His eyes widened: "This..."

Seeing that he had finally grasped the key point, the old man Ren nodded in satisfaction, turned off the perspective view, took out several small robot dolls from the space button, and placed them in front of him, picked up one of them, and said, "This is what you gave to a small team." The member’s doll was modified from a broken household robot, you kept most of its main body, changed its shape by smelting, and then added mechanical movable joints, without a dynamic sound system.”

Georgia looked over, her eyes widened, and she was speechless at the familiar doll—how could the doll he gave to Captain Tan be in the hands of Grandpa Ren?And it seems to have been thoroughly researched.

"This is a gadget you gave to Fan, it's completely self-made, and the mechanical structure inside is very exquisite, and it doesn't belong to any existing school of mechanical design." Old man Ren picked up a metal pendant to play with, then put it down, and took The electronic pen placed in the third place: "This is the object that you have changed the least, but it is also the most subtle one. It is different from the rigid mode of the traditional electronic pen. You have added some fun to it, but this is the A little joking change, you use a special part transfer method that has never been seen before."

Georgia already understood what he was going to say, and couldn't help but move her gaze to the parts in front of her.

"I used your transfer method in the modification of the third version of the parts. Facts have proved that my choice is not wrong. You are very spiritual and much better than me." Old man Ren also looked at the part, His gaze was a little far away: "Eight years ago, a well-known rack design master refuted the idea of ​​a purely manual mech put forward by an excellent mecha warrior, and denounced him as a lunatic trying to destroy the existing order. It is useless to ridicule him alone, and it is delusional to drag the entire human race into the water."

Georgia moved her ears and looked sideways at him, faintly aware of the identity of the "excellent mech warrior" he was talking about.

"Later he found me who was secretly researching purely manual mechs, and invested heavily." The old man touched the parts in front of him, his eyes became firm: "Seven years ago, I abandoned all traditional The fusion of power is the standard mecha manufacturing material, and a batch of materials that are completely incompatible with spiritual power was used to manufacture the first purely manual driving mecha; six years ago, the Mecha warriors drove the mecha I designed, and stepped on the number one in the empire at that time."

Georgia pictured in her mind the appearance of the white-haired monster driving a mech overlooking all living beings, its eyes shining.

"But both the mecha warrior and I know that that attempt was a failure. In that battle, he used his mental power to berserk and used his mental power at the last moment to make a winning lore." The old man Ren lowered his voice, looked sideways at Georgia, and his expression became serious: "Georgia, I have been trying all these years, but I have only developed a semi-finished mecha with manual driving and mental power driving, a purely manual driving mecha. , It’s still a god’s domain where no one can touch the door. My thinking has been limited, but you haven’t. You grew up in a completely free environment and received a completely different education from the public. Your thinking is free. "

Georgia looked at him, and in a trance, he felt as if he saw the grandfather of the patriarch who told him that he could become an excellent dwarf warrior without magic power. Children who are outside the secular world, become their guiding lights.

The two stared at each other silently for a long time. Just when Georgia couldn't help opening his mouth to say something, old man Ren withdrew his gaze, put away all the dolls, and threw him an electronic book. His voice returned to his original indifference, and said : "Help me record the data, no mistakes are allowed."

Georgia was taken aback, dazed—wasn't she still reminiscing about the past and looking forward to the future just now, with the atmosphere of choosing a young hero? What's the situation now?

"Hardness: Worry; performance benefits - what are you doing in a daze, remember!" The old man changed his previous words and said less indifferently, and slapped the parts at the slightest disagreement, showing his bad temper.

"Ah? Oh oh." Georgia came back to her senses, quickly picked up the electronic pen to record, her mind was full of question marks - so what did Grandpa Ren just say that Datong was for?Too lonely to find someone to tell the story of the year?

The data that needs to be tested for semi-finished parts is very cumbersome. The two of them are busy all morning, and there is no time to talk about what they have.

It was the first time for Georgia to really come into contact with things related to mecha production. I just felt that a whole new door was opened in front of me. The busier I was, the more excited I became. In the end, I was even more active and excited than the leader Ren, and he maintained a strong thirst for knowledge throughout the process. , crazily absorbing everything he could understand.

After writing down the last number in the electronic notebook, Georgia gently touched the various data on it, handed the notebook back to old man Ren, looked at him expectantly, moved his ears, and waited for his evaluation.

Old man Ren didn't even look at the contents of the electronic book, but instead stretched out his hand to him: "Where's the little mech you made, show it to me."

Georgia was taken aback, and hurriedly pretended to touch the space button in his pocket, but actually took out the small mecha from the storage ring bound to the magic pool between the eyebrows, put it lightly in his hand, and said embarrassingly: "I will I changed the weapon slot again, but it was always bad, I still know too little about weapons.”

Old man Ren glanced at him, held the mecha in front of his eyes, took out a pen from his pocket, drew a few strokes on the mecha's weapon slot and shoulder joints, and handed it back to him: "According to this size Change, in addition, what do you want to rely on for food in the future, go back and think about it." After speaking, he rang the intercom, called an assistant, and waved away the guests.

Before he could ask anything, he was "sent" out by the assistant. Georgia glanced at the closed metal door, took out the small mecha from the storage ring, and remembered what the old man said, feeling a little lost.

What do you want to rely on for food?

He touched a few lines on the body of the little mecha, his eyes showed confusion.

Before coming here, his dream was to be an excellent dwarf warrior, to dig a lot of mines for his tribe, to make many tools and weapons, to contribute to the protection of his tribe, so that his parents would no longer worry about him. proud of.Dwarves are very hardworking when it comes to eating. There is food everywhere in the forest, and dwarves are never short of food.

But here, the family is gone, the tribe is gone, and the parents can't see it. It seems that the dream before can be regarded as gone...

"Why are you standing in the middle of the road in a daze?"

The back collar was suddenly picked up, he came back to his senses, and was hit in the face by the nutrient.

"Eat, let's go out after eating, and just stay there after waking up, running around and rubbing oil all over." Chu Rong, who had been looking for him for a while, frowned and shook him, turning his eyes around his face, After confirming that his breath is stable and normal, he loosened his brows, put him down, and pinched his ears—it's really not strong, this body training probably will suffer a bit, it's so much strength in vain.

Georgia has gotten used to his bad attitude, and was thinking about what happened last night. At this moment, she finally saw someone, and hurriedly went over to "destroy" him, and explained stammeringly: "Yesterday I went to look for you, and then accidentally I fell asleep in the medical room, and later, um, later... I fell asleep and did some strange things. You, you... that is, can you lend me the ornament you hugged me yesterday, and I will I'll give you another style, I'm sure it looks better than this one! Really!" After speaking, she looked at him nervously, and unconsciously grabbed the hem of the pajamas.

After he passed out last night, his consciousness was fuzzy, all he knew was that the white-haired monster lifted his quilt, carried him away for a while, and then stuffed him with something.Today he woke up in a strange room with a sucked up Philosopher's Stone beside him. He guessed that the white-haired monster was so entangled by him that he took him back to the room, and he snatched the Philosopher's Stone.

He has done a lot of embarrassing things, and now he just hopes that the other party doesn't notice the strange situation that the Philosopher's Stone in his arms has been sucked dry.

Chu Rong paused when he heard the words, lowered his eyes and looked at him for a few seconds, couldn't help rubbing his hair vigorously, picked him up again, and said: "Don't run around in the future, I'm afraid you will die of stupidity."

"I didn't run around, I went to help..." Georgia was obediently carried by him, and she didn't understand what his reaction meant, so she retorted in a low voice.

Still talking back?

Chu Rong glanced at him indifferently, shook him again, and walked towards the position where he exited the hatch, and said generously: "I will give you a decoration." Isn't it just a more expensive stone, the Chu family has a lot of it.

Georgia's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she couldn't help but grab his clothes affectionately—the white-haired monster is indeed a good person!

Putting his heart down, he finally noticed that the direction of the two of them seemed to be in the wrong direction, tightened the nutrition in his hand, and asked suspiciously: "You want to take me out? Where are you going?" Could it be that he felt that he was messing around with ornaments? Too capricious, should I throw him out?

Thinking of this, his ears couldn't help straining, his body froze, and he began to panic again.

Chu Rong looked at the nervousness and cowardice written on his face, couldn't help pinching his ears, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, then quickly pressed down, and said with a tigery face on purpose: "Tomorrow we will set off for the main star, and we will meet at Stay on the road for a few days, and today I will take you out to bask in the sun, lest you get moldy from nesting in the room every day."

Basking in the sun?

Georgia's strained ears quickly relaxed, and she trembled excitedly, her eyes showed anticipation—although the ship was pretty good, but dwarves are nature-loving races, and he missed the feeling of being surrounded by nature.

So again, the white-haired monster is really a considerate and good person!

The two came to the exit hatch where they had gone to the red tin mine last time when they took the mecha to the red tin mine. Chu Rong took off a mecha-style space button from his neck and waved it towards the open space. A tall and thick pure black with gold patterns The mecha appeared in the open space.

Georgia looked up and unconsciously held her breath.

What a domineering armor!

It is different from all the mechas I have seen before. The mecha in front of me is different from the previous mechas in appearance. It stands there, like a man lying down with his eyes closed after drinking blood. Although the giant beast has restrained all its aggressiveness, its blood and aggression cannot be ignored.

The full magic power sensed the breath of the strong man, and rushed over eagerly, and then a very sharp mind blocked the magic power back, as if to devour and bite the magic power he rushed over.He was startled, and hurriedly withdrew his magic power, his eyes fell on the dark golden lines on the mecha's body, and his eyes became more curious.

This pattern seems to be more than just decoration, it feels like a material extracted from some kind of beast.

"Don't be in a daze."

The familiar breath leaned over, and then his waist tightened, and his body flew into the air. The next second, he was already standing in the cockpit of the mech.

Different from the black mecha that Fan Xiangnan was driving, the cockpit of this mecha was even smaller. Although there was also a co-pilot, it was on the side and rear of the main driver's seat. .

Chu Rong found a protective cover for him to put on, looked suspiciously at the mecha space button necklace in his hand, and quickly ignored it, stretched out his arms and pressed him on the passenger seat, and buckled him The seat belt, patted the top of his protective cover, and said: "Don't move around, watch my movements carefully." After speaking, he walked to the main driver's seat and sat down, put on the protective cover, and turned on the mecha.

Georgia took a guilty look at the space button necklace he placed on the operating table, glanced at the two small earth-type magic stones at the joint of the necklace that had completely lost its luster, and silently added another debt to her in her heart.

There was a slight start-up sound, the indicator lights in the cockpit lit up sequentially, and a ring-shaped translucent screen that almost surrounded the entire cockpit was projected in the air, directly showing the surrounding scenery of the mecha.

Georgia was immediately distracted, and couldn't help but let out a low voice—it was so clear, it was as if they were standing in the surrounding scenery instead of the mecha. With so many screens, it was almost like Fan Xiangnan's mecha several times!

"Don't get distracted."

Chu Rong's cold voice came from in front of him, he withdrew his gaze, and looked over in response to his prestige.

The slender and strong hand placed on the operation panel with complicated buttons. Georgia noticed that the operation panel of this mecha was completely different from the one operated by Fan Xiangnan. There were more buttons and some strange lever-like objects. device.

"let's go."

The slender fingers clicked a certain button, and the mecha rose into the air, and rushed towards the outside of the warship at an unprecedented speed. At the same time, Chu Rong's cold voice sounded in the cockpit.

"In the past, mechas were considered to be able to be piloted only by people with B-level mental power, but that was actually wrong. As long as you work hard, even people without mental power can become excellent mecha fighters."

Georgia looked at his hands that were beating quickly on the operating device, recalling what old man Ren said, and vaguely understood his purpose of bringing himself out this time by personally posing in the mecha.

"Compared with manual driving, the only advantage of mental power driving is that mental power can be synchronized with the mecha, and it can perceive the surrounding environment at the fastest speed, and respond at the fastest speed when fighting. But when your eyesight and hand speed When it reaches a certain level, the advantage of mental driving can be infinitely shortened by efficient manual driving, and when the two are completely equal, combat experience and combat awareness are the key to determining whether you can win."

Chu Rong had a lot of words, Georgia listened carefully, and glanced at the ring-shaped screen that clearly reflected the surrounding environment, feeling a surge of emotion—Mecha is a weapon belonging to the strong, whether it is mentally strong or physically strong.

"Georgia, you have to remember that the third-level disability is just a shackle put on you by others. In fact, it is nothing. You can become strong without mental power."

Since the birth of mechas, mental power has always been the only criterion for determining whether a human being can drive it. In the past, there were even cases where a waste of physical strength became a mecha warrior with excellent mental power. When things were reversed, someone If you have physical strength but no mental strength, you will be directly classified as a third-level disability, not to mention driving a mecha, and even your daily life will be affected.

In this era where even newborn babies have spiritual power, the effect of spiritual power has penetrated into almost every aspect of life.It takes mental power to enter the star network, to use teaching software at school, to operate various instruments at work, and even to apply for an ID card, you need to leave a mark of mental power for identification.It can be said that a person without spiritual strength can hardly move an inch in this era.

When the first person proposed the concept of a purely manual mech, everyone laughed at him mercilessly, saying that he was whimsical and tried to change the world.But when someone reached the top by purely manual driving and stepped on the mecha that everyone thought was a spiritual genius, everyone fell silent and went crazy.

It turned out to be really possible!Pure manual driving is not a joke!Pure physical aptitude is no longer a representative of a barbarian, but another possibility of a hero!

It's a pity that this kind of madness only existed for a few days, because people found that pure manual driving requires too much physical strength, and most people can't meet that requirement. The demands on the keen senses also scare off a large number of people.

"That's their waste, they don't want to make progress!"

The mecha stopped at some point, Chu Rong took off the protective cover, walked up to Georgia and looked down at him, put his hand on the top of his protective cover, and said in a deep voice: "Practice if you are not qualified enough, dynamic vision is too poor Just look at it, go to actual combat if your senses are dull, and slowly improve, physical strength is the easiest qualification to improve, as long as you put in the sweat, you will be rewarded."

Georgia looked up at his proud and confident appearance, and felt that he seemed to be shining.

"So Georgia." Chu Rong helped him take off the protective cover, bent down to look at him, and pressed his fingers on his forehead: "You have the qualifications to become a strong man, and when you enter society in the future, you can directly apply for that ridiculous third-level disability appraisal." ignore."

His eyes are very serious, full of trust in him, as if he has used his strength to tear up the definition given to him by the world, climbed to the top and became a real strong man.

Georgia thought of herself running freely in the forest in the past. Taking a look at this fascinating cockpit, the magic power was boiling in the magic pool, her emotions were completely mobilized, and her face slowly turned red with excitement.

"Georgia." Chu Rong moved his hand down, landed on his shoulder, squeezed it lightly, and said, "I can give you everything you need to become stronger, so are you willing to follow me? As long as you work hard, there will always be One day, your name will be engraved on the list of outstanding mecha fighters of the Federation, and you will have a place in the military department."

Georgia looked into his deep eyes, bewitched by the passionate future he promised, and almost agreed to his invitation, but he suddenly remembered what old man Ren asked him, and remembered his own origin like a time bomb, Thinking of the military status needed to stay by his side and all the inconveniences this status represented, the joy of searching for ore and refining tools and weapons with the clansmen in the past, the surprise when I first saw the mecha, and the memory of his storage environment. The little mech lying in the bed was silent for a few seconds, raised his eyes, met his gaze, shook his head firmly, and said seriously: "No, I don't want to."

Compared with fighting, he really prefers the feeling of various machines slowly taking shape in his hands, and he still has a lot of things to do, so he is destined to be unable to concentrate on responding to the expectations of the white-haired monster, which is unfair.

The determination on Chu Rong's face froze, she looked at him deeply for a few seconds, then as if she heard something incredible, she grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up, shook him vigorously, her bad temper resurfaced, and asked fiercely. Said: "Damn bald chicken, what did you answer just now? You actually said you don't want to?"