Interstellar First Mecha Division

"How many?" Marshall got off the rack with a pale face.

"There are only seventeen." Before Zuo Si could say anything, Qin Yingda beside him spoke in a dissatisfied tone.

Marshall: "..."

Only seventeen!

You must know that each mech should try to drive for at least 5 minutes. If it feels good, you should record it and try it for another 10 minutes later.

This time, their school provided a total of 99 types of F-level mechas, and nine types of D-level mechas.

Even if it is a non-stop attempt, it will take a full nine hours.

It was already nine o'clock when they came to the club, and they had to go to school to submit their plans at nine o'clock tomorrow.

"Do you feel anything?" Joshua rested his cheeks and began to yawn.

In order to prevent everyone from being addicted to the online world, their physical functions in the star network are synchronized with the real world. At this moment, Joshua is too sleepy to keep his eyes open.

"How does this feel?" Marshall was extremely depressed.

"Aren't there only seventeen kinds? There are still so many to come. You will always feel it." Zuo Si didn't know what he was doing from the beginning, he raised his head to comfort Marshall.

Marshall sighed, and got on the mech anyway.

Zuo Si looked at the data fed back by Marshall, and sure enough, even if it was the last one in Capital University, it was much better than the club.

In the past two years, he has gotten used to seeing the club's stats that he can't look at directly, and looking at Marshall's, he actually feels pretty good.

Zuo Si turned on two light screens, one for Marshall's data, and the other for the 99 types of mechs.

Because there are a lot of F-level mechas, and they are all named by the creators themselves. Many of them are the works of powerful mecha masters who are just fledgling, so there are all kinds of fancy names.

"Marshall, let's take a break and try the 'Overlord Flower' in a while." Just when Marshall thought Zuo Si had fallen asleep with his eyes open, Zuo Si finally spoke.

Marshall didn't realize it for a while when he heard the Overlord Flower, and then he remembered that the Overlord Flower was the name of an F-class mech, but it wasn't a commonly used mecha, so he naturally didn't know.

"Oh." Marshall moved closer to Zuo Si, looking at the light screen in front of him.

"Did you see anything?" Marshall swallowed, with a little expectation in his heart.

No matter what, they are all students of the Mecha Department of Capital University. Although they are the last in the class, they are also one of the top students in ten thousand when they are released.

Originally, Marshall didn't have any hope, but after Zuo Si said a lot just now, he also had a little different expectation.

Could it be, could it be that Zuo Si gave him such a slap in the face, and he advanced by leaps and bounds, trampling all his classmates underfoot?

"You're a bit lacking in basic skills." Zuo Si grouped into a small ball and answered solemnly.

Marshall: "..."

Goodbye to you.

"you……"

Marshall swallowed again.

"Your flexibility is not very good either." Zuo Si showed him his physical data.

Marshall resisted the urge to swear.

"However, the strength is not bad." Zuo Si continued to point and point.

Marshall swallowed all the swear words.

He couldn't help but take a second look at Zuo Si. It wasn't that their mecha department didn't meet with the mecha engineering department before, but in his impression he only labeled Zuo Si with good grades, and nothing else.

Zuo Si really lived like a transparent nerd, as if he spent every day in the library and in the laboratory. In fact, he was indeed like this.

The biggest shock was probably that he was going to marry Tang Xiu.

Kind of early marriage.This was Marshall's strongest impression of him later.

Doesn't it seem like that now?

But no matter what, Zuo Si praised him, and Marshall decided to hold on to his pleasant face for a while longer.

"The question is, don't all the powerful mech pilots pay attention to flexibility?" Marshall is not an idiot, and the teachers at the school have also given him a lot of guidance. He still knows what Zuo Si said.

"Why don't I remember?" Zuo Si thought about it seriously.

"Look, aren't Cheng Jinglun, Quentin Kelson, and Terry Sheridan all of them?" Marshall reported the names of the mech pilots he admired.

Zuo Si didn't speak, he just looked at Marshall fixedly.

"Did I say something wrong?" Marshall felt terrified at the sight.

"No, I'm just a little surprised that your goal is so ambitious. They are all pilots of S-class mechs." Zuo Si said truthfully.

Marshall gasped. If he wasn't sure before, he was sure now.

Zuo Si is just a gentle and harmless guy on the surface, look at his real face, that's how he is now!

"In your current situation, you should first lower your horizons and see what those powerful pilots are like. When you reach that level, you can study on your own whether you can upgrade to S-level." Zuo Si said before Marshall left. , finished all the words.

Marshall paused for a second: "So you think I still have a lot of potential." Maybe he was too embarrassed to say it outright, but what he meant was that he could be an S-level pilot.

Zuo Si looked at Marshall quietly, his mouth opened a little.

"Okay, I'll continue to try. You mean the Overlord Flower, right? Qin Yingda, help me change the Overlord Flower." Marshall stood up immediately before Zuo Si could speak.

He has already seen the message conveyed by Zuo Si's eyes.

Zuo Si: I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense.

Or let the memory stay in the most beautiful moment.

After Marshall got on Bawanghua, he didn't know whether Zuo Si was really good at picking the ones that suited him, or because of his psychology, he really felt that it suited a lot, even Qin Yingda exclaimed.

"You and Overlord Flower match 90.00% five!"

Students like them from the Mecha Department of Capital University generally have a matching degree of more than [-] with F-level mechas. As for going further, there are too many influencing factors, even the current mood may cause the matching degree. fluctuation.

So they generally don't care much about their matching degree with an F-rank mecha, but 95 is still an exciting matching degree.

"Really?" Joshua stood up and leaned over to look at the data.

"Calm down, your matching degree has dropped by one level again." Joshua yelled as soon as he looked at the data, probably because Marshall was too excited, and his poor matching level dropped by one level.

Marshall quickly calmed down, he already had a premonition that he might really be able to counterattack a bad student this time in the campus mecha competition.

Then you can see the surprised expressions of the students.

Marshall was delighted.