The Prodigal Son Reborn

At the end of Xia, he focused on the concentration and perception of mental power, and did not pay attention to the external situation.

At this moment, the audience is going to have a blast!

"What the hell are you doing?! Do you want to compete?! If you don't want to compete, just admit defeat. Why waste our time?!"

"That's right! We paid to watch the game! It's not to watch you in a daze!"

"..."

The host was choked into cold sweat by the audience, and he hurriedly smoothed things over with a smile, "Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient! The competition is definitely worth watching! Na na na, Ivan's mech has been completed!"

Sure enough, everyone's attention was temporarily shifted to Aiwen's mecha.

The host finally breathed a sigh of relief, and when he passed by Xia Mo, he gave him a bitter look, then ran to Aiwen with a smile on his face, and boasted to the laser cannon, "Aiwen is worthy of being the annual champion , It is an excellent top-grade mecha that is far beyond ordinary people! With this mighty and vigorous shape, this smooth and delicate touch, you can conclude that it must be an intermediate-level mecha without inspection!"

Aiwen's face was a little pale. He was not particularly satisfied with this work. Facing the host's deliberate flattery, he just waved his hand indifferently, "Send it for testing."

"Okay!" The host enthusiastically greeted the staff outside the ring to test the mecha, and took advantage of the time when the results had not yet been announced, he praised Ai Wen from beginning to end.

Ai Wen stood aside as if he didn't care, but from the corner of his eye, he unconsciously looked at the semi-disabled BeTa who had been in meditation like an old monk since the beginning of the game.This young man gave him a strange feeling. He always felt that if this person really didn't have two brushes, he wouldn't be so calm and composed.But thinking about it again, he was a senior mecha maker before he came here, and no matter how hard a junior mecha maker could beat him.

Thinking of this, he felt relieved, and sat on the chair brought by the field manager, drank tea slowly and waited for the result.

After 5 minutes, the test result came out.

"Level [-] mecha! Level [-] mecha! Ai Wen deserves to be the champion of the previous year. He didn't make a move for three months. Once he made a shot, he was a level [-] mech! According to the usual practice, mechas of intermediate level and above can be released after the competition. Conduct a free auction, the highest bidder wins!"

As he said that, the host glanced at Xia Mo from the corner of his eye, seeing that his eyes were still closed, he couldn't help being terribly entangled: Emma!If you really don't want to participate in the competition, then take advantage of this gap and hurry up!If you can save it, the audience will hold on to you again, idiot!

Right now, the host can't stand in the cold. The host thought about it, and suddenly shouted in a shrill voice: "As the saying goes, strike while the iron is hot! Is there anyone here who is willing to bid?!"

Due to the strict government control, mechas without the number of the mecha maker cannot be circulated in the market, and a black market has emerged!In the homeless paradise, as long as there is no prosecutor involved, all mechs can trade freely.

Here I have to popularize a common sense, if a junior mecha is a cabbage, and a mid-level mecha is a hundred-year-old ginseng, then it is a good thing that you can’t buy even if you want to!Ever since, facing a level [-] mech, the audience couldn't hold back immediately!Raise your voice and bid now!

"One hundred thousand Lahu coins!"

"15 Lahu coins!"

"30 Lahu coins!"

"..."

The price soared higher and higher, and soon exceeded one million.

"150 million!"

"180 million!"

"400 million! 400 million Lahu coins!"

In front of 24K pure local tyrants, ordinary people can only sigh.For a level 400 mech, [-] million Lahu coins is considered a relatively high price. When Aiwen saw the man who raised his hand high, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The host immediately grabbed the microphone and screamed: "400 million Lahu coins! Someone offered 400 million Lahu coins! Are there any competitors?!"

Everyone fell silent.

"400 million once!"

"400 million times!"

"Four million three times!"

"make a deal!"

The local tyrant transferred 400 million to Aiwen very readily and proudly.

Aiwen earns a lot of money, and counts the 4 circles behind the "0" with great interest.

The local tycoon stood beside the laser cannon nervously, took a close photo with it, and then sent the photo to Moments, which made everyone envious and jealous, and became popular in just a few minutes.

When the heat brought by the fourth-level mecha subsided, the audience's eyes once again focused on Xia Mo.

The host broke out in a cold sweat again, Nima, this guy named Lan Xia is either half-disabled or brain-dead!I didn't slip away from such a good opportunity just now, but now, I can't slip away even if I want to!

He looked at the basket full of parts, and began to struggle to organize his words, "Uh, well, there are only 10 minutes until the end of the game, and player Lan Xia probably won't be able to make the mecha anymore!"

The audience sighed and mocked for a while.

"Now, I declare that this competition..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a voice from the crowd, "Ah! He succeeded?!"

success?

Are you kidding me?

The host turned his head slowly, and saw a black-golden shield standing in the basket full of parts just a second ago? !

I rely on!

What about magic? !

The host blinked vigorously, the shield is still a shield!Neither turned into parts nor anything else!

He couldn't help but look at the end of Xia suspiciously, thinking: Could it be that I was wrong before?But it's not right, he clearly saw it so clearly before, and even complained while watching it!How could I be wrong?

Could it be instant forming technology?

Oh, it's impossible!How can a junior mech maker do that!

Xia Mo opened his eyes and looked at the black-golden shield in the broken basket. The shield was about half a person tall and unattractive, but Xia Mo was quite satisfied with it, because this shield was created by him using Instant Formation!

He excitedly looked at Randall behind the crowd, and was even more excited when he saw Randall nodded to him affirmatively, "Host!"

"What?" The host looked at him blankly.

"Isn't it the detection level?" Xia Mo asked.

The host's reaction was obviously slow, one is because he was still immersed in the surprise caused by the shield, and the other is...

Because he didn't believe that semi-disabled mechas could make mechas higher than level four at all!

The shield was sent into the detector by the field staff.

Aiwen restrained his smile and stared at the detector with a strange expression.

While waiting, the audience expressed their opinions on the results one after another.

"There is nothing to look forward to at all, this time Ivan must win."

"Actually, I also imagined that Aiwen could win, but how did the semi-disabled man do it? Why did the parts turn into mechas in the blink of an eye? Could it be..."

"You can be surprised by this? It's a blindfold. Instant formation is not something that any mecha maker can do. In my opinion, his mechas are at most 2..."

"Boom!"

Halfway through his speech, the host's microphone suddenly fell to the ground.

When everyone heard the sound and looked at it, they saw the host's expression of seeing the devil!The audience who didn't know the situation was very puzzled: "What's wrong? What happened?"

"The tester, the tester, the tester is broken." The host stumbled and said this, and everyone noticed that the number displayed on the tester turned out to be "5"?

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and they complained in unison: Damn it!It's downright bad!

Xia Mo was quite satisfied with the result. He approached the tester, intending to take out the shield. After all, this was the first finished product he made by using instant forming on purpose. saved.

Unexpectedly, before he even touched the mech, Ai Wen took the lead.

Xia Mo frowned suddenly, "What are you doing? That is my mech."

Aiwen ignored him at all, and quickly perceived the mecha with his mental power. He didn't believe that this semi-disabled mecha could make a fifth-level mecha, so he planned to use his mental power to break it down!But I didn't want the fibrous roots from the tentacles to go back and forth on the surface of the mecha for four or five times, and every time I wanted to go deep, it would be bounced away forcefully, and I couldn't find the slightest intrusion loophole!

Do not!

impossible!

He stared at Mo Xia's chest with glaring eyes, which symbolized the badge of a junior mecha maker. This is absolutely impossible to be a fifth-level mecha!

The audience thought that the numbers displayed by the detector were getting more and more commotion, and even the former local tyrant started to look golden.

Aiwen noticed everyone's hesitation, and felt that his authority and status had been most seriously challenged!Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the heavy-duty laser cannon on the ring, and he suddenly said loudly, "I have a way to confirm whether this is a fifth-level mecha!"

The chattering audience all looked up at him.

Ai Wen pointed at the laser cannon with one hand, "My laser cannon is level four. If this shield can defend against the laser cannon's attack, it means that this is indeed a genuine level five mecha! Otherwise..." He looked at the end of Xia with disdain At a glance, "Then there is something wrong with the detector!"