Interstellar Destiny

The press conference is over, but the aftermath of the matter will definitely not end so easily, no, perhaps, everything has just begun.

In a certain room in Battlestar, four men and a woman in uniform sat at the bar and watched the scene at the press conference.

"Hahahahahaha... I like this kid!" A tall and bold man patted the table and laughed, the hard alloy platform was... slightly deformed [Table: I really can't hold it, please lighten it , very painful QAQ] "It seems that his performance before the finals is paralyzing Puyol. He is indeed promising, with outstanding strength and brains. You have someone to succeed you!" The man with black eyes said.

"Pfft, I like to watch him tease those reporters." The only woman inside also said with a smile.

The man who was said to be "a successor" just laughed and scolded: "I am still very young, okay, why do I have a successor?!"

"I want to fight him." The calmest older man in the room finally said something shocking.

"Pfft, boss, you're not serious, are you?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"That's just a newcomer to the team."

"Boss, that is my junior after all, please let me go."

The man didn't speak, got up and left, leaving everyone behind, and then the gentle man suddenly said: "Boss...is he about to break through?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay: "Could it be possible to break through a battle with that rookie?" The boss has been stuck in the bottleneck for many years.

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After Leo and East turned off the player, they also looked at each other in blank dismay. This new champion is so strong!

The strength in the battle is too strong. Leo and East are both evolutionaries. I have learned to drive mechas. I can be regarded as a half-professional. At the beginning of the finals, the speed of the white mechas approaching Puyol is getting faster and faster. Quickly, you can completely dodge Puyol's predictive shot.

Moreover, from a rough visual inspection with the eyes of an evolutionary, the acceleration should be getting bigger and bigger, so that all Puyol's adjustment shots would be in vain.The buffer system of the mecha cockpit cannot completely relieve the pressure brought by such a large acceleration, and the mecha master himself has to bear a huge burden. To that extent, 90.00% of the evolutionists may not be able to withstand it.

He has no other knack for avoiding those shooting rays than one word, quick!It makes sense to be fast and not to break. Leo and Leo have never heard of the speed that can even bring out phantoms. We can only speculate that it is more difficult than him to advance at high speed before, and the body load is also higher. Open Puyol's terrible famous stunt "light rain".

Not to mention the miraculousness of the last blow. From the perspective of laymen, he just wiped it lightly with the shock blade. However, considering the impact speed of this mecha and the huge inertia brought by the weight of the mecha, this is even more important. Judging the opponent's opening at that moment under the inertia, and then holding the inertia, grasping the opening, and stabbing the blade with the utmost strength and just piercing the armor, all this makes people sigh, the skill is close to art!

Leo quickly judged: "At least A-level physical fitness, S-level operation."

East also nodded in agreement, yes, at least in terms of avoiding the "light rain" and the last blow, it is indeed an S-rank.

However, even if he is powerful, the champion's attitude towards the media is too tough. It's not that he is deliberately domineering or domineering. He seems to be telling the truth from the beginning to the end, but those words are too choking. Some can't get off the stage.

Today, the mecha competition is not just a battle between two mechas, and the mecha masters win or lose. Behind this, the honor of the team, the attitude of the team's supporters, the hype of the media reports, and the public's attention make the mecha competition unstoppable. No matter how pure it is, there are more commercial operations.

In the reports of journalists, white things can be called black, and black things can be called white, not to mention that some things are gray in themselves.Their reports sometimes even affect the public image of the mecha masters, offending the media is never a good thing.

Many mecha masters will pay attention to their public image, and try to behave in a smooth, decent, humble and demeanor in front of the media. A champion like Ye Murin who dismisses all the media with ten words, I don’t know if there will be someone who will come later, anyway. Certainly never before.

"This champion named Ye Murin is too inexperienced." Leo said.

But East shook his head: "It's not that he's inexperienced, but he doesn't care." A person who can operate a mech like that will go forward without hesitation and kill with one blow. In the eyes, let alone those media.

"And, as you know, Lu Ling may be recruited. If there is no accident, he will be the next ace, an airborne ace, handover from old to new, if he has no personality..."

Leo thought for a while, indeed, in a place like Xingyuan, the No. [-] wealthy family is famous, but the relationship is even more complicated. Lu Ling has not left yet, but Ye Murin has already been pushed out by Xingyuan, and the league will soon begin again. Now, it is not so easy to secure the top spot.

No matter for Lu Ling or Ye Murin, these few months have been very difficult. Although Lu Ling is an old trump card, Ye Murin is obviously not an ordinary newcomer who is easy to handle. It's not good that "the late festival will not be guaranteed", and the final call-up order is ignored. This kind of thing has happened. For the military, there will always be a lot of excellent mecha masters waiting for them to favor.

As for Ye Murin, how to get ahead under the pressure of Lu Ling is also a big problem. He has just won a Heinrich Cup, which is not enough to guarantee that he will appear in the squad in the next league. If If he can't show up in the league, he will naturally not get attention. Maybe he will flash across the sky like a shooting star like those new stars discovered by Xingyuan, and then become an unknown soy sauce player.

However, Xingyuan is indeed this kind of place, and does not consider the personal feelings of mecha masters. In Xingyuan's concept, they only want the strongest and best mecha masters. It is rumored that the competition pressure is huge. Every year, many old Xingyuan People transferred teams, but those who wanted to enter Xingyuan were still overwhelmed.Even if you have to leave in the end, you have already blessed a layer of Xingyuan's light, and the treatment will be different if you go to other teams.

Leo seemed to want to say something else, but the sweet voice of the service robot next to him suddenly said, "Two gentlemen, it seems that there are guests here."

The two looked at each other, and immediately put aside the discussion about the cup. This guest was their main goal in the dungeon this time.

------------------------ Nest is the dividing line gentleman who occasionally comes to show cuteness ----------------- ----

The black-haired boy Li Yao didn't see the silent version of the press conference that was played in the square at all. He was queuing up at a place separated by a wall.

In a place like the underground city, one of the ruling orders maintained by the Zhumen is the queue. There are various queues. You have to queue up to get on the bus, you have to queue up to enter the city, and you have to queue up here to register.Of course, only the poor need to queue.

Suddenly something hit him, Li Yao looked back, it turned out to be a white boy, the thing that hit him was a small dumpling, Li Yao frowned unhappily.

Bai Baizi hurriedly lowered his voice and said to Li Yao, "Why did you come here?!" His expression was secretly anxious.

Li Yao glanced at him in surprise, and pointed to the notice board in front of him: "Registration Office of Zhumen Mecha Training Camp", isn't that clearly written there?

Bai Baizi blushed in embarrassment: "I don't know what it wrote, anyway, you should leave quickly."

Li Yao shook his head, but still followed the team slowly.

Seeing that Bai Baizi couldn't persuade him, he stood still and scratched his cheek, then ran away.

The two of them didn't see a vicious young man with his arms folded behind him. Seeing them talking, he spat fiercely: "Damn it, it's another bastard from the recycling station!"

When it was Li Yao's turn, a long time had passed, and the people who were in charge of signing up from the previous Zhumen had changed several times.

"Identification card." There was a hint of impatience in this person's voice after processing too many registrations in one day.

Li Yao shook his head.

"Heihu? Hmph," the man said flatly, "Pass."

The boy handed over his metal card, and the other party scanned the pass and asked lazily, "Name? Can you write it?"

The young man nodded, and the other party looked at the dark little guy in surprise, then turned on the device and projected a piece of paper: "Let's write on it."

The boy stretched out his index finger to draw and write on it.

The other party looked at it and nodded, "Go in." It's a rare thing that saves trouble.

A lot of people from the group of vicious youngsters in the back were stopped. There was no other reason. Many of these youngsters were illiterate, and they looked thin and small, and their physical fitness was obviously not good enough. This kind of guy with no future and trouble goes in and wastes resources.

The vicious young man let out a "bah": "Obviously that dark and skinny kid went in just now!"

The applicant raised his head and glared at him: "Don't go in even if you talk too much!"

Several teenagers around quickly stopped this vicious boy, and he himself turned his head resentfully and said to his companions: "Wait, I'll go in and clean up that guy to vent your anger for you! Next time you come again, I won't believe it, damn it, There will always be one time to sign up!"

From a distance, Leo saw the familiar black-haired boy entering the rich man's mech training camp. He and East just met him and completed part of the mission.Wandering around in the dungeon, pretending to be a group of rich kids looking for fun as a cover, unexpectedly meeting this boy like this.

He murmured with a bit of reluctance: "These boys are so stupid, would Zhumen be so kind as to send them to the Mecha Battalion? In that kind of place, you have to break your head outside to get in..."

But East said coldly: "Otherwise, what can we do? Continue to live like bugs in the dark in that kind of radiation-filled place? At least they still have a chance to go to Zhumen, do you think they don't know?"

Leo smiled wryly, indeed, if they don't come to try, they can only continue to endure the oppression of the wealthy family in that kind of darkness, and if they come here, at least they have a chance to change the future.

"Unfortunately, the proportion of evolutionaries is too low..."

The bodyguards behind them have already silently thought of the words to return to their master. The two young masters have grown up, at least they are not only eating, drinking and having fun when they come here a few times... It's business, and I understand some truths, so it's not in vain.