Rebirth of the half-demon mermaid

After receiving an urgent call from Brat's assistant, Weiran hurriedly put down the documents in his hand and walked to the lounge on the other side of the office.It's about the lounge, but there isn't even a single chair in the whole room. It's as simple and tidy as Weiran's bedroom at home, and there's only one game room in it.

After skillfully pouring in the nutrient solution, she took off her naked body and lay down in it.

When he came to the place where Brat was walking at a moderate pace, he saw him tugging with a short black-haired boy. The boy kept backing away, but Brat refused to budge. Every step of the way.

"Crisis." Weiran shouted.

The blond crisis' eyes lit up, and he grabbed the young man's wrist before turning his head and saying, "Zhengrong, you are finally here! If you don't come, he will run away!"

Weiran, whose in-game ID is Zhengrong above the head, said calmly, "What are you doing?"

After hearing his voice, Baiwei raised his head and looked at him with disbelief in his eyes, but when he saw Zheng Rong's face, his eyes were full of disappointment.

It's really just the sound...

Of course, Baiwei didn't see the crisis expression, but just said with a bitter face, "I sent Weibai an email to prove my identity, but it's been 10 minutes now, and he still hasn't received it... No, he thinks I'm a liar Woolen cloth!"

"You two are on the same planet?" Zheng Rong asked sharply.

Both of them were taken aback, looked at each other, extremely embarrassed, Crisis also let go, smiled embarrassingly, "Which planet are you on, Weibai?"

"Fashion Federation's second colonial planet."

"Huh?! Weibai, you are also a member of the Federation? That's amazing!" Crisis almost jumped up and cheered, pointing at Zheng Rong, "Hurry up and send an email to Weibai!"

Glancing coldly at the crisis, Zhengrong stepped forward and walked into the two of them. Only then did he realize that the black-haired boy was incredibly thin, perhaps comparable to a delicate mermaid, and his words changed unexpectedly. The irrelevant question, "How old are you?"

"One...seven." For some reason, when he was stared at by those familiar black eyes, Shirao almost blurted out his real age of 230, but as soon as the word "one" came out of his mouth, he immediately turned around and said Consider the real age of this body.

Zhengrong nodded, "You are too thin, if you want to drive a mecha in the future, you must exercise hard."

Shirao nodded obediently, "I will try my best."

"Want to join the army?"

Bai Wei was taken aback, then shook his head slowly, "I don't know, I just want to drive the mecha."

Zheng Rong was silent, and the crisis on the side suddenly stopped talking. Even if they didn't enter the military headquarters, they could still pilot mechas. Even if they wanted this peerless genius with a minimum synchronization rate of 93% to enter the military headquarters, they couldn't force it A teenager who does not want to enter the meat grinder of the battlefield.

If it was a peaceful age, the two would definitely not let go of such a good seedling, but now, the Fengxing Federation has been fighting for four years, and the two who are used to bloody storms in these four years cannot be cruel. An underage child joins this team who does not know whether he can see the sun tomorrow.

After realizing the weird silence, Shirao asked worriedly, "Do I have to enter the military headquarters?"

Zheng Rong said without any hesitation, "No, there are two ways out if you want to drive a mecha, one is to join the army, and the other is to join the private mecha alliance. Exercise your body well. If you are so thin, you can't control the mecha."

Knowing from Xiaozhi that the breeder has to wait until the age of 18 to formally control the mecha, Shirao nodded happily, "That's really great, thank you."

Weiran, who was in a bad mood because of the loss of the jade pendant, just nodded lightly, showing his 'Iceman' true qualities, "My name is Zhengrong Head, you can add me as a friend, if you have any questions about mechas, you can ask me. "

Crisis who was left on the sidelines quickly interjected, "Wei Bai quickly add him! This guy's mech level is well-known in the entire human society."

Baiwei's eyes glowed, and without a word, he hurriedly clicked on the friend list and entered the four words 'top of the head'. After a while, another person appeared in his friend list, and then he asked uncertainly, "All questions can be answered. ?"

Weiran, who was staring at the four words "Grandpa Hello" in the friend column in a daze, was taken aback for a moment, and then slowly nodded, "Don't worry, ask, if you can't wait, you can start now in the "Rampaging" ' and started learning how to drive."

Now Baiwei really wanted to hug Zhengrong and kiss him fiercely, he felt that he was about to fly with joy, "Where is it? I'll go now!"

"follow me."

Seeing the backs of the two gradually leaving, Brat, who was left behind, scratched his hair angrily, and finally gave up his plan to follow. The military department still had a lot of things to deal with.

The mecha industry has already become a hot topic in human society. Of course, there will be no less things related to mecha in "Rampage". It is because of the realization of some things that cannot be done in reality, so even The military departments of various countries are all enthusiastic about "Rampage".

The most famous of these is the mecha simulation operating system. Although this system has long been used by the military when training mecha fighters, the simulation rate in "Rampage" has reached an unprecedented 98% After all, it is a large-scale online game that gathers the collective wisdom of almost all outstanding scientists in the universe. It upholds the idea of ​​rampage and breaks all dogmas. '.

"Do you know the biggest difference between the private mechas and the mechas used by the military?" Perhaps because he felt that the relationship between the two was too dull, Zheng Rong was the first to speak.

"One can kill, the other cannot."

Wei Bai's answer was obviously beyond Zheng Rong's expectations, and he couldn't help but look back at him again. This seemingly weak young man seems to have an extraordinary mind.

"Then do you want to kill someone?"

"No," Baiwei shook his head. Although he was a half-demon in his previous life, his hands were not stained with any human blood. In this life, he is also unwilling. There are gods, I don't want to go to hell after death."

"...I don't want to either," Weiran Clooney at this moment suddenly recalled the smug ambition he had when he applied for the No. [-] Military Academy on Earth, "But someone in this world has to stand up and end the war."

If the beginning of the war cannot be avoided, at least I can make it end sooner.

It was precisely this kind of thinking that prompted Weiran to give up his dream of entering the Mecha Academy and choose the Command Academy, because he knew that even if his mecha level was second to none, he was just A sharp blade that kills the enemy, only by becoming an excellent commander can you become the master of that sharp blade!Only then can the direction of the war be determined and the war truly ended.

Zhengrong's tone was very flat, as if he was talking about the weather today, but for some reason, Baiwei could hear the deep sadness in it, he didn't know the reason for this sadness, and he didn't know the man in front of him What kind of identity is he in reality, let alone what he is confused about, but this does not affect Zhengrong's two sentences, which seem to have planted a seed called "war" in Baiwei's heart. When given enough nutrients, it will bear satisfactory fruit.

Shirao, who didn't know how to start a conversation, thought for a while before finding a topic that could be discussed, "Is my synchronization rate high?"

"It's very high. The synchronization rate of the entire human world can reach more than 90% and it's only three digits."

"Really?" This news really made Shirao very happy, because it took so long in his previous life to barely reach the stage of transcending the catastrophe. No one knows better than Shirao how important talent is, an inexplicable thing. "What about you?"

"91%."

"Will I be as good as you in the future?"

Of course Zhengrong can understand Weibai's current mood, just like when he saw the mecha warrior for the first time when he was a child, he was full of longing and longing. As I said, "Yes, even better than me."

By coincidence, Bai Wei, who was one step behind, stretched out his hand and grabbed Zheng Rong's hand. When he turned around and stared at himself, Bai Wei said slowly, "If that day really comes, I will never forget you."

In the end, the place Zheng Rong took Wei Bai to turned out to be a private mecha club. According to him, exercising the body in the game is useless, but actual combat experience can still be accumulated, even though Wei Bai can only be in the cockpit now. He can persist for 5 minutes, but he can still watch how others practice, can't he?

As soon as he entered the clubhouse, Baiwei was attracted by the various mechas placed in the hall, and Zheng Rong, who had already become walking alongside him, slowed down and even acted as a commentator. A, he will patiently tell Weibai the characteristics of this mecha, as well as its driving skills and coping skills. It is like the effect of the anti-joint design of the legs. It can be seen that he is not only proficient in mechas, but also has a lot of ability in the field of mecha design. Just listen Baiwei admired him so much that he almost knelt down and called out to God.