Rebirth of the half-demon mermaid

Baiwei once thought that the most soul-stirring thing in the world was to carry a pot of wine, fight swords in the rivers and lakes, be friends with the world, and be a companion with the common people, but until today, when he saw a mecha fully displayed in front of his eyes Only then did he realize that there is no such thing as "the most" in this world, there are too many things that can arouse the pride in his heart, and at this moment he feels that the purpose of his 1000 years of cultivation is to achieve the highest level. Go up to the behemoth in front of you, and try your best to conquer it!

Even if he doesn't understand the mecha in front of him at all, even if he doesn't have the slightest idea of ​​how to use it in his mind, this doesn't affect the desire in his heart. This is an extremely urgent feeling that White Tail has never had before. They were all mechas in front of him, and they couldn't listen to what the blonde crisis was saying when he was introducing to him the things to pay attention to when testing the synchronization rate for a while.

Crisis can understand Weibai's current state very well. He still remembers the first time he went to test the synchronization rate when he was a child. It was not much different from Weibai's appearance at this time. He couldn't listen to anything other than "start now". Any words, let Smile wait upstairs, and Crisis dragged Wei Bai, who was still staring at the mecha, into the changing room.

The first criterion for selecting mecha fighters in modern times is the minimum synchronization rate between themselves and the mecha. Generally speaking, the minimum synchronization rate between ordinary people and the mecha can be maintained between 30% and 50%. The minimum standard for a fighter is to break through to more than 60%. This is just the lowest level of mech fighters. When the synchronization rate can reach 70%, then it can already be regarded as the backbone of the mech fighters. As for the synchronization rate of more than 80%, If the rate is high, it will definitely become a favorite among various mecha companies.

Don't underestimate the 10% gap, often it is this seemingly small gap that determines life and death on the battlefield, that is the gap between heaven and hell!Because the synchronization rate determines the coordination between the mecha warrior and the mech, if the coordination rate is not high, it is impossible to make free activities, then it is a living target on the battlefield, and the synchronization rate is high, and even the mecha A can make any movement that the body can do, that is to say, only after the high synchronization rate is guaranteed, the body's fighting skills can become the possibility of fighting between mechas.

Crisis chose the smallest pilot suit for Wei Bai, and urged him to change it before leading him to the mecha.

In fact, the synchronization rate test is no different from the normal use of mechs. It is also connected to the mechas through the brain through the neural connection method, thereby controlling the activities of the mechas. The role of the driving suit is to help the driver connect with the mechas, and even It is said that a good driving suit can slightly improve the synchronization rate of some users. Of course, the driving suit used in the test definitely does not have this effect.

Wearing a thin and close-fitting white driving suit, Shirao took a deep breath. It would be deceiving to say that he was not nervous. After all, if his synchronization rate did not meet the standard, then he might have to watch others operate for the rest of his life...

With Crisis' help, Baiwei finally sat in the long-awaited cockpit, Crisis said, "Listen to the command later and don't act recklessly."

"Okay, thank you." Baiwei said sincerely, if it wasn't for Crisis itself being a mecha warrior, he might not be able to conduct the mecha test so easily now.

The blond crisis smiled, "It's okay, I look forward to your performance."

The cover of the cockpit of the mecha was closed shortly after the crisis left, but instead of being dark, the cockpit even showed a vast blue ocean. For some reason, Shirao's nervous mood was calmed by this silence Quite a lot.

Without waiting for a few minutes, he heard the voice of crisis coming from all directions, "Wei Bai, can you hear me?"

Opening his eyes, Shirao replied, "I can hear you."

"OK, listen to me, now we are going to inject 0089 liquid into the cockpit, don't be nervous, breathe as usual, let it completely fill your lungs. It may be uncomfortable at first, just get used to it, it's really hard to adapt , we stop testing."

Taking a deep breath, Shirao nodded, "Okay."

After listening to the electronic sound of "Dididi", hexagonal patterns appeared on the walls in the cockpit that were originally integrated, and light green liquid slowly flowed in from the gaps, Baiwei held his breath naturally, In the end, he remembered what Crisis said just now, so he gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and started breathing again.

Perhaps because of closing the eyes, the fear of letting the liquid enter the nasal cavity is less, but it is only before it enters.

As a snake demon in his previous life, Baiwei couldn't swim. Even if he had a fishtail in this life, he still hadn't had time to get into the water. When he inhaled the first mouthful of liquid in his nasal cavity, he felt a sense of fear that he was about to drown. He really thought that he would suffocate to death because he couldn't breathe, the air in his chest was getting less and less, but the fear in his heart was getting bigger and bigger...

"Weibai! Weibai! Don't be afraid! Breathe as usual, 0089 can replace air!" At this moment, a smiling voice suddenly came, not as gentle as before and even full of anxiety.

White Tail managed to pull himself together, and tried his best to let himself breathe like usual. He had never felt that breathing was such a painful thing, his chest was about to explode.

Smiling in the control room, the same white face was staring at the display screen, holding the hand of the crisis tightly with both hands, deeply afraid that if he was not careful, Baiwei would die of suffocation. As a mermaid, he might not be able to understand it in his life. How does it feel to be unable to breathe in water.

When Weibai spit out the last bubbles in his chest and was able to breathe normally, he smiled and heaved a sigh of relief. He really couldn't watch such a cute child who looked like a younger brother die in such pain in front of him.

Sitting in the cockpit, Shirao glanced at his eyebrows in discomfort, but finally the suffocation was over, he has now learned how to breathe freely in the 0089 liquid, it is indeed as Crisis and Smile said, it is fine as usual.

"Okay, I'm going to turn on the power, and listen to my orders for a while."

Hearing the voice of crisis, he was obviously relieved, Baiwei couldn't help but feel a little warm in his heart, and now he was paying more attention.

After the power was turned on, Shirao felt that the sight in front of him suddenly became brighter, and the surrounding scenery appeared on the surrounding walls, which was exactly the appearance of the mecha test room that he saw upstairs.

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Weiran, who was sitting in his office flipping through the documents, looked at the clock above his head again. It was exactly 10:08, and there was still an hour before the day he promised the adjutant yesterday. In fact, he had already Impatient with waiting, he sighed silently, put down the thick stack of documents in his hand, and pinched the space between his eyebrows.

"Dong dong dong."

Weiran's eyes lit up, but his mouth said lightly, "Please come in."

When he saw who it was, he couldn't hide his disappointment.

As Weiran's good friend, Brat Manhattan obviously also noticed Weiran's rare and obvious emotions, and even put aside the things that drove him to find him, and asked first, "Ah, who is our Major General Clooney?" Waiting for someone? Let me guess who this is waiting for..."

Weiran glanced at him indifferently, then lowered her head and continued to read those boring documents, making it clear that she didn't want to talk to him.

Brat curled his lips as usual, knowing that getting words out of Ran's mouth is not as difficult as climbing the sky on foot, so he turned around and said, "I went to play 'Rampage' with Xiaofeng yesterday, you know what I saw ?"

Weiran didn't raise his head, and didn't talk to him, because he knew that his old friend would continue to talk even if he didn't ask him, and sure enough, within two seconds, Bralette continued, "A monster with a minimum synchronization rate of 93%!!! "

The person Brat said beamed with joy, as if that person was himself, before he was startled, he looked up at him, "Are you sure?"

"Of course, I personally tested it for him! But his physical fitness is too weak, and he can only last for 5 minutes..." Brat said regretfully.

Weiran pushed away the files on the desk, opened his personal computer and said, "His information."

"Um, I didn't ask, he seems to be under 18 years old and was forced to log off." Brat said awkwardly.

Weiran looked at him coldly, "Then what are you doing here?"

Brat was even more depressed, thinking that I was not because of your sharp knife company, I came here from another planet early in the morning, "Why don't I tell you the next time I meet him, and I will ask him to join him." Your friend?"

Weiran turned off the personal computer, folded his hands on his chest, raised his chin and said coldly, "Then why are you still sitting here? Aren't you afraid that he will be taken away by others?"

Brat opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Weiran continued, "Also, why did you come here in person? Is all the communication equipment of the Federation broken or something? Or is it easy for you, a colonel, to do it?"

Brat was dumbfounded, turned and ran.

"Hmph." Weiran snorted coldly as if he had taken the previous materials and continued to read, all of them were all kinds of materials about the reserve mecha fighters he had taken a fancy to yesterday, and then he heard the knock on the door again.

Weiran simply stood up and went to open the door himself, if it was that blond bastard Bralette who came here, he wouldn't mind giving him a hard punch.

"Major General!" The visitor was obviously taken aback when he saw that it was Weiran who opened the door himself, and immediately stood up straight and gave the military salute, "The thief you were looking for has been caught."

The person who came was Weiran's adjutant, Heliando.

"Where is it? What did he steal? Is there an ice jade pendant?" Weiran, who has always been known for his calmness, couldn't help but tinge of anxiety in his tone at this moment.

Heliando shook his head, "I've interrogated him, and he admitted that he stole a piece of ice jade pendant from your house, major general, and after he stole it, he left it at home and went out to find a buyer. When he came back, he found that everything was gone. After checking the monitor, no one went in at all, as if the jade pendant ran away by itself."

Weiran's heart sank, he thought of the lively elf living in Yupeili... Could it be that he will never be seen again? !