Born to be O, to be O to be A

Jing An didn't look back, and continued to operate the machine, without changing his face, he said: "Knocking on the door is the most basic courtesy."

The person came and said, "I knocked, but you didn't hear it."

Jing An was noncommittal, staring at the string of numbers for a few seconds before taking off his lab gloves and sitting on a chair beside him.With a slight turn of the feet, he faced the person behind him.

The tall young man with a bunch of pigtails looked at him, with a piece of dogtail grass coiled in his hand, shaking the root of the grass in his pincers, pacing under the yellowed light.Slowly, with a cynical look.

The tall young man glanced at the projection on the left, and said with a smile: "It seems that I don't need to talk about those things on the forum."

On the projection, there are many posts on the campus forums of the first university, which are obviously Jing An's optical brain projection.

Jing An calmly said, "I know."

"Do you know who made it?"

"Almost." Jing An raised his hand and took off the optical brain lens of his left eye, and the dense post on the projection on the left disappeared in an instant and became empty.

"Ha." The young man shook the grass in his hand and joked, "You blocked Quan Zihuan's path to becoming a god, and made him the second child in the junior class for three years. No wonder he took his anger out on your brother. superior."

The light in Jing An's eyes turned cold, and he looked up at him: "Do you have anything else to do?"

The implication is, if you have nothing to do, please go away.

"I have something to do." The young man smiled, brought a stool to his right foot, sat down comfortably and said, "The latest and reliable news is that Quan Zihuan's younger brother Quan Zile is also a freshman in this class. It is conservatively estimated that he is A-level, and the possibility of S cannot be ruled out." It should be the one with the strongest pheromone besides your brother."

"Then?" Jing An asked calmly, "Anything else?"

The young man curled his mouth, "Okay, okay, don't keep thinking about driving me away, okay? I promised to be your brother's bodyguard, and this time I came to ask for a reward in advance."

His expression became serious: "I'm going on a mission, three strengthening potions."

Jing An was silent for a few seconds, and slowly tapped the table with his right index finger, "When?"

"A month later."

Jing An narrowed his eyes and glanced at the young man, "Yu Pei, are you so sure I can do it?"

Yu Pei smiled, "Don't think I don't know. It took you half a year to learn the theoretical knowledge that students in the pheromone department need to learn for four years, and another two months to make the recovery potion that your department needs to practice for half a year. It's just a strengthening potion. A month is a long time for you."

As he said, he snarled at the failed orange fragrance potion on the table, "You can even make the exclusive pheromone potion, what else can you not do."

Pheromone potions are divided into general type, single type, and exclusive type.

From being able to correspond to all pheromones, to corresponding to a category such as fruit pheromones, to, for example, specifically targeting orange flavor pheromone agents.The effect is increasing layer by layer, and the difficulty and consumables are also increasing.

And different from the general-purpose and single-type types that can be mass-produced, the exclusive type of pheromone medicine needs strict data matching, and it must be accurate to the user's pheromone intensity. Only when all aspects are matched can it exert the best effect.

The most important thing about the recovery agent is not to restore physical fitness, but to restore the pheromones consumed during the time of driving the mech. The exclusive pheromone potion enters the user's body with almost zero consumption and restores the same amount of pheromones.

After Yu Pei finished speaking, he couldn't help but sighed, "I really envy you geniuses who have such a vivid picture."

Jing An didn't bother to talk to him.

Yu Pei, a mecha student in Jing'an's same year, won the championship in the trial in the first month, passed the army entrance test in the first semester, and became a reserve army in the first school year.

This year is the third year, and after the end of the school year, he will officially set foot on the battlefield as a captain.

A genius is feeling envious here, this scene should not be too Versailles.

"There are three strengthening potions, and you can only use three at most within a week. You should be clear." Jing An casually warned, and then said: "Come and get it after the freshman selection competition is over."

Yu Pei put his index finger and ring finger together, compared it to his lips, and said lightly: "Alright, I will help you guard your precious brother, don't forget my reward."

As he said that, he got up, took a step back, and then turned around with a smile: "Hey, do you want me to keep an eye on those posts? Quan Zihuan, a lunatic, might start at some point."

Jing An has experienced Quan Zihuan's methods of manipulating public opinion throughout the year.

He said calmly: "Don't worry about it."

Then he paused, and continued: "If someone makes a personal attack, please delete it."

"Hmm, put it on me." Yu Peiyang smiled, "By the way, your dark circles are too ugly, be careful of sudden death."

After speaking, he immediately dodged a few steps and left the laboratory in the blink of an eye.

Jing An silently looked into the mirror, and there were indeed large black spots under his eyes. After a few seconds, he got up and continued to calculate the allocated value, and then turned on the machine to re-synthesize.

A special recovery potion for orange fragrance pheromone, No.70 was synthesized three times after staying up all night.He leaned over slowly, staring at the potion that was slowly turning golden, waiting for the synthesis time.

One minute later, the yoyo orange fragrance came from it again.

The difference is that this time the orange fragrance lasted for a long time, and the orange fragrance in the cold laboratory was quiet and tangy, and it never dissipated.

The sky gradually dawned, and at seven o'clock in the morning, Jing An put away the orange flavor pheromone recovery potion that he had successfully made, and looked at the time again, seeing that it was already dawn, he simply continued to make potions.

Diagonally from the laboratory to the training ground, Jian Jining entered the mecha cabin and restarted the training energetically.

Director Ji's request is very simple, when can you master the fast and slow transition of basic movements, and when to start actual combat training.

With this sentence, Jian Jining's daily training routine became a constant repetition of basic movements, until he felt like vomiting, and he didn't even bother to take a look at the increasing number of people in the training ground, concentrating on training.

The mecha training ground has always been semi-open. Normally, only mecha students practice here. Usually, countless melon eaters want to see the true face of this Omega and come to join in the fun.

They were sitting in the auditorium next to the mecha field, watching the training with great interest.

At the beginning, people came in one after another, and Jian Jining stopped training, trying to find the man who took the photo, but later found it was impossible.

There are too many people!

Directly fill half of the auditorium.

Jian Jining was expressionless: Don't you all go to class?

Well, at the start of school, every department is busy except mech students.

He gave up looking for the sneak camera maniac and continued training. By the way, during the break, he reminded the crowd eating melons in the auditorium behind the mecha rest area: "Those students, the auditorium does not have protection mode, and accidents are prone to happen here."

The melon eaters: "Wow! The Omega mecha talked to me!"

Jian Jining: ... I don't need to remind you.

He is the first Omega light armor fighter since the establishment of the first university, which is really rare.

After Jian Jining figured it out, he didn't bother to worry about it, and started training on his own.

The day-to-night basic training, even Jian Jining found it difficult, and the famous melon-eating crowd naturally couldn't stay for long. Seeing this Omega repeating squatting, running, and spinning... accompanied by hoarse and ugly The sound of the trumpets can be called physical and psychological torture.

Thanks to the broken horn, the melon-eaters raised their flags and retreated within an hour, and Jian Jining was happy and quiet.

Hell-like training for several days in a row. In addition to the fixed ten hours of training until six o'clock in the evening, Jian Jining himself had to practice until ten o'clock in the evening. Even so, it took nearly thirteen days to complete Ji Hanxiao's first request.

The month before the selection competition was used by new mechas to train the new mechas' actual combat abilities, but Jian Jining spent half of his time on basic training, and it was already late at night when he started.

But he was not in a hurry, he settled down to practice the basic operations well, Ji Hanxiao was very optimistic about his mentality, and let him do the actual combat training later, without interfering any more.

There are Chang Qin Yi and Lu Chen in the actual combat training, and Jian Jining is not worried about the training subjects. The only problem now is that his potion is used up.

After sending an order to send recovery potions to the robot at home, Jian Jining lay down on the bed peacefully.

After doing these things, Jian Jining could almost fall asleep while lying on the bed after taking a shower. The exhausting training made him miss many communications with Jing An.

But before going to sleep, he accidentally discovered that Jing An's contact was still online.

Looking up at the time, it was 01:45, Jing An guessed that he was too busy to go to bed again.

Grinding her teeth, Jian Jining opened the chat panel with Jing An, and the last message was Jing An saying good night to him.

[Jian Ji Ning: Brother Jing An, are you still busy? 】

The first laboratory.

Jing An's wrist flickered.

Yu Pei yawned, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, and said dissatisfied: "Hey, is matching so troublesome?"

Jing An glanced at him indifferently, "Exclusive enhancer, do you think it's sugar water?"

"..." Yu Pei tugged on the thread on his body, and said depressedly: "When you prepared your brother's recovery potion, you didn't do these things."

Jing An didn't answer, because when he was filling in the data, he saw Jian Jining's news.

Following the good night message he sent last time, Jing An's eyes flickered, and he raised his hand and replied, "No, I'm going to sleep."

Before Jian Jining sent the next message, he continued: "Go to bed early."

After receiving the news, Jian Jining smiled and sent a bunny nodding emoji.

Jing An chuckled and exited Starnet.

"Hello!" Yu Pei said for a long time that he didn't respond, looked up and saw the smile on Jing An's face, and suddenly became angry.

Jing An lowered his smile and completed the data collection as quickly as possible, before he said kindly, "It's fine."

Yu Pei almost jumped up, pulled off the dense data cables on his body, stretched firmly, then poured himself a glass of water, and held it to drink.

Jing An looked at Yu Pei's data with a thoughtful expression.

"Before you trained, how much exclusive pheromone recovery fluid did you use at most in a day?" Jing An asked him.

"Ah?" Yu Pei thought for a while, "Three bottles?"

Jing An nodded, added 7 more bottles to the potion making machine, and called the data later: orange fragrance pheromone.

Yu Pei tilted his head while drinking water, and found that there was already a lot of orange medicine in the machine. After checking the quantity, he sprayed it immediately.

"53 bottles?" He was dumbfounded, "Don't tell me, this is the result of your thirteen days."

Jing An ignored him and continued to set machine parameters.

"I'll be darling."

The corner of Yu Pei's mouth twitched, "Quan Zihuan is a lunatic, and you are a humanoid machine."

Jing An looked at him, "Do you want to strengthen the potion?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Yu Pei quickly shut up, and zipped his mouth, "I'm leaving now, good night, go to bed early, goodbye!"