Slag to the collapse of the world [Quick Transmigration]

There is a kind of person in this world who can always appear at all kinds of magical, untimely and just right times.

——For example, Gu Yue.

Charles obviously didn't expect that Gu Yue would dismantle him face to face, he was astonished, "...Gu Yue?"

Yan Tongquan regarded Charles as air, looked at Gu Yue, and said flatly and politely: "Thank you. But I don't need it. And I told you before, I have other things and I don't have time for this project."

Gu Yue did not insist, but still said: "But since you took the lead in doing it before, there is no reason not to add your name."

Charles looked at the two men blankly, and was stunned for a long time before finally realizing it.

"No... no, Gu Yue, aren't you—hey, what are you holding in your hand?"

Yan Tong was not at all interested in what Gu Yue was holding. Seeing that Charles and Gu Yue were obviously flirting with each other, he turned around and left.

Behind him, Charles seemed to snatch the thing from Gu Yue's hand, and he let out a surprise, "Concert tickets? Darling, how do you know I'm free this Friday? I love you so much!"

Gu Yue took the item back from the excited Omega's hand with a blank face, carefully inserted the ticket back under the ribbon packaging of the chocolate box, and then said to Yan Tong's back:

"Ziling, are you free to go to the concert with me this Friday night?"

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Charles suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at Yan Tong's back in disbelief.

——How could Gu Yue, who was so kind to him at the beginning, turn around and pursue Mo Ziling?

How can it be!

However, Yan Tong just said lightly: "No need, I may have to go home."

Gu Yue seemed to have expected to be rejected, and was not disappointed. He just smiled and said, "Then wish you a pleasant journey in advance."

Yan Tong didn't even say "thank you" this time, and went straight into the dormitory.

Gu Yue stood where he was, holding the chocolate gift box in his hand, staring at the glass door of the Omega single dormitory building for a long time, then stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and the gift box drew a beautiful parabola in the air, separated by ten miles. Mi fell right into the trash can.

"—This classmate! Don't litter!"

A few Beta students who didn't know whether they were bored or were dragged to clean the campus saw this scene, and they stopped at Gu Yue in a very timely manner; however, those few people looked at Alpha's expressionless face, which was obviously not in a good mood, And very tactfully slipped away in time.

Before slipping away, I didn’t forget to take a sneak peek at Charles—this Omega was hit by something, and his mood was obviously very bad; it’s a pity that there was an Alpha standing next to him who was also in a bad mood, and they didn’t dare to ask about the affairs here Son.

After those Betas left, Gu Yue stood there for a while, then strode away without looking back.

Charles immediately rushed up to chase him, and after two steps, he realized that something was wrong, so he stopped, and just shouted at him with a little cry:

"where did you go?!"

Gu Yue: "Go to the mech simulation training room."

Charles sniffed fiercely, and at the last moment, he finally swallowed the stupid words "Why don't you like me?" mixed with tears, and asked like ordinary friends: "...Aren't you guys without mechas? Is it a request for combat?"

Gu Yue didn't turn his head back, "I'm going to beat Hall into a pig's head."

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Facts have proved that Mr. Patrick Hall is a top student in the Department of Mechanical Warfare, and it is still very difficult to beat him into a pig's head.

Since the last time I met Patrick at the entrance of the library, Yan Tong has been following Professor Jin to study and calculate the possible existence of the star map. During the period, I ran into Patrick a few times, but each time the two sides passed by in a hurry and never stopped. Come down and talk.

Although Mr. Hall always looked very tired, his spirits were always excellent.

Yan Tong was not surprised by this - because there is only half a month left for the annual mech operation competition of the First Military Academy.

It is said that it is a mecha operation competition, but the essence is still a mecha battle.Although the role of starships on today's battlefield has far surpassed that of mechas in single-player combat, mechas, as a representative of personal ability, courage and honor, are still highly sought after, especially among the young people of the First Military Academy. middle.

Because there are too many people participating (except for Omega who is limited by innate physical conditions, the remaining living people in the academy basically participated), it takes three days to decide the top 64 in every mecha competition; of course, people like Patrick This kind of players who have performed well in the past do not need to participate in the knockout rounds in the early stage.

With the approach of the mecha competition, the students of the First Military Academy have entered a state similar to that before the final exam. There are those who mutter, those who walk into a tree, and those who scream suddenly: in short, they are gloomy and excited. confusion.

Yan Tong didn't care about this, except for contacting Lin Ze twice in the middle, he kept himself locked in the computer room, and occasionally went to the "important place" with Professor Jin.

His indifference did not last long.

Because on the fourth day of the mecha competition, that is, the day when 64 entered 32, the training room continued to burst into bursts of shouts and cheers, as if someone poured boiling water into the oil pan.

Yan Tong got a headache from the noise, so he decided to go back to the dormitory to calm down; on the way back to the dormitory, he unfortunately ran into another Omega from the same department, and was dragged to the mech training room by that Omega classmate under dizziness. Went to watch the battle.

——After coming to the training room, Yan Tong really felt how enthusiastic people in this world are about mechas.

Because of the fear of accidents and the fear that the students would go crazy and the mech loss rate would be too high, the First Military Academy used a virtual battle system.The design of the mech training room was extremely thoughtful at the beginning, and the auditorium could accommodate all the teachers and students of the school. At this time, everyone was staring at the two mechas fighting in the middle of the field—of course, it was a virtual 3D projection Effect.

"This is Group No. 18." The Omega who dragged Yan Tong over acted as a narrator for him very conscientiously, "The mecha that looks like an arch bridge is Anthony from the Battleship Command Department, a seventh-year Alpha. I saw it before. Check out the game information... Oh, my God! His opponent is a Beta! A Beta, Mo Ziling! ——Oh, beautiful!"

Infected by the atmosphere here, Yan Tong also stretched his neck to look into the field.

In the center of the arena, a black humanoid mecha turned sharply and quickly. Because it turned too fast, it almost fell to the ground; then the black mecha suddenly raised one mechanical arm, and a three-meter-long laser blade It spewed out, and in the thrilling high-speed rotation, it cut the opposite mech in half almost instantly——

All the people in the stands stood up, applauded loudly, and shouted overwhelmingly.

The Omega next to Yan Tong was particularly excited, his voice was almost hoarse when he roared.He turned his head and saw that Yan Tong still didn't seem to be very interested, so he explained to him excitedly: "This is the second Beta to enter the top 32! Did you see that, Mo Ziling, the one just now was Lin Ze Your Majesty's classic action in the Battle of Alair Star is so fucking beautiful! Well done!"

Yan Tong also stood up from his seat and leaned over to look at the playing field.

At this time, the images in the venue were still - the huge, arch bridge-shaped mecha fell to the ground miserably, and a deep gash was drawn on the driver's cab, almost cutting the whole mecha in two. half; while the other ordinary black mecha can still stand, but the mechanical arm on one side seems to be broken, hanging on the fuselage quite miserably.

Then, two doors on the edge of the venue opened simultaneously, and two exhausted young men came out.

The training ground was boiling again, and everyone stood up from their seats, waving all kinds of things in their hands.A group of students wearing the uniforms of the Telecommunication Department rushed into the arena and surrounded the winner the moment he walked out of the room, shouting indiscriminately.

Several Alphas struggled to separate from the crowd, and squeezed in front of the winning Beta, trying to express their love for him with various childish reasons.

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"It's crazy, isn't it?"

Yan Tong's attention was focused on the playing field, when he suddenly heard someone say something behind him, he turned around in surprise.

It's Gu Yue.

Gu Yue stepped over a step, sat down beside him, looked down at the chaotic arena below like him, and then said thoughtfully: "Last year, two or three Betas made it to the top 32, and then They have never lost their suitors throughout the year."

Yan Tong didn't know how to answer, so he remained silent.

However, Gu Yue seemed to never be able to chat to death, so he continued very naturally: "I seemed to be in my teens last year... If I'm lucky this time, I should be able to fight until the day after tomorrow—but they This year, it seems that only the top eight are going to be ranked.”

He said with a sigh.

Yan Tong was about to deal with it casually, but Gu Yue suddenly turned his head to look at him, his black eyes were full of seriousness and concentration.

"For the day after tomorrow, if—I mean, if I haven't been eliminated, can you come, Ziling? Can you sit in the first row and watch me?"

Gu Yue's deep black eyes were filled with an unprecedented brilliance, but he pretended to be relaxed and smiled, and continued: "If you can sit at the front and watch me, I think I should be able to perform better."

Yan Tong: "..."

This brother's flirting skills are almost at the same level as Patrick's - anyway, it is far beyond the immune range of Mo Ziling, an emotional idiot.

In order not to make people too miserable, he had no choice but to be very surprised on his face, and replied in a very, special, and extremely reluctant heart:

"Okay."

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Yan Tong knew that Gu Yue did not hesitate to use many methods such as selling miserably, attracting Alpha pheromones, pretending to be coercive, etc. to get him to watch the game, so he must have a plan; Conceit, or as promised.

Because the person who can finally engrave the name on the trophy was decided, the competition on this day was extremely fierce, and the enthusiasm of the audience was also extremely high-of course, another part of the reason was that because of being defeated by the mech combat department in the mech operation competition all the year round Abusive, several departments with players who reached the top [-] were particularly excited.

What's more, this year's number of awards is particularly small.

Gu Yue probably told someone specifically to reserve a seat for Yan Tong in the front row.

However, even so, Yan Tong's journey to watch the battle is still not very smooth.

——He first struggled to push aside the crowd crowded in the aisle amidst the cheers that almost knocked off the roof, and then he tripped over a promotional banner that fell on the ground from someone who didn’t know which department, and then rushed to the bathroom with another Beta bumped into his arms; when he finally found his seat with his messy hair, he received a lot of stares from the people around him.

Those white eyes, translated into human words, were obviously complaining that he had ruined such a good position.

Yan Tong didn't care much, raised his wrist to glance at the time displayed on the terminal, and after confirming that he hadn't missed Gu Yue's game, he bowed and sat in his seat.

After sitting down, he raised his eyes to look at the field - the two mechas were fighting in full swing, and the dome in the training room showed that the two sides were Alphas from the mech combat department. Yan Tong's name looked familiar, so it must be Patrick He mentioned it.

Yan Tong happened to be in a good mood recently, so he simply huddled in the seat Gu Yue left for him to enjoy the battle.

After all, it is the elite of the younger generation of the empire. The operation and awareness of both sides in this game far exceeded the average level of the previous few days.Yan Tong made a rough estimate based on the information he had access to. With the actual combat level of these two people, even if they were placed on a real battlefield, they would be able to handle them with ease.

The two sides of the game are indeed evenly matched.The fighting between the two mechas became more and more intense, and then the energy exhaustion alarms were issued successively within an interval of less than 0.2 seconds-seeing that the two pilots could only decide the victory by jumping off the mechas and fighting in the most primitive way Negative, one of the two stationary mechas suddenly moved!

With a soft beep, a line of words appeared on the dome of the training room.

[Backup bioenergy system activated. ]

So far, there is no doubt about the outcome.

——The so-called bio-energy system is to use the weak electric energy, thermal energy and chemical energy in the driver's body when the energy carried by the mecha is exhausted, to make the last blow before dying, and it is usually used to burn the core circuit of the mecha , to prevent mecha data from falling into the hands of the enemy.

This method was too bloody and tragic, so 50 years after the establishment of the empire, this system was completely disabled, and there were only a few reservations in places like the Guards and the First Fleet where lunatics gathered.

Because of this reversal, the auditorium exploded into a pot of porridge, as if everyone was shouting desperately, the referees were running around, and no one paid attention to the next game of Gu Yue——

Yan Tong sat quietly in his seat for a while, watching the brother who activated the bio-energy system being carried out, watching Gu Yue and the mecha of another student from the mech warfare department enter the arena, watching the bright lights on the dome. Counting down, still sitting with lowered eyes, like a cold and delicate porcelain doll.

Anyway, Gu Yue only let him sit here.

Gu Yue's luck this year was better than last year's. The opponent he drew was probably the worst among the sixteen, and he ended the battle without wasting any effort.

As the first student from a non-machine warfare department to be promoted to the top eight, the moment the referee announced the result, there was a deafening applause from the stands—most of them came from the other departments that were tortured by the machine warfare department, Yan Tong The students of their intelligence management department shouted especially loudly.

Gu Yue's bright silver mecha bowed towards the stands very gracefully.

Then, contrary to everyone's expectations, the bright silver mecha bowed, instead of leaving the stage, it walked towards the stands step by step.

The referees looked at each other, and finally decided to indulge the little vanity of the winner, and no one made a sound to stop it.

So the bright silver mech walked towards Yan Tong like this.

Yan Tong raised his head blankly, watching the mecha with the word "elegant" in everything from color to design to posture, walking towards him in a gentle manner, while the bright silver mecha walked on the road, Red roses are gradually blooming.

Everyone held their breath.

Even knowing that this is just the effect of 3D projection, when I saw this scene with my own eyes, the shock brought by it was still indescribable - the battlefield that was originally used for fighting has become a sea of ​​roses, and the red color of the roses is extremely pure. Yes, it is as bright as fire.

The elegant bright silver mecha walked in such a sea of ​​roses like smoke, fire, monsters, and gods, and then slowly, slowly walked in front of Yan Tong, and slowly, slowly touched the ground with one knee, Holding up a bouquet of pure white roses.

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Royal Palace.

Sheng Yingxian was still wearing the black windbreaker he usually wears, leaning against the window, casually and tiredly looking at the glass screen in front of him.The deep black sky outside the window is dotted with countless stars, which are reflected on the glass screen, dyeing the boring official documents on the screen with a sense of vastness and mystery.

He sighed, forced himself to focus, and returned his gaze to the documents.However, after a while, His Majesty the Emperor realized that he was just unconsciously staring at the reflection of the starry sky, so he decided not to torture himself anymore, and waved the Chancellor's report out of the screen.

Always restless.

Of course Sheng Yingxian knew why, so he decided not to take care of Lin Ze, the damned empire, tonight, and face his own problems head-on.

It happened that Arthur brought him a cup of tea at this time.

"Arthur," Sheng Yingxian raised his chin in the direction of the tea cabinet, signaling him to put the tea there, "I have something to think about, give me an hour, don't bother me or contact me."

Arthur put the teacup away, bowed and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Sheng Yingxian didn't reply, and after Arthur withdrew, he softly called out: "No, give me the chat box when I cut Yeluo."

During the half-second waiting to access the fast traveler forum, Sheng Yingxian lowered his head and silently thought, you'd better be online, brother dei—otherwise he wasn't sure when he would pick up this question next time.

In the next moment, the background of the empire star field map on the glass screen was replaced by the private chat interface of the fast traveler forum.

[Ye Jian someone said: Not enough memory bro? 】

Immediately a flash appeared on the opposite side.

[When Ye Luo falls: Not here, son. 】

Sheng Yingxian didn't even notice that he breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately wrote: 【Ask you something. 】

[Ye Luoshi: Ask. 】

[Ye Jianren also said: that...]

Sheng Yingxian was silent for a rare moment, and wrote:

【you】

【Yan Da】

【other】

Sheng Yingxian took a deep breath, and finally finished speaking in one breath: [Judging from his public records, many people think that his character is not good... Where do you fans like him? 】

Almost at the same time he sent this message, the other party replied unbearably:

[Son, I haven't seen you for a few days, why are you stuttering? 】

The two messages flashed into the chat box almost at the same time, and then Ye Luoshi obviously paused, and wrote another reply after a while: [Face, can't you? 】

Sheng Yingxian: "..."

He wanted to continue to ask Ye Luoshi's opinion on Yan Tong's unscrupulous fast-traveling style, but he didn't know which tendon was wrong when the words came to him, and he completely deviated from his original thoughts when he sent them out.

[Ye Jian someone also: Do ​​you have a photo? 】

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First Military Academy, Omega single dormitory, young master Mo Ziling's sea of ​​consciousness——

Yan Tong and Wu Ye looked at each other.

... Conscience of heaven and earth, he doesn't take selfies.