On the Possibility of Pets Dominating Interstellar

The first mecha class of Class A of the first grade was in the open field of the North District of the school. More than 60 people have obviously formed one small group after another.Several small groups tried to recruit the only girl, Xiwen, into the team, but they all failed.Xiwen went straight to Yu Sheng, and said with a smile, "Do you have a partner for practice later?"

Since that day, when Caesar held Yu Sheng's arm and announced the ownership, Yu Sheng thought that Xiwen would avoid him from now on, but he didn't expect Xiwen to be with Yu Sheng openly the next day as if nothing had happened. socialize.

Yu Sheng was also relieved by Xiwen's attitude. After all, he was also the first friend he made in this class. Of course it is good to continue to play happily.

"Hey, why is your little boyfriend here?" After getting closer, Xiwen realized that the person standing behind Yu Sheng was the boy he met at the school gate that day. Xiwen pretended to be ambiguous and teased Caesar, "Little My brother is so possessive, and he still wants to go to school with his boyfriend?"

Caesar stared at Xiwen, "I'm older than you."

"Ah? Impossible." Xiwen carefully observed Caesar's face in disbelief, "How old are you?"

"25."

"It's actually five years older than me!" Xiwen was astonished, "Sure enough, his face looks younger."

A few people were chatting, when it was time for class, a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard came to this side, and the students in Class A who were noisy just now suddenly quieted down.

"Students in the military academy don't know that they have to stand in line in class!" The mech teacher roared in anger, shaking the hearts of the freshmen, "Five! Four! Three! Two! One!"

The freshmen started to line up in a panic, and finally managed to form six rows when the teacher's countdown ended.

Caesar, who was standing six rows away, naturally fell into the eyes of the teacher.

"This classmate!" the mecha teacher said angrily, "Don't you understand what it means to stand in line?!"

Before Caesar could speak, Yu Sheng quickly stepped forward, "Teacher, Fan Er is my friend, he is not a student of this class, he just came to observe."

Immediately, the eyes of the whole class were focused on Yu Sheng and Caesar.

"Observe?" The Jijia teacher's voice was full of doubts, "Why didn't I know that Moose Military Academy allows students from other schools to attend?"

"Teacher, I have a license." Caesar took out a thin piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to the mech teacher.

The Jijia teacher scanned the contents of this paper, and roughly said that the child's school authorized him to follow his classmate Reeds to attend for seven days. The date starts from today, and the signature is the spiritual power of the vice principal, and there is no possibility of forgery. .

Although the mecha teacher wondered why the vice principal would agree to this request, he still compromised, "You are not qualified to drive a mecha during our training later, just stand by obediently and don't disturb the classroom order."

"Okay, thank you teacher." Caesar quietly stood aside.

There are 58 students in the class, [-] of them have their own mechas, only Yu Sheng and a chubby little fat man have empty necks.

The mecha teacher took out two mecha buckles from his pocket. The mini mecha on it looked old and bulky, "You two can only use the school ones. If you want to train your skills better, you still have to buy one yourself." A little better."

The little fat man took the mecha buckle in embarrassment, and said timidly, "Yes, teacher, I will buy it soon." Before class, he secretly looked at the mecha buckles on the chests of the students in Class A, one He is more beautiful than a high-end one, which makes him who lives a little poor feel ashamed.

Contrary to the little fat man, Yu Sheng took the mecha buckle graciously, and said thank you teacher without being humble, and didn't care about the whispers among his classmates, "I'm so poor that I can't even afford mechas".

After Yu Sheng officially started class, Caesar sat on the bench at the edge of the field, holding a rough core stone in his hand, and kept rubbing it in his palm.

He knew that Yu Sheng insisted on taking him to school because he was worried about him. Firstly, he wanted to put himself under his nose, and secondly, he wanted him to come to the school to feel the vigorous vitality and stop being depressed.

I just didn't expect to run into a wall with the vice principal in the morning. Outsiders are indeed not allowed to attend the courses of the Moose Military Academy. If Caesar hadn't stood up and said bluntly that he would not be able to steal it - because he has a disability, he would never be able to drive a mecha in his life Or fight, the vice-principal would not agree to Yu Sheng's request.

The slender strands of mental power overflowed from Caesar's fingertips like silk, and it would be impossible for people with excellent eyesight to see it.Fragile filaments that looked like they would break in the wind slowly penetrated into the core rough.

Caesar used his mental power to "see" the energy in this rough core stone, it wasn't too much, that is fifty 尐, but it was enough for Caesar to try to make a small mecha model.

On Caesar's lap, there is a beautiful and exquisite mini-mecha model, but it is still a clay sculpture without a soul, and what Caesar needs to do is to weave a soul for it.

One, two, three... Caesar's mental strength thread is too thin, and it is inevitable that it will be a bit difficult to extract energy, but under Caesar's strong control, he still managed to extract all fifty.

The mental force thread as thin as a cicada's wings is like a net, wrapping colorless and invisible energy in it, and moving towards the small mecha bit by bit.Sweat oozes from Caesar's forehead, flows down the skin to the neck, and soon wets Caesar's neckline, but Caesar doesn't notice it, he concentrates on sending everything into the little mech. On the small parts, according to my previous conception, the energy distribution is carefully laid out.

As long as there is a mistake in one place, it is all lost.

When the colorless energy was regularly arranged on every inch of the small mecha, Caesar finally breathed a sigh of relief, carefully pulled out his mental strength, and stretched out his hand to wipe away the sweat that was about to flow into his eyes.

"Young man, don't you want to try your work?" Caesar was taken aback by the sudden old man's voice, and when he raised his head, a gray-haired old man was looking at him with a smile. He didn't know when he stood beside Caesar.

Caesar keenly noticed that there were seven warriors standing less than ten meters away from the old man, wearing uniforms, who could be the old man's bodyguards.

"Why are you in a daze, young man?" There was a hint of anxiety in the old man's kind voice, "Quick, try it."

Caesar didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the old man's gourd, so he had no choice but to place the little mecha on the ground and activate it with mental power.

I saw that under the control of Caesar, the little mech was flexible in running and jumping, and even had a photon cannon weapon—it was just the water that Caesar poured in in advance.

After completing all the regular functions that real mechs can have, Nishizawa also deliberately tried his own innovative part-morphological transformation.

When the little mecha quickly and beautifully transformed from a human form into a leopard form, the old man's eyes lit up instantly, looking at Caesar like a person who hadn't eaten meat for ten years saw a piece of fat.