intoxicating

——Weapon Assembly——

After leaving school, Gong Lingxi came to a bar.

The bar is not far from the school, and the overall environment is not that chaotic. Gong Lingxi has also been to Monk Liu once or twice, but it is still a torture for those who like quiet.

Across the dance floor, Gong Lingxi easily found someone, but he didn't go over immediately, the other party seemed to be in some trouble.

Yu Qiao was also very depressed. He was easily misunderstood, but he didn't see that his little friends were all here. Why did everyone lean towards him and ignore his little friends.

After fending off another person who tried to tease him, Yu Qiao picked up the wine glass, the ice cubes collided, and the wine was amber-like in color. "It's rare to come here, don't you want a drink?"

"coming."

Yu Qiao turned her head and saw a person walking this way, she got up and said with a smile, "I have found a rescuer, come, have a drink with me, today I will treat you."

Before Gong Lingxi could refuse in the future, she was led by Yu Qiao to sit down, "What to drink?"

"I'll let it go."

"Can't drink?" Yu Qiaoqi asked.

"Alcohol can cloud judgment."

Yu Qiao knew that the project Gong Lingxi participated in, the weapon assembly, really tested the dexterity and judgment of the hands, but that was all for tomorrow, and the alcohol would have been metabolized by then.

"I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

Yu Qiao is also going to participate in the selection, and it is the information warfare that most tests brain and spiritual power, and the error tolerance rate is even smaller than Gong Lingxi's weapon assembly.

"I'll just drink juice."

Seeing Gong Lingxi's insistence, Yu Qiao stopped persuading her, but instead asked about the selection, "I didn't sign up for the individual competition. I thought I could see you and Xiyou's battle."

"Individual competition?" Gong Lingxi poked her head out, her eyes fell on Zuo Xiyou who was beside Yu Qiao.

It was only then that Zuo Xiyou seemed to have seen Gong Lingxi's existence, and replied, "Individual competition."

"Individual competition."

Gong Lingxi's tone seemed to have some meaning, Yu Qiao couldn't help asking, "Why, regret it?"

"You're wrong, the battle doesn't have to be in an official game."

"But only in the official game can you experience the tension, the oppression brought by the audience, the oppression of the venue, and the psychological pressure of oneself."

Gong Lingxi drank the juice and did not comment on it, but he knew that the trembling from his fingers could not be faked, and his spiritual power was unprecedentedly abundant and active.

Then, the two chatted about the interesting things that happened recently. When the bar was getting more and more crowded, and the time was pointing to ten o'clock in the evening, two shaky figures came out of the bar, followed by another person.

The car stopped at the entrance of the hotel, Zuo Xiyou sent people back to the room, this is a double room, during the selection period, Zuo Xiyou and Yu Qiao lived here temporarily, but Zuo Xiyou did not take a bath and rest, but walked out of the room, and go downstairs.

Outside the door, the hover car had already left, and there was only a figure standing there, looking up at the starry sky. When he got closer, the man turned his head and smiled at him.

"Let's go."

In the school dormitory, Huajian got up from the bed, took a sip of water, and stood in front of the window. The light outside had already dimmed, and the moonlight was exceptionally clear. Even if he didn't turn on the light, he could still know that there was no one in the opposite bed.

Turn on the smart brain, and the time shows one o'clock in the morning.

His roommates are extremely regular, never sleepovers off campus, and don't have girlfriends.

It's unusual for this point in time not to come back.

Huajian doesn't want to pry into other people's privacy too much, but he doesn't think about some things, and his mind will automatically perceive them, such as the roommate who was too excited before going out, or the corner of the roommate's upturned mouth, and it is not the same as usual the sound of.

This is not like a date between a man and a woman. If it was a date, he would be more cramped, overwhelmed, and perhaps more flat.

It's not like meeting a friend. If it's a friend, the joy should be more frank, not excited.

"Click." The door lock opened, and his roommate came back, with Yelu on his body, and faint fatigue.

"You haven't slept yet?" Gong Lingxi was surprised.

"just woke up."

Then Hanama put down the teacup, lay back on the bed, and continued to sleep.

He's the type to fall asleep easily, even though the mental perception is still going on, and the sound of water coming from the shower, he still fell asleep within 3 minutes.

Early the next morning, the trials were in full swing.

Students from various colleges gathered here, including many of Gong Lingxi's middle school classmates and old acquaintances, Han Yichen and Zheng Haoxuan were also among them, but they were participating in mecha battles, and they were not in the same venue as Gong Lingxi, just in the competition Before, Han Yichen came to him and said hello.

As soon as Han Yichen left, Wan Xiaoyi came over again, which surprised Gong Lingxi for a while, and then asked, "What project are you participating in?"

Thinking of the project that the other party is good at, Gong Lingxi already has a guess in her heart.

Wan Xiaoyi scratched his head, then pointed to the sign not far away, "If the old man didn't force me to come, I wouldn't want to come either."

"It seems that we are opponents..." Gong Lingxi stretched out her hand.

Wan Xiaoyi's eyes widened, "Are you also a weapon assembler?" After speaking, he stretched out his hand stiffly, shook it and then put it down.

The two walked a few steps forward, and Wan Xiaoyi seemed to have just recovered, and asked anxiously, "I remember that you are not good at personal combat? Why do you come to assemble weapons?" Then suddenly, he said to himself, " Oh, by the way, you are now a student of the Weapons Department, which is incredible."

Back then, Gong Lingxi didn't show any interest in firearms, not only that, but even mechas, which everyone was keen on, were mediocre.

But just when Wan Xiaoyi and Jiang Hong thought that Gong Lingxi would enter the history department or the music department, Gong Lingxi made a choice that surprised everyone, weapon design, and now he is really admitted to the Royal Academy weapons department.

Looking at the figure walking ahead, Wan Xiaoyi felt as if he had been separated for the first time.

Wan Xiaoyi didn't look away until he saw the weapons placed on the stage, but he could tell the model, age, bullet bore and other information of these weapons with just a glance. As far as B is concerned, it is a piece of cake.

Not only Wan Xiaoyi, but many people around were looking at the weapons on the stage, guessing the purpose of these weapons in their minds, and then looking at their opponents.

Not everyone can come to participate in the competition. First, they have to go through the screening of the school and select a few students with outstanding performance.

Take the Royal Academy where Gong Lingxi works as an example, the number of places is fixed, and the selection criteria is based on usual performance, so in the first year of the weapons department, only two people were selected, Gong Lingxi and Zhang Zihong.

Originally, Huajian was also considering it, but he gave up the opportunity himself, and instead participated in the imitation battle of alien beasts with an unlimited number of people.

Zhang Zihong had seen Gong Lingxi a long time ago, and his mood was very complicated. During the entrance examination, he was kicked out before the competition started, and the silent Gong Lingxi became the final winner.

Of course there is a factor of strength in it, but it's not just strength. Zhang Zihong figured it out clearly that without Hua Jian's recovery, Gong Lingxi would never have the chance to implement that plan.

Huajian, this is a name that makes him unhappy.

On the one hand, due to the identity of the other party, Zhang Zihong had no choice but to please the other party. On the other hand, he also had resentment in his heart. Since Hua Jian was able to recover, there was still a way to avoid the control of Yong Ye Hua. A bunch of people left there to fend for themselves.

This might just be an accident, Zhang Zihong considered this possibility, but after enrolling, another piece of news reached his ears.

The No. [-] and No. [-] weapons department are not only good at cooperating, but also have the possibility of synchronization. They are really the best partners.

That's right, they must have known each other a long time ago. Synchronization cannot be achieved in a day or two. It needs to work together and understand each other.

They had a plan long ago, but they didn't tell anyone. It's really a deep city and a meticulous plan.

"There are still few people here..." Huang Jiang squeezed out from the crowd and waved to Zhang Zihong.

He wasn't selected, so he didn't come to the game, but a pure bystander.

Zhang Zihong looked back, and at some point, the way he came from was already full of people, pouted, Zhang Zihong asked, "Where is it?"

"For those who participated in the individual competition, the venue is already packed."

Unlike other competitions, the individual competition does not have too many restrictions. As long as you are a student, even if you have a student card from the music department, you can still sign up.

"They are all people who are beyond their control..." Zhang Zihong sneered, "I don't even think about who they are going to face."

"Who?" Huang Jiang was puzzled, but Zhang Zihong's mind improved, and he kept saying things he couldn't understand.

"Seniors and sisters who entered school several years earlier than us."

Huang Jiang still didn't understand, "But don't you also want to compete with seniors and sisters?"

"Can it be the same?" Zhang Zihong really didn't want to explain every sentence, "The 11-year level gap cannot be made up by the brain."

A player from the second world is facing a player who has just entered the world and can't use his abilities. If anyone says that such a gap can be made up by IQ, Zhang Zihong really has to doubt that person's IQ, is he drinking milk in the nursery? Empty.

"The game has begun."

"Let's go, let's go."

A few people hurried past in the distance and plunged into the crowded flow of people.

Compared with the bustle next door, this place seems a little deserted. The people who come here basically belong to the weapon department, but not everyone from the weapon department will come. The students in the upper grades basically have their own affairs, and the students in the lower grades come. Several dials, also in twos and threes, but this year's freshmen came the most.

As the competition started next door, a teacher appeared on the stage with a microphone in his hand, "Good morning, everyone, welcome to participate in this selection competition. Next, I will read the rules. The first round is limited time assembly. Within a limited time, the distributed weapon parts must be assembled and 60% completed, which is considered qualified, and now please return to your respective positions and prepare for the competition."

Each participating student has a workbench with the student's name on it.

After everyone stood up, the teacher said again, "Everyone, please press the first button on the left."

With the sound of an order, the workbench opened, revealing the internal weapon parts, Wan Xiaoyi glanced, and already had a general idea.

The parts are scattered, and there is more than one weapon. For novices, it is difficult to combine one weapon, let alone several weapons, but here are all outstanding students selected by the school.