I have no pheromones, you smelled wrong

Lin Xu followed the guidance of the voice to relax his mental strength. His subconsciously closed eyes slowly opened after adapting. From the front window, he could see a wall of the empty equipment room, but his consciousness could receive the information sent by the mecha sensor system. a lot of information.

The heavy mechanical turning sound, the nuances of the four walls, and the changing gravity state, all the information is processed by the machine armor AI and turned into understandable values ​​and symbols, which are presented in the mind and the floating screen in front of the eyes.

"Lin Xu, if you feel that there is too much information, you can increase the level of AI assistance, and it will help you resolve unnecessary information."

Lin Xu shook his head, adapted to the stream of information that kept popping up, and did not make any changes to the AI ​​assistance settings.

Heinrich could share vision with Lin Xu, but he couldn't share consciousness information. Seeing that Lin Xu's expression returned to normal, he didn't say anything.

When Lin Xu proposed that he wanted to learn mechas, Heinrich did not have any doubts at all. Driving a mecha requires strong mental strength and physical fitness, and Lin Xu...

At least, the mental power level recorded on his identity information is D.The minimum standard for recruiting mech masters in the Imperial Military Academy is B, and the mecha masters who can really complete the training in the end and go to the battlefield are basically at A level.

But Heinrich did not refuse Lin Xu's request. First, Lin Xu rarely asked him, and second, he personally taught Lin Xu. If there was any deviation in the process, he could stop at any time.

A low-level driver might not even be able to complete the mecha launch operation, but he didn't want to disappoint Lin Xu, so he didn't take him on the real mecha from the beginning.In "Xinghai", anyone can make this giant metal monster move, and Lin Xu can at least experience the joy of flying in a mecha.

Will he be happy, will he laugh?

"Where are you going next?" Lin Xu asked.

Heinrich withdrew from his thoughts and collected himself, "In "Star Sea", there are social squares, and there are also separate mission dungeons and real-life battles. Where do you want to go?"

Lin Xu didn't hesitate: "Fight."

Lin Xu has changed from a civilian administrator to a combatant in the last days. No one knows better than him that actual combat is the best way to hone his skills.

"it is good."

Heinrich had never received the progressive mecha education model of an orthodox military academy, and all his skills were obtained by fighting under artillery fire. He didn't think there was any problem with Lin Xu asking for a battle as soon as he came up.

He submitted an automatic matching application for a two-player match to the system.

"You useless thing, you can miss the light energy cannon with automatic aiming, what use are you for? Go out and don't say that you are my son of Pullman!"

Little Pullman covered himself and was hit violently on the head by his father, trying to defend himself: "Dad, the other party has interference equipment, and the accuracy of automatic aiming has dropped!"

"Then you don't know how to use manual aiming as an aid? Let me tell you, the situation you will encounter on the real battlefield is much more complicated than that in "Star Sea." Pullman's projection folded his arms in the cockpit and cursed, "Three years in the military academy Learning is for nothing?"

Little Pullman quit the dungeon with a sigh. He just wanted to play a game to relax when he came home from vacation, but his general father stared at him for extra training.

At this time, a battle invitation popped up in the game system, and Little Pullman was about to raise his hand to close it, but his father stopped him.

Pullman stared straight at the screen name of the invited player, and murmured: "Destroyer Dragon and Unnamed sent an invitation to a two-player battle, do you accept it?"

Little Pullman watched helplessly as his father grabbed his hand and poked the accept button.

"Dad, this is a two-person battle!"

"I saw it." Pullman glanced at his silly son, "Quickly invite me to partner with you."

"No, I mean, is it right for the two of us to hit someone?" said Pullman Jr.

Although being scolded by the old Pullman all day long, the account of the little Pullman, Silver Moon Sword, ranks high on the overall ranking list of "Star Sea", and the old Pullman rarely logs in to his account these years, but he himself is a member of the third legion senior General, with rich combat experience.

Destroying the giant dragon... Little Pullman has never heard of this name. I am afraid that he is just an ordinary player. If the Pullman and his son team up, wouldn't he be abused?Little Pullman's sense of game morality made him want to sternly refuse - after all, filling ammunition and repairing mechas in "Star Sea" are very expensive, and he is very worried about his opponents.

Pullman snorted coldly: "You weren't born when the Destroyer Dragon dominated the rankings, but he didn't continue to play for decades, so the ranking dropped to the bottom. I guess he is already an elite force in the imperial army. .”

"so?"

"Why do you think your father was ranked No. [-] in the rankings back then? But I have been sharpening my sword for three years and wanted to come back. The Destroyer Dragon has long since stopped playing "Xinghai". I never thought I would see it again today." Pullman said with emotion After landing in their own mecha, the scene in front of the two of them changed, and they fell into a boundless desert.

"Why is he back?"

"I don't know, maybe..." Pullman glanced at the two mechas on the opposite side through the mecha binoculars. Among them, the driver is an unnamed silver-white mecha. Different metallic colors, "Perhaps, he is also taking care of his son."

Pullman's tone of feeling that the years make people grow old immediately turned into a maniacal laugh in the next second: "The kid on the other side is still a novice and dares to fight?"

Little Pullman looked at the silver-white mecha's limbs moving crookedly, obviously unable to control even the most basic mecha's movements, so he fell silent for a while.

"Okay, son, go and play with the kid on the opposite side for a while, I'm going to find my old opponent!" After saying that, Pullman's fiery red mecha launched and soared into the sky. To the black and white mecha that destroys the dragon.

The sound of gunfire interrupted Heinrich from explaining to Lin Xu that he had randomly chosen the name of the Second Secondary School. His voice paused in Lin Xu's consciousness for a moment, and soon returned to normal.

"Lin Xu, the gravity of the sand sea scene is 1.5 times the normal gravity. You may feel strenuous. If you can't bear it, turn on the external anti-gravity thruster. Slowly move your limbs and feel the corresponding state of limb movement and mech action. , after the mental power is connected, you can directly control the weapon with your consciousness."

The battle has begun.

Pullman saw that the black and white mech changed the arm of the mecha to the shield defense mode at the moment the shell hit, even faster than in the past. Obviously, he did not miss the mecha training at all. Intensive artillery fire was fired between the armors, trying to draw the destroying dragon away from Never Named, and have a solo battle.

A few yaw shells landed on Lin Xu's mecha, causing the silver-white mecha, which was already unsteady to stand, to sit on the ground, raising billows of smoke and yellow sand, and the four suns in the sky scorched the ground hot.

"I'll go and deal with him." Heinrich's voice was a little more sullen, "You need to get used to it for a while."

The black and white mecha instantly ignited a blue tail flame, and followed Pullman's trajectory.

Pullman, who was sent by Pullman to deal with the unnamed boy, walked up to the silver-white mecha sitting on the ground, looked at the initial blue light in the eyes of the silver-white mecha, and always felt that the person sitting in the cockpit was an inexperienced child. Once he landed, his unreliable father took him to a high-level battle, and his heart softened a lot.

The dark blue mecha bent down and reached out to the silver mecha, as if trying to help him up in a friendly way.

In the next second, a beam of high-energy rays shot out from the cannon on the chest of the silver-white mecha. Even though the dark blue mecha quickly opened its shield, it was still sent flying a hundred meters away by the energy wave, creating a huge crater of human nature in the Gobi. Little Pullman's eyes were black.

Afterwards, Lin Xu slowly controlled the mech to stand up, glanced at the attack display on the floating screen, and was stunned for a moment.He was just thinking about how there would be such a silly kid who extended a hand of friendship to his opponent on the battlefield, wouldn't he be afraid of being bombarded by light?

The next moment, the LH798 high-energy ray beam was activated and shot at the opponent with maximum power.

"Don't be afraid, it's the mecha that has detected your tendency of consciousness. Lin Xu, concentrate, you can control the state of the weapon according to your own will."

Heinrich breathed a lot faster as he spoke. The battle in the sky was extremely fierce. The naked eyes could only see clusters of fires emitting black smoke and light energy weapons that penetrated the smoke from time to time. The metal shell reflects the stars.

Lin Xu divided the spiritual domain into two parts, and only connected the part that controls the battle with the mecha. His object control ability has the attribute of the spiritual department. It's not difficult for him.

Heinrich has S-level mental power and extremely high combat talent, and he never finds it difficult to concentrate his attention.

But Pullman Jr. didn't think so.

After recovering from the concussion and dizziness, he soon thought of the mental manipulation disorder caused by the distraction of the mech pilot. Beginners will face this problem. Even in the top dark blue military academy in the empire, the best mecha master reserve It will take a week for students to adapt to mental manipulation at the fastest.

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