After all, young people's bodies can withstand the toss.
Coupled with the best medical care, Gossiu recovered quickly, and although Admiral Drost still hoped that he would be able to recuperate at home for a while, at Gossiu's strong request, he eventually recovered. He was still relieved, and reluctantly agreed that he would enroll at the prescribed time.
—On the premise of wearing a medical wristband, of course.
School day is coming soon.
Ge Xiu did not take the hover train of the Mecha School.
He was driven to the academy by the housekeeper of the Drost family, and because of a large number of formalities to go through, he directly missed the opening ceremony.
Under the arrangement of Admiral Drost, Ge Xiu successfully made a level transfer and was directly transferred to the second year of the mecha driving department.
Since there is no downturn, the requirements will naturally increase greatly.
His academic tasks this year will be twice as heavy as others, and he must pass the end-of-year test in order to continue to stay in the mecha driving department, otherwise he will be transferred back to his original academy.
Gossi has no objection to this.
After everything was done, the assistant robot took him to a path that was completely opposite to the direction of the Mecha Nursing Department—
At the end of the line of sight, stood a huge black building.
There is the heartland of the Federation's famous Mecha Academy, and it is the top palace that everyone who dreams of becoming a Mecha pilot is fascinated by.
The dark door sensed the person coming and slowly opened to both sides.
The area inside is astonishingly vast, and the eyesight is almost inexhaustible. It is completely covered by solid-color black metal, which has a low-key cold and heavy beauty.
The front seems to be a circular field for mecha training.
Dozens of young teenagers lined up on the edge of the ring field, all seeming to be quietly waiting for something.
Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.
He originally thought that his first contact would be a theoretical class, but he didn't expect... It's actually a practical class
Standing in front of the team is the class's instructor who teaches basic knowledge. He is a tall middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life and serious face. A deep scar runs from the side of his ear to the bridge of his nose.
He waved at Ge Xiu: "You came just in time."
Gossiu came closer.
Only then did he see that at the front of the academy column, several youths who looked more youthful seemed to be lining up to do something.
The mentor points to the end of the line:
"Let's go."
Ge Xiu calmly glanced at the front of the team - there seemed to be something flashing with a slight blue light, and the surrounding metal surface was plated with a layer of light blue, which looked rather strange.
He looked back and walked to the end of the line.
In this world, the secrecy of the structure and operation principle of the mecha is extremely well done, and it is almost difficult to find any useful information on the Internet.
And when Ge Xiu came to this world, the information transmitted to his mind was also very rough and general.
Iris Drost also doesn't care about mecha driving, and only wants to pursue love, which makes the mecha knowledge in his memory not only ambiguous, but also completely unorganized and summarized, just a little bit. A mass of loose sand - that's why he crashed just after driving the mecha out of the teleportation cabin, so that Ge Xiu, who came later, had to snatch the other people's mecha and leave.
Ge Xiu was also half-guess about the driving of the mecha. Based on his rich experience in dealing with machines before, he finally started the mecha with the pitiful little knowledge in Aerith's mind.
The team moved forward little by little.
Finally, Ge Xiu clearly saw the complete appearance of the instrument in front of the team-the instrument was like a huge replica of the spine connector in the mecha cab, and rows of small numbers flashed on the floating screen in front, leaping rapidly. moving.
The boy in front of him stepped onto the instrument.
With two slight mechanical sounds of "click", the spine connector covered up, but in just a few seconds, a new number appeared on the screen:
[Mental strength value: 76]
[Grade: Good]
The boy let out a sigh of relief as if relaxed, got off the instrument, and walked quickly into the team.
This time, there was no longer any obstruction between Gexiu and the instrument.
The blue light emitted from the screen hit his face unobstructed, and was reflected in the bottom of his dark eyes, like a light blue fireworks ignited in the darkness.
Ge Xiu narrowed his eyes and walked up slowly.
The slight sound of mechanical movement resounded behind his ears, and the cold touch came through the uniform of the academy, fitting into his spine one by one.
connection succeeded.
A few seconds passed, and the numbers on the screen flashed quickly, but there was no exact number like the student just now.
A minute has passed.
There was still no movement on the blue screen.
There was a commotion among the students waiting below, low whispers rang out in the crowd, and countless speculative gazes, either overt or dark, all stopped on Ge Xiu, who was standing on the instrument.
Although Ge Xiu's expression was still calm, there was a little confusion in his heart.
The instructor stepped forward quickly, looking for a malfunction of the machine.
He hadn't looked for a long time when the blue screen suddenly flashed, and a clear number appeared on it:
[Mental strength value: 0]
[grade:?]
The students who were waiting on the side were in an uproar, looking at each other in shock, murmuring in each other's ears.
"How is it possible?" "What happened?" "...I don't know"...
Even the instructor standing beside the instrument was confused.
This... how is that possible
The mental power value is understandable no matter how high or low, but it is absolutely impossible for the mental power to be 0! Unless the person is dead, it is impossible to have a brain wave reading of 0!
He asked Ge Xiu to come down, and randomly found a student to stand on.
In less than five seconds, the result appeared on the screen:
[Mental strength value: 81]
[Level: Excellent]
The instructor let the students go down, and let Gexiu stand back again.
This time the instrument reported much faster than when he stood up for the first time, and the index from the test quickly popped up on the screen:
[Mental strength value: 0]
[grade:?]
The instructor frowned in confusion. Now he didn't know what was going on.
A deliberately raised voice rang out abruptly in the crowd: "Maybe his dad did something to him again."
There was an uproar among the students.
Ge Xiu glanced in the direction of the voice.
—It was a slender blond boy with light blue eyes and a beautiful and delicate appearance, but with undisguised malice on his face, he stared at Ge Xiu who was standing on the instrument with schadenfreude.
Ge Xiu inexplicably felt that this person was a little familiar.
He rummaged around in Iris' memory and suddenly realized.
This boy's name is Percy Ayers, he is the only omega in the mecha piloting department. In his first grade, he pursued Igor, a genius pilot who was still in the second year of the mecha piloting department, but he was ruthlessly pursued. Refused, because he and Igor met much more often than Iris in different departments, so Iris was listed as the most competitive rival in love.
… it’s these erotic things again.
boring.
Ge Xiu looked back lazily.
After realizing that the other party did not react to what he just said, Percy's beautiful face twisted for a moment, but before he could continue to say anything, he was suppressed by the teacher's loud voice:
"Discipline! Discipline!"
No one questioned the majesty of the tutor, and the crowd soon quieted down.
"Maybe there is a problem with the instrument. I have contacted the students to check." The instructor frowned and said to the students in front of him with a serious face: "Now, the first-year student who just finished the mental strength test. Step forward, and you will have the first mech pilot in your life!"
Just as his voice fell, a huge door slowly opened on the dark wall beside him.
Several huge mechas flashing silver light appeared in front of everyone.
The faces of the freshmen were mixed with surprise and fear—they had dreamed of this moment since they applied for the mecha driving department, but what they did not expect was that this moment came so quickly.
They haven't started learning anything yet, and they don't know anything about mechas!
Is this drivable
The instructor raised an inexplicable smile: "I have always believed that learning must come from practice. It is better to let you try it yourself than to teach you a boring theoretical class, so that you will have a deeper impression."
The faces of the second graders present were tense, but there were gloating smiles in their eyes.
Obviously, they also experienced all this when they entered school.
The instructor turned his head and glanced at Ge Xiu, his expression suddenly frozen, he struggled for a while, and finally said: "That...you just wait by the side, wait until the instrument is repaired and re-tested before you drive for the first time. "
Ge Xiu nodded obediently.
There was a very soft sneer not far away - Ge Xiu didn't have to turn his head to know who it was.
His expression was light, and he watched the new students enter the mecha one by one without changing his face.
The roar of the mecha's activation sounded, but within a minute, the freshmen in the cockpit rushed out of it one after another. They stumbled out, their faces were pale and ugly, and they rushed to the scene with their crooked legs. Besides, he started to vomit while holding the trash can that had been prepared earlier.
Some freshmen didn't even stick to the sidelines, lying on the ground and starting to vomit.
There was unbridled laughter from the crowd.
The instructor's voice was as loud as a bell: "Did you see it! No matter whether your mental power is high or low, you are powerless in front of the mecha driving system! Without training, no matter how high your initial mental power is, you are still incompetent waste! Even the engine is incompetent. Can't bring it up."
And every freshman was blushing and could hardly raise his head in shame.
Ge Xiu frowned slowly, a trace of doubt flashed across his eyes.
He turned his head to look at the second-year student who was closest to him, and asked in a low voice, "Is this how everyone reacts when driving a mecha for the first time?"
The sophomore glanced at him and nodded.
Percy let out a sneer, with a mocking tone, and said yin and yang strangely: "What? Do you think you are better than them when you go up?"
Ge Xiu glanced at him indifferently, and then directly withdrew his gaze, not even bothering to waste time on him.
And his indifference angered Percy.
Percy's angry brows were raised, but in the next second, his eyes rolled, and a creepy smile appeared on his lips, and he suddenly raised his voice and said:
"Mr. Yost, our new classmates also want to experience the feeling of manipulating mechas."
Instructor Yost glanced over, and he frowned: "What?"
—Ge Xiu really wanted to try it.
Because he really wanted to figure out why he didn't have the same problem as these students when he was driving the mecha on the battlefield before.
Is the mecha model different
Ge Xiu nodded, with a harmless smile on his lips: "Yes, I really want to try."
Percy was stunned, and didn't seem to think that he would cooperate like this.
But Yost frowned: "No, this is the school's rules and regulations. Students who have not undergone mental testing are not allowed to drive mechas."
Ge Xiu pouted in disappointment.
But it doesn't matter, after all, after he enters this department, he will always have the opportunity to try to drive a mecha, and it will be a matter of time to figure out this puzzle—
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded above everyone's heads:
"Let him try."
It was a man's voice.
His voice was low, with a long-standing indifference, and a heavy pressure that was hard to ignore, making people subconsciously want to retreat or obey.
All the students present were stunned for a moment, and at the same time looked up in the direction from which the voice came.
Ge Xiu narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, his dark pupils looked unpredictable.
The whole venue is a huge circular arch, and the circular training ground is surrounded by a layer of observation deck. The light outside and inside the observation deck is dim, and only a figure sitting in the dark can be barely discerned—no one knows when he came, nor No one knows how long he watched there.
But Yost's reaction was the biggest.
His face suddenly turned ugly, and a clear fear flashed in his eyes.
Yost took a deep look at the direction the voice came from, then withdrew his gaze a little stiffly, and nodded at Ge Xiu.
His voice was a little unnatural:
"Let's go."