Helping an O or something casually was just a small episode in Ans Aier's life, and he ignored it without paying much attention to it.
In the nearest college, there is a grand event coming -
College ranking battle.
The scope is an event that the entire college, regardless of grade or department, can participate in. If you can become the first, it will be a supreme honor, and the college will also distribute generous rewards.
The last time he got first place in the school was Albert.
However, students in the mecha production department generally do not participate in this matter, and most of them are weak in combat.
Occasionally, a small number of students from the mecha production department who have developed both intellectually and physically can participate. However, due to the different selection of professional subjects, it often happens that they are not as good as those fighting madmen from the actual combat department.
Speaking of which, the rules for this ranking battle are a bit strange. The Academy will throw them to a remote planet and then hunt the Zerg. The more they kill, the higher their level will be, and the more points they will get. When you finally reach the finish line, whoever has the highest points will be the winner this time.
As for the strange thing, it’s because the academy does not restrict team participation this time. In other words, it is completely possible for two people to form a team together and then hunt the Zerg. The final score is calculated based on the average score of the two people.
This approach has both advantages and disadvantages, and it depends on the student's own choice.
Because of this incident, Ansel has received many invitations recently, and they all want to gain favor for the future mecha master.
To put it simply, I just want to take him away.
Even Rowan awkwardly asked him if he wanted to participate.
Ans Ayer rejected all the other people he was not familiar with. As for Rowan's invitation, he was hesitant. He really wanted to compete, but he felt that he couldn't compete for three seconds or something, which was really holding his friends back.
Moreover, the dangers of ranked battles must be carefully considered, as many people have lost their lives due to this in the past years. Although the academy must have detected in advance whether there are any dangers that students like them cannot deal with, after all, they are facing real Zerg, and they will not show mercy to you like the students during the competition.
"Ans, long time no see."
Familiar voice. Ansel, who was in deep thought, looked up and saw Albert, whom he had not seen for a long time, appearing in front of him.
"Senior..." He was slightly surprised, "It's been a long time."
"I took a leave before because I had something to deal with at home." Albert explained with a smile.
"Senior, did you come to see me for something?" Ans Aier nodded in understanding and asked.
It seems like Albert wants to see him for something? Do you want to help repair the mecha
"Yes. Do you want to participate in this ranking battle?" Albert nodded in affirmation of Ans Al's inquiry.
"Still considering it... Speaking of which, I really want to participate..." Ans Aier sighed.
"If you want to participate, can I invite you to form a team with me?" The top master of the academy invited him seriously, and I'm afraid someone else would have agreed long ago.
"Although I really want to agree, my strength is really poor, and I'm worried that it will hold back the seniors." Ans Aier looked at Albert in surprise and told the truth.
Albert seemed to have heard something funny. He smiled and shook his head: "If your strength is not bad, then there are probably not many people in the academy who are not bad."
"Are you right? The mysterious candidate E190ff is known as the strongest freshman."
"It was a fluke that I beat the senior, and my physical fitness level is only F..." Ans Aier was not surprised that Albert knew about this matter, after all, he was one of the parties involved.
"We still have to use this method..." He seemed to sigh helplessly, and Albert's eyes changed.
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After saying goodbye to Albert who was leaving, Ans Aier was still a little confused as to why he suddenly agreed to form a team with Albert.
But it's too late to regret now. Since I have agreed, so be it.
He could only say sorry to his friend Rowan who was still waiting for his reply.
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In a forest on Beta Star
Ansel, who had a scoring number plate hanging on his body, was walking cautiously, holding a beam gun in his hand.
A full month has passed since the ranking battle began.
A month ago, these participating students were dropped on this planet by the academy's spaceship, and then they began the competition to kill the Zerg.
The Zerg on this planet are said to be the legacy of the recent battle between Marshal Miriam and the Imperial Army against the Zerg here. Because most of the Zerg have been wiped out and are not too dangerous, they are just used by the academy to practice their skills for students like them.
In the past month, Ans Aier saw many Zerg. Without exception, those Zerg races were all very strange and ugly, which was almost the same as what he had read in the book.
Since there was a great master of the academy by his side, the Zerg he encountered were basically wiped out after Albert raised his hand, leaving Ans Al with no chance to take action.
Ans El was a little bothered at first by sitting back and enjoying the results without doing anything. Later, he got used to being numb. It’s okay if he’s not used to it. After all, he can’t say anything to Albert about leaving a few for me...
He thought that in this ranking battle, he could only be a salted fish waiting to die next to the great master, but it turned out that he thought too much.
Not long ago, he was separated from Albert due to an accident. Being a roadie, it was completely out of the blue for him to find Albert in this dense forest.
Under such circumstances, Ansel had no choice but to walk out of the forest on his own.
He had already encountered dozens of waves of Zerg attacks - such a high frequency of encounters almost made Ansel feel like someone was controlling him from behind, and it would not be easy to survive.
Now he was in a very bad situation. Not only was the energy of the beam gun in his hand about to run out, but even the mecha could not be used a second time in the short term because it had just been used.
If he encounters the Zerg again... Ans Aier is unsure. Probably after the last energy of the beam gun is used up, he will become the Zerg's meal.
The mecha can no longer be used. His body has reached its limit. If he uses it forcefully, his own body will collapse before the Zerg kills him.
Just when he was praying not to encounter Zerg again, rustling sounds came from the tall trees nearby.
Ansel's nerves suddenly became extremely tense.
Sure enough, several ferocious-looking Zerg crawled out of it...
Facing the few Zerg in front of him, Ansel smiled bitterly.
It’s really a desperate situation…
Before the Zerg could get close, he quickly aimed at the ones on the right. The energy beam of the beam gun instantly destroyed the Zerg's hard carapace. The Zerg struggled for a few times and then stopped moving. The other few took the opportunity to crawl over.
Without hesitation, Ansiel rolled to the left, successfully dodging the sharp forelimbs of the Zerg.
The delicate skin was scratched raw by the rough ground, but Ansiel had no time to pay attention to it. He immediately got up and fired quickly at the remaining four Zerg.
Three of them were killed very smoothly, but when it came to the last one, the energy of the beam gun happened to be exhausted.
Facing the sharp claws of the Zerg, Ansel could only bite the bullet and use the beam gun to block it.
Sparks almost flew out from the friction between the metal and the Zerg's claws. The hardness of the two seems to be about the same.
However, under the huge strength of the Zerg, Ansel was suppressed to the point where he was almost unable to move. However, he saw that the other forelimb of the Zerg had been raised and was about to slide down towards him.
Almost subconsciously, Ansel let go of the energy-depleted beam gun and dodged the attack in embarrassment.
"Clang-" That was the sound of the beam gun landing.
The Zerg put aside the beam gun and crawled towards him.
Desperate situation, real desperate situation... He had no way to deal with that Zerg.
The sickle of death hung high above his head, as if it was about to harvest his soul at the next moment.
Almost desperate, Ansel gritted his teeth and was about to summon the mecha. Even if the body collapses, it is better than being eaten by the Zerg.
It's just that I'm a little bit unwilling... I'll never see that person again...
The eyes hidden in the bushes were also paying close attention to this scene. They even clenched their hands and prepared their bodies for action. They were ready to rescue people from the claws of the Zerg at the next moment.
Ansel was not given a chance to summon the mecha. When he encountered a danger that could threaten his life, the consciousness hidden in his body emerged again.
The despicable and weak low-level Zerg race actually tried to harm me! The scarlet in Ans Aier's eyes had completely spread, and his purple eyes once again transformed into scarlet vertical pupils, filled with crazy murderous intent.
That is the uncontrollable anger of a person in a high position after his pride and bottom line are offended by a person in a lower position.
The huge coercion and murderous intent suppressed the low-level Zerg that was not very intelligent and trembled.
Almost instantly, the curious-looking low-level Zerg was wiped out by Ans Ayr.
After taking care of this reckless insect, 'Ans Aier's frown relaxed, and the anger boiling in his heart subsided slightly.
"The other little bug is still hiding in the woods, no need to hide anymore, come out." 'He' looked at the woods beside him, his red vertical pupils showed a cold and sharp luster, and his voice was as cold as Unmelting ice and snow.
Albert walked out of the woods on the side, his eyes full of enthusiasm.
Looking at the cold and contemptuous 'Ans Ayer' in front of him, Albert knelt on one knee with great respect, like a medieval knight, as if he was about to kiss the queen's delicate fingers in the next moment.
"Her Majesty the Queen, your people, hereby congratulate you on your complete awakening!" His expression was pious and respectful, and only the figure of 'Ans Ayer' was left in his blood-colored vertical pupils.
"My humble servant..." The queen looked at him condescendingly, and suddenly frowned, a little dazed in her expression. 'He' couldn't help raising his hand and pressing his forehead.
"Her Majesty the Queen..." Albert's face changed, his eyes worried. He wanted to step forward to help her, but was afraid of offending the queen and making him angry.
"Uh, senior? What's going on?" With a pair of magnificent and strange red vertical pupils open, Ansel frowned and asked Albert in front of him.