When the little girl returned to the simulator, Ye Wushuang moved quietly and walked behind Sun Feifei and asked in a deep voice, "Is this fat man more powerful than Xiaoyue in manipulating the mecha?"
Sun Feifei still didn't give Ye Wushuang a good face: "Nonsense, one of the top ten in the formal academy, and one is just the top ten in the preparatory class. Although the little girl delayed the time to enter the formal academy because of insufficient money, the result of this game , It was destined from the beginning."
Ye Wushuang's expression dimmed, and he asked Sun Feifei again with some caution: "If I fail, will it have any impact?"
"Naturally has an impact." When Feifei Sun said this sentence, she saw that Ye Wushuang's complexion immediately began to change. Not understanding why his complexion changed, she still said according to her own thinking: "If you lose, , It will definitely affect your mood, brat, have you ever seen anyone who loses something and looks happy?"
"Uh." Ye Wushuang was in a daze. Before, he thought that losing the game would have any impact on himself. In that case, he could not do anything after the game, but now he heard Sun Feifei say that he was just unhappy when he lost. , Ye Wushuang's mood became more relaxed.
The little girl is still young, even if she is very upset, as long as Lin Lan or Sun Feifei, or even go up and coax her for a while, she will surely be able to make her laugh.
"It's started!" Sun Feifei suddenly exclaimed, interrupting Ye Wushuang's thoughts about going on.
Ye Wushuang craned his neck, looked at the screen on the machine for several times, then touched Feifei Sun next to him a few times and asked, "Is that a simulated confrontation?"
After hearing this, Sun Feifei looked back at him for several times before frowning and said, "You... how do you look like an idiot."
Ye Wushuang was silent, knowing that he must have asked another question that everyone knew. Maybe only people like me who have never seen mecha confrontation would ask such a question. I can only blame myself for being here for a short time, and I really see too little of the world.
"Eh!" Ye Wushuang sighed heavily in his heart, but he sighed, but he heard two sighs of varying degrees in his ears.
When he looked up, he realized that the little girl had already lost to the fat man in such a short time, and two sighs came from Lin Lan and Sun Feifei.
When Ye Wushuang was about to go with Sun Feifei to comfort the little girl, the fat man who won the battle shamelessly stretched his waist and glanced at Ye Wushuang indifferently and said, "Hey, it's so weak and pitiful. Poor people, what mechs are you playing, and the right way is to go back to farm honestly."
"You..." The little girl wasn't in a bad mood at first, but after the fat man said that, her small face flushed red, as if she wanted to refute the fat man's words, but she didn't know how to speak. After the little mouth pursed aggrievedly, her eyes kept flashing, as if she was about to cry.
Seeing the little girl look like this, the fat man was obviously in a good mood. He curled his mouth and reverted to the previous look of scorn, staring at the little girl and said arrogantly: "Why, still not convinced?"
"You fart enough today." The fat man's voice just fell, and Ye Wushuang had already stood where the little girl stood just now. He didn't talk nonsense to this guy at all, and Ye Wushuang started in the simulator. Fiddle with it.
Everyone present was obviously a little surprised by Ye Wushuang's actions.
After the scene was silent for a long while, only Sister Lin Lan saw Ye Wushuang's clumsy appearance. Thinking of Ye Wushuang's ignorance, the little girl silently rolled her eyes before turning back, carefully showing Ye Wushuang which button to play what role.
Sun Feifei immediately seemed to have discovered a new world.
She felt that this time she finally found an excuse to ridicule Ye Wushuang. She curled her mouth and said with a heartless smile: "It turns out, you stinky kid never played a simulator!"
These words were loud enough to be heard by everyone in this area. Most people have already recognized the fat man. For the top ten guys in the Mecha Academy, quite a few people still paid enough attention and enthusiasm.
At this moment, I heard that the fat man was going to fight against someone who had never touched a simulator before, and those who had nothing to do with him couldn't help but curiously surround him.
The fat man obviously heard Sun Feifei’s voice. From the gap, he saw that Ye Wushuang was groping for those buttons a little bit. He couldn’t help but jump his feet. He actually agreed to fight against this guy who didn’t understand anything. No matter you win or lose, you don't have much glory on your face.
If you win, you will say that you are the top ten master. It is only natural to defeat a newcomer. If you lose, you will lose too much face.
Such a theory is very clear to everyone.
"I will definitely not lose, such a clumsy guy, how could I lose." His heart was frustrated for a while, and the fat man turned to comfort himself.
This simulator is actually the same as the official mecha. The functions of the buttons are not far apart. The difference is that the actual mecha is a real thing, while the simulated mecha is just a virtual body composed of a piece of data. In essence, if the emulator plays well, you will definitely be able to come into contact with official mechas in the future.
"That kid, are you alright, don't let people wait too long?" A shrill voice suddenly rang from the crowd of onlookers.
The fat man turned his head and saw that the speaker was short in stature, had a narrow face, and looked very insignificant. The fat man reminisced slightly before remembering that this wretched guy had a very interesting name, Wang Shuai.
This Wang Shuai was obviously helping the fat man to speak, and Ye Wushuang could also hear it.
But at this time, he just figured out what the buttons do. After a little familiarity, he ignored the calls and noises of others, but asked Feifei Sun: "Feifei, how should I choose a simulated mecha? Should you choose a melee fighter or a long-range attack fighter?"
"Of course it is the mech that chooses long-range attack." Feifei Sun gave him a white look. "Have you not seen it? Now who still uses melee mechas, long-range attack mechas, only a few beams of light cannons can make melee combat. The mecha bombarded and turned into scum!"
Ye Wushuang remained unmoved. After pondering for a while, he turned his head and asked Sun Feifei: "Then since the Melee Light Armor is so weak, why should there be Angstroms?"
"Uh..." Feifei Sun was stunned. It is estimated that she had never thought about such a problem, or that the so-called melee series of mechas were just as powerful as the long-range attack mechas. But when everyone uses long-range attack mechas, is it necessary for melee mechas to exist as a foil
In the silence of several people, Lin Lan pondered for a moment and said: "Because melee mechas have a glorious and long history of combat. Many years ago, the entire mecha world was the world of melee mechas. At that time, each The divisions who choose melee mechas have a unique set of methods against long-range mechas. According to the "Mecha History Book" records, in a long time ago, people who chose mechas would choose melee type, long-range attack mechas. , At that time it was just as an accompaniment."
Sun Feifei was dumbfounded when she listened, and then she hurriedly asked Lin Lan: "Is there a "Mecha History Book"? Why haven't I heard of it."
Lin Lan smiled slightly and said: "Although it is impossible for me to become a mecha fighter, I have learned more about the history of mecha because of Aria. It was also by chance that I borrowed this from someone else. Seen in this book."
"How is this possible!" Feifei Sun yelled, and immediately defended her anxiously: "Then Lin Lan, if long-range attack mechas existed as companions long ago, then why are those mainstream? The melee mecha is in decline."
After Lin Lan gave Sun Feifei a funny look, she slowly said, "You also know that it's a long time ago. Who knows how many things happened during this period."
Sun Feifei blinked twice, and asked after a long time: "Then you are trying to say that the attack methods of those melee mechas have been lost, haven't they?"
"How can I know what it is? Anyway, I know that melee series mechas were very powerful a long time ago." After Lin Lan summarized his previous words, he stopped talking to Feifei Sun. , Turned to look at Ye Wushuang's side.
Being so close, Ye Wushuang could hear the conversation between the two women clearly, but even so, he still hesitated very much. In Ye Wushuang's imagination, the melee and long-range attack mechas should be the same as the difference between a warrior and a magician.
These two attack methods cannot be said to be stronger or weaker. They may be different. They are only due to manipulation or the development of the times, which creates a type of long-range attack. A, a relatively powerful illusion.
I was originally a magician, and the long-range attack method should be familiar to me, but he felt that the words in Lin Lan's mouth seemed to contain some great secrets. Why would melee mecha Decline, now that no one knows it, isn't it very puzzling.
Moreover, he has no magic now. As far as the current situation is concerned, it will definitely be good for him to become more familiar with the method of close combat.
"How on earth should I choose?" Ye Wushuang frowned, a little undecided for a while.