Without a soul tablet installed, Wen Ying could only use the buttons to control the mech's hand and send her into the cockpit. Considering the driving experience of women, the interior is warm and soft. Compared with fighting, Wen Ying thinks it is a better idea to sleep in it. She fumbled for a moment, then switched to combat mode.
People usually have an addiction to the things they like. After experiencing many battles with the Star Network, she also has an addiction to operating mechas. Seeing the real physical mechas, she can't wait to try it.
Cyril, who was standing aside, was a little surprised. In the battle mode, the shape of the mech would change, and the wings would stand slightly tight against the enemy, so he could see it naturally.
At first, he thought it was just a little girl wanting to be addicted to a mecha, just doing a few basic running and jumping movements, he even made preparations to activate the external control system urgently when she failed in her attempt, lest she throw herself I was in a daze, I didn't expect her to be so bold.
His brows were raised again, thinking about how to deal with the aftermath with a headache.
However, when he set his sights on the infield again, her performance was far beyond his expectations.
The girlish mecha in front of her is light and nimble, whether she is walking, running or jumping, she doesn't feel stagnant at all, she is as smooth as a noble lady in reality, her every move is full of elegance, she even walked up to him mischievously, She made a lady's salute—bending her knees and crossing her knees was a test of balance, but she did it quite easily.
Although these are basic movements, it is beyond his cognition to be able to be as lifelike as a real person. Not to mention Omega, even the Beta of the military department may not have such an ability. Even if they can blow up a warship with a single shot in a virtual battle, if they are really asked to do these simple little moves, I am afraid they will The operation is like an elephant dancing, clumsy.
At this moment, he was surprised to find that the pair of wings on the back of the mech moved slightly—
She wants to fly!
His face changed slightly, and he shouted at her: "Beatrice! You have no flight training, don't touch the takeoff switch—"
Before he could finish speaking, she had already pressed the flight switch and flew up staggeringly. In the cockpit, Wen Ying's finger speed turned into a phantom, and she was also very nervous. The gap between the real thing and the virtual operation was as wide as the Milky Way. The ordinary basic operation was fine, but it was her turn to fly such a difficult action. The mental power surged out, and the C-level physique made the fingers almost convulsed, and the operation was barely completed.
Cyril saw the girl mecha flying up like an elf in the forest, flying towards him, and greeted him: "Hi, Cyril."
A distorted and amplified voice came from the cockpit. The girl's voice was soft, but she couldn't hide her excitement, trembling slightly. Because he was distracted from speaking, the mecha suddenly fell down, scaring Cyril's heart suddenly.
"Enough, Bea! Come down!"
He said to her angrily.
This time she was very obedient, she flew down right in front of his eyes, stopped, the hatch opened, she stood in the palm of the mecha, and was sent off.
The consequence of playing too crazy was that when the Omega with a C-level physique got off the mech, her legs gave way and she almost fell to the floor. Cyril caught her accurately. Because sweating accelerated the secretion of pheromones, the cockpit was almost overflowing with omega pheromones, and a slightly sweet breath like cream cake rushed into Cyril's arms.
He suppressed his anger and couldn't vent his anger, but the mask of gentleness and alienation had obviously been taken off.
She raised her head slightly and smiled at him: "It's been a long time since you called me Bi'er."
Cyril was sullen and said nothing. For some reason, he was hardly affected by her pheromones before, but this time, he couldn't control his emotions.
Speaking of which, Cyril treated Beatrice pretty well when he was a child. Beatrice was often called bear because of her name. The little girl who loves beauty really couldn't accept such a nickname, and often huddled in a corner and cried. At that time, Cyril was not as "gentlemanly gentleman" as he is now. He possessed Alpha's arrogance and arrogance.
But when they grew up a little bit, because of the gender difference, they received different educations, and the two also became estranged.
The powerful Sweet family in the military has the ambition to enter the political arena. Cyril had high hopes, and the education he received was quite strict. Such a small anecdote of being a hero in childhood was naturally thrown into the back of his mind during the high-intensity teaching and training.
To her exclamation, he responded with a cold question: "Who taught you how to operate the mecha?" The attraction between pheromones was suppressed under his years of restraint training.
He was well aware of the Clark family's education, and the Omega exclusive academy would not teach mecha operation, let alone a place for her to practice.
"My soul piece." She blinked, "Is it not good for me? You don't like it?"
"Where did you get the money to buy soul tablets..." He frowned. With the pocket money given by Clark's family, the eldest lady's daily splurge was not enough, and it was basically impossible to save it.
"Well, if you want to know, I can tell you about it. This story is quite long."
At the beginning of the fairy tale, Cyril lost interest as soon as she heard it, and interrupted her: "Don't tell me the origin, is the quality of the soul movie acceptable?"
She thought for a while, "Shoddy product?"
"I'll have someone bring you a new one."
"—But it's easy to use." She ignored the vibration on her wrist and panted.
Cyril's eyes are as deep as the sea, and even if he looks at people casually, he will reveal gentleness. At this moment, he looked at her with these eyes and said: "No matter what the soul piece is, you should do less mech operation in the future."
"… Why?"
"I don't know why you suddenly became interested in mechas, but Beatrice, you are an Omega, and your future is to find an Alpha who is willing to take care of you. Mechas are meaningless to you. I can I understand your whim, but you don't need to expend too much energy on it."
Her performance inevitably led him to speculate that she had been training for a long time to do this.
"Even if I do well?"
"Even if you do a good job."
"So, why can Allen?"
"He..." Xiril paused, and suddenly felt a little headache, "Are you trying to compete with him?"
Before she could answer his question, the door of the training room was suddenly pushed in. Someone walked briskly inside and said, "Cyril, they said you were... um, Miss Clark?"
The footsteps stopped for a while, and the expression of Allen who came in changed slightly.
Because Wen Ying had consumed too much physical strength, her legs were sore and weak. Although she had already left Cyril's arms, he was still supporting her at this moment. , Let Alan smell it straight, this situation is really suspicious.
When Wen Ying saw him, she naturally showed the same expression as the original owner, the same fake smile as Cyril, "Good morning, Alan." Then she turned her head and said to the people beside her, "Yes Let me go, Cyril."
Cyril let go of his hand in silence.
She tidied up her appearance and asked him, "You gave him permission to enter your training room?"
"Hmm." After he finished speaking, he seemed to think of the state of her brain last time, and said quickly, "But I don't think it has anything to do with you."
"Yes, it has nothing to do with me." She also pointed at him with a reserved smile, "You reminded me, I brought something in return." In front of Allen, she took out the sober potion and sent it to Xili I stuffed it in my arms.
"This is... a sobering agent?" Cyril asked uncertainly.
She smiled, "I think it's time for you to wake up."
This ironic sentence immediately changed his expression, "Bi'er!"
She hummed lightly, left a sentence "you will use it sooner or later", pushed away his obstruction, and walked away domineeringly.
For some reason, Allen felt uneasy after seeing the situation in the training room in the afternoon. No, maybe even earlier, after he lost two games in a row, the soul piece he had always relied on also lost to the opponent, and even owed Cyril a sum equivalent to the soul piece for this, his anxiety grew day by day.
And in the middle of the night, when he passed by Cyril's room, he found that he seemed to be sending instructions to someone. His passing quickly caught the attention of the people inside.
Seeing that it was him, Cyril couldn't help but asked with a smile, "Haven't you slept yet?"
Allen nodded, "Are you on business?"
"No." Cyril shook his head, "It's Bi'er, the Omega Exclusive Academy doesn't have a training ground, I think her mecha operation should be practiced on the star network, I have to find someone to watch her, and I can't let her mess around. "
Allen was silent for a moment, and said: "This is the first time I heard you mention her, Cyril, you are in the training room during the day..."
"What are you worried about?" He said with a funny smile, "If I want to choose her as my Omega, my parents can get engaged for me ten years ago. Besides, there are Ackerman family, Alex Misses of the family, the Hunter family... There are quite a few people who grew up with me, but Beatrice is more persistent."
His answer made Allen feel a little certain.
That's right, even if his family background is not as good as these people, it still depends on Cyril's wishes. But—in fact, he is still struggling with what kind of emotion he has for Cyril. If it weren't for the appearance of the two-person mecha, he might not have considered it at all.
And before that, when it comes to people who can fight side by side with him, the first thing he thinks of is Chris, but it's a pity...
Cyril didn't know what Alan was thinking, and after persuading him to go back to sleep, he turned on a video.
It is a video about the battle of "Cindy Rella" on Starnet. The exciting mecha battle is projected from the optical brain, suspended in the air in a three-dimensional mode, and can be observed from different angles.
He was also present in the match between her and Alan. It can be said that since then, he has not lost any of her matches. Even if he can't leave, he will ask people to record a video and watch it repeatedly afterwards.
If it was said that she was admiring her outstanding comprehension at the beginning, and hoped to recruit her, later on, Cyril couldn't say why, he was just attracted, watching her often being laughed at because of a basic operation error, But they can always fight amazingly and make those people shut up. He just couldn't take his eyes off.
Even Alan's battle is just admiration for him, but after all, he is an Omega, and he is also the most tenacious and persistent Omega he has ever seen, so he treats him favorably.
But for "Cinderella", regardless of gender, he marveled at her.
"Who is she?"
Cyril watched the video, feeling curious and inquiring again. Suddenly, the flying mecha in the projection made a take-off movement, which was simple and smooth, which was admirable, but an inexplicable sense of familiarity flashed through his mind.
On the other hand, as soon as Wen Ying returned to school, she boarded the star network and played a few games heartily, as if she was venting her anger. This time, it was rare that Chris wasn't babbling in her ear. It wasn't until she quit the star network that she heard some voices that were directly connected to her mind.
He seemed to be muttering something, but she couldn't hear clearly, and after a long time, she heard him ask: "Do you like Cyril?"