[Is the mimic mecha so awesome? Can a level 6 mecha kill a level 9 Zerg?]
[Did you see the operation of the mech in the video? When he sideways avoided the attack of the Zerg while sinking to shoot, his body changed at least a dozen times. If this is a traditional mech, it won't work even if it's a waste of hands.]
[There is also his particle cannon, which is obviously a level 6 mecha, but the weapon can blast away level 7 Zerg. Does the mimic mech have more powerful weapons?]
[Yes, yes, what I wanted to ask just now, isn’t it that different mechas have different routes, so high-level weapons cannot be equipped with low-level mechas?]
[Upstairs, you are talking about traditional mechs, the wiring of humanoid mechs is of course different from traditional mechs.]
[I'm going, this mech fighter is so handsome, even if it's a mimic mecha, among the thousands of Zergs, killing a level 9 Zerg alone is impossible for ordinary people to do.]
[Yes, and the ninth-level Zerg also has a mental shock wave, which can only be approached by people whose mental strength exceeds A-level.]
[By the way, has the mimic mech already appeared? Does anyone know the news?]
After seeing the power of the mimetic mecha, one would naturally want to own it. What's more, the mimetic mecha has always been the research direction of the Federation. —In time, most of the netizens on Starnet began to ask where the mimic mecha came from. Even those who have friends or relatives in the God of War Legion call directly to ask. In the end, it intensified, and the God of War Legion had to announce the names of Zhong Lao and Yan Hao, the producers of the mimic mecha, after obtaining the consent of Zhong Lao.
Zhong Lao's name can be said to be known to everyone in the entire Federation, and Yan Hao announced it in the name of Zhong Lao's apprentice, so everyone didn't pay much attention to it. Production, the little apprentice is just a helper.
Mr. Zhong is a tenth-level mech manufacturing master and the earliest researcher of the mimicry system. It is only reasonable for him to be able to create a mimicry mech.
However, didn't he say a few years ago that he would not let the mimic mecha out of the laboratory
Could it be that he figured it out? Is the mimic mech available for sale
Immediately, a bunch of people who wanted to buy the mimic mecha began to leave messages under the official website of the Federal Research Institute.
[Master Zhong, please—a mimetic mecha, I will buy it for any price.]This is a local tyrant.
[Old Zhong, give me a mimic mecha, and I'm going to kill the ninth-level Zerg too.]This is completely a passion for joining in the fun.
[Old Zhong, is this money enough to buy one? Not enough, I'll make it up again. ] In the picture above, a screenshot of a bank account, there are too many zeros in it.
[West grass, capture alive - a local tyrant.]
[A lot of money, I can't count the zeros.]
The local tyrant above who sent a screenshot of his bank account seems to have played a good role in leading the way. In the next row of information, more and more people came to buy mechs with screenshots of their accounts, and the amount was larger than the other. Like the bidding auction in an auction house, the netizens who watched it began to doubt life.
Is the gap between rich and poor really that big
This commotion was a bit loud, and the Propaganda Department of the Federal Research Institute couldn't bear it. It urgently contacted Mr. Zhong and asked him to find a way to explain it.
Elder Zhong frowned, opened the star network, found the Buying Mecha Building with an unknown number of floors, and left a message directly: [Not for sale, this mecha is a prop for teaching, and it is also a gift for apprentices and daughter-in-laws.]
Mr. Zhong's message was directly bolded and put on the top by the person in charge of the Propaganda Department of the research institute. As soon as this comment came out, the netizens' style of painting suddenly became crooked again.
No one cares about the two words of teaching aids written on the front, and everyone's focus is on the back.
[Apprentice daughter-in-law? Greeting ceremony?]
[Which apprentice, Mr. Zhong—there are seven apprentices in total.]
[No, it’s eight. Didn’t you read the list of creators of the Mimic Mecha published by the God of War Legion? There is one named Yan Hao, who seems to be Zhong Lao’s new apprentice.]
[I'll go, the fighter who single-handedly killed the ninth-level Zerg in the video, could it be this Yan Hao's boyfriend?]
[Excuse me, little brother Yan Hao, do you still need a boyfriend?]
[Excuse me, do other apprentices of Mr. Zhong still lack boyfriends? Graduated from university, the kind with a fourth-level mecha certificate.]
[Excuse me, is Elder Zhong still short of a disciple-in-law? No matter which apprentice I assign to you, I can do it.]
…
Afterwards, a series of courtship comments followed, and in just half a day, Mr. Zhong's apprentices became the most popular golden bachelors in the entire Federation.
"..." All the disciples.
What you love is not me, but my master's mecha.
Fortunately, the matter of Mr. Zhong's exception was explained in this way, and the news of the purchase on the Internet gradually disappeared. As for the military or some forces who came to inquire through internal relations, they were also rejected by Mr. Zhong without a word.
But because of this, Sheng Heng became the most enviable man in the entire Federation.
When Sheng Heng found out that he got such an evaluation, instead of being angry, he was very happy. With his popularity, if he was a star, he would be considered public.
"It's too much, how can they say that, the ability to kill the ninth-level Zerg does not rely on the mimic mecha, it is obviously the spiritual power of the senior." Yan Hao said angrily.
"But if I don't have a mimic mecha, I really can't reach the level nine Zerg." Sheng Heng smiled and comforted a certain cutie who was complaining about him. He was so good-tempered on weekdays—a person who also Get angry about this kind of thing.
"But brother clearly said that your battle was very exciting. Another person, even if he was driving a mimic mech, might not be able to do what you did. Those people on the Internet, saying you like that, obviously completely obliterated you Thanks to him." Yan Hao is worthless for Sheng Heng.
"It's okay, I like to eat soft rice." Probably Yan Hao's angry look is so cute, the cheeks on both sides are bulging like buns, making people want to take a bite, so Sheng Hengshun opened his mouth gently Bite - under.
"You..." Yan Hao covered his face, a little confused. But the person didn't back away, still standing where he was.
Sheng Heng was overjoyed, this was the first time that Yan Hao didn't subconsciously avoid him after being secretly kissed by him.
Yes, there is progress.
At this time, the atmosphere was just right, Sheng Heng raised his hand, and quietly went around to Yan Hao's mind, and when he was about to forcefully push him over, the door of the dormitory was suddenly knocked twice.
Yan Hao regained consciousness suddenly, turned around and walked towards the door.
Sheng Heng looked at his raised right hand speechlessly, sighed, and lowered it silently.
Yan Hao opened the door, and Bobby Worm walked in. When he saw Sheng Heng was there, his eyes lit up and he joked, "Ruanfan."
Sheng Heng nodded with a smile, as a yes.
"Senior Brother Six." Yan Hao looked at Babe Chong with some displeasure.
Seeing that Yan Hao was upset, Bobby Chong immediately apologized and said, "Sorry, sorry, just kidding."
"It's okay, actually I quite like this title." Sheng Heng was not ashamed but proud.
"Sheng Heng, let me tell you that everyone in the Federation knows that you accepted my master's betrothal gift. From now on, only my junior brother will dump you." Bobby Chong said half jokingly and half seriously.
His seriousness is not aimed at Sheng Heng, but worried about Yan Hao. He hopes that Yan Hao can have a sweet love, but love is not only sweet, but also his other side. Babe is very worried about whether Yan Hao, who is pure in emotion, can handle such complicated emotions well.
"It was originally." Sheng Heng replied.
Bobby Chong raised his eyebrows, and Sheng Heng smiled back, with a tacit understanding that only each other can understand.
"Senior Brother Six, do you have anything to do with me?" Yan Hao asked Bobby Chong.
"Oh, I almost forgot, pack it up, we're going back to the capital in an hour." Babes came here to tell Yan Hao about this.
"Has the Zerg outside been cleaned up?" Yan Hao asked.
"It's almost cleared up, and in order for us to reach Capital Star safely, Lin Zhong will personally escort us out of the dangerous area." Lin Zhong will be an eighth-level mecha fighter. The old man returned to the base the day before he left. When Zhong Lao was attacked by the ninth-level Zerg, he was supposed to go to the rescue, but because his mecha was seriously damaged and unable to fight, he changed to Sheng Heng.
After he came back, when Mr. Zhong was helping Black Soul overhaul in No. 1 maintenance room, he happened to see Lieutenant General Lin’s mech, so he helped to improve a few places. After Lieutenant General Lin knew about it, he would return everything to Mr. Insist on escorting them away.
"By the way, Sheng Heng, do you want to go back with us?" Babyworm asked. The holiday is almost over, and it's time for Sheng Heng to go back to class.
"I may have to stay for a few more days." Sheng Heng shook his head.
The Legion attaches great importance to his use of mental power to kill the ninth-level Zerg, and he needs to stay and cooperate with the Legion to conduct experiments. However, this is a secret of the Legion, and Sheng Heng cannot reveal it to the outside world.
"Then we'll see you at school." Yan Hao was a little disappointed, but thinking about the start of school soon, he went back to study the system for a few days, and then he could see the seniors again, and he felt better again.
In the galaxy where the Sima Legion is stationed.
Sima Mingxuan was frantically smashing things in the room. The room was in a mess. Yan Fei stood in the corner tremblingly, not daring to take a step up, for fear that if he didn't pay attention, those things would fall on him.
Sima Mingxuan smashed it, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in his brain. He knelt on the ground with a muffled groan, put his head in his hands, and kept crying out in pain.
"Senior Sima." Seeing him, Yan Fei hurried over with the potion he had prepared earlier, "Take the potion quickly."
After Sima Mingxuan drank the potion, the pain in his brain gradually eased. He raised his head and looked at Yan Fei with dim eyes.
Yan Fei looked concerned: "Senior Sima, are you feeling better?"
"Yan Hao is about old disciple Zhong, do you know that?" Sima Mingxuan asked Yan Fei.
Yan Fei was stunned for a while.
"I'm asking you something, do you know?" Sima Mingxuan already had a headache, but he lost his temper at this moment, and angrily smashed the medicine bottle he had just finished drinking on the ground, and the glass shards scattered in all directions, scaring Yan Fei - a thrill.
"I... I don't know." Yan Fei replied honestly.
"Didn't you say that your brother studied medicine in elementary school and went to the mecha manufacturing department to avoid you? How could he become Zhong Lao's disciple and learn mimic mecha?"
"I have no idea."
"You don't know, why don't you know, aren't you his younger brother? Didn't you grow up together?" Sima Mingxuan grabbed Yan Fei's slender arm, and he lost control of the strength in his hand, and Yan Fei fell down in pain Take a breath.
"It hurts, it hurts." Yan Fei cried and begged.
Sima Mingxuan paused, as if thinking of something, he quickly let go of his hand, and his tone became softer again: "I'm sorry, when I killed the ninth-level Zerg, my consciousness was affected by the shock wave, and my head was too heavy. It hurts, and I couldn't control my emotions at the time."
"It's okay, I... I will find a way to find the potion to cure the senior." Yan Fei whispered.
"Just now... I didn't scratch you, did I?" Sima Mingxuan looked at Yan Fei's red arm that had been grabbed by him with a face full of self-blame.
"A little bit." Yan Fei said aggrievedly.
Sima Mingxuan's eyes flickered, and then he took Yan Fei's arm, lifted it up gently, lowered his head, and gently kissed: "What about now?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore." Yan Fei blushed instantly.
Sima Mingxuan's sea of consciousness was in severe pain again, and his mental power turned into countless tiny needles to stimulate his sea of consciousness, causing him to feel violent for no reason. —Smeared with blood, it stained Sima Mingxuan's eyes silently. He picked up Yan Fei in front of him and threw him on the only bed in the room.
"Senior Sima?!" Yan Fei yelled in horror.
Sima Mingxuan leaned on him and kissed Yan Fei regardless of whether he wanted it or not.
Yan Fei only struggled symbolically a few times before compromising.
Eight hundred words are omitted here, I think you and you don't want to read it.