The overall scoreboard can be seen by both the mecha manufacturing department and the mecha department, but the single player scoreboard is indeed separate, which means that people in the mecha manufacturing department can not only see the overall scoreboard, but also their own department. single player scoreboard. Yan Hao's two golden fonts and more than 5,000 points were hung high on the top of the two points lists, and the students of the mech manufacturing department were so excited that they didn't sleep all night.
The students of the mecha manufacturing department are more responsive than the students of the mecha department. They are in the base, and they are more familiar with the situation in the base than outside, so in their cognition, no one can make money in one day. With more than 5,000 points, they immediately questioned the above. Xu Peng had already expected this, and announced the source of Yan Hao's points on the spot, and the sales of six master-level six-level energy blocks per day made them dumbfounded.
For all this, Yan Hao only found out the next morning. He made energy blocks for a day yesterday, and his mental energy was a bit exhausted. He fell asleep soon after chatting with Sheng Heng. Waking up early in the morning, when he was about to use the optical computer terminal to order breakfast, he saw the two scoreboards and two unread messages on the intranet.
Sheng Heng: [Just enough points to spend, don't be too tired.]
Cheng Wenkang: [Primary brother, you are too good.]
Yan Hao smiled, checked that the time was still early, and sent Sheng Heng a message: [I'm not tired, I only sold a part of the energy block, and the other part is reserved for you and Senior Cheng.]
When Sheng Heng saw this news, he was leaving the camp with Cheng Wenkang. There were no Zerg in the three kilometers around the camp. Seeing that Yan Hao actually left half of the energy blocks for them, Sheng Heng's heart immediately warmed, but he still said: [The energy blocks for Fatty and I are enough, you don't need to make too many, pay attention to rest.]
People outside are crazy when they see that you have earned more than 5,000 points. If they know that you still have a small half in your hand, they will probably be even more crazy.
Yan Hao: [Okay, seniors also pay attention to safety.]
Sheng Heng: [I will.]
Sheng Heng had just finished replying, but the black soul suddenly turned around and went to another place.
"Boss, why did you go that way?" Cheng Wenkang quickly asked Sheng Heng through the internal communication of the mech.
Among all the teams that came to the assessment this time, he and Sheng Heng had the smallest number of people, so when they initially planned the route, they chose an area where the Zerg's range of activities was relatively small. As a result, it was only the second day when Sheng Heng suddenly adjusted his route.
"Let's go to Area C." Sheng Heng said.
"Area C has a small insect nest." Cheng Wenkang.
"I know that yesterday's route was too easy for Black Soul, so I want to go to a place with many Zergs to test the limits of Black Soul." Sheng Heng said.
"..." Cheng Wenkang rolled his eyes violently.
What about testing the limits of the black soul? When I came here, I had agreed to take a Buddhist examination, but why did it suddenly change? Wasn't it because I was stimulated by the elementary school students and felt that I had earned less points? But even if the juniors don't earn a single point in the next seven days, with the speed at which they kill insects and accumulate points, they have to kill 800 insects a day to barely catch up. How is this possible
Cheng Wenkang wanted to yell, boss, take a break, but he was afraid that if he yelled, he would stop completely.
base.
After breakfast, Yan Hao continued to go to the mecha maintenance room to make energy blocks. This time, as soon as he sat down, people from the maintenance room came over one after another. After a while, the entire second-year mecha manufacturing department students came together.
Although Yan Hao was surprised, he didn't know them well, so he didn't say hello and continued to do his own thing with his head down. Seeing Yan Hao's appearance, other people all had complicated expressions. A group of sophomores were crushed and beaten by a freshman, and their points were top notch. No need for outsiders to mention it, they themselves felt a pain in the face. It's also for the assessment, the points earned by one person are on top of your class.
The sophomores were all stimulated, so they all came to the maintenance room early in the morning, and made energy blocks with the raw materials they received. When Xu Peng came over, what he saw was the scene of the whole people making energy blocks. It was gratifying to be hardworking and active.
Yan Hao stopped after making six energy blocks. After he knew that the energy blocks of Sheng Heng and Cheng Wenkang were enough, he decided to only make the energy blocks for sale to Qin Hu, and he would use them for the rest of the time. Come to study the materials left by Mr. Pang.
One day passed like this, and indeed, as Senior Xu Peng said, no mecha fighters came back to repair the mecha the next day, and the list at twelve o'clock in the morning was updated as scheduled.
The students of the Mecha Manufacturing Department were all staring at Yan Hao's score and chatting in the class group.
"Dropped down, down by three points."
"He earned points for seven full days on the first day, and he won't increase his points in the next seven days."
"That's right, how can seven-day points be counted as one day?"
"But even if it's an average score, none of us can catch up now."
"..."
The class group was quiet for a short moment, and they didn't know who it was, and suddenly burst into a foul language.
"Grass, why did the freshman make a master-level sixth-level energy block?"
"And six yuan a day, he didn't keep it for his team members, and he sold all of it."
"That is, the energy blocks we made are not enough for our own team members, so where can we sell the surplus."
"They just took advantage of the lack of people."
At the same time, at the Mecha Department camp, the students of the Mecha Department were only staring at the single player standings. They have completely given up on the overall standings. With a high score of more than 5,000, they will not be able to surpass it even after seven days. But they were also stimulated, because the first place on the first day of the assessment was actually Sheng Heng who had a hand injury. So on the second day of the assessment, the students of the mecha department went out to kill the Zerg with all their strength, and their points have all increased a lot compared to yesterday, but they waited for the list of points to come out.
"..." Everyone.
Sheng Heng, 443 points.
Everyone knew Sheng Heng's points yesterday, and after deducting them silently, everyone immediately calculated Sheng Heng's points today as 320 points, which is more than double the score of many of them today. Even Cheng Wenkang's points totaled over 100 today, with a total of 196 points, ranking fifth on the list.
"Sheng Heng, is your hand alright?" someone couldn't help asking.
They rested in the camp for the past two days. In order not to fatigue their fingers, someone soaked the potion every night. But the strange thing was that Sheng Heng, who had the worst hand injury, hadn't soaked in the potion for the past two days. Without the soaking potion, to have such a record, even the black soul of the sixth-level mech needs a powerful driver to do it.
"No." Sheng Heng shook his head.
"Then why do you have such a high score?" A boy sitting diagonally across from Sheng Heng suddenly asked sharply, "Did you cheat?"
Sheng Heng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he looked at the boy.
The boy was suffocated by Sheng Heng's look, but he still said loudly: "If it wasn't for cheating, how could you, who can only fight for two hours a day, kill so many Zergs? And look at your own hands , it’s as if you’ve never operated a mech at all.”
Sheng Heng's injury is well known. We have been classmates for almost two years, and they have seen what Sheng Heng's hands look like after every practice. Hearing the boy's reminder at this time, they all looked over at the same time, and sure enough, they saw that Sheng Heng's fingers were fair and well-proportioned, without a trace of red marks, which did not look like fingers that had undergone intensive manipulation at all.
Not all of these people were provocative, but they couldn't help showing suspicion at this time.
"Zhu Wencheng, what nonsense are you talking about?" Cheng Wenkang said angrily, "The base is responsible for the calculation of points, how can this be fake?"
"The base only calculates the number of kills we have enough through the detection equipment equipped on the mecha. If someone finds a sixth-level mecha master to help, the base will not be able to detect it." Zhu Wencheng said.
"Do you have proof?"
"Does this still need evidence? Everyone knows what Sheng Heng's hands look like. But you, do you have any evidence to prove that Sheng Heng is manipulating the mecha these two days?" Zhu Wencheng said angrily.
"We can ask the teacher to make a ruling."
"The teacher didn't follow us all the way, how did he know?" Zhu Wencheng said.
"Then how about we compete?" Sheng Heng said in a deep voice.
Zhu Wencheng's arrogance subsided, but he still said in a strange way: "I have been fighting for two whole days, and my hands are still shaking, but I can't beat some people who have cultivated for two days."
"Then I'll fight you." Cheng Wenkang jumped up from the spot, and was about to walk over to Zhu Wencheng.
"The two of you are together, who knows if you also found a substitute." Zhu Wencheng said.
"You..." Cheng Wenkang was about to explode in anger.
"Then why don't you follow us tomorrow to see if I have a substitute?" Sheng Heng grabbed Cheng Wenkang who was about to run away.
How could Zhu Wencheng dare to promise Sheng Heng? If he went with them, he didn't know what would happen on the way: "Why, you want to take this opportunity to take revenge on me."
"What did you do? Think I'll take revenge on you?" Sheng Heng asked back.
"...You know it in your heart." Zhu Wencheng, "If you didn't cheat, then you can prove it to us. Otherwise, we won't accept the first place."
"You think so too?" Sheng Heng looked at the others.
Although the others didn't say much when they met Sheng Heng's gaze, the expressions on their faces showed their attitude. They were indeed suspicious.
"Sheng Heng, we don't doubt you. You just said that your hand injury is not healed. But in your condition, even if Black Soul is a level 6 mech, it is impossible for your points to be higher than ours." Squad leader Sun Zhu stood up and said.
"Then what do you think?" Sheng Heng asked patiently.
"In this way, you and Wenkang are just two people, and we will work together with our team tomorrow, and we will all be clear after one day's action." Sun Zhudao.
"Yes." After Sheng Heng finished speaking, he turned his eyes to Zhu Wencheng, "But if it proves that I didn't cheat, what about you?"
Zhu Wencheng took a step back subconsciously, and said shortly: "If you haven't cheated, you haven't cheated. You shouldn't have cheated in the first place."
"Heh." Sheng Heng laughed angrily, "So I deserve to listen to your slander just now?"
"You...you can prove that you didn't cheat first." Zhu Wencheng said.
"Okay, then we'll talk about it later." Sheng Heng sneered.
For some reason, Zhu Wencheng felt a chill down his spine when Sheng Heng looked at him.