Vicious Male Counterpart Isn’t Competing Anymore

After breakfast, the two went to the maintenance room together. Yesterday, Yan Hao patronized the two of them because of their injuries.

There are many people in the maintenance room today. In addition to the mecha manufacturing students who were in the maintenance room, there are also students who have returned to repair mechas. Most of these people heard the news when the accident happened yesterday, and they all surrounded them as soon as they saw the person on the scene.

"Sheng Heng, how are you, are your injuries healed?"

"I heard that you killed the sixth-level mutant worm alone, how did you kill it?"

"I heard the squad leader said that Black Soul is now a mimic mecha. Does the mimic mecha drive more sensational?"

When this person uttered the words Mimic Mecha, Yan Hao obviously felt that the eyes of the people around him became a bit more enthusiastic.

"Senior, you talk first, I'll go see Black Soul and Barbarian Bull." Yan Hao wasn't used to the feeling of being surrounded by people, so he wanted to leave with an excuse.

But it's okay for him not to speak. Although everyone was talking around them, their eyes were almost on Sheng Heng. But when he said this, most of the people in there fell on Yan Hao's eyes. Body. Fortunately, these sights only stayed on him for a moment, and then collectively moved to Sheng Heng's body.

"Sheng Heng, although the elementary school boy is extremely talented, he is still a freshman, and he has not had time to learn about mecha maintenance. Black Soul is a level 6 mecha, and now it is a mimic driving system. You must be very careful. , Let me fix it for you."

"Go go, Xia Liu, your team was almost wiped out in this assessment. Has your team's mecha been repaired? Sheng Heng is still going to help you repair Black Soul."

"Go away, the people in your team have just returned. Have you finished repairing your mecha? Sheng Heng, let me help you. Our team came back to repair the mecha yesterday. There is nothing today. I can help you repair the black soul. ."

Before they came, all of them had eyes above the top, and they were unwilling to give Sheng Heng the number of places to the mecha makers, but now they all begged to repair the mecha for Sheng Heng for free. They crowded around emotionally and squeezed Yan Haosheng back, who was about to leave. Yan Hao staggered back a few steps, and when he was about to fall, an arm suddenly wrapped around his waist, bringing him back, and then leaned his back against a warm and strong chest. .

"Sorry, I'm already an armor maker." Sheng Heng's voice came from above Yan Hao's head. He didn't show the faces of those who once disliked him, but said calmly and not to be rejected.

"But Yan Hao is just a freshman, he hasn't learned mecha maintenance yet."

"Yes, yes." Everyone agreed.

"There are still three days left for the assessment, what if something goes wrong with the black soul?" someone asked.

"Our mecha department, before we were paired with the mecha manufacturing department, the teacher told us a word. On the battlefield, we must trust our mecha makers as if we believe in ourselves, because if even the mecha makers are If you can't believe it, then we can't believe the mechas that we drive in combat." Sheng Heng solemnly said, "Yan Hao is my chosen partner, that is, my mecha maker. He can only repair my mechas. , I believe he has the ability to repair black souls."

"Excuse me, let's go, we are going to overhaul the mecha." Sheng Heng put Yan Hao in his arms, squeezed the crowd away, and walked towards the corner where the black soul was parked.

Sheng Heng has said everything for this purpose, and everyone is not good to go up and say anything. They can only regret that he cared too much about the assessment results at the beginning. When Sheng Heng asked them to join their team temporarily, he chose to refuse. If not, they will have a chance to see the mimic driving system. You know, the five-level mimic driving system, although it is rumored that the federal government already has this technology, it has never been seen on the market.

Yan Hao quietly breathed a sigh of relief until he could no longer feel the sight of everyone after he had gone so far.

Seeing Yan Hao's exaggerated expression, he couldn't help teasing: "If they knew that you were the designer of the mimic system, they wouldn't know what would happen."

"Don't speak out." Yan Hao jumped out of Sheng Heng's arms in shock.

"..." Sheng Heng looked at his empty arms with a flash of chagrin in his eyes.

"Don't let them surround me, I don't know how to deal with it." Just standing next to Sheng Heng just now, he was very uncomfortable with that kind of scene.

"Okay, don't tell me." Sheng Heng knew that Yan Hao was not good at handling this kind of things, so he didn't reveal Yan Hao's details from the beginning.

"Thank you." Yan Hao was relieved.

"However, when you stand at a very high place, you can't hide even if you want to hide." And that day will not be too far.

"But before standing at that height, I don't want people to know." Yan Hao whispered.

Sheng Heng frowned, always feeling that Yan Hao's words were a bit strange. He subconsciously asked, "Why?"

"Because the station is high, it is not easy to be replaced." Yan Hao said.

"Replacement?"

"Nothing. I'm going to start overhauling the black soul. I will go to the cockpit to take a look. Senior, you will help me push the upgrade ladder over." The two have reached the feet of the black soul while talking, and Yan Hao entered the cockpit on the light brain The opening code of the black soul will automatically open the cockpit.

Sheng Heng walked over and pushed the simple elevator in the corner.

"Thank you." Yan Hao got on the elevator and entered the cockpit.

Only after Yan Hao entered the cockpit, Cheng Wenkang, who had rested all night, also came to the inspection room, saw Sheng Heng from a distance, and ran over.

"How about Black Soul?" Cheng Wenkang asked, taking a look at the direction of the cockpit.

"Just started to check." Sheng Heng said.

"This is the first time I have seen Black Soul so embarrassed." When Black Soul was brought back to the base, someone had already helped with external cleaning. After the worm fluid all over the body was cleaned up, countless pits and cuts were also revealed. The black soul is a level six mecha. It has a very strong resistance to the attack power of the fourth level zerg. It can leave such dense and obvious scars. As long as anyone with a little common sense of combat knows, the situation at the time, the black soul must be Was besieged by a large number of Zerg.

"Are you embarrassed? I think this is what the black soul is like." Sheng Heng smiled, "and the black soul is also very happy."

"Black Soul is happy?" Cheng Wenkang raised his head and tried to look at Black Soul's mechanical face, trying to see the happy mood from above.

"Mecha was born for war. He must be very happy to be on the battlefield." Sheng Heng said.

"You are talking about yourself." Cheng Wenkang was speechless.

"My dad and my elder brother have said that mechas are not cold weapons, they also have their own souls. Every mecha that has been on the battlefield will have its own unique aura. At that time, mechas are considered to be With a soul. Just like the God of War, even if so many years have passed, even if no one can drive, he can feel oppressed just by standing there." Sheng Heng raised his hand and stroked the black soul's ankle with a deep stroke. Mark, "Black Soul, now also has it."

Because of the good relationship between the Cheng family and the Sheng family, Cheng Wenkang had the honor to meet the God of War once, when he was young, but he always remembered how shocked he was when he saw the God of War for the first time. It was also at that time that he suddenly decided to make himself a mecha fighter, even though his talent was not outstanding.

"Does that bully also have it?" Cheng Wenkang turned his head to look at the bully who was standing on the left side of the black soul.

Man Niu had also been cleaned at this time, the shiny metal shell was not damaged at all, and the reflectiveness of the lights in the inspection room was brand new as if a new mecha had just come out. If it were normal, Cheng Wenkang would definitely be happy that his mecha was well covered, but just after hearing Sheng Heng's words, there was a dark soul standing next to him, and Cheng Wenkang suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"I've been fighting for three days, how come there are no scars on the bulls?" Cheng Wenkang felt that this phenomenon was unscientific.

Sheng Heng chuckled, then raised his head and continued to look at the position of the cockpit.

Yan Hao spent a long time overhauling the Black Soul and Barbarian Niu. Then the three of them went to the base canteen for dinner. This was the first time Yan Hao came to the base canteen. He had always been in the inspection room before.

"The bull has no problems. The internal system, mecha parts, and even the energy block are sufficient, and the state is almost the same as when it came." Yan Hao said of the situation of the two mechas, "the interior of the black soul The system is fine, but several parts of the legs and right arm are broken. I placed an online order and bought a new one. After the meal is over, I will go back and replace it."

"No hurry." Sheng Heng picks up food for Yan Hao, motioning him to eat first.

"I am optimistic about many seniors who come back to repair the mecha, and leave as soon as the mecha is repaired." Yan Hao said.

"They are accumulating points for killing more insects, and we have enough points." Cheng Wenkang said proudly, "You made more than 5,000 yuan by selling energy blocks, and the boss killed another mutated sixth-level insect and rewarded 1,000. Regardless of whether it is a team or an individual, our team is firmly ranked first."

"But..." Yan Hao whispered, "I just spent a lot of money."

"We are almost 7,000 points, how much can you spend?"

"I spent six thousand five hundred points." Yan Hao said.

As soon as he said this, even Sheng Heng was stunned, and Cheng Wenkang directly opened the points ranking board to check their team's points.

The tenth place in Yan Hao's group: 645 points.

"Why the countdown?!" Cheng Wenkang shouted in disbelief.

Today is the fourth day of the assessment. The points of each team, after deducting the points needed for maintenance and accommodation, are about 2,000 points remaining for each team, and they are brilliant, and they were still ranked first last night. Seven thousand points are now gone.

[Quickly, Sheng Heng and his team's points have collapsed, and we have the first chance again. 】

[What anxiously, Sheng Heng and Cheng Wenkang have been mentally attacked, and they have to rest for at least three days. Moreover, the Black Soul was seriously damaged, and Yan Hao wouldn't be able to repair it. I think that's the point for their points. 】

[That is, there are only two of them, and there are only three days left. Even if Sheng Heng has repaired the black soul, he will kill five hundred every day when he comes back, and he can't keep up with us. 】

[The first place is our group. 】

[Go away, it's ours. 】

"These beasts are actually taking advantage of others." Cheng Wenkang looked at the news of these people in the group, almost vomiting blood in anger.

"Or, I will sell more energy blocks of level 6 in the past two days?" Yan Hao suggested, although after knowing that Qin Hu and Sima Mingxuan are related, he doesn't want to sell them any more energy blocks, but for more If you earn some points, you can only sell more.

"Sell to Sima Mingxuan?" Sheng Heng asked.

"Yeah." Yan Hao nodded.

Sheng Heng frowned. As soon as he found a reason to persuade him, he heard Cheng Wenkang's surprise: "Yan Hao, did you sell your Level 6 energy block to Sima Mingxuan? Did you know each other before?"

"No, I sold it to Qin Hu before, and I only learned that Sima Mingxuan is Qin Hu's captain this morning." Yan Hao explained.

"Sima Mingxuan has already gained a certain reputation in the army since his junior year. Last year, his mental power was upgraded to S grade with the help of medicine. He is already the next generation leader of the Sima family." Cheng Wenkang looked at. Sheng Heng, "I heard that the Sima family is looking for someone to customize a level ten mech for him."

"S-level mental power, I would want to try level ten mecha." Sheng Heng is not very surprised. The Sima family can't get the **** of war from the Sheng family, so the Qin family will naturally not give away their level ten mecha. , And if you want to get the same power as them, you will definitely find a way to customize a tenth-level mecha. Although the tenth-level mecha is expensive, the Sima family has the financial resources.

"It's just the mental power that can be improved by drugs. Look at the Sima family's pride."

"No matter how you improve, S-level is S-level."

"Boss, you still have a natural S-level mental power, if it wasn't for a hand injury..." Cheng Wenkang paused, and did not continue.

Even if Sheng Heng is a natural S-level mental power, when the mimic system is not upgraded to the tenth-level mecha, as a mecha fighter, Sheng Heng can never reach the top level.

"There is still a problem." Yan Hao said suddenly.

"What's the problem?" Sheng Heng looked over.

"Relying on the mental power enhanced by drugs will have hidden dangers." Yan Hao said.

"Yes, after taking the drugs to enhance mental power, there will be sequelae of dizziness within half a year." Cheng Wenkang's mental power is not high, so I have done some research on this, thinking about the opportunity to get a drug of this kind to improve himself in the future. Mental power.

"That is a potential sequelae." Yan Hao said.

"Are you saying that psychoactive potions will have more serious sequelae?" Sheng Heng understood what Yan Hao meant. "However, the Association of Pharmacists has stated that the sequelae of psychotropic potions have nothing to do with the initial dizziness. There will be other sequelae."

"That's because the level of mental power is not high." Yan Hao explained, "I have studied the effects of mental lifting agents. They rely on stimulating the activity of the brain to stimulate mental power. This kind of stimulation will make The mental power becomes more active than usual, and this kind of activity, to a certain extent, is a mental riot."

"But... I haven't seen the mental riots of those who have taken the medicine." Cheng Wenkang asked subconsciously.

"For example, after general mental power below Grade A uses a potion, the active level of mental power can be increased by 1.1 to the 2nd power, or 4th power, but from A+ to S grade, it may be 1.9. Ten times or hundreds of times."

The two of them calculated secretly, and their complexions suddenly changed.

"Isn't that going to run wild at any time?" Cheng Wenkang said in a daze.

"I'm just making an analogy. The base may not necessarily be so large, and if the usual drugs are well controlled, it can be suppressed. However, it is definitely easier to run away than ordinary people, and it cannot be used frequently." Yan Hao said, watching. Xiang Shengheng, "So it's inherently good."

"You said so much to praise me?" Sheng Heng pondered for a while and asked.

"You were better than him." In Yan Hao's mind, Sheng Heng was better than Sima Mingxuan by many times.

"You are good too."

"??"

Sheng Heng met Yan Hao's gaze for an instant, his eyes filled with tenderness and smile.

Maybe the two are too close at this time, or it may be that Yan Hao has never looked at each other so close, which made him suddenly feel a little uncomfortable. He hurriedly looked away and picked up the dishes and chopsticks: "Eat...eating, the dishes are cold."

Yan Hao lowered his head and grilled rice, only feeling that his face was a little hotter than the rice in the bowl.

Sheng Heng's heart moved, and the smile in his eyes suddenly became stronger again. When he turned his head and was about to continue eating, he found that Cheng Wenkang, who was sitting next to him just now, didn't know when he had left.

Worthy of being a brother.

The author has something to say: Cheng Wenkang: You guys have looked at each other crookedly for a minute. I just can't leave or eat.