『Chapter error, click here to report』

"Guest, your roasted Ji Ji pork! a total of thirty-two coppers!"

"Okay, thank you, please wrap it for me!"

"Okay!"

Traders and customers, this is the epitome of the prosperity of Maluo, the imperial capital of the Sijiya Empire.

Qiao Jing handed over the counted money to the boss and looked around, the entire imperial capital was full of such roadside stalls. There was a rush of people in front of every shop, shouts and deals, there was no tension of war, soldiers took off their armor and spent the rewards they were given, and the crowded streets showed the strange prosperity of the country.

It seems that the victory in the war injected a boost to the prosperity of the country. The good news of the battlefield ahead, and the huge banquet held for the new king's enthronement, also brought all kinds of people here.

To choose the best clown, the best blacksmith, the strongest warrior, the wisest scholar and the sung bard, the best of each profession is contested, and the stage is held just along several of the city's main roads.

Because he has the attribute of jumping out of the five elements, Qiao Jing came here without even doing any disguise. There were too many people coming, and the soldiers would not come and interrogate them.

"What's next?"

From the bag, taking out a skewer, Qiao Jing fell into thought. The food here comes from all over the continent, after all, after defeating the Yawei Yate Empire, the Sijiya Empire is already one of the strongest countries in the whole continent, and the merchants have rushed to empty the pockets of the soldiers who have just received the reward.

I want to taste every kind of food, and as for where the money comes from, the employer has issued it, especially for an ordinary person like Qiao Jing, who even issued a card similar to a bank card to settle the bill. Just as Qiao Jing picked up the skewers, the terminal on her arm suddenly shook slightly.

Buzz~Buzz~

The barbecue vendor glanced at Qiao Jing, in his world, Qiao Jing rarely had such delicate and ingenious things in his hands. Qiao Jing didn't pay attention to his gaze, because Qiao Jing only saw the simple idea of "this thing is very chic" from the way he looked at it. The vendor withdrew his gaze, then put on a smiling face and poured his energy on another customer, who was clearly empty.

"Huh, someone looking for me?"

Qiao Jing looked at the screen with doubts, and saw the words "Jinghai" displayed on the terminal screen.

"Haijing? They came to me because they thought that the progress of our task was too slow? After all, two-thirds of the time had passed......" With such self-knowledge, Qiao Jing pointed her finger at the screen.

The screen ripples like water waves from the touch point, and then the data loads. "Jinghai" is the code name of the employer this time, if you want to say the meaning of these two words. Then, the owner of this continent is Jinghai Sky City, which is equivalent to the same as the day, which is enough to show the identity of the other party.

However, the "Jinghai" who is now on the line with him is just a little person who helps the big man who doesn't care about the world deal with small things.

"It's out. ”

Qiao Jing watched the screen begin to whiten, and then the energy screen automatically expanded and became larger, becoming the most comfortable size for Qiao Jing's vision. Looking at it again, the content sent by the employer has already been presented. The screen, which recorded Qiao Jing's habitual reading speed, automatically flipped slowly from the bottom to the top.

"Hiss~" Qiao Jing's mouth opened in surprise.

"It's ...... Actually equip each person with an S1 type battle mech...... Such a big deal? Asking for ...... Is it just that the 8th is attacking Malo together? Malok is the imperial capital of the Sijiya Empire?

Then Qiao Jing clicked on the mecha information sent by the other party.

S1 model combat mecha (shark), produced in Shang Group. It is 6.8 meters tall and is a humanoid mecha.

The armament is a conventional war weapon, with two first-generation lightsabers and 20 rounds of laser projectile launchers in each hand.

…

The S1 model combat mecha is the first generation of the Shark series of mecha launched by Shang Group, although it is an old-fashioned mecha from twenty years ago, but its combat ability is undoubted, especially if it is used in such a world.

Qiao Jing didn't delve into the specific data of the mecha, but this kind of mecha is basically a nightmarish existence on land, a cruel war machine. Qiao Jing looked at the nobles around him who were just slightly more elaborate costumes, and their guards were just some strong people who could use some qi simply, wearing light armor of ordinary metal, and the bullets of the mecha could be easily torn apart, not to mention that this shark-type mecha also carried the original lightsaber.

How can such a world resist the army of steel.

However, Qiao Jing is not a girl of women's kindness, this is the choice of their real master, and she is not prepared to disobey. She still remembered her own job, and immediately responded to her employer, and while waiting for the other party's reply, she pulled the picture of the S1 mecha into the management communication layer she had established.

The red communication layer on the blue screen is lively again after a big blank space.

Class Leader: S1 mecha picture.

Gong Ce: "The class leader is online?"

Gong Ce: "What is this?"

Cheng Dongbai: "Class leader, Ye Qiuxiang, Lin Na, Wang Zixi, and Wang Jing have successfully joined us!"

Class leader: "Good work!

Gu Jiale: "!! so good?!"

Just when Qiao Jing was talking to Gong Ce, something big happened around them.

"The Archmage has entered the city!"

"The Archmage is here!"

"Look, that carriage belongs to the Archmage!"

Holding a string of roasted meat from an unknown creature in her hand, Qiao Jing looked at the people on the street who were moving out of the way on the street, passing their voices while making way for an old purple carriage.

Jingle Bell – Jingle Bell –

The wagon shook eagerly with bells. All people and things get out of the way with it.

"Sure enough, legends are just legends, rumors that everyone is talking about......" A sneer slipped from the corner of Qiao Jing's mouth, and her first impression of this archmage fell to a freezing point. Such a rampaging archmage does not correspond to the "kind" old mage that he knows from the residents.

But Qiao Jing didn't care so much, the country was doomed to ruin from the beginning. The employer quickly sent the message back.

"Jinghai" (Employer): For some reason, we have negotiated with the Takagi War Academy, a first-class war college of your college, and reached a consensus. The tasks of the S130 class are as follows, this time we will directly drop a hundred S1 type battle mechs to Maluo, please do a good job of DNA binding in advance, this time you are allowed to kill all the rebels indiscriminately, students are not allowed to expose any information about the academy and themselves, after completing the mission, the mecha recovery cannot be used for other tasks, in addition, please try to gather together.

Red AC layer.

Gong Ce: "Class leader, what is the other party's request?"

Senior: "Wait a minute. ”

After quickly replying to Gong Ce, Qiao Jing read the information sent by her employer carefully, and soon had a mirror in her heart. Reply to the employer: "You have reached an agreement with the Takagi War Academy, who represents the Takagi War Academy?

Second, why did the mecha drop to the target's hinterland?

Third, what are the reasons for some reasons, please list the specific reasons one by one. - If there is a discrepancy with the listed reasons, we have the right to immediately and unilaterally terminate the mission.

Fourth, this is an unplanned task, please make the remuneration concise, or, I will quote!"

Buzz –

Qiao Jing's terminal trembled twice.

"Soon, I thought I'd have to think about it for a long time!"

As she spoke, Qiao Jing clicked on the terminal, and the information replied by the employer came into view.

"Jinghai" employer: The student union of Takagi War Academy has full authority to represent you this time, please adjust it yourself; the release and use of the mecha is the result of your strong request, if you are not satisfied, please adjust it yourself; the rest is confidential and inconvenient to disclose, please adjust it yourself; and the remuneration has been paid, please adjust it yourself.

"Hmph. Is it a student council?"

Qiao Jing dragged all the conversations between her employer and herself into the red communication layer, she was not interested in this student union at all, according to the memory of absorption, as the class leader of 130, she was equivalent to the general of class 130. The will of the whole class is guided by itself, and the student union is not in control. This student union is like the restraint of the class leader, just like the central royal family and the local princes.

Now that the central royal family has directly taken the benefits and sold the local princes to their employers, how can there be such a good thing. So this time she didn't get paid explicitly, and she would even refuse the mission.

Then, Qiao Jing didn't look at the remarks of the two parties again. Because her sleeves had been pulled by a sloppy man, it was such a trouble.

"Well, beautiful little lady, if you will, will you lend me a silver cake?" I mean if ......."

Qiao Jing looked at this shameless man, and the vendors and the man on the side all looked at her.

Qiao Jing asked coldly, "We know each other?"

"I don't know, but you see......" the man pointed to his "luxurious" clothes.

"Get out!"

The man did not retreat, but advanced, he came to Qiao Jing's side and whispered: "I said chick, you forgot me so soon?"

"You?"

Because of the closeness, the man pulled open his clothes and let Qiao Jing see the sign burning on his chest, the green flame. Shouldn't this guy have been pinched to death by that bone, how could he still be here, and he was still rehabilitated.

"Phantom... Raven, General!"

Qiao Jing's pupils dilated, and her throat was a little dry. Mechanically pull out a silver cake.

"It used to be, but not now!Relax, relax!" The phantom crow patted Qiao Jing on the shoulder, turned his head and smiled at the vendor and said, "I said it, this is my fellow countryman!

The vendor happily took the money and began to give him change.

Qiao Jing's face was shocked, and she secretly went to contact the little pavilion boss in her hand. The phantom crow seemed to notice something, turned his face and whispered: "I won't kill you! Don't expose me! Otherwise, I will kill you!"

Qiao Jing's fingers stiffened.

"Bookmark for easy reading"