Just coordinating the operation of the humanoid mecha's mechanical arm and mechanical feet, as well as the waist and abdomen, Tang Lang crawled on the training ground for three whole days, from the slow movement at the beginning to the final use of the mechanical hands and feet, and climbed out of more than 60 yards on the training ground.

Tang Lang began to try to stand up, and firmly took the first step to control the mecha by himself.

Three days of crawling control allowed Tang Lang to basically figure out the role of dozens of buttons and four control sticks, and he could even press the mechanical button to issue more than five commands in a row.

Like a toddler, Tang Lang cautiously walked around the training ground until a week later he began to stride across the wide training ground.

The originally flat ground has been transformed into hills and hillsides by a fat white man with a can of beer and roast chicken, and a pair of sunglasses on the side.

Tang Lang and his digital mecha were once again "blue nose and swollen face", and the white fat man who was drinking beer and eating a small barbecue laughed "pig scream" again.

Watching Tang Lang get out of trouble, I'm afraid it's already a little fun for this extraterritorial artificial intelligence.

With Tang Lang's progress, the difficulty has also increased little by little, from the hilly slopes to the Gobi Desert to the lofty mountains, so that in the end, Tang Lang is facing a cliff of 90 degrees, although it is not as high as a thousand blades, but falling down from a height of 100 meters, even if it is a mecha with an excellent shock absorption system, it is definitely not a pleasant thing.

In the first few days, because Tang Lang couldn't make enough control over the mecha in the air that fell, the ending was obviously extremely unhappy with the way the upper body of the mecha landed on the ground. The white fat hob meat almost realistically transmitted the feeling of the exploded mecha and death directly to Tang Lang's cranial nerves, and at that moment, the extremely real death experience made Tang Lang really think that he was dead.

If it weren't for the next moment, the already dark vision would light up again, and the appearance of the white fat man laughing so badly that tears came out of his eyes reappeared.

Even Tang Lang, after experiencing "death" for the first time, had a brief hesitation when facing the insurmountable mountain again.

The feeling of "death" is really bad. At that moment, it was like an abyss under your body, and you could only fall helplessly downward, desperate to the point of collapse.

The tenacious heart of the warrior of the Republic made Tang Lang choose to move on, if he was even afraid of the digital simulation of death, what would he use to face those air thieves wielding the death scythe in reality? If you die here, you can be resurrected, but if you die in reality, you can't have anything.

Although Hob Meat said that the universe is composed of countless parallel spaces, there are no absolutes, he always feels that the goods are still reserved, as long as he lives, he still has the possibility of returning to his hometown, where there is his home. The warm window in my sister's house and the little hand waved by my nephew when he parted were all reasons why he had to survive under this starry sky.

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After "falling to death" forty times in a row, Tang Lang was finally able to control the mecha in the air to land on both feet, although the huge impact force made the shock absorption system of the mecha's feet make an overwhelming cracking sound, but the mecha and the mecha pilot were magically alive.

Tang Lang didn't know that this kind of training method for mecha control did not belong to any country under this starry sky, even if it was virtual. The mecha of this era is mainly responsible for land operations on the surface of the planet and the battle inside the starship, and there is no country that develops the mecha into a "Gundam" that can fly to the sky like Transformers, not that the engine technology cannot be reached, but there is no need for this at all. The planet's interior can reach speeds of up to 10,000 kilometers per hour, and the appearance of triangular air and space fighters has already met the tactical needs, and no one needs this kind of land hegemon, which relies on armor and firepower to break through on the ground, and then fly into the sky to become a live target for high-speed missiles and energy cannons.

Compared to other intelligent races, humans who are skilled in the art of war have no more control over their tactical choices.

Therefore, the shock absorption design of the mecha is also mostly aimed at the ground battlefield, unless it is a tactical need, the mecha is temporarily attached with an anti-gravity plug-in for long-distance airborne dropping, like Tang Lang, who falls from a height of more than 100 meters and falls from a free fall only supported by foot shock absorption, which is basically not in the design.

Tang Lang was cheated by the white fat man, but the experience between life and death again and again made Tang Lang learn to issue nearly a hundred commands in a few seconds to make the mecha adjust its center of gravity in the air and pose to accept the collision. His hand speed reached almost twenty-five movements per second.

If the eldest grandson Xueqing was here, she would definitely stare at her always calm Danfeng eyes.

Because that, it is the standard of a third-level junior mecha master, and it takes up to three years for an average trainee to reach this level.

Not to mention the eldest grandson Xueqing, it is the white fat man, when he saw Tang Lang no longer fall down in embarrassment on the twentieth "data day" of crossing the digital mountain, and even in the end, he learned to use the energy of the mecha engine in the air to spray uninterruptedly, and use the arm of the mecha and the spear behind the back to use the mountain wall to slow down the mecha, even if the height has reached 400 meters, the mecha can land unscathed, and he forgot to bite the chicken leg that does not actually exist.

Tang Lang didn't have an unparalleled talent for piloting this kind of mecha that seemed to be extremely ancient to the white fat man, but his mind was too calm, and his nerves were extremely tough. At least, in the database of hob meat, there is no training program "death" forty times that can actively choose to continue to meet the existence of death.

Tang Lang is the first one.

Although he didn't know if Tang Lang was the one who had reached the standard of a junior third-level mecha in such a short period of time in this starry sky, this terrifying tenacity that dared to take the initiative to meet death again and again was the first person of dozens of intelligent races recorded in the Andromeda Galaxy's brain database.

Are all humans in the galaxy so terrifying? For the first time, Hob Meat felt a hint of awe at what he had judged to be a race of primary sapient beings in his database.

Because even he cherishes life very much, otherwise he would never be so aggrieved to sign a bullshit friend with a primary intelligent life in his eyes. It's like humans and gorillas burning yellow paper, drinking blood wine, and prostrating three times to become brothers.

Artificial intelligence may not understand that for some people, there is something far more precious than life in this world.

Like freedom, or home, or maybe something else. The emotions of intelligent creatures like human beings, even if they are advanced artificial intelligence, cannot be simulated 100%.

No matter how surprised the white fat man was, Tang Lang had an extremely difficult but brilliant first semester.

In the time of two "data months", he can already control the mecha in any environment, walking on the ground, and running wildly.

His hand speed may only be at the level of a junior third-level mecha master, but his ability to control and balance the various parts of the mecha's body is actually far beyond the level he has shown.

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PS: I saw a few readers' comments, thinking that Fengyue's mecha setting is too old, for this, Fengyue wants to say that Fengyue is leaving enough space for the protagonist and super intelligent hob meat, in the future, mecha technology will be able to take off, and the higher-tech mecha you expect to see will come. Moreover, the war of mankind has stopped for so many years, and only the arrival of war will catalyze the rapid development of mecha technology, and Fengyue also needs to leave space for the entire battlefield.

However, thanks to the reader's suggestion, you can join the group: 275952626, if there is any mecha setting, you can communicate directly with Fengyue, and Fengyue is looking forward to your arrival.