Ducaente packed his school bag, carried it in his hand, and slowly walked out of the classroom.

More than eighty percent of the other students in the classroom have mecha driving qualifications.

There are very few people in Ice Te who are not qualified to pilot mechs. The only thing they don't have is the helmet qualification.

Ducaent is one of the people who can't fly a mech.

So, even though he was excellent in other aspects, no one wanted to approach him.

On the one hand, he has a cold and hard temper, speaks prickly, and shows no mercy.

On the other hand, it is also because he is not qualified to pilot a mecha.

Mecha and non-mecha trainees, even in terms of social status, there is a big gap.

Walking out of the classroom, Ducaent did not take the elevator, but calmly descended the stairs step by step.

Backbite...

His communication phone rings. Then he clicked on it casually.

A translucent virtual image automatically appeared in the field of view of his right eye.

In the image, it is a young girl who bears a five-point resemblance to him.

"Last night, there was a terrorist attack in the area where you lived, and a helmet entered the quarantine space there. Are you alright?"

The girl asked with a calm face. The personality seems to be as cold as Ducaant.

"It's fine. Ducaente replied calmly.

"It's okay. I listen to the loudness and say, you.... Haven't given up yet?" the girl asked again.

"......." Ducaent did not reply.

Since killing the space-isolated mecha that day, his thirst for the helmet is no longer as strong as before.

"Why don't you answer me?" the girl's eyes lit up, and her tone became a little cold.

"As your own sister, I have the right to ask you for your decision. There was a hint of the usual high-level momentum in her eyes.

"I decided to give up. Ducaent spoke suddenly.

“...... Abandon. The girl quickly calmed down, and the previous feeling of depression quickly subsided.

As a top genius who has stepped into the chaotic star universe and formed his own rudimentary warband.

She and Ducaente are completely heaven and earth.

Ducanilla, who awakened the Helmet qualification at the age of ten, became one of the official preparers for adjusting the Helmet.

Although the Adjusted Helmet is called a pseudo-helmet by many researchers, it still has a far more powerful power than ordinary mechs.

The strongest elite among them can even single-handedly take on a small fleet.

The ultra-high cost performance of mechs and battle helmets, as well as the terrifying explosive combat effectiveness, are the key reasons why the Star Federation and other major forces list them as the main force of war.

"I decided to give up. "I don't want anything right now, I just want to live a peaceful life." ”

"Really?"

"Yes. ”

"......" Ducanilla was speechless. But in the same way, she was slightly relieved in her heart.

Maybe that's okay, although the world of mecha and helmet is wonderful, but the danger is indescribable.

It's not bad for my brother to live so quietly.

The family is supported by her.

"I see. She sighed faintly. "I'll be back in a while. Hope to meet you. ”

"Good. Ducaente replied.

Smack.

The two were disconnected.

Ducaent had already walked out of school by this time.

Along the sidewalk of the street, he walked forward with neither fast nor slow steps. Just turned a T-junction.

Hiss....

Everything in front of him flickered and blurred.

The surrounding streets, the bright street lights in the evening, the vehicles that have just passed by, the pedestrians talking and laughing.

In this instant, everything fades and disappears.

It's fast, but it doesn't take a few seconds.

Streets and buildings resurface.

But pedestrians and vehicles have disappeared completely.

Instead, there are wide, empty, deserted intersections.

Bang, bang.

In the distance, there was a faint sound of violent impact.

It seems that some organism is fighting to the death.

Rumble!

After an explosion, orange-red flames burst into the sky. From afar, you can see that many buildings have been affected, blown up and collapsed.

"Since I had the Holy Power, there is no way to filter me out of the isolation space anymore....." Ducaente was helpless.

Obviously, this was an unexpected event that affected him.

The isolation space was supposed to isolate all imbeciles. Only individuals with high-energy reflexes will be included.

But now, since he possessed the Holy Power, he had also become a so-called high-powered individual.

Thereupon....

"Forget it, it has nothing to do with me anyway, just stay away. ”

Ducaent continued to walk briskly in the direction he had previously walked towards his home.

It's just that I didn't go out of 100 meters.

Rumble!!

A wall on the left exploded.

Two mechas, one red and one black, struggled and fell out heavily. It fell on the road less than ten meters from Ducaent.

The sheer weight of the two mechs smashed even a big pothole into the sturdy high-pressure pavement.

In the deathmatch between the two mecha here, the third black mecha slowly fell from the sky. Drop to a street lamp not far away.

"You're going to make a mistake? We've got to catch the next one. The third mech was a little impatient, and a shrill man's voice came from inside.

Boom!

The red mecha on the ground was smashed open by the opponent's elbow, and rolled several times with bruises all over its body. I don't think so.

At this time, the two black mechs noticed that there was a Ducaent dressed as a student standing next to them.

"Is there anyone? Is there a malfunction in the isolation space?"

"There is only one eyewitness, resolved, it's time to go. ”

The two black mechs exchanged words to themselves, and one of them raised his arm and pointed the barrel of the gun on his arm at Ducaent.

"How dare you massacre civilians for no reason! Damn it! Hurry up!!"

The red mech on the ground raised its hand and fired a shot aimed precisely at the barrel of Ducaent's gun.

Then it leaped to its feet and collided with the black mech again.

The two behemoths scuffled together again.

"So, I hate trouble. ”

Ducaent looked helplessly at the scene in front of him, and pulled out a short knife pinned to his belt with his backhand.

Woo...

In an instant, a bright white light ignited on his body that ordinary people could not see.

Hiss...

The knife in his hand slowly pulled out a gap, and the sharp alloy reflection glowed with an icy chill.

Phew!!

In an instant, a silver light lit up, turning into a silk streamer, gently slashing between the two grappling mechs.

Then the silver light jumped, piercing through another black mech standing nearby.

Behind the black mecha, the air blurred for a moment, and Ducaent's figure suddenly appeared.

He spun the blade in his palm and retracted it behind him.

The three-fold strength of the physical fitness, catalyzed by the divine power, exploded in an instant, plus he has a very deep study and research on the key points of the mecha.

Cutting off the mecha's vital joints and sensors in an instant was not a difficult task for him.

Bang!

The two black mechs fell to the ground at almost the same time, and the electric current flashed on their bodies, and they exploded with a bang.

The red mecha standing on the ground stiffened all over, obviously stunned.

The red electronic eye stared motionlessly in the direction of Ducaent.

Before he could come to his senses, Ducaente had already put away his short knife and walked slowly in the direction of his house.

......

......

Click.

The door opened.

As soon as Ducaent entered, he saw a beautiful young woman slumped on the sofa watching TV and jumped up and rushed towards him.

"Welcome back!" "The young woman Shalu has stayed here since he rescued her last time.

Every time she drove her away, she looked pitiful and homeless.

And it just so happens that Ducaent is this hard-mouthed and soft-hearted character.

It's just that...... Who is the other person on the couch?

Ducaent's face sank.