That is, the day after the chip was brought back, all the personnel in the institute collectively entered a state of madness. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThese people barely eat or drink, and are all about circling around the chip.

The fat man really can't stand these research freaks, although he is very interested in some machinery, but if he doesn't eat or drink, the fat man won't be killed.

While at the research institute, the fat man took another look at the mecha in the main laboratory. A month ago, the mech had only a basic skeleton, but now it has a basic form. The mecha, which is only eight meters tall, also looks extraordinary.

Although this mysterious mecha is nearly half completed, the old man Osmond says that this mecha is still just an empty shell, lacking the most important things. Although the fat man was curious, the old man did not tell him what it was.

If the fat man wants to return to Kolo, he will have to wait another week. The transport ship formation had just left the base, and it had to wait a little longer to catch the next one. The fat man is not bad for a few days, and it is better to adjust his condition in the institute.

The fat man's stay at the institute seemed to be in the way, and the former testing ground became his paradise. With his identity card in hand, the fat man has been able to enter and exit the test site at will.

The test site is still the same as before, as if no one has been there for more than a month. But in the innermost part of the proving ground, a delicate lockbox was being firmly sealed, as if it contained something extraordinary, but there was no such lockbox in the fat man's impression.

The cold weapons on the test ground are very simple, except for the knife is a knife, and many fat people can't use the weapons they learned in ancient books.

picked a long knife at random, and the fat man practiced the knife technique in the ancient book. There are a lot of knife techniques recorded in ancient books, and it takes more than an hour for the fat man to pick a few things and practice. Then there was the boxing method, although the fat man looked clumsy, but a set of boxing techniques was in place, and he waved it vigorously.

Although there are many mecha in the test ground, they are basically the main battle mecha of the Federation, and they are all mecha of more than six generations, like the [Beast II] that the fat man picked up in Talgan can't be found here at all. Maybe this proving ground has been abandoned for too long, and it's time to update the equipment and supplies.

Opening the warehouse, the fat man picked and picked, and was finally surprised to find that there was an eighth-generation [Star King] mecha inside.

The only mecha independently developed and manufactured by the Federation, and the giant killing weapon that only an ace pilot can control, is actually in this almost abandoned warehouse? The fat man really couldn't figure out what the managers in charge of the test site thought.

Hop on the [Star King] and the fat man skillfully pilots the mecha out of the warehouse.

This is the first time for the fat man to pilot the eighth-generation mecha, and although he has fought with the [Star King], he has not really experienced the power of the eighth-generation mecha in his own hands.

Pulling out the spear behind the mecha, the fat man skillfully danced a few spear flowers. The fat man was stunned, and the mecha also stood still, and the test site entered a silence.

Suddenly, the spear in [Star King's] hand spun, this time not in his hand but around the fuselage, alternating his hands to form an impenetrable shadow of the gun. The spear is like a shadow, and this is in the hands of a mech.

It would be impossible to say that the design and manufacture of [Star King] did not draw on the materials of the earth. In the fat man's opinion, the design of this spear is invincible in mecha hand-to-hand combat. But for the same reason, [Star King] focused on melee combat and lost on long-range firepower. And more ace pilots couldn't use the [Star King]'s spear to its due power, so the [Star King] became the inferior product of the eight generations of mechas.

Spears wield.

The gusts of wind brought by the spears cut through the surrounding air like knives, bringing a sharp sound of breaking wind. [Star King]'s pace is also becoming more and more psychedelic, and every movement seems to be unintentional but can move at will.

This is the marksmanship and footwork recorded in the ancient books, and the fat man showed it for the first time through the hand of the mecha.

The wind stops and the guns stop.

[Star King] stood still again, and the spear was put back behind him, and there was nothing unusual except for the rifts that the spear had slashed across the ground, and everything was calm.

The fat man lazily leaned on the driver's seat and stretched his waist, the cockpit of this eighth-generation mecha is really not covered. Not only is the mecha strong, but even the cockpit is as enjoyable as a five-star. This is much better than his bedroom in the institute, and the fat man can't wait to sleep in the mech for the next few days.

Reluctantly quit the mecha, and the fat man changed a few more mechs to practice. The gap between the sixth, seventh, and eighth generations of mechs became more and more obvious at this time, and although he couldn't try long-range firepower here, he used the melee weapons of each mecha all over again.

When it was getting dark, Leng Xiling took the time to come once. Seeing the mecha that was concentrating on the test ground, Leng Xiling turned around and went back.

In this way, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

The fat man finished practicing each mecha in the warehouse, and when he saw that the time was already eight o'clock in the evening. The fat man yawned, and a wave of sleepiness hit his brain. Since the morning today, the fat man has focused on fighting practice almost every moment, and his mental consumption is very serious.

However, just as the fat man walked out of the testing ground and was about to return to the research institute. A violent stimulus kept echoing in his stomach, and the fat man was shocked, ", I haven't eaten for a day?!" ”

The fat man ran to the institute with a cigarette, the intense hunger in his stomach had made him feel painful, and only food could bring him back to normal.

He ran back to the research institute in a hurry, but the fat man found that the cafeteria was empty, it turned out that the researchers had already eaten dinner, and the time for supper had not yet arrived, and there was nothing to eat in the cafeteria.

"!!" The fat man's face is full of pit dads with a capital letter.

However, at this moment, Leng Xiling brought a small insulating pot and put it on the dining table. The fat man sniffed the fragrance and could conclude that the life-saving thing was in this thermos.

Sure enough, Leng Xiling opened the insulated pot, revealing white rice porridge. There is also a lot of lean meat and egg flower in the rice porridge. The aroma poured out at the moment the lid was lifted, filling the entire cafeteria.

Leng Xiling glanced at the fat man who was constantly swallowing saliva and glared at this side, beckoned, "Eat." ”

With a whoosh, the fat man rushed up.

Leng Xiling had just taken out a bowl from the cabinet, and the fat man actually picked up the entire insulating pot. Leng Xiling was angry and funny when he saw this, "You are a dead fat man, you are not afraid of choking to death." ”

The fat man couldn't speak, just held the pot and shook it with his head.

"Fatty, you seem to have been there for a day?" Leng Xiling sat on the chair, supporting the seat with both hands, looking curious.

"Uh~" The fat man first burped, and then said, "Yes, otherwise what else would you do idle." I think it's a good proving ground, but I can't play against others. ”

The only thing that worries a fat man after a day of practice is that he has nowhere to find an opponent to verify his strength.

"That's right." Leng Xiling pondered for a moment, "In the past few days of your mission, the research institute has developed a virtual battle system together with the major research institutes of the Federation. This system should be able to solve your current problem. ”

"Virtual Battle System...... What is that? "The fat man felt as if many things had happened during his time on the front line that he didn't know.

"The virtual battle system is a system independently developed within the Kolo Federation, through which you can conduct 1v1 mecha battles with other players, and this system has been popularized in the major military academies and armies of the Federation, and there are currently tens of thousands of users."

"I'll go, mecha battle? Tens of thousands of cadets and soldiers? "The fat man was a little surprised, and now he was able to fight mecha battles with opponents through virtual machines?

"It is said that several superpowers in the star field have joined forces to create a real mecha battle game, which is far more advanced than our system, and will be open to all users in the star field, whether it is soldiers or ordinary people."

"Uh......" The fat man was already a little stunned when he heard it.

"It seems that in another month, this mecha battle system will be in open beta in the whole star domain, and the name seems to be ......'Mecha Battle Frenzy'!" Leng Xiling didn't pay much attention to this aspect of information, and thought about it for a long time before remembering the name.

"I'm ......" the fat man was still trying to digest the huge amount of information, "I'll go, it's awesome!" ”

The fat man got up and startled Leng Xiling.

"What are you doing, you want to scare people to death!" Leng Xiling clutched his heart and said.

"Under ..... At present, there is still one thing that I don't know whether to talk about or not. ”

"Tell me something!"

"This porridge...... Anything else? The fat man looked at the empty thermos pot, "This doesn't care if it's full at all..."

"Get out!"

Watching Leng Xiling pick up the thermos pot and run back to the laboratory quickly, the fat man touched his stomach again and said, "I'm really not full.......