"Are you still going to go down this path all the time? You don't see any hope? Isn't it the same to be a research scholar or a mid-level officer in the fleet? Why do you have to become a mech pilot?"

In the White Elephant University, in the projection angle between several academic buildings, Ducaent and his cousin Loudness stood alone.

Since he was a child, he has the best relationship with loudness, and since he was tested for qualifications, loudness has not been like other family children, slowly alienating him.

That's why he still recognizes loudness as a friend.

"Middle-level officers, research scholars, can they turn the tide of the war on their own?" there was no rebuttal, and Ducaant just asked calmly.

Loudness was stunned.

He is different from his cousin Ducaent, he does not have the handsome face of his cousin, but he has a more playboy style in temperament, and strangely, this kind of affair is not very annoying to girls.

So that's why he's always been popular with girls at school.

Although he has always been known for his eloquent speech, he has already said everything he needs to say about his cousin on this topic.

The effect is very weak.

"Isn't it good to live a peaceful life? Why do you have to pursue fighting and killing, isn't it nice for everyone to sit down together, drink, play cards, and sing songs?"

"That's the life of a pig. Dukaent said coldly, "I, Dukaent, have been doing what I want since I was born! No one can stop me! Even if I die, I will kill myself before others kill me!"

"......" Xiangdu's expression froze, "Cousin, you really have nothing to say like this." I can't talk about it this day. ”

"You're different from me. Let's go back. Ducaente said lightly.

Yes, my cousin is not only completely different from him in personality, but also the elite in the family in terms of qualifications.

In the future, even if he doesn't train anything, he can easily obtain the qualification to pilot a mecha, and at the same time, he will have family resources to support him to condense his battle helmet.

This kind of thing is equivalent to a high-end version of a mecha, which is not accessible to ordinary civilians.

Even many civilians don't even know that there is such a thing.

And loudness is born directly to the highest place.

He simply did not understand the desire for power for an unqualified person.

Ducaent strode out of the shadows and walked in the direction of the school's simulation room.

Now, though, he's different.

He closed his eyes, and at all times he could see the snake symbol that was constantly turning.

The symbol continuously released a trace of cold current, pouring into his body, making the cells in his body seem to be cheering.

He could feel that he was getting stronger, stronger.

Originally, he thought that after he got this mysterious symbol, it should be helpful to pilot the mech.

Then he paid for it again at his own expense.

Unfortunately, the results are still the same.

This stuff didn't help him improve his qualifications. The only effect is to make him stronger every moment.

Yes.

The flesh becomes stronger.

"That bookstore..... That boss...."

Ducaent was well aware that he had encountered an adventure.

He had never seen such a power in any of the classics, it was not like technology, but more like another mysterious unknown system.

"Perhaps.... This will be my only chance!" he walked into the simulation room, his eyes flashing with a twinkle.

..............

..............

A few days later....

Hope Bookstore.

After a few days, Brunsimier never imagined that she would be standing in front of this bookstore again so quickly.

But he had to come.

That mysterious lion symbol gave him a taste of unprecedented power. But at the same time, it is accompanied by the same intense pain and attrition.

Consumption of lifespan.

He's found a change in himself.

After the continuous use of the mysterious symbols, his body was slowly failing. Crow's feet faintly appeared in the corners of his eyes, and his forehead slowly developed forehead lines.

This terrifying change made him feel unprecedented fear.

So, he's back.

Gently pushing open the door, Bren slowly walked into the bookstore in a neat and appropriate short brown trench coat.

The girl in the black dress, Vera, was still behind the counter, quietly waiting for the customer to come over with the book to settle the bill.

The store manager and boss stood in front of the bookshelf, as if he was thinking about what books to choose.

"Boss. Bren tried to calm his voice and become decent and respectful.

"Oh, it's you?" Lin Sheng turned around and saw Bren without any surprise.

Once Bren realizes the change in himself, it is inevitable that he will come back to him.

"Looks like you've got what you want. Ahead. Lin Sheng had a gentle smile on his face.

“...... Boss.... I.... I want a way out..."Bren lowered his head, keeping his voice as low as he could.

"But why should I save you?" Lin Sheng raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Money, I can exchange it for!" replied Bren quickly. Although even he himself was not confident in this answer.

"I don't need money. That's far from enough...."Lin Sheng said lightly. "And do you think you're worth my help?"

"......." Brun was speechless for a moment.

In front of this bookstore owner, he had a special fear of being seen through.

This fear, combined with the cost of his life from the mystical symbol. This made the fear in his heart grow stronger and stronger.

"So, what do I have to do to get you to help me?!" he asked through gritted teeth.

Lin Sheng smiled.

"I'm not going to help you. Hidden under his harmonious smile was a deep coldness and indifference.

"Go and break free. Lin Sheng turned around and walked towards the back room. "If you can break free from the mystery I have given you. Then I will prepare a nice gift for you individually. ”

Brun stiffened, and by the time he reacted, Lin Sheng had disappeared, leaving only the slowly turning curtain of the inner room.

"I'm going to die..."Bren gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and his eyes quickly turned red.

The other party looked at him like a giant on top of him, looking at a small ant at the bottom of his feet.

That kind of look was cold and ruthless, as sharp and cold as metal.

Holding back the anger and resentment in his heart, Bren lowered his head and still bowed respectfully to Lin Sheng, which was regarded as a salute.

Then he raised his head, looked deeply at the entire bookstore, turned and left.

Because he already knew that he wouldn't get any help from the bookstore.

During the time he got the ability, he experienced a lot of excitement that he had never thought of before.

He didn't want to go back, he didn't want to go back to the humble and pitiful life he once had.

'Wait, I'll be back!' walked a full few hundred meters. Brun turned his head and looked in the direction of the bookstore.

He clenched his fists, the anger in his heart like a volcanic eruption, but there was no expression on his face.

"I, Brunsimiel, will one day, I will make you regret it!

He roared in his heart. Then he turned around and strode away.