Under normal circumstances, students have the right to choose a mount, after all, a Warcraft that is very compatible with them is definitely easier to control than a Warcraft that is incompatible with them, and it is more efficient in battle or anything else. However, there are not so many options in wartime, unless it is those at the level of a team leader, who will specially customize a special mount for you?

Even ordinary students are like this, not to mention Nangong Rong of scum 5, and this thing also has a special physique that can be controlled no matter what kind of demonic beast, so - the special mount for teenagers? Wake up, it doesn't exist.

So even if Nangong Rong was unwilling, he could only accept the tailless scorpion in front of him, which was bigger than a car, otherwise he would have no mount available. Because Benny arranged all the added demonic beasts to the other team members who lost their mounts, only this scorpion said that no one wanted anything, so it was "cheap" Nangong Rong. Otherwise, there would be no mounts available to the teenager in the artillery type Warcraft unit that had suffered heavy losses due to the dual care of the Alliance's map artillery and the air force, and even if he was transferred, he could only stare dryly.

Either take the scorpion to the next battle or play soy sauce with nothing to do, considering that the next battle system will definitely release a mission, Nangong Rong, who wants to gain a lot of experience points, finds that he has no other choice at all. So the scorpion is the scorpion, anyway, this guy is also an existence that was created for fighting, even if it can't be controlled well, don't worry about it running around the battlefield.

After entering the scorpion and simply walking around the neighborhood for a few times, Nangong Rong got out of the mount and left it, while Benny, who had been watching from the side, raised his hand and greeted: "It doesn't seem like it's too bad, at least it didn't directly take you back to nature or defect to the allies." Sure enough, it's true that no matter what kind of monster you can control, it's a pity that the control ability is really mind-blowing, otherwise you kid would have been against the sky a long time ago. ”

The sensible scorpion was not very happy to accept the instructions sent by Nangong Rong, and some of the instructions he didn't understand at all, so don't look at the young man just driving the mount around the neighborhood twice, in fact, he was already as tired as a dog. Of course, as the first time Nangong Rong and Scorpion cooperated with each other, the unwillingness and incomprehension of the mount can be eliminated through training, anyway, at least the alliance should not attack casually in the past few days, and there is time for the young man to toss slowly.

"Ahaha, this should be considered a balance of heaven. Nangong Rong couldn't help but scratch his head with a smile when he heard this, "Now what I have to do is to find a way to improve my control ability, even if I can't become an elite like Benny, at least I have to be a panacea who can hold any position." Although there has been no progress in this exercise......"

Benny not only looks like an uncle, but also has a similar personality to an uncle, and immediately took two steps forward and patted the young man's shoulder and said with a smile: "Maybe you kid doesn't have the talent for this at all, but you don't need to worry, you can still do some simple chores, such as building fortifications." ”

[That's something that an uncontrolled monster can do, dare to love me, in his eyes, I'm the head of a civil engineering team?]

Although he was full of resentment, Nangong Rong also knew that what Benny said was right, if even the long-range demonic beasts were not suitable for him this time, then the young man could really only lead a group of low-level cannon fodder to transform the terrain every day. The poor ability to control the monster has become Nangong Rong's biggest obstacle at present, and this is not a problem that can be solved through exercise, and the boy also feels helpless about it.

"Let's talk about that day, at least I'm still a combatant. The young man with a black line on his head did not hesitate to raise his hand and pat away the uncle's salty pig's trotters, so as not to cause some unnecessary misunderstandings among the other nearby team members who were training, "In addition, I'm already very tired from controlling the Warcraft, if you don't mind, can you let go and let me go to the side to rest, Uncle (biting the accent)?"

Benny was unexpectedly furious on the spot like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "You are the uncle, your whole family is an uncle!

The demonic beasts in the nearby training immediately rolled all over the ground, and those who did not enter the mount were not spared, and in an instant, the ground was full of all kinds of people and demonic beasts in all directions, and the scene looked spectacular. Of course, Nangong Rong, as the initiator, did not follow the crowd, after all, this situation has appeared many times in the academy, even a teenager who rarely deals with others knows Benny's problem, and has long been mentally prepared.

"Okay uncle, yes uncle, no problem uncle. Nangong Rong, who was extremely calm about this, spread his hands nonchalantly and said, "Can I go down and rest?"

"Get out of here and run five more laps!"

So the boy's long-awaited rest came to naught, and he could only return to the scorpion again and slowly run in with the mount. Of course, in a sense, this is not a bad thing, although Nangong Rong can't effectively control the scorpion, at least the latter hasn't thrown him out, not to mention that letting the mount move freely has become what the boy is best at, what he needs now is to find a way to combine the skills provided by the system with the demonic beast.

This is not something that it can understand by saying a few words to the scorpion, in fact, Nangong Rong had already tried it when he ran laps before, but the mount completely ignored him. The main reason why the attempt failed was that the boy could not feel the presence of the device when he connected to the mount, and his senses were completely assimilated with the scorpion, and no matter how much the system shouted, it was useless.

To put it simply, the boy subconsciously strengthened his control of the scorpion, and although it helped him barely control the mount, it also made him forget to let the mount move freely as before, and as a result, he was too involved to ignore some other things around him.

After all, Nangong Rong is not a rookie who doesn't understand anything when riding a Warcraft for the first time, he realized the mistake he made almost when he left the mount, so he deliberately made a joke to the death so that he could enter the scorpion's body again and try instead of resting next to it - in the academy, the teenager is not so diligent, and he has just finished running a lap here and has to enter the mount's body again, or something, it is easy to make others wonder, but if it is the punishment of the captain, it will naturally not attract attention.

After letting the scorpion play by itself, Nangong Rong held the watch in front of him and asked seriously: "Now, what should you do to make the Demon Beast accept your skills? If it refuses to accept it, then everything will be out of the question." ”

"To be reasonable, I don't have the slightest information in my database about the way you created to manipulate the beasts, so I really can't help much. The system gave the boy a helpless expression and suggested in an uncertain tone, "Maybe you can try to use the skill directly on the mount, and then connect with it to let the other party understand what you mean?" Although this guy's magic source and launch organ are designed to be rough and look like they were spliced together, they can be used normally after all, and there is no problem at all in strengthening the skills of this system - in other words, as long as the mount understands what you mean, the skill can be used immediately. ”

Then you have to let it really understand, and the insect has a spiritual exchange or something, there must be a limit to what is difficult for a strong man! If there is a cup in front of him, Nangong Rong promises that he will definitely smash it on the ground on the spot, but in fact, there is nothing that can be dropped, so the young man can only lose a blessing to the mount with a desperate and confused face, and then continue to play the piano with it.

Nangong Rong: "Na, did you feel the spell just now, what do you think of the effect?"

Scorpion: "......"

Nangong Rong (continue to work hard): "How about the reaction, how do you know what you're thinking if you don't say anything?" I just want you to help strengthen similar spells and launch them through the jet organ, okay, you can give a quasi." ”

Scorpion: "?"

Nangong Rong (cradled with his head in his hands): "The goddess is above, what kind of thinking circuit do those guys who use insects as mounts have, I can't even imagine! Is this really a creature that can communicate?"

Scorpion: "_(:зゝ∠)_"

System (interjection): "You have instilled too much information into the mount at one time, and people have never reacted, perhaps because they can't handle it at all." How about trying to simplify a little bit?"

[Are you mocking the scorpion's IQ in disguise? Although I always feel that the system does seem to have some truth in what she says, let's listen to her once. 】

So after a moment of silence, Nangong Rong sent a few words to the scorpion instead of a complete sentence: "Spell, absorb, strengthen, and launch again." ”

A few seconds later, a message came back from the sea of consciousness of the scorpion, which had always felt like a pulp: "Analysis, time, waiting." ”

Nangong Rong couldn't help but be happy while being stunned, although this kind of communication was very difficult and wasted brain cells, it was much better than the scorpion that didn't react at all before. As long as it is able to communicate, the mount can be trained to remember what to do when the controller gives certain instructions, so that it can naturally cast spells or fight effectively.

"How is it, is there a result?" The sweet and greasy voice of the system soon sounded, and it seemed that the person who was her template should probably be an impatient and impatient, "If this method doesn't even work, then you can really only consider changing mounts." ”

"There was a response, and it seemed to work well. Nangong Rong replied nonchalantly, after all, most of his attention was still focused on communicating with the mount, "Later, you can use your skills to show it again, it's enough to remember, more people can't accept it." ”

"It's not your turn, the guy who used a lot of lines to muddle his mount with a full face every time came to me!"

Nangong Rong decisively chose to shut up obediently, and the young man even had the illusion that there was a blonde Lori standing in front of him who was pointing at his nose with one hand on his waist and the other pointing at his nose and speaking loudly and violently, and that powerful aura was so powerful that people didn't dare to look directly at him.

The system began to cast the blessing spell, because it was in the scorpion's body and the buff was buffed, so the spell was not hindered at all, and it was quickly absorbed by the mount. Then there was no movement, Nangong Rong knew that this was a scorpion slowly analyzing the spell, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to let the mount wander around on the temporary training ground, smelling the exhaust of the car and knocking on the tank armor on the other.

Although Benny clamored for Nangong Rong to run five more laps, it was just a daily joke after all, and no one supervised the boy to really control the scorpion to run laps, so no one cared about this monster tossing around. After all, when no one controls them, these restless big guys always like to run around with nothing to do, and sometimes they will jam the traffic, and everyone will get used to seeing more.

So when the young man's mount suddenly lit up a small magic array near the cavity of the ejection organ and projected the spell, no one even noticed. Besides, no one cares even if it is seen, this scorpion belongs to the shelling type of demonic beast, and it is normal to be able to cast spells - even if its controller is Nangong Rong, there are times when the blind cat encounters a dead mouse, right?

Nangong Rong, who had successfully completed the experiment, was excited, and immediately drilled out the scorpion and rushed straight to the previous target of the spell, the crooked-necked tree that had survived the artillery fire, and after reaching its vicinity, he raised his hand and repeatedly patted it on its surface.

Since there was no one around, the system opened up unscrupulously: "What are you kid shooting tree trunks?"

"Didn't the scorpion just throw an enhanced version of the blessing spell at it, I want to see how it works. ”

"Well, the effect of the Blessing Spell is to increase defense, but are you sure you want to test it in this teasing way? Even if the tree is not blessed with it, your bare hands won't have much effect on it. At this time, you should take out the dagger and stab it fiercely, so that you can conduct an effective test, right?"

When Nangong Rong heard this, he suddenly looked confused: "Dagger, what dagger?"

", you're a soldier and barely an official, and you don't even carry a delicate saber or dagger, which is a very useful prop that is very useful when you are playing handsome and fighting with others in the process of fighting with others and causing a fight?

To be reasonable, Nangong Rong really wanted to refute something, but when he thought of Virentina's refusal without hesitation, the young man suddenly lost his temper, so he could only silently squat down and pick up a fist-sized stone.

"You don't need to sacrifice something as dangerous as a dagger, and if you want to test the strength of your defenses, this thing is enough. ”

Before he could finish speaking, the boy smashed the stone in his hand into the trunk of the tree.