Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Mechanical Show

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'Left... Right... Left... Advance... Roll over...'

Ma Ping'an was talking to himself, while firmly grasping the joystick in his hand, a golden mecha made various postures with his command.

When I was in Sawanuma, although I saw a lot of it, and I also operated it in the second old man's simulated combat instrument, but this was the first time I actually used it.

Fortunately, Ma Ping'an seemed to have an instinctive advantage of almost genius in these combat equipment, and it didn't take long for him to be extremely flexible.

But looking at the posture of the huge body of the mecha, no matter how you look at it, it looks like an aunt is dancing rhythmic gymnastics...

This X-5 was originally silver, but after being coated with super silicon synthetic powder, it turned golden yellow, and the beam booster gun had reached the limit of one hundred and fifty energy degrees, and its overall performance was much stronger than those two miscellaneous mechas.

"Shoot..."

As soon as the mechanical synthesized sound sounded, an arc of blue light appeared from the tip of the beam power-up gun in his left hand.

Hu Si immediately came out with a nervous face, and opened his hands wide like an old hen guarding her cubs: "Brother Ma, don't mess around... I can't afford to be tormented like this here..."

"Just kidding..."

Ma Ping'an sat in the driver's cab and looked at the piles of instruments next to him, and laughed embarrassedly.

After a few more poss, Ma Ping'an shook the mecha's head and began to get bored: "Well, I have to find a place to play and see how your modification works!"

You can't let some people eat so much roast chicken for nothing... In case of... Hum.... ”

Ma Ping'an smiled and looked at the old man who was hunched cross-legged on a pile of boxes, trying to eliminate the food in his hands.

The round head of the mecha turned around cooperatively, just in time to see the old man's raised middle finger, and there was a trace of greasy chicken hanging in the nail...

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New Magic Capital Machinery Show

This huge, quirky-named arched structure sits on the ruins of the ancient Nanpu Bridge, which is actually a mecha club.

It stands to reason that such a place should not exist - private ownership of mechs is not legal in the Alliance.

But for a variety of reasons, the club has become a popular pastime for those who have money.

Of course, most of the people who come are only young people in their families, and naturally, the identity of the customers is also one of the important reasons why the club can continue to exist without any trouble.

This is the place where the young elite are looking for excitement.

After the mecha was born, it quickly became the most important part of these guys' toy lists.

The use of mecha to fight for wealth soon replaced flying cars and became the most popular fashion.

If you don't have muscles to show off in front of beautiful women, then it's also a good choice to show off your mighty mecha.

Money is not a problem at all for these rich disciples, so a mecha with millions often costs tens of millions to modify, not to mention the performance, the fancy appearance alone is enough to make people stunned.

Ma Ping'an was in such a bewilderment at this time, when above the ******-shaped gate was a dazzling neon light, and under the neon lights, there was a row of sculptures full of metal.

In the middle of the sculpture is an entrance more than four meters wide, and a thousand strange mecha are swaying inside.

Some of the shells were plated with diamonds, some were equipped with a pure gold sword, and some were sprayed with all sorts of strange patterns.

There's even a mech painted with huge male genitalia...

"Is this a mech party or a circus and fashion show?"

Ma Ping'an couldn't help but be a little suspicious that he chose to come.

Was the decision here to test the power of the modified X-5 correct?

Although the information on the Internet says that the mechanical show is the place where the new magic capital has the most advanced mechas.

But thousands of energy degrees have been wasted, and they have already arrived at the door, so they have to go in and have a look.

"Damn, one ticket costs 5,000, and the owner of this place is a robber..."

After spending 5,000 yuan to buy a ticket, Ma Ping'an scolded and drove the mecha to the door.

A metal sculpture suddenly moved, stretched out a mechanical arm, took the ticket, pointed forward, and spit out two mechanical synthesized sounds: "Please come in!" ”

The entrance is a long automatic conveyor hallway, filled with psychedelic lights that decorate it to resemble a space-time tunnel.

After the past, there was a hall, and there were four other transmission lanes next to the hall, each with a large sign hanging on it, which were 'Mecha Arena', 'Mecha Show Arena', 'Mecha Exhibition Hall', and 'Mecha Modification Department'.

After thinking about his purpose, Ma Ping'an stepped on the transmission path to the 'Mecha Arena' without hesitation.

The mecha arena is a huge field of nearly 20,000 square meters, which looks like a sports field, surrounded by a long running track.

Next to the runway, there are rows of extremely large seats, each large enough for two mechs to squeeze in at once.

Under each seat, there is a jack, as long as you enter your identity chip account and password on the button above the jack, after deducting the corresponding fee, you can help your mecha have enough energy.

When Ma Ping'an arrived, there were already a lot of mecha sitting next to the arena.

Here, in order to prevent accidents such as being stepped on, only piloted mechs are allowed in the mech bar.

All around, there were bursts of cheers and screams from time to time, and the sound transmitted through mechanical synthesis was harsh and ugly, as if a group of huge flies kept flying around in his ears, making Ma Ping'an, who felt this scene for the first time, couldn't help but feel dizzy.

It's better to turn on the audio filter, but looking at the mechs next to them shaking their heads and enjoying themselves, they don't seem to care, obviously they have long been used to it.

In the center of the venue, there are more than a dozen milky white masks of several hundred square meters, and several mecha are playing happily inside.

Streams of blue light flew out from the beam of the power-up gun, slamming into the energy shield next to it, splashing brilliant waves of light.

Ma Ping'an clicked on the virtual screen in front of the seat, which had an introduction to the rules of the competition.

In each game, both sides must pay 20,000 yuan as an energy shield and the use of the venue, and the game time is ten minutes.

In order to prevent casualties, the playing field is filled with a gas called 'slow-release particles', which can reduce the power of the beam booster by 90 percent, and even if it hits, it will not cause much damage.

However, the electronic scorer will automatically determine and restore your attack and defense coefficients, and score them according to the number and position of your hits and hits.

If it is judged that either side has been devastated, the battle automatically ends.

If not, after the ten-minute battle, the winner will be determined based on the score.

There are also speed races and obstacle courses, which are played on the tracks around the field, but because they are not exciting enough, few people play them.

Ma Ping quietly observed for a while, and found that there were really many powerful guys in those mecha in the field, and there were several extremely rare models.

Just as ancient cars have the difference between Mercedes-Benz and Xiali, mecha also have different grades.

Alliance Machinery Group is a military enterprise directly under the Alliance, and the X series they produce belongs to the standard road goods, just like the ancient Santana.

There's also Sky Development Associates' Starlight series, which is slightly more upscale than the X-series, but at best it's only Nissan first-class.

And the best ones are the limited edition mechs produced by those weapons research institutes.

Each of these mechs is assembled by hand.

Different from those large-scale goods produced by the assembly line, every part of them has undergone the most rigorous testing, and every part uses the most cutting-edge technology, so the performance far exceeds that of ordinary mechas.

Of course, due to the high cost, these mechs cannot be produced in large quantities, so they are very rare.

Among them, the most famous are the S series produced by the Alliance Machinery Group Research Institute, the Star series produced by the Sky Development United Company Research Institute, the Knight series produced by the Ancient European Science and Technology Alliance, and the Sengoku series produced by the Tohnichi Weapons Research Foundation.

These series of products have their own merits, although due to confidentiality reasons, the specific data has not been announced, but they are undoubtedly the top mechas, and the price is naturally the top.

It is said that the cheapest S series also costs tens of millions, and the most expensive Knight series has models in hundreds of millions.

And at this time, among the mecha fighting in the light mask below, there are five S, two starry sky, and one knight...

"Sure enough, I didn't come to the wrong place, these five thousand, the value of the flower!"

Suddenly discovering these powerful opponents, Ma Ping'an couldn't help but feel an inexplicable excitement.

first entered his mecha model and identity chip number on the virtual screen, and then crossed the registration fee of 20,000 yuan in a loud scolding, and a number 08-019A appeared on the virtual screen.

According to the instructions above, it is the nineteenth group of the competition on court eight, with its own number A and opponent B.

Looking up and observing, now the No. 8 field has just hit 011, and the time is still there.

Looking at the crazy mechs in the field, just in case, it was better to make up for the energy used up on the road when I came just now, so I connected the energy input port of the mechanical equipment to the socket in front of the seat.

'Di', a few numbers popped up on the LCD screen - 'You need to replenish energy 6300 degrees, please pay 63000 yuan'...

"Damn, a little energy is ten yuan, why don't you grab it?"

Ma Ping'an's eyes suddenly widened, the civilian energy outside was once only 0.5 yuan, and it was twenty times more expensive here...

Damn, it's okay if it's 6300 degrees less anyway, looking at the energy display bar that is only a small piece missing from the mecha, Ma Ping'an muttered and prepared to close the energy input port.

"Oh my god, is this a brothel... As long as you plug it in and don't pay for it, don't think about leaving? ”

Three seconds later, looking at the energy input port that couldn't be pulled out, Ma Ping'an had a feeling of being raped, and entered his account with a sad face...