Heidi rolled her dark green eyes, "Chen Mengmeng, do you dare to sign up for the First Military Academy Mecha Design Competition at the end of the school year?" ”

"It's not fair!" Ivy interrupted, "Mengmeng, she has no access to the orthodox study of mecha design in the combat department, and you have received education from the Roy family in this regard since you were a child." By the end of the school year, you have another year of professional learning experience, how can this compare? ”

"Pull the combat system and compare the design with you, and lose the exit you said." Tian Yang was also on the side to help.

"Humph! Isn't it claimed that you are more qualified to enter the design department than me? What qualifies if you can't beat me by design? "Heidi is coming." It's a big deal that I asked the teacher for an opportunity to sit in our department for her, and as for whether she can learn or not, that's not an excuse. ”

Today, Ivy is here to shake out the matter of her relationship with the design department, if she doesn't find a chance to stomp Chen Mengmeng under her feet openly, then how can she Heidi stay in the mecha design department?

Letting this civilian sit in on the course is considered to have done enough work on the surface, and Chen Mengmeng still has to deal with the courses of the combat department, and she, Heidi, has received a special education for many years since she was a child.

If Chen Mengmeng agrees to fight, then he will lose in the mecha design competition, and if Chen Mengmeng does not agree, then this matter will be over.

Heidi's little calculation in her heart was clear.

Ivy wanted to say something more, but she didn't expect a crisp answer from the side: "I promise you." ”

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Everyone looked at Chen Mengmeng who suddenly spoke out in surprise.

"Mengmeng, she bullied you, don't agree." Tian Xin on the side was so anxious that he hurriedly pulled Chen Mengmeng's sleeves.

Chen Mengmeng knows very well what Heidi is doing, and the professional audit for an academic year cannot be compared with the study from childhood to adulthood, but for her, it is an established fact that she cannot enter the mecha design department. But mecha design is really her dream since she was a child, not to mention that she once made an agreement with someone. Even if she has been transferred to the Combat Mecha Department now, if she can give a mecha design major the opportunity to learn, she still wants to fight for it and try.

And, unbeknownst to Heidi, she's not completely groundless.

When I was fifteen years old, I lived alone in a container under the overpass, going to school during the day and working at night. The slums are generally on the border battlefields, and many wanderers like her will risk their lives to wander around the area, sometimes picking up some expired military nutrient solution to satisfy their hunger, or picking up metal from mech fragments to exchange for money, and if it is more dishonorable, touching the money on corpses. The people in the ghetto call this "sweeping." ”

One day, when she went to the border battlefield to sweep, she saw two or three people gathered around a large gravel, and when she went to look, she found that it was an old man with a bloody face and a broken right leg, but the old man did not lose his breath, and he was still breathing weakly.

The two or three wanderers around him buried their heads in pulling the old man's clothes for a while, took out a few gold coins, and two nutrient solutions, danced excitedly, and even stripped the old man's bloodstained but good material coat clean. When he was sure that he could no longer feel anything on the old man, he turned his head and scattered away.

"Hey, he's still alive!" Chen Mengmeng called out to them.

A couple of homeless men laughed, "What's the matter?" Still counting on us to save him? You're in charge. With that, he walked away without looking back.

Chen Mengmeng struggled for a while, and finally tried her best to push the old man back to his residence with a broken cart with three wheels. Enduring the pain in his flesh, he went to the pharmacy to exchange a few copper crowns and a silver crown that he had worked so hard to save for a little bit of the cheapest hemostatic medicine and gauze, picked up a wooden stick from outside, and bandaged the old man in a humble way.

The old man also had a notebook with him, and the homeless man didn't take it away because he felt it was worthless. Chen Mengmeng flipped through it casually, trying to see if she could find the old man's identity information or something, but the thick notebook was full of some dense structural drawings and portraits of mechas.

Then the old man miraculously woke up, but he seemed to be a little delirious, and lay on the cotton wool mat all day and night like a wooden man.

Chen Mengmeng didn't take it to heart, comforting herself and thinking that when she returned home late in this way, at least there was someone who could talk to her.

As a result, one day, when he was chatting with the old man, he mentioned that his future goal was to enter the First Military Academy to learn mecha design, and the old man who heard this sentence flashed a strange light in his cloudy eyes, and his voice was like a bellows that had not been pulled for a long time, and he made a voice "Mecha. Devise? ”

"Huh? You're talking! "Chen Mengmeng is a little happy, she is really lonely." Yes, I want to study mecha design and become a mecha designer in the future. ”

From that day on, the old man no longer sat there every day, he asked Chen Mengmeng for a book and pen, and began to write and draw.

After a week or so, he threw the book to Chen Mengmeng, "Mecha Design. Memorize it down. ”

Chen Mengmeng opened the book with a confused face and found that it was full of dense formulas and precautions. The last page also draws a complete set of all the parts of the base mech.

！！！！？

Who are you saving?

Chen Mengmeng asked him about his identity, but the old man refused to tell her. He only said that his name was Seth.

"But I haven't even learned the most basic introductory knowledge now, and I can't understand these things if you give me them?"

Chen Mengmeng scratched her head.

"You can learn any introductory knowledge, you can't learn these things from me in the entire Gallo Empire." The old man lost his temper, "You love to carry it." ”

"Back to back!"

"Gold, silver, ten, bronze, and fifteen... Chen Mengmeng came back from work every night with the old man's notebook in his arms. Because I don't understand the meaning, the one that I carry is called a stumbling. But the old man didn't explain to her, but he had to listen to her recitation progress every day, and even the names of all the parts on the last page had to be covered until the names were seen but could be said immediately. Just after Chen Mengmeng finally memorized the entire book, the old man threw the notebook he originally brought with her and asked her to memorize it as well.

"Isn't that a picture?" Chen Mengmeng's face was painful.

"The picture should also be memorized, and you can memorize it until you can draw it." The old man said angrily. "If you don't want to memorize, don't think about any mecha design, An An will work for a lifetime,"

Chen Mengmeng was angry, she was also reciting on the way to school, during class, during her part-time job, and even dreamed of drawing those structural drawings at night.