The rotational experience on the venue continued, and soon Tian Yang and Ai Wei went up to try it.

Tian Yang's performance was decent, so that Ivy was eye-catching.

After going up, the neuronal connection was established without pain, and quickly began to walk, squat, punch and even... Run.

If it weren't for the time, it is estimated that Ivy would probably try splitting.

When Ivy jumped down from the mecha cabin in the applause of everyone, she felt that her heart, which was broken by Chen Mengmeng, began to beat again.

See? When it comes to force, she is invincible!

"Hey! It's pretty simple. It was easy to go up and stopped. How do you find balance? That's how you found it? Ivy scratched her red hair without any image, and pretended to be a wave to the onlookers.

Belch! It's cool to pack 13! Is this how Chen Mengmeng usually feels when she says "just write it down like this"?

Outside the crowd on the other side, Xiang Renfeng looked at Ivy with a slight appreciation in his eyes.

There are always a few students with a high synchronization rate of mecha in each class, and it is effortless to master the operation of mechas, and they also perform well in the follow-up mecha martial arts classes, and they have become the mainstay of the battlefield when they enter the army in the future, and this Ivy seems to be a good seedling.

And in addition to the most eye-catching Ivy, there are more than a dozen students who perform well, and the rest are basically average. It seems that this year's students are quite qualified in battle mechs. Xiang Renfeng was deeply gratified in his heart, as a teacher, it is inevitable that he will still like more smart students in his own way.

What Xiang Renfeng didn't expect was that when God sent him a batch of pearls, he also sent him a fish eye.

At this moment, Chen Mengmeng is sitting in the cockpit of the mecha, and she is sitting in the tall mecha since she was a child, like a child wearing adult clothes. Unlike Aiwei's long hands and feet and Tian Xin's slenderness, Chen Mengmeng is a little petite.

"Come on, come on." Although he had measured the mecha synchronization rate at the beginning of the entrance exam was a very low value, so low that the faces of the testers present changed a little, Chen Mengmeng had a little hope to cheer himself up.

Follow the steps told by the teacher to fasten the seat belt, put on the transparent helmet, and activate the controller.

A minute passed, and most of the mechs began to move faster or slower, except for the one on the far right, which was silent and silent.

The onlookers were a little strange, "Mengmeng, why don't you move?" ”

At this moment, Chen Mengmeng, who was sitting in the cockpit, only felt a strong sense of electricity quickly passing through her brain and limbs, and the nerves of the entire brain seemed to receive a huge tremor, as if there was a fire exploding in her mind. She gritted her teeth and thought about the three seconds or so of the electric current that Xiang Renfeng had said, and silently counted it in her heart, but it turned out that it was ten seconds, and the pain was still ongoing, and it was getting stronger and stronger.

Finally, Chen Mengmeng couldn't help but scream.

Aiwei, who was watching, suddenly changed her face and shouted loudly: "Teacher! Teacher! Chen Mengmeng, she is not quite right! ”

The people around them stopped their movements and looked over when they heard the sound, and even the sophomores not far away frequently looked at this side.

Xiang Renfeng ran over in three steps and two steps, and his face changed greatly when he heard the voice, and he quickly ran to the back of the mecha, and a jumping elbow hit a raised button. The characteristic of this B-class teaching mech is that it is equipped with a forced ejection system in the rear, which can terminate the internal program from the outside.

The cockpit opened automatically, bounced Chen Mengmeng's whole person out, stretched out his hand to Renfeng to take it, and found that Chen Mengmeng was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and his lips were bloodless.

"Ji An! First aid kit! Xiang Renfeng shouted to Ji An, who was watching not far away.

Ji An hurriedly ran to the storage cabinet on the side of the training ground, took out a first-aid kit, and took out one of the injections inside.

"Teacher, what's wrong with her?" Tian Xin looked anxious and couldn't help asking.

"It should be caused by the forced activation of the link by the crowd with a low synchronization rate of the mecha," Ji An replied to her in a low voice, "It's just that Mengmeng's reaction is particularly big, and I haven't seen such a serious situation before." ”

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Familiar white curtains, ceilings, lighting.

Come on, the second has entered the palace.

As soon as Chen Mengmeng opened her eyes, she guessed that she should be lying in the school hospital again.

In the first two weeks of school, there should not be many people who go to the school hospital twice.

Outside the door, Ivy's angry voice came out, "I'm!" Next time I see the face of the dead pheasant, I'm going to scratch her! If she hadn't gone through the back door to occupy Mengmeng's position, why would Mengmeng have to suffer so much? Her body is not suitable for the combat system at all! ”

"The group of old things in the admissions office of the First Military Academy have been really unscrupulous all these years, and Chen Mengmeng's admission test results show that the mecha synchronization rate is completely substandard, and she actually transfers people to the mecha department with a clear conscience, isn't this trying to force her to death?"

"It's come to this, and there's no anger. You don't know how depraved the First Military Academy has been in recent years, and you are about to become the lackeys of the aristocracy. "The voice is low, it's Ji An.

"You don't have to kill all the nobles with one shot." Suddenly remembering that she was still a nobleman, Ivy muttered quietly.

"None of that matters." Tian Yang covered his face: "The important thing is what to do in the future." With such a low mecha synchronization rate, she is simply a battle mecha insulator. She can't control this B-level mecha, so how can she continue to study in the mecha combat department? ”

"There's a way." Ivy hesitated slightly, "Ask the mecha designer to make her a mecha with a special frequency." ”

As a cool existence, mecha has many branches of commercialization. But many wealthy people are not only satisfied with flashy appearances, but also want to experience powerful combat features. But not everyone can meet the synchronization rate of B-level and above mechas, so what to do?

So the existence of mecha designers is highlighted here.

It is very face-saving to ask a mecha designer to create an exclusive mecha for yourself in the high-level aristocratic circle, and some mecha designers, whether you are in high-frequency synchronization rate or low-frequency, can design a suitable B-level or above combat mecha for you, so that people who cannot become a combat mecha pilot in the past can also realize their dreams.

The question is -

"Special Frequency Mecha?!" Ji An gasped, "Do you know what the sky-high price is?" ”

"What is this? Custom mechs? Tian Xin asked curiously.

"It's not your average custom mech." Ji An explained to her, "Our so-called custom mecha is generally only adjusted and improved according to personal hobbies. For example, if someone is good at melee combat, then strengthen the mecha's resistance to hits and improve the toughness of melee weapons. Some people are larger, so they will modify the internal environment of the mecha cockpit to make it more spacious and convenient. ”

"Basically, the mechs above the S level have been customized, while the A-level mechas, which are the most commonly used in the army, are of uniform specifications. But the special frequency mecha is different, it needs to be customized is the core element of the mecha: the neuronal synchronous transmitter. ”

"To modify the reception frequency of the neuronal synchronist, it is necessary to add a special material to it with a special technique - Holpe Mine"

"This kind of ore was only discovered once more than two thousand years ago, and there were originally a lot of mineral deposits, but the ore has not been mined for long, and the Abel galaxy where the mining area is located has been occupied by the Zerg."

"So where is the mine at the moment? Have you taken it back? Tian Yang interjected and asked.

Ji An looked at him deeply: "It's still in the Zerg realm, and it's the hinterland." ”