"My great god, you said earlier, I also have a preparation." Chen Mengmeng was in a hurry, not to mention anything else, this ball really hurts to hit people.

"Oh, I thought your little brain looked like at least that could think of that." Li Luo's speech was as merciless as ever.

Chen Mengmeng: ...

She must write in her little notebook that although some people seem to be a wise and martial god of war from a distance, in private they are actually a big ice cube with a habit of cleanliness and no heart!

The sound of breaking wind has reached his ears, Chen Mengmeng has no intention of thinking about anything else, a deflection dodges the first ball, then a spin dodges the second ball, and the third ball dodges a little hard, which can be passed by.

"Seems alright?" Chen Mengmeng thought to herself, "Isn't it very difficult?" ”

In the next second, Chen Mengmeng felt that she was happy early, and the next round was followed by six balls, and not only in the front and back, but also in the eight corners from time to time. Often Chen Mengmeng dodged the front and back, not the left rear or the upper right, and the irregular serve made Chen Mengmeng unguardable.

Luckily, this is a private training room, otherwise it would be really embarrassing to be chased by the ball.

"You call this primary training?" Chen Mengmeng complained while fleeing in embarrassment in the room.

"Then you try to adjust the level to 8." Li Luo replied nonchalantly.

When Chen Mengmeng heard this, she covered her head and ran to the wall, adjusted 3 to 8, the ball on the wall stopped for a second or two, and the next second, the solid ball as big as a table tennis ball shot out like a rainstorm, and Chen Mengmeng was almost smashed all over.

Chen Mengmeng was silent, and obediently pressed the level back to three, "It's me who is too vegetable." ”

——

From this day on, Chen Mengmeng came to the Jinwu Training Hall to open a reaction training room for training at dawn every day, and practiced until nearly midnight before going home, and when he was tired at noon, he went to make a device to change his mentality, and became the only guest that the staff of the Jinwu Training Hall were familiar with during the day shift and night shift.

In two weeks, Chen Mengmeng's body was hit with bruises and purples, and if people who didn't know saw it, they thought that she was being pressed and beaten in the martial arts hall every day. But the hard work is not without gains, all the blood and sweat will not be in vain, Chen Mengmeng's reaction speed is more than a little faster than seven days ago, whether it is to identify the direction of the attack or the speed of the body's reaction has been significantly improved.

She is now able to train at level 6. Level 6 trains with balls half as small as basketball, twice as many and as fast as Level 3, but she can now keep the number of touches to less than two per day.

Li Luo would observe in the corner when she was training, and rarely made a sound, but it was often those three words that made Chen Mengmeng have a lot of epiphany.

Perception, judgment, evasion, in these two weeks has almost formed a conditioned reflex.

"Hiss-" Chen Mengmeng was picking up her trousers, applying a bruising plaster to her calves, and there were several purple lumps on her originally white and tender calves. Apply a little bruising oil, and then rub it with your hands, grinning in pain, that is called a sour.

Black Hawk, who was still staying in the corner and watching quietly, finally couldn't help but speak: "Why are you so desperate? ”

"Huh?" Chen Mengmeng didn't react for a while.

"Obviously, you have a high talent for mecha design, and after you get the qualification certificate in March, you can transfer to the mecha design department, and wealth will follow, so you don't have to worry about it at all. Why is it still in the battle mech? Why do you have to practice so hard? Li Luo's tone was faint, and there was a hint of puzzlement.

"Teacher Xiang also asked me this question." Probably didn't expect that the big guy who had been cold would have such questions of a caring nature, Chen Mengmeng was stunned for a while, and replied calmly: "It has been 120 years since the decisive battle between the human elite and the Worm King led by you in the Ice King Valley, and 120 years of false peace and prosperity are enough to blind the eyes of many people, and many people have forgotten how terrible the Zerg is, but the fact is that death and killing are still happening sporadically. ”

"For me, the original intention of mecha design is always to fight, and the purpose of my first desire to learn mecha design was to design better mechs and contribute to the eradication of the Zerg. But now that I have the opportunity to fight, I certainly won't miss it. What do you think? Do you think I'm too greedy? ”

After finishing speaking, Chen Mengmeng smiled self-deprecatingly, and a rare trace of loneliness crossed her always sunny face.

Suppose the Empire's army comes faster, suppose the army is better equipped, suppose ...

"Greed is a disaster only if it is used in the wrong direction, and greed in the right direction is what I usually call ambition." Li Luo's faint tone interrupted Chen Mengmeng's thoughts, and his tone, which had always been indifferent and venomous, unexpectedly brought a shallow hint of comfort.

It was probably because the comfort from the God of War was too rare, which caused Chen Mengmeng to be a little unconscious, and it took about a few seconds before he tasted the taste of these words: "Wow, big guy, you are comforting me, it's raining all over the world!" You've never encouraged me in a long time, this is the first time, right? Why don't you give me a few more words of encouragement? ”

"You're thinking too much, I'm just making my point."

"Clearly! Say it again, I'll record a sound? ”

"I think you're right, you're a good eater and a fun-loving person."

Chen Mengmeng: . . .

Forget it, it's enough to have the previous half sentence, what am I asking for?

——

A hint of fish belly white had just appeared on the horizon, soaking into the gray sky, and a thick mist was floating in the air, and a few round dew drops hung on the cobwebs between the blades of grass.

Chen Mengmeng sighed, and it all turned into a thick white mist.

Black Hawk, who brought enough power, counted the contents of the wormhole beads again, and the half-month adventure + money-making journey officially began.

Chen Mengmeng rushed to the interstellar travel station and bought a ticket to γ30 Hill Star, the ticket price was very cheap, only 1 copper kroner, and when she bought it, the robot conductor repeatedly confirmed with her whether the destination was correct. There is no other reason - the γ30 galaxy where Chen Mengmeng lives is crossed by the border, and the Hill star next door to the Kross star where Chen Mengmeng lives is equivalent to a boundary monument in this invisible boundary. Therefore, in the entire Hel Star, except for a very small number of aborigines who have experienced years of Zerg rule and have not been accepted, there are only troops, explorers and Zerg, as well as some outlaw border merchants.

Chen Mengmeng stepped into the small spaceship, probably because the destination was not a good place, and there were only a few people in it.

In the front row sits a hipster man wearing gold-framed sunglasses with big flower arms tattooed, who doesn't look like a warrior but looks like a trendy singer who sings RAP, and in front of the right sits a pair of civilian mothers and sons who look like they are riding a spaceship for the first time. In the back right sat a woman wearing sexy mesh black silk with big waves, a tear mole under her eyes was seductive, and directly behind sat an old man with a smooth head and wrinkled face, with his eyes closed and not speaking, plus a self who looked like a student...

With a roar, the small spaceship set off with six people who did not look like a world at all, in a strange atmosphere.