Gu Huan originally wanted to invite Ling Luo to dinner.

But thinking that a mecha master of that level would probably be too busy to have a meal with a junior like him, he gave up on the idea.

Recalling the feeling of piloting that mecha just now, Gu Huan suddenly felt that all the mechas he had piloted before were trash!

Thinking about the feeling of piloting the mecha just now, he felt his blood boil.

but--

Gu Huan thought of a very important question.

In the entire interstellar space, there are fewer than twenty level nine martial artists still alive.

Which of these people isn't a big name known to everyone in the galaxy?

However, the master he had just met was not among these people.

Could the master be a newly promoted level nine martial artist?

Can a martial artist who has just advanced to level nine create a level nine mecha?

It's important to know that currently, none of the dozen or so level-nine martial artists in the interstellar world have the ability to create level-nine mechs.

Or is it that the master's claim of being able to build a level nine mech was just an exaggeration?

No, that's not right.

If he hadn't seen the master piloting the mecha, he might still have suspected he'd encountered a fraud.

But now—

Or perhaps the master has some hidden identity?

After all, it's not impossible for different empires to secretly cultivate high-level martial artists in order to conceal their strength.

Thinking of this, Gu Huan's expression changed. He immediately left the mecha arena, boarded the aircraft, turned on his personal computer, and contacted Ye Zeru: "Old Ye, our empire does indeed only have three level nine martial artists, right?"

Ye Zeru curled his lip: "Yeah, why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

"Aren't there any newly promoted level nine martial artists?"

"What do you think a level nine martial artist is? Someone you can just advance to whenever you want?"

Gu Huan also understood this principle.

only……

He coughed lightly and lowered his voice: "Then, has His Majesty been secretly training advanced martial artists?"

"Probably, but how would I know?"

"Your cousin is the crown prince—"

"Damn, your grandfather is the only general in the empire, doesn't he know that better than anyone else?"

"……All right."

Ye Zeru asked, "Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

"I met an amazing person today."

As he spoke, he excitedly recounted everything that had happened since he met Ling Luo.

Ye Zeru: "A man who's not much older than us can build a level nine mecha? He says he can, so he can? Are you sure he's not a fraud?"

Before Gu Huan could speak, Ye Zeru continued, "Even if we have level nine martial artists in our interstellar space, no one can build a level nine mecha. When you heard him say that, you should have known he was a fraud. You actually gave him a 50 million deposit?! Are you stupid?!"

"I had thought about this before, but the mecha he repaired for me is really much better than before. The fusion between my mental energy and the mecha has reached 100%!"

"He might have replaced yours with a different one—"

"Impossible, my own mech has markings, how could he change them?"

"Perhaps he's wanted to get close to you for a long time, so he prepared a mecha exactly like yours?"

"Impossible! I can tell whether I made it myself or not, I'm not stupid!"

"That's hard to say."

"you!"

In fact, Gu Huan also felt that there were too many suspicious points about that master.

Although he was still young, even if his grandfather, father, and uncles knew about some of the empire's secrets, they would not tell him.

However, he still knew a little about some of the major events in the empire.

Based on the abilities the master has demonstrated so far, he doesn't believe he is a member of the Lingliu Empire.

Therefore, the fact that the other party suddenly approached her could indeed be a long-planned conspiracy.

But he could still clearly sense that the mech in his hand was his own.

Ye Zeru was afraid that the master he mentioned had ill intentions in approaching him, so he didn't say much and went directly to his house to meet him.

The adults in the Gu family are not home.

When Ye Zeru and the others arrived, Gu Huan had just returned.

"Where's your mech? Let me see it?"

Gu Huan had no choice but to release his mecha.

Ye Zeru narrowed his eyes: "The appearance is the same, but the texture and hardness of the outer shell seem to be several levels higher—"

Jiang Xingliu nodded: "Yes."

"But the marks I secretly carved into the mech's cockpit are still there. I haven't told anyone about this except you guys! Besides, I can tell whether I made the mech or not!"

Ye Zeru and the others were aware of this as well.

They also went inside the mech bay for a look.

Indeed, as Gu Huan said, only they knew about that mark.

Apart from them, no one else has ever entered his mech.

Upon seeing this, Ye Zeru and the others frowned.

Ye Zeru seemed to remember something: "You said your mecha is working very well now?"

"It's incredibly useful, you'll see once you try it."

They then went into the Gu family's mecha training room and gave it a try.

As soon as he put on the mental energy sensor, Ye Zeru clearly noticed that this mecha was indeed very different from others.

When he infused his mental energy and activated the mecha, his expression completely changed.

Then, once you're driving, you don't want to get off.

Jiang Xingliu asked, puzzled, "Hasn't it come out yet after all this time?"

Gu Huan crossed his arms and said, "It's not that he hasn't figured it out yet, it's just that piloting it was so much fun. He's never piloted such a good mecha before, so he doesn't want to get off."

Jiang Xingliu: "..."

I believed your lies!

With Ye Zeru's status, which of the most expensive level three or four top-tier mechs on the market hasn't he tried?

How could that be—

Just as he thought of this, Ye Zeru piloted his mecha down from the sky and stepped out.

Jiang Xingliu hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

Ye Zeru didn't answer, but instead asked Gu Huan, "Have you tested the data?"

"No."

He hadn't expected the data to change.

By the time he realized it, they had already come to his house.

He didn't even have a chance to test it.

"Then let's test it."

Gu Huan was also eager to know the current data of his mecha.

He smiled upon hearing this: "Okay!"

Jiang Xingliu noticed that Ye Zeru's expression was off: "Could it be that the waiter wasn't exaggerating?"

"No."

The most expensive mech he had ever used before was nothing compared to this one.

They're not even in the same league.

It consumes little energy and has a high degree of integration.

If the military could use mechs like these, then—

At this moment, Gu Huan had already placed his mecha into the mecha testing device.

Three seconds later, all the data related to the mecha appeared on the data panel.

Mech level: Level 3.

Defensive capabilities: —

Energy consumption ratio: 3%

Energy distribution stability index: 100%

Overall Quality Rating: —

All three people present were stunned.

Gu Huan and Ye Zeru were the ones who piloted this mecha.

They couldn't imagine what the mech's current specifications were like.

However, they had piloted top-tier level 3 mechs with an energy consumption ratio of 8% and energy distribution and stability index of 100%.

even so.

The degree of fusion between the mecha's spiritual power and the mecha itself could not reach 100%, only 98%.

Now, seeing this energy consumption ratio and energy distribution stability index, they feel that the data is very reasonable.

However, if both defensive capabilities and overall quality rating are "—", then—

Jiang Xingliu had never piloted a mecha before, and frowned, asking, "Is the measuring instrument broken?"

"No, it can't be broken."

"That--"

"I brought my mech; you'll know once you test it."

The test results for Ye Zeru's mecha came out quickly.

Mech level: Level 3.

Defense capability: 84

Energy consumption ratio: 19%

Energy distribution stability index: 82%

Overall Quality Rating: b

Upon seeing this, Jiang Xingliu was taken aback: "So, the measuring instrument really isn't broken?"

"It wasn't broken to begin with."

"Then what does this mean?"

Gu Huan immediately said, "The value is too high; the instrument cannot detect it."

Jiang Xingliu: "..."

Are you kidding me?

Ye Zeru said, "I also think that's the reason."

Jiang Xingliu frowned: "But—"

Ye Zeru said seriously, "Give it a try."

So they went into the mecha training room again.

Gu Huan piloted his mecha, while Ye Zeru piloted his own, and the two began to fight.

Ye Zeru's martial arts skills were slightly higher than Gu Huan's. He hit Gu Zeru's mecha more than ten times, but Gu Huan's mecha was not even scratched, let alone broken.

Ten minutes later.

Gu Huan logged into his personal terminal and immediately contacted Ling Luo.