Chapter 125

Two days after Yan Hao obtained the sixth-level mecha manufacturer certificate, the final exams of the Federal University were over. The four people who had not seen each other for a long time made an appointment to meet in the school training room.

Sheng Heng already had the rank of lieutenant, and the number of Zerg he had killed on the front lines had already reached the school's graduation requirements. Originally, he could have applied to not take the final exam like Yan Hao, but he and Yan Hao had only met a few times this semester, and he finally couldn't help it and asked for leave to come back.

In the training room, a silver-white mecha stood quietly in the center of the room. With lights shining from above, it refracted tiny dots of light, appearing sacred and majestic.

"So beautiful!" Although he had always known that Yan Hao was making a level six mecha, this was the first time He Shao saw the real thing.

"If I had known that you could make a level six mecha this semester, I wouldn't have asked my dad to buy me a mecha. I've been waiting for yours." Cheng Wenkang's eyes lit up, and his big dirty hands couldn't wait to touch the outer shell of the mecha.

"What's its name?" Sheng Heng asked.

"It's called rebirth." Yan Hao replied.

"Rebirth, what is the meaning?" Sheng Heng asked.

"I always felt that giving up potions and studying mechas was my rebirth, so I gave him this name. Does it sound nice?" Yan Hao said.

At that time, the mecha had just been manufactured. When Mr. Pang asked him what name to give it, he chose this name without thinking.

"It sounds nice." Sheng Heng nodded.

"Xiao Hao, don't you want to test the new weapon? I'll help you test it." Cheng Wenkang had already touched the mecha, but he was still not satisfied. He greedily wanted to go up and drive it himself.

"Do I need you?" Sheng Heng glanced at him. How can I let you drive the mecha made by my wife first?

"Why am I not needed? This is a traditional mecha. You are a pilot of a camouflaged mecha. Are you as suitable as me?" Cheng Wenkang retorted.

Sheng Heng rolled his eyes. Since when did the mimicry mecha become disliked by others?

"Go away." Sheng Heng didn't bother to pay attention to him. He just grabbed Cheng Wenkang by the back of his collar and dragged him aside.

He Shao looked up at the strange-looking weapon on the back of the mecha, and couldn't help but ask, "Is this the weapon that was deducted five points?"

"Yeah." Yan Hao nodded.

"The head of the Mecha Association is so short-sighted. Even Old Pang approved of your weapon. On what basis did he deduct five points from you?" He Shao was even more excited than Yan Hao about the five points deducted. He had been talking about it for two days.

"In terms of production difficulty, my weapon is indeed too simple. It is reasonable for Master Qin to deduct points from me." Yan Hao said.

"That's because he has no vision. When your weapon is used to great effect on the battlefield, he will definitely regret it." He Shao was still angry.

"I'll try." Sheng Heng dragged Cheng Wenkang away, walked to the front of the mecha, bent his legs and jumped up, and after three or two jumps he entered the cockpit.

Everyone quickly retreated to the corner, leaving space for the mecha to perform.

"Senior, please try the basic operations first." Yan Hao connected the communication inside the mecha and talked to Sheng Heng.

"Okay." Although Sheng Heng hadn't driven a traditional mecha for a long time, it was hard for him to become unfamiliar with something he had practiced for more than ten years. After getting familiar with it for a while, he began to operate the mecha.

It was still the familiar military boxing, but after a semester of battlefield training, Yan Hao discovered that Sheng Heng's military boxing was much more powerful and imposing than a year ago.

After completing a set of moves, Sheng Heng continued to manipulate the mecha to pull out the strange-shaped weapon behind him. This weapon, at first glance, looked like a spear, but the spear was equipped with two muzzles and a micro scanner.

Immediately, the virtual combat mode in the training room was turned on. The virtual combat mode is a simulated battlefield mode in the training ground to cooperate with the mecha training. This simulation mode is directly connected to the internal system of the mecha, so only the soldiers in the mecha can see it, and people outside the mecha cannot see it.

When Yan Hao saw Sheng Heng draw his weapon, he knew that he had started a simulated battle. He couldn't help but remind him again into the communicator: "Senior, remember, you must wait until the scanner lights up before you can shoot. Don't aim yourself."

"Received." Sheng Heng's cold voice came from the communicator, and his movements paused.

For mecha warriors, aiming at the target with weapons during combat is instinctive, but Yan Hao's weapon is just the opposite. It does not require you to aim, but to fire with your eyes closed when certain conditions are met, which makes Sheng Heng a little uncomfortable. But he quickly adjusted himself, and after several battles, he finally found an opportunity and fired the first shot. Then came the second shot, the third shot, and the speed designed by Sheng Heng became faster and faster.

About fifteen minutes later, Sheng Heng turned off the simulated battle and jumped out of the cockpit.

"How is it?" Yan Hao asked nervously. He Shao and Cheng Wenkang also looked at Sheng Heng with curiosity.

"Twenty. I just killed twenty Zergs." Sheng Heng said excitedly.

"Twenty?!" Cheng Wenkang was the one who reacted the fastest. Compared to Yan Hao and He Shao, as a mecha warrior, he knew the hardships of the battle better. He killed twenty Zergs in fifteen minutes, one in less than a minute, and it was a level six mecha fighting against a level six Zerg. This was an almost impossible number on the battlefield.

"I fired a total of 21 shots just now, and only one missed." Sheng Heng excitedly pressed Yan Hao's shoulder, "Xiao Hao, if your weapon has this lethality and accuracy on the battlefield, it will be a disaster for low-level Zerg. Xiao Hao, I want to take it back to the God of War headquarters and test it again on the front line."

"I originally gave it to you because I wanted you to take it to the front line for testing. After all, actual combat is different from simulated combat. Moreover, different Zergs have different speeds and sizes." Yan Hao agreed without hesitation.

Sheng Heng nodded heavily, wishing he could take Chongsheng to the front line immediately.

The weapon designed by Yan Hao is not of high level, only equivalent to a level 4 weapon, that is, it can be equipped with a level 4 mecha. If this weapon has such lethality on the battlefield, the God of War Corps will even consider equipping all level 4 mechas with such a weapon to achieve the goal of leapfrogging combat power.

A level 4 mecha killing a level 6 Zerg, if this idea comes true, it will be a weapon that will go down in history.

Because of this weapon, Sheng Heng didn't even stay with Yan Hao for a few more days at school as originally planned. On the second day, he "reborn" with his mecha and boarded the spaceship back to the front line.

When Sheng Heng left, Yan Hao personally went to the port to see him off, and also saw He Shao and Cheng Wenkang off.

After a semester of training, Cheng Wenkang's combat skills have improved a lot, and his mental strength has also been upgraded. He took advantage of the holiday to follow Sheng Heng to the God of War Corps through the back door, intending to gain some experience. He Shao bought today's ticket in advance and prepared to return to his hometown.

After sending the three people off, it was already afternoon when Yan Hao returned to school. He planned to go back to the dormitory to pack his luggage and report to Zhong Lao's research institute in advance. He originally planned to go three days later, because Sheng Heng said he would stay in school for a week, and he calculated the time and planned to go after Sheng Heng left. Now that Sheng Heng left early, Yan Hao didn't need to stay in school anymore.

After packing up his things, Yan Hao was about to close the door and leave when the communicator suddenly rang and a doorbell pattern flashed.

It was a door access reminder, someone was looking for him.

The dormitory building of the Federal University has a door access control system, and outsiders cannot enter the dormitory, but they can call the corresponding dormitory door number through the door access control system. After the call, the access control system will automatically connect to the communicator of the students in the dormitory through the local area network.

The purpose of using a local area network is to lock the range. The access control system can only connect to the student's communicator when the student is in the dormitory. Once the student leaves the dormitory, the access control system will not disturb the student.

Who is it?

Although Yan Hao was confused, he still connected the access control, and then a picture appeared in front of him.

It was a woman, a beautiful woman in her thirties. She was looking up at the camera with a somewhat impatient look and frowning.

"Yan Hao." Noticing that the video had been connected, the woman's cold voice sounded, "Open the door."

Yan Hao blinked, but did not open the door to the dormitory building.

"Yan Hao, open the door!" The woman raised her voice impatiently, her expression visibly angry.

Yan Hao's fingers trembled, and he subconsciously clicked on the access control button.

Then, the picture in the video disappeared, and after a moment, the sound of high heels stepping on the ground was heard outside the door.

Yan Hao was about to leave with his luggage, and the door was open. The woman came over and saw Yan Hao standing at the door with his luggage.

The woman was originally a little impatient, but she became more relaxed when she saw the luggage Yan Hao was carrying: "Have you packed? That's great, come with me."

Yan Hao didn't move.

"Why, what other conditions do you have?" the woman asked.

"Why are you here? Mother." Yan Hao looked at the woman at the door and called out after a long time.

That's right, the woman in front of him was his and Yan Fei's mother, Ms. Lu Siying. The days after rebirth were so different from the previous life that Yan Hao almost forgot that he had such a mother.

"Why, are you unhappy to see me?" Lu Siying looked at Yan Hao, a strange emotion rising in her heart. She always felt that Yan Hao was a little different at this moment, but she couldn't tell what was different for a moment.

"Why are you here?" In the previous life, the first time his parents came to the capital was at his and Yan Fei's graduation ceremony. Of course, he was just a by-product, they came to attend Yan Fei's graduation ceremony.

"I just happened to come to Capital Star to discuss business, and I happened to catch your holiday, so I came by to pick you up and take you home together." Lu Siying explained patiently.

"Pick me up? Go home?"

"Let's go." Lu Siying turned around again.

Yan Hao still didn't move.

Lu Siying paused, turned around and looked at Yan Hao again: "It's been more than a year, it's time for enough."

Making trouble, what a familiar line. He did make trouble at home often in the past, competing with Yan Fei everywhere. But what has he made trouble for in the past year or so after his rebirth?

"What did I do?" Yan Hao asked.

"What's wrong? You changed your major without permission, cut off contact with your family, and haven't been home once in three semesters. What's wrong with you?" Lu Siying had a severe headache. "You are almost twenty years old now. Can you please stop acting like a three-year-old? Can you learn from your brother and save us some trouble?"

"Why must everything I do cause trouble?" Yan Hao's tone was calm and his expression was peaceful. No matter who saw Yan Hao's expression at this moment, they would understand that he was just asking a simple question.

But Lu Siying has had a fixed impression of Yan Hao for more than ten years. In his impression, Yan Hao is a person who will do anything to compete for favor with his younger brother. This fixed impression is extremely difficult to change.

"If you're not making a fuss, then what are you doing?"

"I changed my major because I wanted to learn mecha. As for cutting off contact with my family? I probably only blocked Yan Fei's number, not yours or my father's."

"Why did you block Xiaofei's contact number?" Lu Siying knew about this matter. Yan Fei mentioned it to him more than once, and he was very hurt.

"What I just said, is the only thing you care about the fact that I blocked Yan Fei's number?"

"Shouldn't I be concerned?" Lu Siying asked back, "You are brothers, you should take care of each other when you are out, but you directly blocked your brother's communication."

Yan Hao closed his eyes, and the long-lost tiredness came again, every time, every time it was like this. Whenever he had a conversation with his parents about Yan Fei, he could never understand the logic behind it.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Yan Hao asked.

"Come home with me." Lu Siying said again.

"I have to study with my teacher during this holiday, so I'm afraid I can't go back."

"Teacher, I want to see which teacher has not allowed students to go home for three consecutive semesters." Lu Siying said angrily.

"You..." Yan Hao bit his lip and stared at his mother in disbelief, "Okay, if you have the ability, just follow me."

The Federal Research Institute is not open to all outsiders. Yan Hao walked out with his luggage, intending to wait until he arrived at the Federal Research Institute and swipe his card to go in first. As for his mother, as long as he didn't agree, she couldn't go in. And his mother never had much patience with him, and would probably leave after scolding him at the door.

The mother and son went downstairs one after the other. There was a suspension train parked outside the building. Lu Siying walked to the side of the train and motioned Yan Hao to get on.

Yan Hao didn't doubt it and stepped in. When he raised his eyes, he saw Yan Fei sitting inside.

"Mom, you're really awesome. As soon as you came, my brother agreed to go back. I came here several times before, but I couldn't get through the access control." Yan Fei said with a smile.

Hearing this, Lu Siying turned around and glared at Yan Hao.

Yan Hao ignored him, closed the car door, and said to the front driver: "Master, please go to the Federal Research Institute."

"Research Institute? Brother isn't going back with us?" Yan Fei asked.

"They said the teacher wouldn't let me go, so I had to go and ask for leave in person." Lu Siying said.

"Aunt, the spaceship tickets have already been bought. It's not easy to change them. If you want to ask for leave, just call. Let's go to the port."

Yan Hao looked up in shock, looking towards the source of the sound. The person sitting in the front driver's seat was Sima Mingxuan.

Sima Mingxuan was also looking at him with a smile.

Yan Hao thought to himself that something was wrong and reached out to open the door.

"Junior, the hovercraft has been started and the doors are locked." Sima Mingxuan said.

Yan Hao lowered his head and wanted to make a call, but then found that there was no signal.