Alien beasts are simply weird, ugly, and non-human species.
It has limbs where they shouldn't be, and a big mouth where eyes should be. It's just as ugly as can be.
The moment the projection of the strange beast appeared, amid the exclamations of everyone, Tu Ran was also dumbfounded, and could not help but mutter, "Isn't this kind of thing under the jurisdiction of Ultraman?"
"What?" Ai Meigui leaned close to Tu Ran and said loudly, "It was too noisy just now. Say it again."
Tu Ran shook her head, without moving her eyes away from the strange beast, "It's nothing, it's just that this strange beast is very big, bigger than the ones I saw on the Desolate Star." She has not forgotten her own personality.
Ai Meigui frowned when she heard this. "I heard that the alien beasts on the front line are evolving and getting stronger. On the other hand, we humans have made some progress when the alien beasts first appeared, but now each generation is worse than the last."
Tu Ran sighed inwardly. This was a messed up universe where life was never easy in any world.
After everyone witnessed the size of the strange beast, the projection disappeared for a moment. The next second, the mecha created by the great mecha maker of mankind appeared in everyone's field of vision.
“So handsome…”
“Ahhh…”
"I want..."
The crowd burst into exclamations again and again.
Although everyone had seen the appearance of mechas in some media news before, none of them were as shocking as seeing it with their own eyes now.
At this moment, I can more intuitively feel the size of the mecha, which is comparable to an alien beast, and is simply a moving tall building. Every part of the mecha is exquisitely designed to the right degree, harmonious and beautiful, and the cold mechanical beauty is revealed from every corner. On the reflective armor plate, the murderous aura rises straight up. The mecha holds a big knife, and the blade is shining with cold light, which is in perfect harmony with the mecha.
It is hard to imagine that humans, with their smallness, can create such a lethal work. In just a few years when those strange beasts appeared, that generation of mecha makers must have had great determination and perseverance, wisdom and creativity.
After all the students had a basic understanding of the alien beasts and mechas, the instructors took everyone to their personal simulation rooms.
The personal simulation room is a virtual cockpit. It is the best choice for students who are just starting to learn about mechas. They can quickly become familiar with the internal conditions of the mecha without having to worry about damaging the mecha or consuming it.
Tu Ran entered her own mecha simulation room, sat on a chair, placed her limbs in the designated positions, and leaned her head on the back of the chair. A brain connection device automatically descended from above and covered her head.
The next moment, the scene in front of Tu Ran changed. She was standing in a small space. In front of her was a complex operating platform with a lot of constantly changing data and buttons of various colors, all of which were used to control the mecha.
Tu Ran looked up and an endless plain appeared before her. She was like standing on the top of a mountain. This was the perspective of the mecha she was in. She could overlook everything.
She is now inside the mecha, and looking out the window, she sees beams of light constantly falling from the sky on the plain. When the beams dissipate, a new mecha lands on the ground.
Everyone gathers in this virtual world.
The instructor was also among them.
The instructor's mecha is bright red and stands out among the silver-gray mechas.
"Next, I will teach you how to operate the mecha. Please concentrate. Every knowledge point will be reflected in the process of operating the mecha later. I can tell at a glance which one of you has not been listening carefully." The instructor's stern voice rang out from inside everyone's mecha cabin, as if the instructor was standing right in their ear and talking.
Tu Ran pricked up her ears and perked up.
"The data in the upper left corner of the mecha control panel are the various indicators of the mecha you are operating, including the damage level, energy consumption, attack power, mental power reserve, etc. They are in dynamic change and will change every second during the battle. You must always pay attention to these changes and make timely adjustments."
"In the middle of the mecha control panel..."
The instructor introduced the function of each component of the mecha control panel one by one. Tu Ran mobilized all his brain cells and memorized every word.
Unlike her who was struggling to memorize the functions of the control panel, most of the other reserve students had come into contact with the mecha operating panel before.
There are many virtual mecha control rooms among the people, and the functions of the control panels inside are similar to this one.
The instructor’s explanations were no big deal to them; they only needed to listen to the content they didn’t understand.
Three hours later, the instructor finished teaching the basic mecha operating knowledge points and allowed everyone to practice freely. The instructor then opened the wings of the mecha, flew into the air, and observed everyone's performance.
The others couldn't wait to practice freely. The instructor gave the order and they all operated the mechas to perform basic exercises such as running and jumping. Some of them even did backflips with the mechas.
Tu Ran closed her eyes and sorted out the knowledge she had just learned in the past three hours in her mind. Then she opened her eyes, looked at the control panel in front of her, took a deep breath, and began to slide her fingers on the panel, controlling the mecha to move forward.
Take the first step smoothly and steadily.
It was much easier than she had imagined, and Tu Ran’s confidence increased greatly.
The second step followed closely, but an accident occurred because the foot was not raised high enough and the mecha's foot tripped from the ground. The mecha's body became unstable and began to tilt.
Tu Ran hurriedly manipulated the mecha's arm to support her fallen body and save the situation. Unfortunately, in her haste, she extended her arm in the wrong direction, and she fell face down on the ground.
During this process, Tu Ran's fingers were still on the control panel, pressing buttons randomly in a panic, which resulted in her falling to the ground in a funny and distorted state.
She was the first to fall among so many mechas present, so naturally she attracted more people's attention.
The instructor also flew over to her side, and a voice came from above, "You've never touched a mecha control panel before?"
Tu Ran struggled to operate the mecha and climb up from the ground. This difficult action made her fall several times, and she didn't stand up. She took the time to answer the instructor's question, "No, it's the first time."
The instructor thought of something, "Are you Tu Ran from the Desolate Planet?"
"yes."
"Then you have to work harder than others. Others have a certain foundation."
"Yes." Tu Ran agreed, but she was thinking about how to coordinate to stand the mecha up. It was not a good idea for her to keep lying here.
The instructor looked down at her struggling on the ground for a while, shook his head, and flew away.
After trying five or six more times, Tu Ran stood up in a strange posture.
From the outside of the mecha, she was lying on her back with her abdomen raised, supported by her legs and hands. She gradually retracted the distance between her legs and arms, bent over and swung her upper body upwards, and the mecha stood up.
Tu Ran wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Fortunately, this mecha has a good waist."
…
After all the students had a better understanding of the mecha, the instructor announced that the get out of class could be over and everyone could leave the virtual practice room on their own.
Tu Ran didn't want to leave yet. She had just become familiar with the mecha and wanted to strike while the iron was hot, so she privately connected to the instructor's mecha, "Instructor, when does the virtual practice room close?"
"You still want to practice?" The instructor saw through her intention. "Well, I'm still a long way behind the others."
“There is no access control here.”
What this means is to practice casually.
"Okay." Tu Ran was delighted.
I contacted Ai Meigui again, "You go eat first, I still need to practice for a while, you don't have to wait for me."
"Ah? Not eating? Aren't you hungry? How about I bring you the food?"
The image of Tu Ran being the most positive when eating has been deeply rooted in her heart.
"No, I didn't do much in the afternoon, so I'm not hungry."
"Oh, okay. I'll be leaving then." As soon as Ai Meigui's voice fell, the mecha that she had been driving disappeared on the spot.
The mechas on the plain disappeared one after another, and finally she was the only one left here.
This virtual world is very real. When it is eight o'clock in the evening in the real world, in the virtual world, the day turns into night.
Tu Ran stood alone in the silent wilderness, calmed down, and felt the spiritual power flowing in his body.
The 10,000 mental power bonus has been transferred into her body.
The counting board shows the progress of collecting mental power: 2%.
Tu Ran followed the method the instructor taught in class and spread his mental power from his body to cover the entire mecha. He felt every component of the mecha, injected his thoughts into the cold components, allowed his body to merge with the mecha, and reached the highest level of controlling the mecha.
Extend your right leg, stretch your left arm, extend your left leg, stretch your right arm.
Walk slowly, walk fast, run, jump, leap, somersault, hook punch, kick...
Tu Ran controlled the mecha more and more flexibly, and various difficult moves emerged one after another. In the end, she even used the mecha to perform a combination of punches, performing all the fighting moves she usually used.
The mecha has completely merged with her.
Tu Ran was very satisfied with the result. The tension in her head relaxed and she suddenly felt a little hungry.
I don’t know if the cafeteria is open at this time.
Tu Ran scanned the time next to the mecha operating panel.
Eight o'clock.
Eight o'clock?! Tu Ran's eyes widened. What was going on? Perhaps because she had seen too many messed up superpowers, her first reaction was that time had stopped.
But when she saw beams of light appearing in front of her eyes one after another and mechas landing on the ground, she knew that it was not time that had stopped, but that she had been practicing for twelve hours without realizing it.
"Sister Tu Ran, you didn't go back to the dormitory yesterday. You stayed here the whole time?"
Rose appeared on the screen above and to the upper right of her mech.
Tu Ran nodded absentmindedly.
She was very hungry and sleepy now. When she relaxed, she became sleepy and just wanted to find a bed to sleep.
"Sister Tu Ran, do you know how heavy the dark circles under your eyes are now?" Ai Meigui leaned closer to the screen. From Tu Ran's perspective, her face was magnified. "It's like you were punched twice by Bang Bang, and you have to be scolded all day. How can you bear it?"
Tu Ran's eyelids drooped as she leaned against the inner wall of the mecha cockpit, looking listless. "I can hold on, don't worry, I'm dead."
Tu Ran hung up Ai Meigui's video and instantly became alert. She pressed the exit button directly. The scene in front of her changed and she lay back on the chair. The brain connection device was rising back to its original position. Tu Ran jumped off the chair without waiting for it to rise completely.
In the small simulation room, she looked around furtively and after determining the locations of several surveillance cameras, she walked to the corner and squatted facing the wall so that the surveillance camera could not capture her face or what she was doing with her hands.
She activated the "Shadow Storage", took out a recovery agent from the space, quickly injected it into her body, threw the empty syringe back into the space, took out a bottle of nutrient solution, drank it in a few gulps, and threw the bottle back.
After doing all this, Tu Ran stood up, looked around as if nothing had happened, stretched his arms and legs a few times, walked back to his chair, put on the brain connection device again, and entered the virtual world.
The plains were already bustling with activity, the sky was brightening, and the instructor's eye-catching red mecha dropped from the sky. The flames under the mecha's feet went out, and he landed smoothly.
His eyes swept across the mechas of everyone present and finally stopped on Tu Ran.
The data in the virtual simulation room is uploaded in real time, and he can see what the people inside did and how long they took.
This morning, when he was routinely looking at yesterday's data, he saw that Tu Ran had stayed in there for an entire night, a full twelve hours, and had been practicing non-stop during that time. He specifically pulled out the results of her last hour of practice, and when he saw that she could already control the mecha to fight, he couldn't believe that this was the result of just one night.
Although operating a mecha is not a difficult task, it is definitely not that simple. He has never heard of such a person in the history of the Harnden galaxy who can learn it quickly in one night and almost without a teacher.
Chief Ye had been keeping an eye on Tu Ran's movements, so he immediately reported the matter to Chief Ye. After watching the replay, Chief Ye ordered him to speed up the progress for Tu Ran alone.
"Today I will teach you how to operate the mecha to attack the alien beasts. Each of you will choose a weapon that suits you best."
After he finished speaking, a virtual screen appeared in front of everyone, listing various weapons.
Tu Ran jumped directly to the hot weapons page, but it was blank.
"Why are there no hot weapons?" Others made the same choice as Tu Ran and asked directly.
"Today's main practice is close combat, and at the same time, you will be strengthening your proficiency in the use of mechas. There will be no hot weapons." said the instructor.
Amidst the sighs of the crowd, Tu Ran chose a machete.
The reason is simple: it looks handsome and goes particularly well with the silver-grey mecha.
She manipulated the mecha's arm to perform a sword flower flexibly. The blade light shone against the mecha's silver shell, revealing a hint of splendor in its coldness.
The focus of people standing near her was on why she could perform sword moves so flexibly? !
Didn't she even know how to walk yesterday?! The students looked at each other. Although they couldn't see each other's eyes, they believed that the other party must be as surprised as they were.
Is it normal to make such rapid progress in one night?!
Ai Meigui didn't think too much about it. She just praised her directly, "Sister Tu Ran, you are so awesome!!"