For example, she killed at least eighty strange beasts today, each with a spiritual power ranging from one hundred to one hundred thousand, and one with one hundred thousand, but her collection progress only increased by 2%.

From 69% to 71%.

As the "counting board" says, the further you progress, the harder it is to advance.

Tu Ran was working desperately to accumulate spiritual power on Planet 4344, and his fellow Federation members on the main planet were also having a hard time.

"It's better not to learn from this broken mecha!" After Zhou Ming failed to stand up after operating the mecha again, he dropped his burden, climbed out of the mecha cabin, and punched and kicked the mecha that was crawling on the ground with its butt sticking up.

Of course, he was kicking the virtual mecha, and he was still in the simulation room.

Young Master Qi, who was passing by, said lightly, "Stupid X," and controlled the mecha to leave this place where stupidity gathered.

Zhou Ming was filled with deep resentment, especially when he saw that other people could drive the mecha and walk normally, but he couldn't even stand up. And when he thought of Tu Ran who had only been there for a few days and was already able to drive a mecha and show off, he felt even more heartbroken.

"I just don't believe it."

Reluctantly, he climbed back into the mecha cabin and tried to control the mecha to stand up.

The instructor, who was hovering low in the air with his mecha wings spread out, kept his eyes on him.

The instructor still remembered that the last person he saw who couldn't stand up while operating a mecha was able to drive a mecha and chase him the next day.

If it was a year ago, as an instructor seeing this situation, he would definitely shake his head, thinking that this student was not talented enough and would advise him to give up.

But now, seeing this situation, he couldn't help but wonder if this student would be the next Tu Ran.

So he did not immediately judge Zhou Ming's ability, but observed him in the air and gave guidance in real time.

In addition, he will also pay attention to several other people.

Li Wenchuan, Yao Bei, and Ding Naiqing.

These people are very talented, especially Li Wenchuan, whose talent can be seen at first glance.

Li Wenchuan can now operate the mecha to perform some technical tasks, such as drawing the sword out of the sheath, putting it back into the sheath, and performing some simple moves.

Ding Naiqing was relatively struggling, having just learned to stand on one leg. Seeing Li Wenchuan wielding a sword, he couldn't help but ask, "Captain Li, how did you learn so quickly? Do you have any tricks?"

When Ding Naiqing asked, everyone else present pricked up their ears.

Inside the mecha cabin, Li Wenchuan's fingers moved flexibly on the control panel with various data and buttons densely arranged. It was so fast that it didn't seem like it was his first time learning mecha. Hearing this, he said meaningfully: "There is no skill, just practice makes perfect."

"My hands are so familiar with it?" Ding Naiqing muttered, looking at his own hands, and then at the complicated mecha panel. "Everyone is using mechas for the first time, why are they more familiar with it than me?"

In the virtual room, the instructor can see the inside and outside of anyone's mecha as long as he wants to.

The instructor could see the situation inside Li Wenchuan's mecha cabin at a glance.

Li Wenchuan's fingers moved smoothly on the control panel, showing no unfamiliarity at all. If the instructor didn't know that these people were from another world, he would definitely think that Li Wenchuan was a veteran virtual simulation room player who was born and raised in the Harnden galaxy and had been playing since childhood.

The instructor didn't know that in addition to the virtual mecha simulation room in the universe, there was also something called a game.

And Li Wenchuan...

"I finally got the feeling back. After not practicing for so many years, my hands are almost useless."

…

After trying for half an hour, Zhou Ming still couldn't stand up: "..." After seeing Li Wenchuan who was already able to exchange a few moves with the instructor: "!!!?"

Why?!

The instructor who had just finished fighting with Li Wenchuan couldn't bear to watch anymore, so he controlled Zhou Ming's mecha's movements from the instructor's port and at least managed to make his mecha stand up.

"Don't pay too much attention to other people's progress. Focus on your own mecha. I'll teach you again. Listen carefully."

The instructor repeated what he had taught before and asked Zhou Ming to practice step by step according to his teaching content.

Zhou Ming was still confused. He understood the content of the class very well, but why did he feel that it had nothing to do with the actual operation? What did it mean to "use mental power to feel the existence of the mecha"? What did it mean to "use mental power to connect your body with the mecha"? He had used up one third of the 10,000 mental power he injected this morning, and it was still not connected to the mecha. Was his mecha shielding the signal?

"Instructor!" Zhou Ming called out to the instructor flying in the sky, "I want to change my mecha. This mecha won't work."

The instructor was speechless: "This is a virtual mecha. No matter how you change it, it will be the same one. As long as you come in, it will be this one."

Zhou Ming shut his mouth.

"So it's not the mecha that's not good enough, it's you." Qi Tongda on the side said coldly.

Zhou Ming: I really want to tear his mouth apart.

"Practice hard," the instructor urged. "You won't be able to go to the front line if you continue like this."

"Where can I go then?"

"The factory assembly line in the rear." the instructor replied.

Zhou Ming couldn't believe it: "Assembly line?!"

He is such a talented sharpshooter, but he is going to work on the assembly line. Isn't this a waste of talent? The Federation cherishes him and makes him a guard to show off his power, but this world actually makes him work on the assembly line? ! Zhou Ming couldn't accept it and was speechless for a while. Because he knew his level, he might be in the same situation tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow.

Young Master Qi, who had been eavesdropping, was very happy.

He was finally going to get rid of Zhou Ming.

The laughter was undisguised. "The assembly line is great. You don't have to use your brain. It's suitable for people like you who are mentally ill."

Zhou Ming was too tired to roll his eyes.

The instructor suddenly interrupted: "Don't laugh at him. Continue learning at your current pace and join the assembly line with him."

Qi Tongda’s smile froze on his face.

This time it was Zhou Ming's turn. "Ha, you're the only one laughing at me? How can we be in the same team if we're not at the same level? How smart do you think you are?"

"Why?" Qi Tongda looked up at the instructor while operating the mecha. "Look, instructor, I can control the mecha to turn its head and walk. I won't be like Zhou Ming, who has to stick his butt up on the ground and can't move for a long time."

Zhou Ming who was called out: "..."

The instructor was very calm and pointed at the others. "You can see how far the others have progressed. You are just a little better than the worst one."

Zhou·The Worst One·Ming: "..."

Master Qi looked around and swore to show his determination, "Instructor, don't worry. Tomorrow, I will definitely be able to stand on one leg like Ding Naiqing!"

Ding·Golden Rooster Stands on One Leg·Naiqing: You are quite good at picking. Why don’t you pick Li Wenchuan? Wouldn’t it be more impressive to swear? (End of this chapter)