"Okay, I'll see your results tomorrow." The instructor landed from the air and retracted his two large wings. "Today's training ends here. You can stay here and continue training, or you can go back and rest."

After saying that, his mecha disappeared into thin air.

The instructor opened his eyes on the recliner, removed the connection device from his head, got off the chair, and pushed open the door of the virtual room.

Coincidentally, the door opposite was also opened from the inside.

The instructor saw Zhou Ming walking out with a swagger.

The instructor paused.

"So you're sitting across from me. I just happened to have something to ask you. Are you going to eat? Let's eat together."

As Zhou Ming said this, he reached out to hold the instructor's shoulders like a good brother.

The instructor dodged and looked around at the doors of other virtual rooms. They were all closed except Zhou Ming. He had a complicated expression on his face. "You came out so early?"

Don't you want to practice more? The early bird catches the worm. He thought Zhou Ming would stay up late to study like Tu Ran.

Zhou Ming was confused, "Isn't the training over? Can't we leave?"

The instructor opened his mouth but said nothing in the end.

Not everyone is Tu Ran.

For example, Zhou Ming.

There are very few opportunities to enter the front line. Many ordinary people in the Harnden galaxy are vying to go, but have no chance. This person from another world got this opportunity with the help of Tu Ran, but he did not cherish it.

It's time to go to the assembly line and paint the mecha.

The instructor turned and walked towards the exit.

Zhou Ming quickly followed him and stood side by side with him. "That's right, instructor. Do we have any sniping department here? Everyone has different strengths. I'm not good at operating mechas, but I'm very talented in sniping. In our world, I'm ranked second, and no one dares to be first. I think the sniping-related department is more suitable for me, and it won't waste my talent."

The instructor only showed him a side profile and said, "Yes."

Before Zhou Ming could be happy, the instructor said, "But this is based on the premise that you can operate mechas. All departments that can go to the battlefield must be able to operate mechas, even if you are a mecha researcher or a material transporter. If you don't learn mechas first, it will be useless no matter how good your sniping is."

Zhou Ming was unwilling to accept this. “Can’t we set up a department that can snipe without operating mechas? Operating mechas wastes both mental energy and mechas. You should abandon it and rely on your own hands. Over-reliance on mechas will only harm you.”

After he said this, the instructor was successfully "moved". He stopped and looked him up and down, left and right. He almost cut open his brain and checked the contents to see if there were any brain grooves.

The instructor finally understood why Qi Tongda always called him stupid.

"Without a mecha, can you lift a one-ton sniper rifle by yourself? Or can you hold a bullet weighing ten kilograms?"

Zhou Ming paused and touched his nose. "It's so heavy? Can't you use a smaller one?"

"How small? As small as the ones you use in your world?"

"No... can't I?"

The instructor looked at him with disdain and wanted to walk away, but as an instructor, he patiently continued to explain to Zhou Ming, "The kind of gun you mentioned has almost zero lethality to alien beasts. The skin that alien beasts shed when they are tickled is bigger than that."

Zhou Ming stood there in shock, speechless.

The instructor took this opportunity to leave without looking back, fearing that Zhou Ming would ask him some more brainless questions.

The next day, there was still mecha control training.

Everyone has made progress, except Zhou Ming.

On the afternoon of the third day, the instructor stopped everyone's training and asked them to gather. He stood in the middle, looking at these people from another world, and finally announced: "Except Li Wenchuan and Yao Bei, everyone, go to the mecha manufacturing department."

There was a sudden cry of grief at the scene.

Zhou Ming was not surprised. He had just learned to crawl up from the ground and had no talent for driving a mecha, so it was a sure thing that he would be sent to the assembly line.

But he was very happy because Qi Tongda and so many other people were sent to the assembly line with him.

"Qi Gou, you've been training for so many days in vain. In the end, you still have to go with me. Hahaha..." Zhou Ming laughed loudly without any disguise, which earned him a big eye roll from Qi Tongda, who also kicked him in a mecha.

Zhou Ming and his mecha were kicked more than ten meters away.

Zhou Ming manipulated the mecha to get up from the ground, and then reluctantly put his hands on his hips, "Ha, I'm not hurt, your beating was in vain."

Master Qi was so angry at him that he got a headache, "You are really sick." He squeezed out a few words from between his teeth and turned away without looking at him.

Qi Tongda ignored him, and Zhou Ming went to find trouble with Ding Naiqing again.

He walked to the side of Ding Naiqing's mecha, operated the mecha with his hands on his chest, and watched the fun.

"Oh, you were also eliminated as a pioneer? It seems that you are not that capable. No wonder you are only a beginner after all these years. Tsk, you see, advanced people are just different from us."

Ding Naiqing didn't want to pay attention to him and pretended not to hear.

Zhou Ming continued to be a jerk, "I remember Tu Ran was also a beginner. I think she was able to learn so quickly because of those inner pills. Without them, she wouldn't be able to do anything——"

“Ahhhhh—”

A perfect parabola started from Ding Naiqing's fist, flew to a height of hundreds of meters, and then fell at a high speed.

“Boom!”

The parabola ends in a huge deep pit. From the ground level, the mecha cannot be seen at all. The entire mecha is embedded underground.

Young Master Qi first raised his head, then lowered it, and witnessed the entire process of Zhou Ming's fall. He walked towards Ding Naiqing and gave him a thumbs up, "Brother, that was a good punch."

Ding Naiqing's face was still a little pale. He stared at the motionless deep pit, walked back to his original place angrily, and faced the instructor.

The instructor had been rubbing his forehead silently in the mecha.

This group of people is really noisy.

He has taught many classes and many people who are new to mecha, but he has never ended up with nothing like this time.

This group of people are incompatible with this world in terms of both character and behavior.

Luckily today is the last day.

The instructor was annoyed by Zhou Ming and simply ignored him as he was still struggling in the pit and couldn't get up.

"Li Wenchuan and Yao Bei, you guys stay here and learn mecha from me. The rest of you can exit the mecha. Someone from the mecha manufacturing department will come to pick you up in fifteen minutes. You just need to wait outside the virtual room."

After the instructor finished speaking, everyone except Yao Bei and Li Wenchuan exited the mecha.

Zhou Ming, who didn't know that his speech had ended, was falling upside down in the deep pit. Because the mecha was in an upside-down position, he could only be in this position in the cockpit. His head was filled with blood and his face was flushed red.

He pressed his fingers randomly on the control panel and tried all kinds of methods, but he couldn't pull the head out.

He felt dizzy and dizzy from lack of oxygen. He called the instructor and asked for help, "Instructor, instructor, save me... I can't take it anymore."

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(End of this chapter)