Wei Chi: "!!!!"
What did she say?
Let him pilot a two-person mech alone?
"Hey little ginger...aren't you overestimating me a bit..."
“I believe in you!” Jiang Si interrupted him with a serious and righteous expression: “Just like you don’t believe others who say you can only live to be 18, I believe in you. With your abundant mental strength, you will definitely be able to pilot the two-person mech.”
"Uh... I'm still not very confident!"
"No, you need to be confident!" Jiang Si directly used a strong drug to make him feel better: "How can you not be confident? Don't forget, you are the one who killed Marshal Agares, the God of War of the Empire."
"Have you ever thought of this before? Has anyone else thought of it? No, nobody thought of it, but you did it. You have such good luck and ability, piloting a small two-person mech is a piece of cake for you!"
After being swayed by the hypnosis, Wei Chi sat upright in his mecha seat and exclaimed, "That's right! I, Wei Chi, am the first person to kill Marshal Agares, the God of War of the Empire. Who am I afraid of? It's just a small two-person mecha, right? Can't I even control it?"
"Jiang Si, just sleep. Leave the rest to me. I refuse to believe that I, the man who killed the marshal, can't handle a two-person mech."
The silly child was fooled.
It's time to sleep.
Jiang Si nodded heavily: "That's right. Those idiots outside, how can they be as powerful as the marshal? We need to have momentum. If we maintain this momentum, we will win."
"Alright, here's the tangerine. Eat it slowly and take your time. I'm going to take a nap."
As Jiang Si spoke, she placed a basket of tangerines weighing twenty or thirty pounds on his lap.
Wei Chi: "!!!!"
Wow.
Sure enough, following Jiang Jiang baby means you get to eat and have fruit.
Look, look!
It weighs dozens of kilograms right off the bat.
That was awesome.
After Jiang Si finished placing the tangerines, she took out her small blanket from the spatial button, adjusted the mecha's seat back, covered herself with the blanket, put on an eye mask, lay down on the recliner, and comfortably used her consciousness to flash into the space.
While others were fighting hard and striving to advance in the ranks outside, she was collecting, planting, and piling up fruits in her space, and then she discovered that her space had grown larger.
The space, which was originally so vast it seemed to stretch endlessly, now appears even more boundless, filled with all sorts of fruits and vegetables.
Moreover, the fruits and vegetables in the space grow vigorously and have a short cycle. As long as she wants, the fruits and vegetables can sprout from seeds to fruit in an instant.
Most importantly, these fruits and vegetables, apart from her causing them to wither, can flower and bear fruit one crop after another.
The space contained approximately 1 billion catties of fruits and vegetables, and this number continued to grow. All the space buttons in Jiang Si's hand were filled with fruits and vegetables.
Based on the amount of space she possesses, she alone could feed 3 billion people with fruits and vegetables. As long as she puts in a little effort, everything would be fine. However… she knows very well that people cannot live without working. There are 200 million ordinary people in the Troia Empire who urgently need to rely on farming to survive.
So... she chose to be a lazy bum, planting vegetables in her space when she felt like it, and doing whatever she wanted when she didn't. Anyway... she was just having fun.
It turned out that finding someone to cover for them was the right thing to do.
The facts prove that as long as you know how to use a dog, three days will pass in the blink of an eye.
So Jiang Si and her group of over 800 people relied on dogs to pass the preliminary rounds and advance to the semi-finals.
More than 800 people jumped out of the mechs, cheering and shouting.
Those who were eliminated stood in the elimination area, glaring at them fiercely. They yelled at the referee, "Referee, we protest! These 888 amateurs from the Fifth Military Academy have been forming cliques from the preliminary rounds to the semi-finals!"
"Yes, referee, they're forming cliques. They didn't move or operate their mechs during the preliminaries. What kind of mech competition is this?"
"We protest, referees, we protest! Disqualify them and eliminate them all! The mecha competition doesn't need cowards like this!"
The words spoken by the people in the elimination zone were broadcast live, and the live stream chat exploded with all sorts of comments: "They're getting anxious, they're getting anxious, they've lost, they're getting anxious. If you can't handle losing, don't go on stage. Look at what kind of people they are!"
"It's really going too far. What kind of mecha competition is it if there's no fighting and no headshots? These people have really gone too far, really gone too far."
"As the saying goes, being a dog is an art. In the end, you can have everything. It all depends on whether you know how to be a dog. I think it's perfectly fine for people to be dogs to each other."
"Saying lemons are sour because you can't eat them"—I didn't know what that meant before, but now I do. Look at these people, they can't even be a dog themselves, yet they blame others for getting away unscathed.
Jiang Si and the others heard the dissatisfaction of the eliminated people; some were nervous, while others didn't care.
Jiang Si, unconcerned, kicked her foot on the ground, wondering why the venue gates weren't open yet. She wanted to go home, take a shower, and go to sleep.
Those who cared looked towards the referee's table, fearing the referee would call them dogs and eliminate them.
The judges on the judging panel coughed lightly and said to the screaming eliminated contestants, "They're dogs, that's their skill. If you're so capable, then you can be dogs too."
Upon hearing this, the entire audience erupted in cheers, finding it incredibly exciting.
The training ground is like a battlefield; on the battlefield, it's either you die or I die, it's either you lose or I win.
The process is not important; the result is the most important.
If others are not united, does that mean we can't allow others to be united? The young prince is not wrong, and neither are the more than 800 people in the group led by the young prince.
After the referee finished speaking, amidst the clamor, he rang the bell once and announced in a loud voice: "I now declare the three-day preliminary round over. Out of 30,000 participants and teams, 7,500 teams and 15,000 participants have been eliminated, leaving 7,500 teams and 15,000 participants who will advance to the semi-finals!"
"Congratulations on advancing to the semi-finals. Those who have advanced, please keep your personal computers powered on and wait for further notice. There will be designated personnel at the specified location to receive you and proceed to the semi-finals' simulated mixed combat."
"Let me remind the 15,000 students who have advanced to the semi-finals that the semi-finals are simulated mixed warfare, not fought in a stadium. It's not about mechs; it's a simulated war. There's no time limit in the semi-finals; the semi-finals will end when 7,500 are eliminated."
"Alright, everyone can go back and rest now, and wait for the notification for the semi-finals."
As soon as the referee finished speaking, those who hadn't been eliminated, along with the audience, erupted in deafening cheers.
Jiang Si was startled and was about to slip away when the eliminated people climbed over the elimination table and surrounded the group of over 800 people, pointing at them and shouting, "If you're so tough, then you have the guts to accept our one-on-one challenge!"
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