Chapter 142 Mecha Design Competition
Lan Ximeng's life is monotonous, except for studying and training.
At the end of the semester, Lan Yuncheng received a task and had to go back early.
Lan Ximeng received news that they were on a business trip, and even though she was worried, she could only say, "Be careful."
After completing two weeks of exams, summer vacation finally arrived.
"Ah, I feel relieved." Lan Ximeng lay on the bed and started to check Julia's circle of friends.
Today is July 10th, Julia's 20th birthday. Due to exams, Lan Ximeng and Alice did not attend.
Julia in the video was very dazzling. Lan Ximeng made a comment below and then went to sleep.
With the start of summer vacation, almost all school facilities have been closed.
Lan Ximeng couldn’t even dream of going to the training hall, but she had completed her semester mission and the level had reached 41.
Back in the dormitory, bored Lan Ximeng started playing games.
Time passes quietly and the summer vacation competition begins.
The first game was a mecha design competition, and Lan Ximeng and Alice went to watch it together.
The competition lasts for two days, the first day is the semi-finals and the second day is the finals.
When the four of them arrived at the competition venue, there were not many empty seats around.
A few people sat down in a corner and looked at the huge crowd at the scene.
Wang Chunlei said: "Will it be the same during our team competition?"
"Probably. Maybe even more people."
"Speaking of which, we've only played a few games together in such a long time. Will we be unable to react when the time comes?" Alice, as the commander, was a little worried.
She is in charge of the overall situation of the president and is afraid that if she fails to give good command, the whole group will die.
"Don't be afraid. This competition doesn't involve our bodies. It's on a virtual battlefield. It doesn't matter even if we fail." Julia comforted.
"Hey, it's started!"
At this time, a high platform appeared in the center of the competition, and on each platform stood a tall mecha.
Mechas of various shapes and forms, like future warriors, are quietly waiting to be awakened.
Standing in the audience were several students wearing school uniforms from various colleges.
Julia pointed to the fifth person in the fourth row and said, "That one is from our school."
Most military academy uniforms are black, while the mecha design is a combination of black and gray.
Lan Ximeng took a closer look and found that half of the semi-finalists were from military academies.
"There are so many people in our school, we can't get through unless we get first place."
“The game begins!”
On the stage, more than a dozen judges separated into pairs and began to inspect the mecha.
First of all, in terms of appearance, those with inconsistent limbs are eliminated.
Then comes the operation inside the mecha.
Lan Ximeng and the others watched the judges at the center checking up and down with boredom.
"So boring, I didn't expect it to be like this, I thought we were going to start fighting right away."
"Is this for tomorrow?" Lan Ximeng saw a mecha start to move. She pointed over there and said, "Look over there. That's from our school. It's already started operating."
Under the judges' instructions, the mecha performed all the movements very smoothly.
The judges who were originally watching other mechas also came forward to watch.
"Is this manual or linked to mental power?" Lan Ximeng asked curiously.
"It's manual. The mental connection cannot be made at the university level." Julia has been paying attention to these things early on. She has the idea of taking the mecha elective course.
At this moment, a pure red mecha in the fifth row began to make a loud clicking sound, attracting the attention of the audience.
The mecha's limbs were constantly dancing, and to outsiders it looked like a mechanical dance. Many people were cheering for it.
But the staff in the audience came to the operating table below the stage, ready to cut off the power at any time.
It was only then that Lan Ximeng and the others discovered that the kinetic energy of these mechas was provided by the electrical box under the stage.
Over there, the students who were in trouble kept staring at the mecha, hoping it would stop dancing.
But things did not go as they expected. A cloud of black smoke rose and the staff immediately pressed the button.
The mecha stopped moving instantly and stopped in a strange posture.
A staff member jumped down from the mecha, looked at it with lingering fear, and reluctantly comforted several students: "The balance core is well made. It won't fall down like this."
Several students responded with a wry smile and retreated the mecha with the help of the staff.
"I'm curious, where does the money for this mecha come from?" Alice asked the question in her mind.
Wang Chunlei knew about this. "It was provided by the competition's partner. They reimbursed all the expenses, but the premise was that the mecha design belonged to them."
“Won’t this be a loss?”
Wang Chunlei joked: "Businessmen never do business that will lose them money."
The competition continued. There were originally more than 100 machines on the stage, but now only 68 are left.
More than 40 of these 68 machines are from military academies.
The person in front of Lan Ximeng said, "It seems that this year's No. 1 is from the military academy again."
"It's hard to say, maybe there will be a dark horse."
"Why, do you want to gamble?"
The person who objected immediately said, "No, there's nothing to compare with this 1:5."
"Then what did you say?"
The competition is over, and finally 50 machines remain to participate in tomorrow's finals.
People in the audience began to leave. Lan Ximeng stretched her back and said, "This game is a bit boring. I was wondering why there were still empty seats for us."
"Yes, a little bit. But we have to come earlier tomorrow because these mechas will have a competition." Alice also twisted her waist.
Wang Chunlei asked curiously, "Is this competition the same as the mecha competition Xiao Meng participated in?"
Lan Ximeng shook her head: "I don't know. Let's take a look tomorrow. Maybe we can extract some useful experience."
The next day, Lan Ximeng and her companions arrived at the competition venue early and were almost squeezed away by the crowd.
This time they didn't even have a spot.
Julia pulled Lan Ximeng and was almost pushed away. "Is it so exaggerated? We came here an hour early and still have no seats. How early did these people come?"
Lan Ximeng pointed to the stairs on one side and said, "Let's sit there. Many people are sitting on the stairs."
"Okay, hurry up, or there will be no seats if you wait any longer."
Half an hour after they sat down, a barrier appeared in the open space under the stage, surrounding the center.
The next second, a huge projection appeared in the barrier, projecting the scenery inside.
“Is this protection?”
"It should be. If there is a problem with those mechas, we will be the second one to encounter them." Lan Ximeng had just finished speaking when a white mist appeared in the barrier.
Soon, four competition venues appeared.
Outside the arena, a dozen uniform yellow mechas appeared with the word "Judges" written on them.
The time has come and the mechas begin to appear in the four competition venues.
The players in the first arena were all students from the military academy. People from both sides were greeting each other, and it was obvious that they knew each other.
This battle is a pure white mecha versus a dark green one.
Not long after the mechas came up, the fight began, from punches to kicks, all the moves were from the same system.
"Is this mecha pilot a staff member? The movements look the same."
"It should be. If we let students drive it, it would be troublesome if the opponent is from the mecha department."
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