Wei San once dismantled the Death God's mecha in a black factory. At that time, her attention was attracted by the light golden joints on the hands and feet. Now recalling it, the structure designed for the shoulder is very similar to Ji Ci's manuscript.
However, the Death God's mecha itself is a heavy mecha. Ying Chenghe just said that similar traces can be seen on many heavy mechas. It may be that the Death God's mecha master used the S-class mecha structure on the A-class mecha.
Wei San figured this out, but the familiar feeling still lingered in her heart, as if she had encountered this structure somewhere else.
"They all have chips passed down by mecha masters, and only you Nanpasi don't have it." Xiao Eli's arrogant and domineering voice came from the opposite table.
Wei San followed the gaze of the crowd and found that the waiter arranged the Samuel and Nanpasi military academies together.
"Mechas don't necessarily rely on chips to be passed down." Yu Puxin looked at Xiao Yilai and said word by word.
Since Yu Tianhe took over, he has been in a low state, and the whole person has matured overnight.
Xiao Yilai curled his lips: "Yes, you Nanpaxi are the best, and it has been passed down by word of mouth by teachers for so many years."
The people from the two military academies were still arguing, and Wei San's thoughts had drifted away. After hearing the word "chip", she finally figured out where the familiar feeling came from.
Not only the black factory Reaper mecha, she had also seen it in Yu Qingfei's studio.
Wei San was taking the course recorded by Yu Qingfei. He was always talking while doing his own thing. The part about shoulder structure in Ji Ci's manuscript was the shoulder of the mecha that Yu Qingfei was working on at that time.
At that time, Wei San only paid attention to what Yu Qingfei was talking about, and only glanced at the things under his hands.
As the founder of light mecha division, Yu Qingfei undoubtedly studied light mecha, but this kind of shoulder pulling resistance should not appear on light mecha.
"Wei San, Wei San."
The main team members of the two military academies who were sitting at the table were looking at the dazed Wei San. She was holding chopsticks in her hand and had been suspended in the air for a long time, as if she was fixed by someone.
Ying Chenghe nudged her, but she didn't respond. It was only after Liao Runing, who was sitting at the outermost, called out to her several times that Wei San came back to her senses.
The people from the Imperial Military Academy looked at Wei San with puzzled eyes, not understanding what she meant.
Wei San continued to pick up food as if nothing had happened. The person from the Damocles Military Academy next to her also acted as if nothing had happened. She even asked back, "...Is there something on my face?"
This perfectly illustrates what it means that as long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.
"The notice has been sent out." Jin Ke reminded halfway through the meal.
Everyone turned on their laptops, and sure enough, everyone received an email from the organizer.
[Notice: After discussion between representatives of various military regions and military academy teachers, all main teams of military academies will begin to participate in joint training starting tomorrow. During this period, no private training with teachers of this military academy is allowed. In addition, during the joint training period, each military academy can participate in combat training and be exempted from all responsibilities.
After reading the notice, the minds of the mecha soldiers of each military academy became active. Fighting? Isn't it possible to take revenge?
Huo Xuanshan stared at the last sentence of the notice and whispered to Jin Ke: "Exempt from all responsibilities? Has there been such joint training in the past?"
Jin Ke nodded first, then shook his head and said: "Many years ago, military academy students in several competitions did so in emergencies, but at that time, the so-called joint training meant going directly to the battlefield, so life and death were not counted."
Their surface situation now seems to be relatively calm, if there is no black insect mist.
The five people from Damocles Military Academy looked at the notice in silence. They were worried about one thing: Is there someone behind the scenes who wants to use training to get rid of the cadets?
"Are you scared?" Xiao Yilai challenged the people from Damocles Military Academy from the opposite side, "You won't have so much luck when you train together, let's see who's the winner."
"Your mouth itches when you don't talk for a moment?" Liao Runing turned his head and looked at him, "Do you need me to massage you?"
Xiao Yilai: "...Tsk, who's afraid of who." He was slapped in the face, could he be slapped in the face again? Impossible.
After the notice came out, Wei San immediately felt several eyes on her. Without raising her head, she could guess who two of them were. One was Ji Chuyu, who was sitting across the table, and the other was Zong Zheng Yueren, who was sitting next to her. She
didn't care who looked at her. She was only focused on eating. The Empire Star was treating her, so she had to get the most out of it.
The notice was just a notice, but in the hearts of the main players of Damocles Military Academy, they would continue to eat even if the sky fell, especially since it was free.
So while the Damocles Military Academy was busy eating, the people of the Empire Military Academy opposite them, except for Ying Xingjue, who was relatively normal, had no appetite.
Before leaving, Ying Xingjue stood by to pay. Gong Yijue stood up and passed by Ying Chenghe: "Did the people in your school starve to death in their previous lives?"
Ying Chenghe looked at his former elementary school classmates and said seriously: "The higher the perception, the greater the consumption of nutrients, so the more you eat. I hope you can forgive us. We can't suppress our own strength."
Strength? I'm afraid it's the strength that can't suppress the work.
Gong Yijue's eyes were full of contempt.
"The Ying family is different." Liao Runing huddled next to Wei San and gossiped, "So much money is spent without blinking an eye. Rich people are really good."
Wei San: "...It seems that you were like this before."
"How can it be the same? I'm already learning the virtues of diligence and thrift." Liao Runing said with a click of the tongue. "Even though their family is so rich, I guarantee that Ying Xingjue will remain single for his entire life. Who would dare to like him?"
Huo Xuanshan stood at the back and said to Liao Runing slowly, "In fact, it's more likely that you'll be a bachelor for your entire life."
Liao Runing was not angry at all: "Being a bachelor is good. I can live with my mecha."
The people from the Imperial Military Academy who were waiting for Ying Xingjue nearby almost covered their ears. The Damocles Military Academy kept saying these meaningless words every day, yet they still won two championships in the sub-matches.
After Ying Xingjue settled the account, he went out with the people from the Imperial Military Academy, and the people from the other four military academies went out as well, and continued to visit Ji Ci's former residence.
The place they focused on in the afternoon was Ji Ci's material collection room, where there would be a material auction every few years. It was said that Ji Ci agreed to this during his lifetime, and all the funds obtained would be used to invest in the maintenance and protection of this place.
The whole former residence exudes a low-key simplicity, yet luxurious atmosphere. Although it looks simple on the surface, all the materials used are of the best quality. Even the floor of the material collection room is said to be made of the finest star beast bones. Some people even say that when the materials are sold out in the future, they can just pry off a piece of the floor and sell it, and it can maintain the former residence for three or half years.
Because these were all ordered by Ji Ci before her death, gossips were often used to criticize her, saying that although Ji Ci was powerful, she was not comparable to Yu Qingfei and was too arrogant and extravagant.
"It's so big!" As soon as Liao Runing entered, he was like a person who had never seen the world, and was more amazed than the ordinary tourists next to him.
The completeness of the materials and the large quantity of them are simply a paradise for mecha masters. However, the mecha masters of the five major military academies have seen a lot of them. Except for extremely rare materials, they are not interested in other things.
Wei San had something on his mind. He always wanted to connect to the brain interface, enter Yu Qingfei's teaching course, and take a look at the structure of the shoulder mecha again. He was not very interested in the material room.
She followed the crowd and walked forward. She didn't know if it was because she had been thinking about that structure in her mind, Wei San even had a little illusion, even the shadow on the ground looked like that structure.
Shadow?
Wei San paused and stared at the shadow on the ground. It was not an illusion. This shadow really looked like the structure of the shoulder mecha.
A double-buckle spiral, this structure is designed to allow for sufficient flexibility while reducing the weight inside the shoulder armor, allowing other parts of the shoulder armor to be designed more boldly. This structure is basically not found in light and medium-sized mechas, which have better structural options.
Wei San raised his hand to pretend to adjust his collar, and slightly raised his head to look up at the ceiling of the material collection room, which was just rows of lights. She slightly leaned to the side and wanted to turn her head to look up behind her, but her shoulder bumped into Ying Xingjue's shoulder.
There were too many people in the material room, crowded together, and this level of bumps was simply too much. Wei San didn't pay attention, and didn't even realize that she had bumped into Ying Xingjue. Her eyes fell on the glass high outside.
All the windows of this building are made of embossed glass. The sunlight shines through the glass. Some surfaces have too thick embossments, so they cast shadows. After overlapping with the light, they are printed on the ground.
Only one floor has the shadow of that structure.
Ying Xingjue walked forward with the crowd, and inevitably saw Wei San in front of him turning around. He didn't know what she was looking at.
"There are stairs ahead." Ying Xingjue reminded Wei San.
Wei San heard the voice and came back to his senses, only to find that the person behind him was Ying Xingjue.
She turned her head, lifted her foot to step over the stairs, and said to the back: "Thank you."
"Thank you for what?" Liao Runing's face suddenly appeared.
Ying Xingjue had already left in another crowd.
Wei San: "..." Turning around and seeing Liao Runing's face, she had an aesthetic shock for a moment.
Young Master Liao was very sensitive: "Do you dislike me?"
Wei San denied: "No."
After walking for a while, the corridor of the collection room was empty again, and the people from Damocles Military Academy gathered.
"I just found a shadow over there that is very similar to the structure of Ji Ci's manuscript." Wei San whispered.
Ying Chenghe turned his head to look at Wei San: "The one you mentioned in the restaurant before?"
Wei San nodded: "I have seen it in a few other places. I will confirm it when I go back tonight."
After walking around the material collection room for an afternoon, there was nothing unusual except the shadow that Wei San mentioned.
When the five major military academies returned, they once again boarded the same aircraft, but it seemed that everyone was tired of playing, or they recognized the facts and stopped resisting, and the way back was surprisingly peaceful.
As soon as Wei San returned, he connected the brain interface and entered Yu Qingfei's teaching course. He flipped through it for a long time and finally returned to the previous class.
This time, Wei San did not listen to what Yu Qingfei was saying, but stared carefully at the shoulder armor he was designing in his hand.
She squatted in front of the middle-aged Yu Qingfei and gestured at the shoulder armor in the air. This configuration could not be used on a light mecha at all. Instead, it would encumber the shoulder of the light mecha.
There is only one possibility... Yu Qingfei is making the shoulder armor of a heavy mecha.