Wei San watched the advertisements with great interest and got a lot of information from them.

For example, there are actually people selling mechas in this world. This kind of thing is still under development in her world, but she didn't expect that it can be sold now.

Her main line of work is also in this direction, but it costs a lot of money to do this, and she doesn't know what the world is like now.

"Hey, what is this?"

Wei San was slowly riding her tricycle to watch the advertisements, and suddenly a child's voice sounded behind her. She thought at first that it was not talking to her, until a white and fat boy blocked her car and asked again with his chin raised. The

fat boy was well dressed, and there were two adults like bodyguards on both sides to protect him. It seemed that he was of high status.

Without waiting for Wei San to reply, the little fat man went forward and touched it left and right, muttering quietly: "What kind of new mecha is this?"

Wei San looked up at the flying machine in the sky, and then looked at the pedestrians walking on the street: this world should no longer have such backward means of transportation as tricycles.

The little fat man pointed to the compartment behind Wei San and asked: "What do you do in the back?"

"To load things, and also to carry people." Wei San explained patiently. This kid looked richer than the people on the street, and he might be able to make a fortune.

Wei Da Engineer was able to get many projects at a young age, which was inseparable from her ability to deceive people.

The little fat man was surprised and said: "Carry people? There is no seat in the back."

"Just get in and sit directly."

"Let me try." As soon as the little fat man finished speaking, the bodyguard next to him lifted him up.

After the little fat man stood on it, he didn't know where to sit, as the back was too dirty.

Wei San glanced back and patted the crossbar of the tricycle: "Hold on."

The little fat man tentatively grasped the crossbar in front of him. As soon as he grasped it, the person in front of him stepped on the two small square boards under his feet with a grunt, and this strange thing began to move.

The two bodyguards: "..." The speed of this strange thing is really too slow.

Standing on the back compartment of the tricycle, watching the street slowly moving backwards, the little fat man stretched out his hand and poked Wei San's back in front of him: "Hey, your thing is quite interesting."

"Want it? Sell it to you." Wei San said.

It's just a tricycle. As long as she has the materials, she can make it again.

The little fat man hesitated for a while: "How many star coins?" He had just come out of the material market and had very few star coins left.

"How much do you think this is worth?" Wei San asked back.

The little fat man said sincerely, "How about 500 star coins for you?"

Wei San just looked at the advertisements and found that the prices of the products were marked in the lower right corner. A box of 12 nutrient solution costs 200 star coins. The little fat man's shoes are designed by some master. The advertisement just now said that they cost 10,000 star coins. He is a typical child from a wealthy family.

"Five hundred? Not for sale." Wei San stopped the tricycle, pulled the handbrake, turned his head to look at the little fat man, "Have you seen this tricycle somewhere else? I only have one in the whole... city."

Wei San didn't even know the place name here.

The little fat woman was round and fair. Wei San felt that as long as the two bodyguards behind her didn't get in the way, she would definitely be able to make a fortune.

"Your shape is unique, but..." The little fat man curled his lips, "The material is ordinary, there is no gold added, and it has nothing to do with mecha. Your things are useless. I bought it back as a novelty. Five hundred star coins are too much."

Wei San: "?"

This is not what a seven or eight-year-old child can say. Are children in the world so hard to deceive now?

"Of course it's not a mecha. This tricycle is actually used to help grow taller." Wei San glanced at the little fat man's legs and said seriously, "If you often pedal a tricycle, your legs will become longer, and you will grow taller in the long run."

The little fat man looked at Wei San strangely: "Why do you have to pedal this to grow taller? Just take an injection of gene improvement agent."

Wei San: "..." It's great to have advanced technology.

"Did you make this tricycle?" asked the little fat man.

Wei San nodded: "Five thousand for you, I won't sell it for less." This little fat man is not easy to fool, and she doesn't want to waste time anymore.

The little fat man's eyes fell on the welding part of the tricycle. He saw at a glance that the car was spliced ​​together with various scraps of metal. The materials were very bad, but the craftsmanship was very good, almost art.

"I'll give you an extra five hundred star coins, five thousand and five, and we'll be friends." The little fat man changed the subject.

Wei San glanced at the little fat man. This kid has been testing him from the beginning.

"My name is Jin Ke, and I'm also a reserve mecha master." The little fat man said sincerely.

'Also'?

It seems that this young master thinks she is a reserve mecha master.

You Jin, reserve mecha master... These new words kept lingering in Wei San's mind.

"Deal."

The fat boy jumped down from the tricycle nimbly, lowered his head and clicked on the optical computer on his wrist: "Give me your account number, I'll transfer it to you."

Wei San lifted his sleeves, and his wrist was clean and empty.

Jin Ke's eyes suddenly became subtle. There are only two kinds of people who don't have optical computers these days. One is a desperado, and the other is so poor that they can't even afford an optical computer.

Their planet 3212 is the poorest garbage planet in the Federation interstellar space. It doesn't even have a name, only a number. Even so, there are very few people on Planet 3212 who can't afford an optical computer. In this world, you can't take a single step without an optical computer.

Wei San doesn't look like a desperado at this age. Judging from his age, he looks like the child of a desperado.

"Where can I buy an optical computer?" Wei San recalled the child's memory in his mind. The old man had an optical computer, but unfortunately he had never taught the child. The child had no idea and buried the old man directly.

Jin Ke rolled her eyes, "I can take you to buy it."

Finally, the tricycle was taken away by a bodyguard. Jin Ke took Wei San on a suspended bus to buy an optical computer, explaining various things to her along the way.

"A reserve mecha master is a reserve for mecha masters. If the perception measured at the age of sixteen reaches the standard of a military academy, you can study this major and become a mecha master after graduation." Jin Ke gave a thumbs up, "A mecha master designs and repairs mechas, and makes a lot of money!"

Wei San was calm on the surface, but her mind was already turning over and over: she liked this profession that was closely related to the profession in the original world and made a lot of money!

She immediately decided in her heart that her future would be to become a mecha master.

On the way, Wei San glanced at the child across the street who was acting coquettishly to his mother and crying for this and that, then looked at Jin Ke who was still chattering, and understood.

It's not that the children in this world are precocious, but Jin Ke is precocious.

The little brat looked silly on the surface, but he was very thoughtful. He seemed to have no curiosity about her at all, but he explained everything he said to her.

The suspended bus flew very fast and arrived soon. They got off the bus, and Jin Ke led Wei San to the mall.

This mall was completely different from Wei San's original world. It was full of technology, filled with white counters and various virtual screens.

Wei San watched a counter clerk smile at a customer, turned around and suddenly pulled out a large shelf from the empty space behind him. It was full of goods, and people around him were not surprised.

She looked all the way and had an idea in her mind: probably a technology similar to space folding.

Jin Ke stopped at a counter: "Here we are." Wei

San looked up and asked the counter clerk: "Which is the cheapest optical computer?"

The counter clerk took out two models: "This new model is 3,000 star coins, and the last old model is only 2,500."

Wei San chose the old model for 2,500. Jin Ke paid the money and helped her bind the data and enter personal information.

[Name: Wei San, Age: 7 years old]

Jin Ke pointed to another item: "Here you can set the optical computer ID and the sound of the optical computer."

Wei San thought about it and entered four words in the ID.

"Ding——"

a soft electronic male voice sounded: "Authentication successful, user ID: Begging in secret."

The counter clerk twitched his lips: "..."

Jin Ke next to him was very understanding and immediately transferred the remaining 3,000 star coins to Wei San.

After the two came out, Wei San asked Jin Ke: "How to become a reserve mecha pilot?"

"First enter the preparatory school, and when you are sixteen years old, the school will have a unified perception test, and then you can enter the military academy to study." Jin Ke tilted her head and thought for a while, "There is only one preparatory school on our star 3212, called 3212 Academy. This period of time is just the right time to enroll, you can go and have a look, maybe we will be classmates in the future."

Jin Ke bumped her arm and whispered: "Did your parents let you go to school?"

Wei San: "?"

"Don't pretend, there are only those who don't have optical computers who want to hide their identities. You can't be so poor that you can't afford an optical computer." Jin Ke frowned.

"I'm really too poor to buy a computer."

"Really? I don't believe it."

Jin Ke believed in her own judgment. How could a person who was too poor to buy a computer make a tricycle? He could only be a person who was hiding his identity. Who knows, some expert was on the run and hid in their planet 3212. Wei San must be the child of the expert!

He had read "The Man from the Unknown Planet" and "The Rise of Van Dillon, the Fugitive", which were about this kind of story!

Wei San was about to ask another question when the bodyguard who had left earlier came over and said, "Young Master, we should go home."

"I'm leaving. I'll contact you when I have time." Jin Ke could only wave goodbye.

After he left, Wei San did not leave immediately. She squatted in the corner to study the computer. The functions were similar to those of a mobile phone, and she became familiar with it in a short while.

The first thing she checked was the metal of the mecha. It turned out that this is a kind of metal specially used for mechas. It has extremely strong ductility and resistance. It has been used in military industry since its discovery. Later it was applied to

mechas. It was only in the past hundred years that the trading channels were opened to the public. After reading the explanation, Wei San became very interested in the metal of the mecha. However, Wei San started from the vicinity of the garbage dump in the morning. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon. She had sold her tricycle and was walking back now. It was estimated that she would not be able to get there until tomorrow.

Maybe there would be transportation to the garbage dump. She turned on the optical computer to search for bus routes and found that there was a No. 9 line that would pass by the garbage dump. There was one at 5 am and 5 pm, and each trip cost ten star coins.

There was still time, Wei San searched for the suspended buses to 3212 College. There were many routes to go there, so she immediately took the bus to the college, intending to go there to see what was going on.

…

There were many people at the entrance of 3212 College, and various parents with children were crowded in front of the notice board. Wei San relied on her small size to squeeze in through the gap. When she came to the notice board, she found that today was the deadline for registration.

Before she finished reading, Wei San was squeezed out.

Wei San was worried about wasting time, so she didn't go in again. She looked around and found that there were two registration tables at the entrance of the college. There was a teacher sitting at each table, and there was a long line in front of them.

She walked past the line and came to a registration place. Next to the teacher was a virtual sign: [The tuition fee for Class A for one semester is 5,000 star coins. 】

Wei San: "..."

Today is the deadline, and she simply can't scrape together 5,000 star coins.

But... Class A charges 5,000 star coins per semester, and the tuition for other classes is different?

Wei San turned to look elsewhere, and sure enough, she saw different words: [Class B charges 1,000 star coins per semester, and after the final exam, 5,000 to 20,000 star coins will be given at the discretion of the class. ]

The tuition is so low, so Class B should be a poor class, but if you perform well, you can get scholarships to make back the money. Wei San immediately walked to the end of the line and decided to sign up for this class!

After waiting for an hour, it was finally Wei San's turn.

The teacher at the registration desk looked up and looked left and right, but didn't see any adults, so his eyes fell on Wei San: "Sign up?"

Wei San nodded.

The teacher pulled out an application form and said, "Fill in your information on it."

After Wei San finished filling it out, the teacher asked again, "Are you sure you want to come to Class B?"

"Sure." Wei San nodded firmly.

It doesn't matter if you are in a bad class, as long as you can go to school.

Wei San has already begun to imagine that he will get the highest scholarship after the final exam and no longer have to worry about tuition.

"School starts tomorrow, be at school on time at 6 am." After the teacher collected Wei San's application form, he motioned to the next person.

...

Wei San returned to the abandoned building and used the optical computer to start understanding this world. He found that there are three popular professions, namely commander, mecha master, and mecha soldier.

In the year 3701, a wave of insects and beasts broke out, nearly destroying the entire federation. Fifty years later, mechas appeared, and humans finally got a respite. It was not until 4001 that Yu Qingfei designed the first generation of flying mechas, opening a new era.

This year is called the Age of Ares.

Since then, the Federation has started the road of resistance. Until now, except for the insect-beast tide that breaks out every hundred years, the Federation has lived a peaceful life.

Wei San was fascinated by the historical background of this world and forgot to check the information of 3212 Academy. When he went to report the next day, he was dumbfounded.

The author has something to say: Wei·Secretly Begging·Three: Make money as soon as you enter the city, and the road to wealth in the future is just around the corner!