Chen Ci stood on the opposite side unscathed, stretched out her finger and pointed at Wei San: "It's your turn."

"Come on." The classmate behind him whispered.

Now as long as one of them can hit Teacher Chen, they won't be embarrassed.

Wei San jumped into the mecha cabin, and just as he crossed the line, Chen Ci's bullets from the opposite side immediately shot over.

Some of the students watching had already covered their eyes subconsciously. If Wei San lost again, no one in the class would be able to fight.

And the bullets that seemed incredibly fast to others, Wei San could clearly see their trajectory. She controlled the mecha to turn sideways, and just as she dodged, Chen Ci's bullets reappeared the next second, and were about to block all her roads.

Chen Ci narrowed her eyes. She fired eight bullets in succession. Wei San should not be able to dodge them. But she suddenly had a premonition that she could not hit Wei San. This unique sensitivity of the shooter had saved Chen Ci countless times.

Cannot dodge.

Wei San looked at the approaching bullets. Every bullet was in the position where she wanted to hide. No matter where she moved, there were bullets waiting for her.

Wei San in the mecha cabin had no expression on her face. At that moment, she seemed to have entered a simulated world. Countless bullets blocked her way. There were also attacking objects in front, behind, left and right. There was no hope of survival. It was a dead end.

Since she couldn't dodge, she would face it.

She raised her hand and fired two bullets, two of which were directly aimed at Chen Ci. The bullets from both sides collided and exploded in the air. Wei San took the opportunity to find a way out and rolled on the spot to avoid the other bullets.

The series of actions of the two people seemed to be just a moment to outsiders.

Avoided? !

The students watching nearby were shocked to see Wei San controlling the mecha to roll to the side. When they reacted, Chen Ci's next wave of attacks had already begun. Wei San wanted to avoid it with the same trick, but Chen Ci used the same time to fire twice as many bullets.

Ren Wei San used bullets to knock him away for the first time, and there were more attacks waiting.

Wei San's hand speed in the mecha cabin reached the limit. One shot, two shots... She only had time to break through a line of defense. Wei San controlled the mecha to jump up and dodge other bullets in an extremely twisted posture.

This was only the first step. In order to prevent Chen Ci from hitting her, Wei San had to hit Chen Ci first.

Wei San jumped up and shot at Chen Ci at the same time to block her attack first.

"Bang, bang--"

After two consecutive shots, Wei San's mecha's two knees were hit instantly, and he knelt down directly.

Wei San: "..."

Shameful, too shameful!

Wei San knelt on the ground, feeling that Chen Ci was clearly teasing him before.

"Next one." Chen Ci said lightly.

From the beginning to the end, Chen Ci's mecha did not move a step.

After collecting the mecha, Wei San and other students who had already finished sighed together.

"Alas, it is said that Teacher Chen is the devil among A-level shooters."

"Wei San, you just performed better than us and forced Teacher Chen to fire so many shots." At the beginning of the first class, other students still had some opinions about Wei San who used a primitive mecha, but now they are convinced. Although she can't beat Chen Ci, she is obviously better than others.

Wei San didn't say anything. She was still thinking about how she was shot just now. She didn't even react, and... those two shots seemed more like she bumped into them.

The students behind each other couldn't hold on for more than two seconds, and were all shot in the knee by Chen Ci.

"Okay, everyone gather." Chen Ci came out of the mecha cabin and looked at the students. Her eyes stayed on Wei San for a few seconds. "The teacher is also A-level. Compared with you, the only thing he has more is experience."

She lowered her head and turned on her optical computer, connecting to the large screen in the training room: "Now take a close look at how I shot you."

The fight between all the students and Chen Ci just now was recorded and now projected on the large screen.

Chen Ci has only one way of attack, but the students' ways are so varied that it's hard to watch.

When every student saw him, he wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it. This was not a fight with the teacher at all. It was clearly Chen Ci's bullying of the weak.

After Chen Ci played the video of a student, he commented on him and pointed out the problems of the other party. When the video of Wei San was played, she pressed the pause button: "Why do you think I hit you?"

Wei San: "Because I'm too green."

Chen Ci's fingers hanging on the side of her thigh moved. This student sometimes needs a lesson.

"The second bullet that blocked your route, do you think it will still block your route?" Chen Ci glanced at her, "You are still too green. You have changed since you shot my bullet."

As she spoke, Chen Ci played the video and played it again in slow motion.

In the video, Wei San dodged the first shot by leaning to the side, then fired to collide with the bullet fired by Chen Ci, and got an escape route. The next second, Chen Ci fired twice as many bullets in succession, seemingly blocking her route in all directions, but the time was short, and there was still one place that was not strict enough. Wei San fired two shots in succession at the bullet in that direction, and then rushed over in a twisted bouncing posture.

Seeing this, other students can't help but admire Wei San. Anyone who can make such a precise judgment and control in this moment would have won long ago.

Wei San happened to be facing the A-level demon king Chen Ci.

In the video, Chen Ci even put his hands down after the second intensive attack. Then she stood there and watched Wei San escape from the attack and collide head-on with the two bullets that followed.

"Fuck! This is possible?!"

A student couldn't help but blurt out a sentence, saying what everyone present was thinking.

Chen Ci had already predicted Wei San's every move behind him, and deliberately set a trap for Wei San to hide at that line of defense and directly crash into the two bullets behind.

In such a short moment, people didn't even have time to think, but Chen Ci did so much.

Wei San looked up at himself kneeling on the ground in the video, and he had to realize one thing: no matter how difficult it was to pass the level in the simulation training room, their IQ was limited, and they were different from people in real life.

"The ultimate of A-level perception." Chen Ci looked around at the students, raised her hand and pointed at her head, "Instinct."

After all the students' questions were answered and the class was almost over, Chen Ci let them go, and called Wei San before leaving.

"Did you practice shooting this week?" Chen Ci had seen Wei San's schedule from Xiang Minghua before, and it was indeed less than that of other students, but she came to class for the second time and made obvious progress. It can be seen from the fight just now. As for last week, she was just fighting blindly.

"Practice."

Chen Ci nodded: "Keep working hard. There are ten spots for the school team shooter next semester, and you can fight for one spot."

Wei San had heard the word "school team" several times, but never paid attention to it.

Chen Ci saw that she looked confused, and thought that Wei San was not confident: "Although the school team is selected by four grades at the same time, you are making rapid progress. You can serve under me twice in a week, and you can definitely catch up in the next few months."

"Being selected into the school team... is there money?" Wei San asked hesitantly.

Chen Ci: "?"

Wei San looked embarrassed: "The school team patrols the school every day, and there is no treatment?"

At this moment, a sentence emerged in Chen Ci's mind: Behind every troublemaker is an unlearned brain.

"The school team selects people to compete with other military schools once a year." Chen Ci said with a fake smile, "The guard team patrols around the school every day."

Wei San thought seriously for a while and continued to ask: "Then... if we compete with other military schools, will there be prizes if we win?"

Chen Ci suppressed her impulse to attack Wei San and said coldly: "No, this is a competition of honor for our military school."

Although their Damocles Military School has not had any honor for many years.

Seeing Wei San still standing there in a daze, Chen Ci closed her eyes and waved her hand to let her go, which made her head hurt.

…

After the shooting class on Friday, Wei San studied mecha knowledge in the dormitory as usual. After reading the borrowed book, she went to a forum called Rubik's Cube on the Star Network. This was a new forum she discovered yesterday.

Since entering the military academy, she can see a lot more things when she logs on to the Star Network, as if an invisible wall has been broken. The Rubik's Cube Forum that Wei San found yesterday gathers mecha masters from all the stars in the Federation. They will post various bounty questions and trading posts on it, and some people will open posts for teaching. The

most critical point is that the anonymous code set by the moderator is said to be impossible even for the military to crack. Everyone can speak freely in it without worrying about being discovered about their real-life identities.

Wei San likes the design section in the forum, where you can collect parts to assemble a mecha. Although it is not real, it is suitable for poor people like her who have no money to buy mecha materials.

The parts data in the design section are all provided free of charge by netizens, so the available parts are limited. Wei San scanned the parts and finally assembled a rough protective mecha, using all the available parts.

It is a bit ugly, but the protective effect can definitely reach the maximum value of material usage. Wei San has done countless tests on these in the original world, and with some of the things she has learned now, she is confident in what she has made.

Wei San stared at the model on the optical computer for a long time, and finally posted it on the forum.

Before going to bed, just think about when you can get rich.

…

The design section of the Rubik's Cube Forum is actually not very popular. A truly capable mecha master will not publish his own designs here. Most of the people who learn here are half-baked, and the things they make are also terrible.

On the same late night, Ying Chenghe logged into the Rubik's Cube Forum. He did not log in to learn, but to relax his brain.

The Hephaestus Competition is about to begin next semester, and he has to design a mecha for mecha masters and commanders to use, but S-class mechas are not that easy to design.

Answering some simple questions in the forum can relax him.

Ying Chenghe raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and his other hand accidentally touched the light curtain and jumped to the design section. When he put his hand down, he saw that he had clicked on the wrong page. Just as he was about to return, he saw a newly designed mecha that someone had posted.

Ugly.

This was Ying Chenghe's first reaction.

He had visited the design section before, but he had never seen such an ugly mecha: there was a bulge on the back like a turtle shell, and the limbs were too short, and there were strange things on the abdomen. It felt like the designer added all kinds of messy things to it.

Maybe this mecha was too ugly, so ugly that Ying Chenghe was a lot more energetic. He wanted to see the data application of this mecha.

The mecha design works posted on the Rubik's Cube Forum will automatically become open source resources, and others can download them for free.

Ying Chenghe downloaded the data of this mecha to his optical computer, and then connected it to another detection analyzer to prepare for performance testing.

This kind of testing instrument is specially used to test the performance of mechas designed by optical computers. The materials used in S-class mechas are too expensive. Using a testing instrument in advance can reduce the failure rate as much as possible.

The test needs to wait for a while. Ying Chenghe sat on a chair in the laboratory. After a while, he suddenly realized that he must be crazy. He actually tested this mecha that may not even be A-class on the testing instrument.

Forget it.

The instrument has started testing. Ying Chenghe is too lazy to turn it off again. He simply clicks on it to look at the material data of all the mechas used. Several plans flashed through his mind. At most, he can design a protective quasi-A-class mecha. It is estimated that the test result will only be B-class.

Ying Chenghe's eyes moved to the user ID of the person who designed this mecha: [Poor guy with no money to make mecha]

"..."

At this time, Ying Chenghe heard the sound of the detection and decomposition instrument being completed, raised his hand to confirm, and waited for the result.

[Test results: Quasi-A-level protective mecha, attack value: 20, protection value: 60...]

Ying Chenghe did not continue to look at the long list of experimental results. He stared at the first line and was stunned.

These data basically reached the optimal solution for his design, but he was a mecha master above S level.

——Which S-level mecha master made this mecha?