Wei San leaned against the wall and bent one knee: "Generally, can you ask the people in the monitoring to change the channel later? I'm tired of watching this TV series every day."

"..."

Shen Tu Li approached the screen, stretched out his hand to tear off the wire inside, and said to the people outside, "Send someone to fix it. From now on, all her dining utensils will be replaced with paper products. In addition... warn the people in the monitoring room that if they are distracted by watching the TV series again, they will be directly expelled from the First Military Region."

Wei San innocently spread his hands: "This is my only little fun, senior, you want to take it away?"

Shen Tu Li stood within a few steps of Wei San: "This is a confinement room, It's not a hotel. Do you know me?"

Wei San stood up and sighed: "I think the confinement room of the First Military District needs some humane reforms. I saw the photos at Senior Shen Tukun's place before."

Shen Tu Li glanced at the camera above the room, and then said: "It is said that Ying Xingjue testified for you at the time, thinking that you could suppress the black mist in your body and were not completely infected."

Wei San shrugged slightly and did not answer him.

"Now the top leaders of the First Military District don't quite believe it. Just relying on your ability to suppress the black in your eyes is too simple. So many infected people can do it. We can't judge whether you are infected or not for the time being." Shen Tu Li looked at this junior sister. When he was watching the competition, he always wanted to meet her, but he never thought it would be in this scene.

Wei San smiled: "Senior, you know that the biggest bargaining chip for me to stay here and not be executed is that I am the only super 3S-level mecha master in the entire federation."

"You are right." Shen Tuli took a step back and nodded at the door, motioning Wei San to go out, "So now we need to test your strength."

Wei San walked out and looked at the fully armed guards who almost filled the entire floor. She was a little suspicious that the most elite team of the First Military District was sent here.

"My mecha necklace is not on me, so I don't have much killing power." Wei San said with a slant on his lips, and his eyes swept the surrounding guards without leaving a trace. It seems that the people in this team are all from the First Military District.

"These are not up to me to decide. You just need to follow me to take the test." Shentu Li motioned Wei San to follow him. They were going to go down the stairs.

The test was divided into several parts. First, the perception test would be done in the afternoon in front of the entire First Military District. Because District 13 had a history of concealing Wei San's perception, the perception test equipment was moved under the largest flagpole in the First Military District to prevent fraud.

"Ten years ago, the First Military District began to study instruments that can directly detect super 3s-level perception. The purpose was to prevent any super 3s from being missed and losing the talents of the Federation, so..." A person standing in front of the instrument who was obviously a developer said excitedly, "Now, it can finally detect super 3s."

Wei San was brought up, and the people in the audience looked up at her and the machine.

"Please stand on it, and then put your hands here, and release your perception as much as possible." The developer explained excitedly, "Not only can we detect super 3S level, our team has also modified other aspects of the machine, which can analyze the perception you release and judge whether the detector is more suitable for a mecha master, commander or individual soldier, more accurately than before."

Wei San did as he was told, and then an orange line on the machine began to move, just slightly, and then stopped at level B.

The developer looked at the test strip on the detection machine for a long time without moving, and was a little panicked, thinking that there was something wrong with the machine modified by his team. Sweat broke out on his forehead in an instant, and he whispered: "This is impossible."

Wei San glanced at the developer who was about to collapse, and then controlled the line to move. Of course, there was more than one orange line, and there was also a green line representing a mecha master. The two lines suddenly rose sharply upwards, A-level, S-level...3s-level, and still rising, and finally the entire line reached the top.

As long as others saw that Wei San's perception line exceeded the 3s-level scale, they would know that she was really beyond the 3s-level. The developer wiped off the sweat on his forehead. He understood the operation of the machine better than others. The higher the level, the greater the difference in power between the upper and lower levels. But when developing, they were not sure about the exact standard between the beyond the 3s-level. After all, for so many years, there was only one beyond the 3s-level command perception, Ying Xingjue, as a reference. So when setting above the 3s-level, they set it as high as possible. In other words, if it exceeds the 3s-level scale, it is beyond the 3s-level. If it exceeds too much, it may be more than one beyond the level. And now Wei San's perception has reached the top directly, and no one knows if she still has any spare power.

"What's the problem?" Wei San asked with his head tilted.

"...No, you're very powerful." The developer met her eyes, and for some reason he suddenly didn't dare to speak.

"Super 3S-level individual soldier and super 3S-level mecha master, and the identity of an infected person, Wei San, you are a little better than Yu Qingfei." Shen Tu Li took Wei San down and said.

"Thank you for the compliment, senior."

"You're welcome. Ying Xingjue hasn't arrived yet. You can take a break for a while." Shen Tuli took Wei San to the cafeteria of the First Military District and sat at a table facing the screen in the cafeteria hall. "Let's watch the TV series for a while."

Wei San looked up at the familiar "The Encounter between a Soldier and a Commander" and raised his hand: "Can I ask to change the channel?"

"No, we want to watch it." Shen Tuli came over with two plates of cheese, ham and bread. "I heard that every time you go to a place, you have to go out to eat local specialties for a day. Today you can try the food of the First Military District."

Wei San looked at the 'touching' love scene on the screen: "...I'm still a child."

"Didn't you look very strong before? Besides, you will be an adult in a few months." Shen Tuli took the bread, dipped it in the sauce, and took a bite. "Also, please be a little considerate of us old people."

Wei San raised his eyebrows: "Lonely old people?" Shen

Tuli put the tip of his tongue on his back teeth and smiled: "According to statistics, the single rate of single soldiers and mecha warriors is as high as 50%. You have both, so the single rate is 100%."

​​"Probability is not calculated like this."

"I said it was calculated this way, and that's how it was calculated. The high single rate of individual soldiers and mecha divisions is like baldness, there is no cure." Shen Tuli biting a piece of bread and said, "Child, congratulations on the cruel reality of adulthood."

Wei San: "...So why don't commanders have a high single rate?"

Shen Tuli said in a rather sour tone: "Maybe they are scheming."

Ignoring the layers of guards around them, the two of them seemed to be just sitting together and chatting.

...

Finally at six o'clock in the afternoon, Ying Xingjue came. He wanted to come over to inject his perception into the machine that the independent army had sent before.

When he entered the room where the instrument was placed, Wei San was waiting outside the building. Once Ying Xingjue was ready, she was allowed to enter.

"The next thing is to confirm that you are infected." Shen Tuli brought Wei San in. Actually, there was originally an individual test in the middle to test her combat power, but some senior executives thought that they had seen Wei San's combat power enough in the competition, so there was no need to give Wei San a chance to test her combat power to prevent accidents. In the end, the test was cancelled, leaving only these two tests.

This instrument is a bit like a brain CT scanner. The person being tested must keep his eyes open when he lies on it. There is a monitor on the top and two holes around it, which seem to be the places where super 3s-level perception is released. In addition to the holes, the transparent panel on the observer's side also has perception, which is similar to Ying Xingjue's behavior of covering his perception on other people's eyes, but this... is more convenient and intuitive. In

addition, after entering, a thin arm needle will extend from the wall of the instrument at the same time to prick the blood of the person being tested, which can be regarded as two lines of defense.

As soon as Wei San entered, he saw Ying Xingjue sitting next to him, his lips were pale, and it was obvious that he had just poured his perception into an instrument that could store a large amount of super 3s-level perception, which cost him a lot of energy.

The two looked at each other, Wei San was the first to move away and walked towards the detection instrument.

The instrument started, and the others stood on the opposite side to observe the results. During this period, Ying Xingjue applied to give Wei San the food that Jin Ke and the others brought.

...

After Wei San lay down, the inner wall began to quietly release Ying Xingjue's perception. She was too familiar with his perception and too easily tempted. Almost instantly, black mist began to wander around her pupils and kept expanding.

Shen Tuli stood on the observation surface, looking at Wei San's eyes under surveillance, and the sudden evil smile on the corner of her mouth. The little bit of luck in his heart that Wei San was actually wrongly accused also dissipated.

She is indeed an infected person.

Wei San got down from the testing device, lowered her head and held the edge, veins popping out on the back of her hand. She slowly turned her neck. All the guards in the room were already on alert unconsciously, raising their weapons, ready to attack if she made any unusual movements.

However, the first person to move was not Wei San, but Ying Xingjue. He walked towards Wei San and whispered, "Jin Ke and the others sent you something you like to eat."

Wei San raised her head, her eyes had returned to normal, she looked at Ying Xingjue, smiled nonchalantly, "Your perception... is a bit like poison."

Her voice was a bit hoarse, and it was not difficult to hear how much effort she had put into self-control just now.

Ying Xingjue stood opposite Wei San, looked at her tense shoulders, lowered his eyes and whispered: "Sorry."

"After these two tests, you will continue to stay in the confinement room, but next, you need to make a mecha." Shen Tuli stepped forward and said.

Wei San: "Super 3S-level mecha?"

"No, 3S-level mecha, the more the better." Shen Tuli said, "We need the best mecha to eliminate the star beasts. Maybe we can get rare materials, and then you can use them to make super 3S-level mecha."

Obviously, no one in the Federation now knows what they got from the star Xita and the Sword of Damocles.

"Okay, but I need a brain chip to go to class." Wei San said, "You also know that I have only been in contact with mechas for a short time, and I am not very familiar with many things."

"...I will apply to the Damocles Military Academy." Shen Tuli said.

Ying Xingjue turned around: "I can contact Ying Chenghe."

Shen Tuli looked into Ying Xingjue's eyes, then looked at Wei San, and finally agreed: "Okay, I'm very busy these days, you go ask them."

...

Wei San was locked up in the confinement room again, and Ying Xingjue was not allowed to go in, so he could only stand outside and talk to her.

With other people watching, he couldn't say anything. Ying Xingjue just talked about the things Jin Ke and the others brought: "These are things from the starship in Zone 13, many kinds of cans."

These cans couldn't be sent in directly, so they were piled outside. If Wei San wanted them, he had to contact the guards and pour them into a paper bowl before he could send them in.

"Did you change the optical computer?" Wei San suddenly asked, looking at the black optical computer on Ying Xingjue's wrist.