The video released by Sequoia Media spread quickly. Although the students of Damocles Military Academy were angry, they could not delete it. They could only wait for the ridicule to subside.

At the same time, the selection of the next school team officially started after Shentu Kun and his team returned, and it lasted for a month.

The three departments of mecha individual soldier department, mecha division department and command department all began to select candidates for the school team. The most intense competition was in the mecha individual soldier department, which had the largest number of students in school, but the quota for each type of mecha was 200.

So every day the mecha individual soldier department was competing, with a total of three venues, divided into light, medium and heavy mechas. All grades competed together to select the top 200, and finally selected ten shooters from these 600 people.

Wei San kept running between the school and the black factory. Every day she was either competing or on the way to a competition. She never stopped. She studied mechas by lamplight at night. She put all the mechas issued by the military academy that could be used on the mecha in the black factory. The uniform mechas of the military academy were not confidential and were also available on the market, so she sold all the unused ones.

Every bit of recovery was a bit of recovery.

Wei San disassembled the blood drop sent by teacher Xiang Minghua and looked at it. All the data was close to perfect. Making changes would reduce the performance of the mecha. The only thing that could be changed was the weapon, but she didn't have that much money at the moment.

"I made it into the top 600." Nie Haoqi said excitedly before class. "Wei San, where did you guys rank?"

"We selected the top 600 after the competition this afternoon." Wei San looked down at the laptop under the table and said nonchalantly.

"You will definitely make it." Nie Haoqi absorbed the essence of Wei San's provocation some time ago, successfully challenged a group of seniors in the simulation room, and learned from the experience. He has become much more confident during this period.

Wei San nodded: "Let's go to the school team together."

"But the school's mechas are not very good, I plan to find a mecha master to customize a suitable mecha." Nie Haoqi sighed, "Get the new mecha earlier and have more time to adapt."

Wei San turned his head and looked at him: "Customized mecha? You are not from the Nameless Star, where do you get the money?"

There are generally two ways for mecha soldiers to change mechas. One is to buy a mecha with fixed data materials on the market, which can be transferred later. The second is to find a mecha master to customize it. The latter is more expensive than the former. The more famous the mecha master, the higher the price.

Nie Haoqi was at a loss: "Why do people from the Nameless Star have no money?"

Before going to the military academy, he just didn't have the channels.

Wei San: "..." It turns out that she is the only poor person from the Nameless Star.

"But I haven't decided which mecha master to find for the job. It's hard to wait for a mecha master who is too famous." Nie Haoqi has been worrying about this recently.

Wei San coughed, "Actually... I know a pretty good mecha master."

"Really?"

"Really, she's close to Ying Chenghe." Wei San pulled out a photo from the computer and showed it to Nie Haoqi, "This is the person. Do you know Ying Chenghe?"

"A 3S-level mecha master in our school." Nie Haoqi looked at the three people above, "The one next to him is Commander Jin Ke, Wei San, are you familiar with them?"

"Yes, it was the mecha master I know who brought me into contact with them." Wei San looked around and whispered, "It just so happens that the mecha master has some time recently. If you're willing to find her, I'll help contact her. Don't tell anyone else about this."

"I'm willing!" Nie Haoqi said decisively, but then he realized that his voice was too loud and he was afraid of attracting other people's attention, so he immediately lowered his voice, "I wonder how much this mecha master's customization price is?"

"This mecha master can be friends with 3S-level mecha master Ying Chenghe. As for the money..." Wei San showed an unfathomable look, "You decide to give it."

Nie Haoqi was excited. Someone who could be friends with a 3S-level mecha master is very likely to be an S-level mecha master. Some S-level mecha masters will make A-level mechas when they are bored. For example, the blood drop is a top-notch A-level mecha made by an S-level mecha master.

Nie Haoqi raised a finger: "This number."

Wei San: "Ten million?" It's a bit too little, the transformation is barely enough.

Nie Haoqi shook his head: "Add another zero at the end."

Wei San suppressed the urge to gasp: "You are really rich."

"This is what my parents saved for me since I was a child. They hope that I can use the best A-class mecha in the future." Nie Haoqi said embarrassedly, "It's not a lot of money. If the mecha technician offers too high a price, I can't afford it."

"That's enough, this is the price." Wei San confirmed.

Nie Haoqi hesitated and asked: "Aren't you going to ask that mecha master friend?"

Wei San: "...I'll bargain for you then, this is the number."

Nie Haoqi looked at Wei San and said sincerely: "Thank you."

The one hundred million order was settled. As soon as the money arrived, Wei San immediately asked for Nie Haoqi's daily training data and designed a mecha according to his ability.

When asking for the data, she said that the mecha master didn't want to contact a stranger, so he entrusted her to be a middleman.

Nie Haoqi didn't have any doubts from beginning to end.

Except for the mecha that Qi Anxi asked her to modify the weapon before, this was Wei San's first time to design and manufacture a mecha. It was not smooth, there is always a big gap between theory and practice, for this reason she often went to the library, or asked Ying Chenghe questions.

Ying Chenghe did not play a big role, because he never thought that anyone would think about reducing the cost of materials.

Wei San could only rely on his own exploration, she was calculating the material ratio. All the mecha shells of S-class mechas are cast with free gold, but A is still mixed free gold, which is lighter and easier to control, but at the same time not as strong as S-class. There are also some parts that can be modified, which she needs to test.

Competitions during the day and staying up late to design at night, soon Wei San walked on the campus with two dark circles under his eyes.

"Are you going to select the top 300 tomorrow?" Jin Ke was standing somewhere with a pitch-black back and contacted Wei San.

Wei San looked up from the drawing: "Yeah."

Jin Ke moved the light screen so that Wei San could see Ying Chenghe next to him: "We will go back to school tomorrow and watch you compete then."

"Okay." Wei San vaguely heard Jin Ke say something about taking care of your rest before hanging up.

The next day, the playground of Damocles Military Academy was crowded with people.

The top two hundred students of each mecha type will join the school team and participate in the competition, and the bottom one hundred can also go as substitutes.

Wei San will play two games today, and after winning, he will be a member of the school team.

There are judges in front of each arena, who will score based on the performance of both sides of the competition, and finally make an overall ranking to prevent strong students from being eliminated.

Wei San was in the back row, she was leaning against the fence of the playground and resting with her eyes half closed.

"Your eyes..." Ding Hemei had finished the competition and got high scores without any suspense. When she came out, she saw Wei San leaning here and sleeping. She thought for a while, "It's quite unique."

Wei San didn't react to her meaning, and casually praised: "Senior sister is also unique."

Ding Hemei snorted: "You didn't secretly stay up late to train and ended up like this? Be careful not to make things worse."

"That's right, Wei San, have a good rest, keep your spirits up, and don't put too much pressure on yourself." The good senior from before also squeezed over, "Do you know why Senior Sister Ding didn't make the school team last year? She was sick and didn't go in the end."

Ding Hemei glared at him: "Don't be so nosy." This is her lifelong regret!

"No. 536 Wei San."

Someone was calling Wei San to go to the competition, so she cheered up

and walked towards the competition field. "Wei San, join me when you join the school team!" Ding Hemei shouted from behind.

The ten shooters on the school team have the right to choose their team, and Ding Hemei has already tacitly accepted that Wei San will get one of them.

As soon as Wei San entered the competition field, she saw the opponent's mecha, and she knew it was a good mecha at first glance. She felt a little itchy. However, in broad daylight and in a military school, she still had to control her impulse.

"Come on, Wei San!"

Suddenly someone in the middle of the playground shouted with a loudspeaker, and someone held up a paper shell with the words "Wei San is the strongest" written on it.

"Wow, the Hephaestus competition hasn't even started yet, and there are fans?" The teacher who was the judge in the middle laughed.

The judge on the left had sharp eyes and recognized the person shouting with the megaphone: "It's Jin Ke.

The other judges heard the name and all turned to look: "The student next to him is..."

Ying Chenghe stood expressionlessly in the crowd, holding up a paper shell in both hands.

It was so embarrassing.

They had just returned from off-campus training. Jin Ke hurried over, picked up a large paper shell from the trash can, wrote a line of words on it, asked him to hold it up, and took out a megaphone and started shouting.

The students on the playground quickly recognized him . When they saw them, they didn't know whether to envy or be jealous of Wei San. An A-level player could actually get two S-level people to cheer her on.

Could it be her charm in climbing over walls?

Some students gradually began to be eager to try climbing over walls, and they also wanted to become famous.

Wei San was standing on the field. After hearing the sound, she blinked at the two people in the middle of the playground, and then jumped into the mecha cabin to prepare for the game.

The opponent was also a medium-sized mecha, good at close combat. It can be seen that after systematic training, every step is standard and can be used for teaching.

"This Wei San is still inexperienced." The judge communicated with the teacher next to him, "The moves are not proficient enough."

"That's what she said, but the student on the opposite side didn't hurt her. "

One of the judges frowned and looked at her for a long time, then suddenly said, "It's one thing that her moves are not proficient, but I always feel that this Wei San has a wild style. Who taught her?"

"The back-and-forth move just now was quite standard. Maybe you saw it wrong." The judge next to him laughed and said, "She is a military academy student, and she is an unknown star. How can she learn wild moves in actual combat?"

"That's true. "

On the field, Wei San raised her leg and kicked the opponent's knee. She was just thinking of taking the opportunity of close combat to touch his mecha more, but she found that the opponent raised his left hand, and the protective armor was opened, revealing the gun barrel.

Damn!

Wei San was shocked. She didn't want her mecha to get any scratches. She immediately

bent down and swept the opponent's lower body, and took the opportunity to swing the knife. The opponent held the knife with both hands to resist the attack.

Wei San held the knife with one hand, and chopped the opponent's elbow with the other hand to let him release the strength. At the same time, he kicked him down with a flying foot, and instantly put the knife against his neck.

The judge in the middle stared at Wei San for a long time: "Did you see it later? Why do you feel that she is suddenly stronger? "

It's normal to have a fight between winning and losing."

Several judges exchanged glances and finally confirmed: "Wei San wins."

In the middle of the playground.

"Wei San controls the mecha well." Ying Chenghe was still holding up the cardboard shell. He was a mecha master, and it was easy to see the fit between the mecha soldier and the mecha. It seems that she is also good at being a mecha soldier, at least in this aspect, she is the best in Class A.

Jin Ke held the loudspeaker, but did not mention Wei San, but looked around: "They are back too?"

"Who?"

"Huo Xuanshan."